Kate at Smith Castle

Encounters between people are full of wonder, and various criminal cases are full of mysteries. It's truly fate that I met you.

Today's case involves a sudden and fierce fight that broke out in the Hogwarts Headmaster's Office.

The only one who saw through the truth was Ryan, a famous detective who looked like a child but possessed extraordinary Wisdom.

"Spin the Roulette of Destiny the same." Music from the Far East sounded from Smith's castle.

"Ryan, what song is this?"

"And what was that narration all about?" Kate's round eyes widened, and her delicate, fair feet playfully rested on Ryan's stomach.

"It's just more appropriate now," Ryan said with a smile, lying on the other side of the sofa.

Ryan's index finger lightly brushed against Kate's little toe, and a mysterious rune formed by silver light flashed by.

"It itches, what are you doing?"

"What is this?" Kate puffed out her cheeks, looking curiously at the rune that had swum to her right hand.

"It means link, a type of text I created where you focus your attention."

"Hasn't our great reporter Kate always wanted to know who the Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor will be next semester?"

"You'll know now," Ryan said with a smile.

Kate frowned her beautiful brows and looked at the words without hesitation.

After all, she knew Ryan well and trusted him.

So Kate's eyes turned the same silvery-white as Ryan's.

An office appeared before Kate. It seemed to be the Headmaster's Office.

As for why Kate used the word "seems," it was simply because it had become unrecognizable—fragments of exquisite silverware were scattered everywhere, and the armchairs were covered with marks of chiseling and carving.

It looked like a major battle was unfolding here.

Kate couldn't help but hold her breath, even though she knew perfectly well that she wasn't there.

Who is it?

Daring to attack the office of the greatest white wizard Dumbledore?

Is the latest issue of "The Quibbler" genuine?

Is Fudge's seemingly incompetent nature actually hiding hundreds of House-elf assassins?

Kate tried to turn her head and look in another direction.

I completely forgot that this was Ryan's perspective.

Finally, the camera focused on the two people.

One of them was Dumbledore, his Half-moon Spectacles drooping over his crooked nose. He looked calmly at the other person in the room, as if it wasn't his house that had been damaged.

And the other person was none other than Sirius Black!

That guy who was recognized as a hero by the Britain wizarding community.

But what surprised Kate wasn't that, but rather what Sirius said.

"Dumbledore, why did you choose Voldemort as the professor for the next semester?!"

"I remember Lupin and I both applied." Sirius had a slightly neurotic smile on his face, his wand pointing straight ahead.

"First of all, you should call him Tom Riddle."

"I thought it would attract Tom —no, to be clear—I thought it would attract Voldemort's servants."

"But I never expected it to be you." Dumbledore replied calmly, his hands clasped together, as if he himself were not the one being pointed at by the wand.

Fawkes the Phoenix circled overhead, chirping softly.

"Just to lure Voldemort's servants?"

"This is a school!" Sirius exclaimed, trembling slightly with anger.

"This isn't like you, Sirius. You weren't originally like this."

"You're doing this because of Harry," Dumbledore said confidently, clearing his throat before continuing, "I can assure you that Tom will only be a competent teacher."

"Our school has long been lacking a stable and consistent Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor."

"He and I made a contract."

Sirius's breathing calmed down after hearing this. "Then why did you refuse me and Lupin? You can have Tom come back next semester."

"I want to spend more time with Harry, and I'm also worried about Snape."

Dumbledore smiled slightly and looked at Sirius with his pale blue eyes. "We all understand that you trust Severus, even though it pains and even makes you hate him, but that's the truth."

"And are you really ready to be a professor? No longer living a secluded life?"

Sirius gave a bitter smile. "Yes, I'm not ready yet."

"I still can't accept people treating me as a hero."

"I just want to keep Harry, Lupin can take care of the rest."

"Lupin is reliable, and he also needs a job close to Hogwarts."

"You know Dumbledore, he considers Hogwarts his home, the only place where he is not discriminated against."

Dumbledore adjusted his glasses. "Is it because of guilt?"

"Because you once doubted him."

Sirius shrugged. "Dumbledore, you always seem to see through everything."

"Then I think Lupin can be the Defense Against the Dark Arts. After all, I've already given another little guy a job today, so I can't show favoritism," Dumbledore a slight smile.

"Dobby? That strange House-elf?"

"However, won't Lupin being a teaching assistant cause Tom to reject him?"

"You know, I have plenty of positions I could offer Lupin, and if there's any risk, I think I can make the decision for Lupin —to refuse." Sirius frowned.

"No, I think Tom really needs a good teaching assistant, after all, he also needs extra lessons." With these words from Dumbledore, the scene abruptly ended in front of Kate.

"Ryan, you!" Kate angrily punched Ryan in the chest with her little fists.

"What, I satisfied your curiosity, and I'm wrong?" Ryan said.

He understood why Kate was angry.

But now that Penelope is away (she's traveling with her parents), Kate, without her backing, hasn't had enough of teasing him.

"I want to know what lessons Voldemort needs to learn?" Kate said, enunciating each word clearly.

Having spent the past few years with Ryan, she had long since put Voldemort and his ilk out of her mind, which is why she dared to call Voldemort by his name.

Ryan cleared his throat. "For common sense questions, let Ryan ask them directly."

What did Voldemort hate the most?

After a brief moment of confusion, Kate understood. "Muggle?"

"Muggle Studies?"

"I should have known!"

"I checked when you said Ryan was Tom Riddle Voldemort."

"He didn't choose Muggle Studies!"

"Bingo! This child is teachable." Ryan nodded.

Meanwhile, in the Burrow outside Autry Ottery St Catchpole, Harry was completely unaware of what his godfather was doing at Hogwarts.

All he wanted to know was how to balance his relationships with Draco and Ron.

"Harry, you should come with me to the tent."

"You and Ron have always shared a dorm room at Hogwarts. Now that you finally have this opportunity, you should be with me," Draco said loudly, making outsiders blush and their hearts race.