Chapter 20 Professor McGonagall (Thanks to Mr. Tian Hui for the Recommendation Vote, Today

Chapter 20 Professor McGonagall (Thanks to Mr. Tian Hui for the recommendation vote, Mingyue will add another chapter)

Professor McGonagall pressed her forehead and declared again: "He just came, sir. He needs to go in first before he can apply for a pass. ׺°"˜˜`"°º×"

The wizard curled his lips and said nonchalantly: "That's not possible. It's all about the rules. He can't let him in without a pass. He's responsible for wrongly asking for his position."

Xing Ze took a few steps forward and tried to persuade Professor McGonagall before his anger broke out: "Professor, there must be another way."

"No." The old professor's face turned red with anger. "He knew it would be like that. Listen up, Mr. Janitor, that's Hogwarts, that's the school, that's not the Ministry of Magic. The gentleman in front of me is He didn't deserve that kind of insult after saving the train yesterday morning."

"Madam, please calm down." The wizard at the gate was frightened. "He didn't think I wanted him to blow the whistle."

"Blow, sir, blow. Will he see who can stop a Hogwarts lecturer from entering Hogwarts?"

Before things got out of hand, Xing Ze took out a few coins from his pocket, put them in the middle of his legs, and then quickly held the wizard's legs.

"My friend, it's getting cold," he said with a smile. "He thinks I should buy a hat."

The gatekeeper retracted his legs skillfully, and the fear on his face disappeared, replaced by a polite smile. He quickly waved his wand, and the door slowly opened.

"Oh, he remembered that my letter has the seal of the Ministry of Magic. Damn it, why didn't I tell him earlier?"

No, why didn't he tell me earlier. Xing Ze smiled slightly and asked Professor McGonagall to go first.

The professor glared at the janitor and walked into the school angrily, followed closely by Xing Ze.

They were walking in the large courtyard outside the library, and there was an old road paved with rectangular stones in the middle of the lush green lawn. Strange memories flooded his mind, and Xing Ze remembered his predecessor walking on that vibrant lawn and reading a book.

"I shouldn't be like that." Professor McGonagall frowned.

"What shouldn't be done? Oh, do you mean giving money?" Xing Ze shrugged, "Don't worry, professor, he guarantees that the big families who come to visit the children will give more than him."

"Merlin's beard, can I save a train of people? He should at least be polite to me."

"That's not his fault alone, professor. Besides, you have to abide by the rules of the game. It's like chess."

For example, compared with Dongqi, the system of the game itself will take me step by step, so I just need to follow the steps.

"That was part of the reason why he left the Ministry of Magic in the first place." Professor McGonagall calmed down Dong's mood, "Forget it, let's not talk about the bad things, and tell him what position they gave me.

When mentioning that, Xing Ze didn't know how to answer. After thinking about it, he decided to answer truthfully: "Magic Maintenance Department."

Professor McGonagall stopped in surprise, "For Merlin's sake, they actually sent me to the maintenance department. That's simply unreasonable."

"He thinks it's very good. The work is easy and free, and he earns a lot of money. I also know, professor, they don't like outsiders, especially those from the East."

"They also don't like women, half-bloods and Muggles." Professor McGonagall added, "I could have done a lot, Xing Ze, if you really want to say something."

"He has accomplished something big," Xing Ze joked.

"Oh, come on, as far as he knows, the Ministry of Magic is not going to create a yellow-skinned mixed-race hero. The most they can do is give me a few compliments, both mild and mild."

"Would he rather have them leave him alone?"

The two of them walked towards the central tower while chatting. Because of yesterday's train incident, the interview for the new teacher has been scheduled for tomorrow.

Professor McGonagall told Xing Ze that Dumbledore wanted to talk to him alone. He walked from the courtyard to the interview room in the central tower. The considerate professor did not mention anything about your morning.

Xing Ze was very grateful for this. He was in a mess now, and many things made him breathless.

Thanks to the quiet time of the carriage, he sorted things out a little to distinguish what was urgent and what was urgent. For example, right now, he was about to face the world's number one legendary mage. He had to think of words to avoid losing that solid ally.

After Professor McGonagall took Xing Ze to the corridor outside the interview room, she patted him gently on the shoulder. She said apologetically: "You really can't make a mistake, Xing Ze, things shouldn't be like that."

"That's not your fault, Professor, you don't need to apologize." Xing Ze shook his head and said, "Oh, there is something he would like to ask you to help with."

"kindness?"

"About the raven that brought him the message..."

"Oh, Merlin's beard." Professor McGonagall patted her heart with her leg, "Excuse me, Xing Ze, the school has lost a lot of owls recently, and they had to re-adopt ravens."

"That's nothing," Xing Ze said. "He was wondering if he could borrow the raven for a while. His owl, poor guy, is sick."

"Of course, if I don't mind." Professor McGonagall agreed readily, but she looked a little sad.

Of course Xing Ze wouldn't care about the stupid rumors that ravens would bring bad luck, but keeping Blue Beak by his side was better than anything else.

Looking at Professor McGonagall's thoughtful look, out of curiosity and occupational disease, Xing Ze asked: "Um, are you okay, Professor? If it's not convenient, he can go to the owl manager himself."

"No, it's none of my business." The professor sighed, "I just remembered a disgusting person. Well, he has to go, Xingze. I'll go in after the interview is over."

After saying goodbye to Professor McGonagall, Xingze walked east on the bench in the corridor. On the side close to the interview room, a young girl walked in. She lowered her head to look at a thick book and muttered something.

Xingze glanced at it and saw that it was a book about ancient runes. Interviewer? He guessed in his heart.

The selection of teachers at Hogwarts is extremely strict, except for Dumbledore's appointment. At Hogwarts, teachers are divided into three levels: lecturers, teachers and professors.

Lecturer is the easiest position to obtain, divided into external lecturers and long-term lecturers. Generally speaking, the position of lecturer is given to those celebrities with social influence and rich knowledge. They will not teach at Hogwarts for a long time and will leave in one or two years. The unreliable Gilderoy Lockhart is a typical example.

If you want to teach at Hogwarts for a long time and become a teacher, you must go through a complicated written test and an interview. As for the professor, it depends on my comprehensive performance.

Perhaps she felt his presence, and the girl looked up. She looked a little confused, about twenty years old, with chocolate-colored hair, skin as delicate as porcelain, big eyes, light golden pupils, thin and upturned lips, and you can vaguely see the pearly teeth inside.

Very beautiful. Xing Ze sighed in his heart, and then looked at her clothes again, the classic black wizard robe, very ordinary but also very practical.