Chapter 88 It’s only a few hundred galleons a month, what are you trying to do with your life?

After seeing Oren, the batters' expressions became much more serious.

When an adult wizard appears in Hogwarts, he is most likely to be a professor. This weight is much greater than that of students who can only shout, so they cannot help but ignore him.

But because they didn't know the person in front of them, out of caution, one of them asked: "Who are you."

"Oren Morris." Professor Oren introduced himself: "Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts."

"Defence Against the Dark Arts?"

The batters raised their eyebrows. They were familiar with this position. They were too familiar with it.

Since becoming Strikers, they have personally captured three or four Defense Against the Dark Arts professors from Hogwarts.

This has almost become a stable source of performance for them.

So after learning the identity of Professor Oren, the three of them were no longer nervous and said in a business-like tone: "Professor Oren, right? We are here to capture Hagrid under the orders of the Ministry of Magic. , you have no right to stop it."

"Lying, how come I didn't know the Ministry of Magic issued such an order."

At this time, Professor McGonagall also hurried over from the castle, her lips pursed like an angry lioness.

"Fudge is still in the principal's office. You can't take Hagrid away until he comes out."

"Mai, Professor McGonagall..."

The three beaters stood up straight instinctively. Even though they had graduated many years ago, they still couldn't help but feel weak after seeing Professor McGonagall again. ♙♦

But they don't want to just give up.

Because Fudge seemed to be very concerned about this matter. Before coming to Hogwarts, he repeatedly told him to investigate carefully and not make any mistakes.

This is a rare opportunity to show their face in front of the minister. No matter what, they have to do everything perfectly.

So after not finding any valuable clues in the wooden house, they thought of taking Hagrid back for an interrogation, just in case there was any unexpected result.

The batter's eyes gradually became firmer, and with the temptation of promotion and salary increase, Professor McGonagall didn't seem so scary anymore.

"Professor, you misunderstood, we are just doing a routine thing." The leading hitter said: "It's just a process. If there are no problems, he can come back tomorrow.

This is the rule, it’s the same for everyone, so don’t make things difficult for us. "

"That's not right..."

At this time, a voice suddenly came from the crowd of onlookers.

"I remember the regulations of the Ministry of Magic are that people can only be taken away if there is definite evidence."

"Who's talking!" The striker roared angrily: "You have nothing to do with us here, go back to the castle!"

"I think I am the professor at Hogwarts, Hud." Professor McGonagall frowned.

"Sorry, Professor McGonagall, I just wanted to..."

"But the students are right. ☜♦" Professor McGonagall interrupted him and continued: "You said there is evidence that Hagrid purchased magical animals."

"Someone saw it," said the hitter named Harder.

"Unfounded charges." Professor McGonagall pursed her lips tighter: "If you said someone saw it, then why didn't you bring him with you."

"After bringing Hagrid back, we will naturally find that person and confront him." Harder's eyes were a little wandering.

"So you don't even know who the other party is?"

Professor McGonagall laughed angrily.

There's no evidence whatsoever, and you want to take Hagrid away from Hogwarts just because you don't know what someone said?

This is obviously unacceptable to her.

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Today is Hagrid, so what if someone reports that Professor Snape is involved in the study of dark magic tomorrow, and asks them to take the person away for investigation?

What if someone reports Dumbledore the day after tomorrow... Hogwarts won't be able to open yet.

The batters knew they were in the wrong, but they didn't move at all.

"Professor, it's really just a question. We promise not to..."

"I'll report it!"

At this time, a voice came from the crowd again.

"I saw Professor Snape at the Hog's Head yesterday. He bought a baby fire dragon. Please take him to the Ministry of Magic.

Oh, and Headmaster Dumbledore, he also bought a Voldemort. "

Hader's words came to an abrupt end. This sentence was so heartbreaking that it almost blocked all his excuses.

This meant that if he wanted to take away Hagrid, he had to take away Dumbledore, who was also reported.

Harder scanned the crowd angrily, trying to find the speaker.

Professor McGonagall raised the corners of her mouth slightly and took the initiative to stand in front of the young wizards.

"I thought about it and think you're right, Harder."

"The Potions office is on the first floor underground, and the principal's office is on the eighth floor. Do you need me to show you the way?"

Harder's face turned red and he hesitated: "Professor McGonagall, I'm not... that. As a student, I can't count."

"I saw it too." Professor Oren said quietly from the side.

His words became the last straw for the batter.

"I know..." Harder said through gritted teeth, "We will come back when we find more evidence."

Of course he didn't dare go to Dumbledore.

Harder was sure that if he dared to take Dumbledore back today, he would be expelled from the Ministry of Magic tomorrow for putting his left foot first.

Reluctantly, he was about to leave Hogwarts when he suddenly noticed the Forbidden Forest behind him.

"Professor McGonagall, do you mind if we go to the Forbidden Forest to check it out?"

Harder turned around and said: "The Forbidden Forest is so big, it probably won't be difficult to hide a magical animal."

"Are you sure?" Professor McGonagall's expression was a little strange.

She had thought that these people were here to cause trouble, but now she realized that they were here to make fun of her.

Going to the Forbidden Forest to investigate magical animals of unknown origin... This operation is quite explosive in the entire magic world.

Everyone knows that the Forbidden Forest is full of magical animals, and all of them are of unknown origin. It would be meaningless even if they find anything.

Since when did the Ministry of Magic's requirements for strikers become so low?

After seeing Professor McGonagall's expression, Harder realized how stupid his words were.

The main reason is that it has been too long since he graduated, and because his mind was so hot just now, he forgot about it.

But everything has been said, and if you regret it now, you won’t be able to lose face.

"I'm sure, Professor McGonagall." Harder said calmly, and then led the other two strikers towards the Forbidden Forest.

Regardless of whether he discovered it or not, at least he was able to do business after this trip.

He has even been to the Forbidden Forest, so no one will say that he did not investigate carefully enough.

"I remember what's in the Forbidden Forest, the chimera, the manticore, and yes, there seems to be a werewolf, right..."

Professor Oren on the side said intentionally or unintentionally: "Tsk, it's only a few hundred galleons a month, what are you trying to do with your life?"

"Wait a minute... I just remembered that was my monthly salary, how much is a batter... seventy? Or eighty?

Tsk…”