Chapter 275 New Professor, Neville's Parents

At this year's dinner, the old hat composed a very long song, using the departure of one of the founders, Salazar Slytherin, to warn the young wizards of the importance of unity.

After the song was over, Professor McGonagall led the little wizards into the hall.

No one noticed that a dragon was chatting with a hat.

"What's wrong, old hat, this is not like you." Aiden started chatting with him.

Watch him being brought to the heads of various little wizards again and again.

"Aiden, I have witnessed batches of young wizards leaving Hogwarts over the past thousand years, and I used to be extremely proud of my work.

But now, facing Hogwarts like this, I began to wonder if it was my special division into different houses that led to the current division in the wizarding world. "

Although Old Hat was still conducting the branching on the surface, Aiden secretly connected an optical cable to him and the two chatted together.

"Hat, remember the blessing they gave you when you were taken off Godric's head?" Aiden asked.

"Well, discover the characteristics of the little wizards and let them become who they want to be according to their hearts." The Sorting Hat replied.

The branch next door had already finished, so Aiden sat over and stroked the edge of his old hat.

“So, don’t think that you can solve all the problems from the root with just one hat. The more you think like that, the easier it is to fall into nothingness.

So don't be afraid. Besides, I'm still here. I won't let their efforts go to waste." Aiden smiled confidently at the old man.

"Yeah, it's a good thing you're here, it's a good thing..." Old Hat seemed tired and fell silent.

After a while, Dumbledore walked up to the podium and gave a speech to the young wizards at the beginning of the school year.

"Good evening, little wizards. This year we have two changes in the teaching staff. First, we welcome the return of Professor Grubbly-Plank. She will be the professor of Care of Magical Creatures."

Dumbledore pointed to a witch in a grey robe and short grey hair, and everyone applauded.

"Also, we will be welcoming our new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, Dolores Umbridge. Of course Filch asked me to warn you..."

Dumbledore was interrupted by a toad-like cough before he could finish his words.

Then, Umbridge stood up from her seat and began to deliver a short IELTS-like essay.

"Thank you, Principal, for your warm welcome. I believe I will get along very well with you young, energetic and enthusiastic little faces."

"You just watch her cause trouble in school?" Aiden created an illusion for Dumbledore.

Dumbledore glanced at him calmly. Seeing that Dumbledore didn't say anything, Aiden spoke again.

"They can't find us. I allocated some computing power to them."

"Then what else can we do? Train the students into soldiers to fight the Ministry of Magic? This is a school."

Dumbledore found that no one could notice anything unusual, so he sat on the stage with Aiden.

"The Ministry of Magic has always believed that educating young wizards is very important, and the headmasters in recent years have been very avant-garde, but now, this progress for the sake of progress must stop..."

Umbridge was still speaking non-stop.

Below the stage, Hermione and Edmund, who both had a keen sense of smell, simultaneously realized the truth that the Ministry of Magic wanted to interfere with the school's teaching.

"The successive principals in recent years have been calling people names and scolding them," Aiden said with a silly smile.

Dumbledore shrugged innocently and reached out to take the coconut ice cream that Aiden handed over.

“Let us keep what we should keep, improve what we should improve, and abandon what we should abandon.”

Umbridge shrank her neck and snorted, then walked back to the table.

"Dinner is served," announced the illusion of Dumbledore.

"It's cliché, hollow, political, and hollows out the role, and then you can meddle in the affairs of Hogwarts at will.

This is an old tactic used by politicians. You wouldn't be stupid enough to allow them to do whatever they want with this school." Aiden commented.

But he found that Dumbledore did not respond to him.

Aiden: “…”

"You know, I don't have that much energy anymore. If someone can help run this school, why not?"

Dumbledore's eyelids twitched slightly at Aiden.

"I guarantee you they will destroy this school." Aiden frowned.

"But the hidden founder will not just watch his hard work go wrong like this." Dumbledore decided to pass the buck.

"This is an irresponsible attitude of yours!!!" Long began to get anxious.

"Alas, it's useless to exaggerate..." The old bee was about to slip away.

.......

That night, a conflict broke out between Harry and Seamus in Gryffindor, and it was Ron who used his authority as a prefect to calm the conflict.

In the Room of Requirement, Dumbledore, Madam Pomfrey, Snape, Aiden, and Dumbledore were already there, and Neville was the last to arrive.

Also present were two old acquaintances—Severin Wendel and Elena Sofia.

"So, you're saying that you want to help people with locked minds rebuild their minds. How is that possible?" Severin felt a little unbelievable.

"But the person in charge of St. Mungo's dares to hand the patients over to him, which means he has recognized his abilities." Elena said to herself.

"So, why did this Ravenclaw genius call me here in the middle of the night?" Snape crossed his arms.

"It will require the care of you and Madam Pomfrey, as well as two St. Mungo's physicians.

I need to perform a little surgery on their minds." Aiden pinched his index finger and thumb.

Madam Pomfrey, who had communicated with Aiden, already knew what Aiden meant, so she explained,

"His surgery should affect his body to some extent. We need to take care of him and suppress his magic riot."

"So, what about the division of labor?" Snape realized something was wrong as soon as he opened his mouth. Everyone looked at him with expectant expressions.

"Well, Professor Dumbledore and Professor Snape will be responsible for controlling the magic, the two doctors will be responsible for repairing the physical damage in a timely manner, and Madam Pomfrey will be responsible for filling in the gaps, okay?"

Aiden immediately arranged the tasks for several people, and seeing that everyone had no objection, he took Neville's hand and brought him into his parents' consciousness.

In the ocean of collective subconsciousness, two very strange islands appeared in front of the two.

Aiden released the mythical creature form, carrying Neville and soaring above the island.

The two islands were black in color, with no bubbles rising from them, and were covered with thick thorns.

At the same time, many parts of the island appeared missing or inverted.

"Are you ready, Neville?" Aiden asked.

"Well, and no matter what the result is, I would like to thank you on behalf of the Longbottom family. Grandma asked me to tell you these words."

In the first sentence, Aiden thought that Gryffindor's Swordmaster was going to come online, but in the second sentence, he turned back to his original form.

There was no choice but to take Neville through a layer of crystal shield and enter his father's island of consciousness.