Lorne had some recollection of this girl; she and Sains had reached the finals in the first Street Wizard Fighter Tournament, and although they unfortunately lost, her proficiency with Werewolf still left a deep impression on everyone.
Even now, she remains active in the Magic Mobile Phone store in Diagon Alley, ranking high on the Street Wizard Fighter leaderboard.
So she's a Werewolf too?
Lorne looked at Ruchel: "I know your cousin. You can have her come here to find me. I have other work I can give her."
"Really, Director?" Ruchel exclaimed in surprise at the unexpected gain, but still hesitated, "But Werewolf can't work continuously, and there's a risk of them biting customers. Even the Ministry of Magic has relevant screening procedures. Are you sure you want to hire her?"
Ruchel was worried that Director Lorne hadn't considered the negative effects of hiring Werewolf, and that she would be very upset if he fired them after only a few days of use. So she confirmed it again.
"Of course, we're ready to use anyone we dare to recruit. Let Lucille come on over."
Ruchel was overjoyed. He decided that if both his cousin and he successfully got the job, he would definitely send someone to make a banner to Hogwarts that read, "My mentor at the school, my benefactor."
"However, the transportation in Hogsmeade is indeed not very convenient. She can use Floo Powder to go to the Three Broomsticks. I'm thinking of joining the Floo Network recently—hey! Those three, don't think I can't see you, or I'll blacklist you."
The trio, caught red-handed by Director Lorne, gave an awkward laugh and pushed each other to get closer to Lorne.
Ruchel joked, "Master, don't blame them. Luckily, I'm in seventh grade, otherwise I would definitely have tried to sneak in too."
He packed up his phone and cards and headed towards the basement, turning back to tempt Harry before leaving. "Thank goodness I went in, or I would have regretted it for the rest of my life."
Harry, Harry, and his friends were speechless for a moment. They looked at Lorne and protested, "This is unreasonable, Headmaster."
Lorne found it somewhat amusing. "What's unreasonable about it?"
Hermione stepped forward. "Master, you've already revealed how the professors inscribed the Magic Power Matrix in the basement, and some of the seventh-year students hired younger students to draw for them after they returned to Hogwarts with the stone tablets. If you wanted to keep it a secret, you shouldn't have allowed them to spread it. If you don't care about these things, then why not let us go in and take a look?"
Ron chimed in, "Yeah, some Slytherin seventh-years even specialize in reselling this knowledge, claiming that learning it guarantees a fortune in Galleon."
Lorne chuckled. Hermione had analyzed the matter thoroughly; from a purely results-oriented perspective, his actions were indeed untenable.
"First, to inscribe Magic Power Matrix, you need to at least master the Branding and Scoring Charm. How many of you have mastered it? As far as I know, you haven't learned this spell yet, so letting you in would be a waste of time and seats, wouldn't it?"
"Secondly, I am still a teacher at the school. In the Muggle World, university teachers who offer tutoring outside of school are fired. Although I am not involved in exam arrangements, who can guarantee that I won't steal the school's final exam questions to teach outside for profit? Therefore, I want to minimize the impact, so I only recruit seventh graders who do not need to take the final exam."
Lorne shrugged, "As for who they passed that knowledge on to, that's their business, not mine."
Harry astutely grasped the unspoken meaning in Lorne's words. "So you mean if we sneak in, you won't be held responsible?"
Lorne immediately realized what Harry was up to—this kid was actually plotting how to fool Hogwarts right in front of him! " Harry, no, my only tutor is Little Banana Star. He tutors everyone individually for a while, so don't disturb them."
"However," Lorne picked up the box behind him and handed it to Harry, "Help me move this box to the warehouse, and remember, whatever you do, don't open it."
Lorne winked, Harry immediately understood.
"Ahem—" Harry coughed twice. "Alright then, with Director Lorne specifically instructing and repeatedly stating that this is not something we should know, Hermione, Ron, and I are about to move a box of goods whose contents we don't know to the warehouse. Whatever happens in between is none of Director Lorne."
Listening to Harry's disclaimer, Lorne nodded in satisfaction, thinking that Harry was indeed very perceptive in reading people, as he had studied at his shop.
Before Hermione and Ron could react, Harry had already started carrying the boxes toward the warehouse.
Ron and Hermione initially wanted to help, but seeing that Harry could lift the box by himself, they followed and asked in confusion, "It's so light, why didn't Headmaster Ron use levitation?"
"Shh--" Harry walked to the corner, looked around to make sure no one was watching, and then gestured for the two to be quiet. He then pretended to slip and knocked the box to the ground.
Harry stepped forward. The box was empty except for three books: three copies of "How to Use the Magic Power Matrix - A Textbook for the Magic Mobile Phone Shop".
Hermione instantly picked up the book from the ground, glanced at the title, and exclaimed with delight, " Harry, you guys are really good at acting!"
"That's nothing. I even played Death Eaters with Director Lorne," Harry said smugly. "Our chemistry is something we've built up in real combat."
Ron exclaimed in surprise, " Death Eaters?"
"Don't be so surprised. Don't you change your clothes before you do something bad? I even thought about using Polyjuice Potion to transform into Malfoy and play a trick on Snape."
Harry took the book Hermione handed him and glanced at it briefly. "Now we can improve ourselves too."
In Charms Class.
Today's Charms Class was a review of previous material, intended to catch up with students who had fallen behind. However, for Hermione, a bright student who had already previewed the next year's textbook, this lesson was naturally dull and boring.
"Professor, could you please teach me the Branding and Scoring Charm?" Hermione seized a moment of Professor Flitwick's free time and immediately leaned over to ask, "Why is my Branding and Scoring Charm always intermittent?"
Professor Flitwick was standing on a pile of textbooks, about to take a break, when Hermione suddenly interrupted him. He raised an eyebrow. " Miss Granger, the Branding and Scoring Charm isn't a third-year topic, but since you asked, I'll explain the topic of passive interruption of continuous spellcasting later. You can go back to your seat now."
" Hermione," Ron suddenly kicked Hermione's chair, "Where did you go this morning? I didn't see you when I came to the classroom."
Hermione didn't want to answer the question, "Uh, I just asked Professor Flitwick how to fix the problem of the Branding and Scoring Charm interruption. You have to listen carefully later."
Ron asked doubtfully, "Should we just ask directly like that? Won't that expose Director Lorne?"
"What does this have to do with Director Lorne? We took the textbooks ourselves," Harry quickly corrected. "Besides, it's common knowledge that Hermione is a good student who proactively studies the material."
"Yes," Hermione touched the necklace on her chest, "Good students should always get some preferential treatment."