A few hundred Galleons a month, what are you risking your life for?

Upon seeing Oren, the Hit Wizard ' expressions became much more serious.

When an adult wizard appears at Hogwarts, he is most likely to become a professor. This carries far more weight than those students who only know how to shout, so they cannot afford to ignore him.

But because they didn't recognize the person in front of them, one of them cautiously asked, "Who are you?"

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

"Defense Against the Dark Arts?"

The Hit Wizard raised an eyebrow; they knew this position all too well.

Since becoming Hit Wizard, they have personally captured three or four Hogwarts Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

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

So after learning Professor Oren's identity, the three of them were no longer nervous and said in a businesslike tone, "Professor Oren... right? We are here on orders from the Ministry of Magic to arrest Hagrid. You have no right to stop us."

"Liar! How come I don't know that the Ministry of Magic such an order?"

Just then, Professor McGonagall hurried over from the castle, her lips pursed, like an angry lioness.

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

"Professor McGonagall ..."

The three Hit Wizard instinctively stood up straight. Even though they had graduated many years ago, they still couldn't help feeling guilty and weak-kneed when they saw Professor McGonagall again.

But they didn't want to give up just like that.

Because Fudge seemed very concerned about this matter, before coming to Hogwarts, he repeatedly instructed that it must be investigated carefully and that no negligence be tolerated.

This was a rare opportunity to show their face in front of the minister, so they had to make sure everything was handled flawlessly.

So, after finding no valuable clues in the cabin, they decided to take Hagrid back for questioning, just in case they found something unexpected.

The Hit Wizard's gaze gradually hardened; tempted by the prospect of a promotion and a raise, Professor McGonagall no longer seemed so formidable.

"Professor, you've misunderstood. We're just doing our routine." The lead Hit Wizard said, "It's just a formality. If there are no problems, he'll be back tomorrow."

That's the rule, everyone's the same, so please don't make things difficult for us."

"That can't be right..."

At that moment, a voice suddenly came from the crowd of onlookers.

"I remember the Ministry of Magic's regulations state that someone can only be taken away when there is concrete evidence."

"Who's speaking!" the Hit Wizard roared angrily. "This is none of your business. Go back to the castle!"

"I think I am the real professor at Hogwarts, Had," Professor McGonagall said, frowning.

"I'm sorry, Professor McGonagall, I just wanted to..."

"But the students aren't wrong either," Professor McGonagall interrupted him, continuing, "What about the evidence you gave Hagrid for buying Fantastic Beasts?"

"Someone saw it with their own eyes," said the Hit Wizard named Had.

"A fabricated charge." Professor McGonagall's lips tightened. "If you say someone saw it, why not bring him along?"

"After we bring Hagrid back, we will naturally find that person and confront him." Had's eyes darted around.

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

Professor McGonagall was so angry she laughed.

Without any evidence, just because someone said something, they want to take Hagrid away from Hogwarts?

This was clearly unacceptable to her.

Today it's Hagrid, but what if tomorrow someone reports Professor Snape for participating in Dark Magic research? Should they also take that person away for investigation?

What if someone reports Dumbledore the day after tomorrow...? Will Hogwarts still be able to open?

The Hit Wizard knew they were in the wrong, but they didn't budge an inch.

"Professor, it's really just a question, we promise we won't..."

"I'm reporting this!"

At that moment, another voice came from the crowd.

"I saw Professor Snape at the Hog's Head Inn yesterday. He bought a baby Dragon. Why don't you take him to the Ministry of Magic too?"

Oh, and Headmaster Dumbledore too, he bought a Ground Bat as well."

Had's words came to an abrupt halt; those words were so poignant, they effectively shut down all his excuses.

This means that if he wants to take Hagrid with him, he must also take Dumbledore has also been reported.

Had angrily scanned the crowd, trying to find the person who had spoken.

Professor McGonagall smiled slightly and stepped forward to stand in front of the young wizards.

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

"The Potions Class Department office is on the basement level, and the Headmaster's Office is on the Seventh Floor. Do you need me to show you the way?"

Had blushed and stammered, "Professor McGonagall, I'm not... well, a student's words don't count."

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

His words became the final straw that Hit Wizard's back.

"I understand..." Had said through gritted teeth, "We'll come back when we find more evidence."

He certainly wouldn't dare go to Dumbledore.

Had was certain that if he dared to bring Dumbledore back today, he would be expelled from the Ministry of Magic tomorrow for stepping in with his left foot first.

Just as he was about to leave Hogwarts, feeling resentful, he suddenly noticed the Forbidden Forest behind him.

"Professor McGonagall, would you mind if we went to check out the Forbidden Forest?"

Had turned around and said, "The Forbidden Forest is so vast, hiding a Fantastic Beasts shouldn't be too difficult, right?"

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

She initially thought these people were there to cause trouble, but now she realizes they were there to make a joke.

Investigating mysterious Fantastic Beasts in the Forbidden Forest... this is quite a groundbreaking move even in the entire Wizarding World.

Everyone knows that the Forbidden Forest is teeming with Fantastic Beasts, all of them of unknown origin, so finding anything there would be pointless.

Since when have the Ministry of Magic's requirements for Hit Wizard become so low?

Seeing Professor McGonagall's expression, Had realized how stupid his words had been.

The main problem is that he graduated too long ago, and in a moment of impulse, he completely forgot about it.

But the words have already been spoken, and it would be embarrassing to go back on them now.

"I'm sure, Professor McGonagall," Had said, trying to sound calm, before leading the other two Hit Wizard toward the Forbidden Forest.

Whether or not anything was discovered, at least this trip will be a success.

He's even been to the Forbidden Forest; surely no one would say he didn't investigate thoroughly enough.

"I remember what's in the Forbidden Forest: Chimera, Manticore, and oh right, Werewolf, right..."

Professor Oren, standing nearby, remarked, seemingly casually, "Tsk, only a few hundred Galleon a month, what are you guys risking your lives for?"

"Wait... I just remembered that's my monthly salary. How much is Hit Wizard... seventy? Or eighty?"

Tsk..."