Chapter 51: Talking about chapters and classic long and difficult sentences in the principal's

Time flies, and soon the first week of the new semester is over.

During this week, Hogwarts was filled with an atmosphere of harmony and joy.

In terms of learning, with Carl as the ace teaching assistant, the educational burden of teachers in various subjects has been reduced a lot.

The grades of freshmen in all colleges have improved significantly, with Hufflepuff being the most obvious.

It jumped from the bottom of the four major colleges to the second to last among the four major colleges.

Such historic progress made the entire academy extremely excited, and Cedric even threatened to kiss Carl in person to express his gratitude.

He failed until he was forced back by a big punch and a stern look from the other party.

In terms of entertainment, with the help of Professor Snape, Carl's "Hearthstone" card game was officially launched.

It quickly became popular throughout Hogwarts, and now in the cafeteria, you can always see groups of three or five students who are not playing Hearthstone together.

The 1000 card packs prepared at the beginning were quickly sold out, even though each pack cost as much as one gold Galleon.

Every time someone saw a golden light on the floating card, there would be an excited exclamation.

"Wow!! Legend!!!"

It always attracts the attention of countless classmates, and students who open legendary cards will also feel proud.

"So no matter from which perspective, this is the most wonderful week since the founding of Hogwarts."

“Professors are relieved of stress, classmates are promoted, and there are new entertainment activities in their free time.”

“There is a bright future for everyone and everything is moving forward.”

"Is that your explanation, Mr. Hohenzollern?"

After listening to this guy's summary of the past week.

Dumbledore felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. He deliberately worked overtime on the weekend today and called this guy to the principal's office.

In name, I am inviting the other party to afternoon tea, but in reality, I just want to educate the other party.

I originally wanted to let this kid realize his mistakes and engage in self-criticism, but what happened was what I heard from him.

Not only should I not punish him, I should reward him.

Karl, who was sitting across from the dining table, just looked indifferent. He knew, of course, that he was suddenly called to the principal's office.

It definitely wasn't just for afternoon tea, after all, he had treated Professor Quirrell so badly.

It would be unrealistic for Mr. Deng, as the principal, not to come out and say a few words.

But he certainly can't admit that he is wrong. This is related to his principles, what is the first priority of a villain.

It's not about great strength, extremely clever strategies, or ruthless means.

Instead, you must stick to what you do and make sure it is right. You must stick to your beliefs more than anyone else.

Otherwise, a few words from others can cause you to lose your intelligence at best, or even commit suicide or explode on the spot at worst.

It’s scary to think about it.

Dumbledore, on the other side, saw that the boy was reckless and had an expression as if to say, "I'm not wrong, what can you do to me?"

She also changed her usual gentle attitude towards other children and spoke angrily.

"No matter how you try to explain it, what you did in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class was inappropriate anyway."

"And the subsequent damage done to Professor Quirrell was, yes, a bit too cruel."

When he said the last word, he actually thought about it for a long time, and finally had to use the word "cruel" to describe it.

Because after that day, the matter quickly spread throughout the school.

But almost everyone except the freshmen of Gryffindor and Hufflepuff who witnessed the scene.

The first reaction of everyone who heard about this was that it was impossible, and the reason was very simple.

It is because this kid is a Hufflepuff, and this house plays a role in the British wizarding world.

It's simply a golden signboard. Whenever people mention them, their first reaction may be that they are a bit stupid, slow to react, and their academic performance is average.

But if you tell him that they are sneaky, cheating, and even bad enough to play a prank on the professor, nine out of ten people will spit at you.

Plus, this kid is also a freshman, and other senior students don’t know much about him.

So many people rushed to the scene to check the situation after hearing about this incident.

After being overwhelmed by the foul smell, I couldn't help but want to see Professor Quirrell who caused all this.

So within a few days, the school's infirmary was visited by a constant stream of students.

So much so that Madam Pomfrey, who was in charge of the infirmary, wanted to prevent these students from disturbing other patients' rest.

Professor Quirrell, who was completely autistic, was left alone in the corridor of the infirmary.

Just like that, the poor guy lay on the hospital bed, like an exhibit, constantly visited by students coming and going.

I also have to be pointed at and criticized, and have to listen to them repeat over and over again about my "outstanding performance" in that class.

So much so that yesterday, as the principal, when I went to visit him with the intention of comforting him.

Professor Quirrell's eyes were swollen like walnuts. If he continued crying like that, he would probably go blind soon.

It was precisely because of this that Dumbledore specifically called Carl to the principal's office today.

He hoped that the other party would go and apologize to Professor Quirrell. After all, if this continued, he was really afraid that the guy would not be able to bear the blow.

One of them was so depressed that he jumped off the building and committed suicide.

So Dumbledore could continue speaking frankly.

"Professor Quirrell is also responsible for this matter, but your problem is obviously bigger, and there is also that vulgar spell."

"It must not be spread out. I don't want the whole school to stink."

Carl certainly had no objection to this request, but his principle in life was that he got what he paid for.

In the end, you have to get corresponding rewards from the other party.

So he nodded.

"No problem, Principal. I can agree to your request, but you also know that children have limited self-control."

"Although I am a few years older than the average freshman, I am still just a novice in terms of magical knowledge."

"So there is no way to fully guarantee the scope of application of the spell and the possibility of it spreading."

"I can always foresee some unforeseen accidents."

"what?????"

A set of long and difficult sentences about the British civil service system almost made Dumbledore's old brain smoke.

He looked at the other party in confusion, "What is the foreseeable and unforeseen accident."

Carl spread his hands, "If it's foreseeable, then it can't be called an unforeseeable accident."

"Unforeseen accidents. If I could have foreseen it, I wouldn't have said..."

"Stop! Stop! Stop!" Dumbledore hurriedly called for a stop. He felt like his brain was about to burn out.

After thinking hard again, he looked at Carl with resentful eyes.

"Tell me what you want. What can I give you so that you can apologize to Professor Quirrell as soon as possible?"

Seeing that Old Deng finally got to the point, Carl stopped making things difficult for him and took out a piece of parchment and handed it to him.

"This is an exclusive license agreement for the Hearthstone Magic Card Game to be sold at Hogwarts."

"And the specific share ratio between me and the school. Please sign it, and I will go to the infirmary immediately and sincerely apologize to Professor Quirrell."

"Don't worry, this contract is fair and just, there are no hidden traps. My principle is that we all make money together."

"I'm full, why would I let the school watch?"