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Chapter 240 Communication in the Common Room
Chapter 240 Communication in the Common Room
"We have the manpower, but my current thinking is outdated. We need to wait until the world aligns with my ideas before we have enough manpower."
Ryan assured Dumbledore that he didn't need to worry about a shortage of people; what he needed to worry about was a shortage of wizard tower builders and building materials.
"In that case, I'll ask Harry to go with me to invite an old friend. You can come over after you're done."
"it is good."
Ryan promised Dumbledore to maintain communication, and after persuading the alchemists in Knockturn Alley, he went with Dumbledore to find someone.
"No need to worry about manpower—among all intelligent beings in the world, there is only one group that does not need to worry about manpower."
Seeing that Ryan had already left and was about to relax, Gale on the second floor timely summarized: "Can he really do this? Is the wizarding world willing to let him do this?"
"I don't know. I'm going out to find someone I need to find, so I'll leave Hogwarts in your care."
Dumbledore waved his hand and left the headmaster's office, heading straight for the Hogwarts common room.
Harry was discussing his application essays with Neville Ron and other Gryffindor students who wanted to join the Adventurers' Club this year when he heard the Fat Lady spin open the door.
"Principal, what brings you here?" He quickly stood up to greet him upon recognizing the person who had come.
"I'm getting old and I'm not used to using things that young people use, so I came to you because I need your help with something."
Harry agreed without hesitation: "Okay. When do we leave?"
"Now, I'll be waiting for you at the door."
Dumbledore said that Harry had enough time to talk to his friends.
Harry said to his friends, "Looks like I can't discuss this with you now. Let's talk about it when I get back."
Ron, Neville, and even George and Fred, who were standing nearby looking all respectable in their suits and calculating revenue and profits, all told Harry to be careful and to remember to share why Dumbledore had personally invited him out.
"Is there anything that requires Mr. Dumbledore to ask Harry to come along?"
After Harry left, Neville, carrying the heavy iron ball, thought for a moment and then looked at Ron in a questioning tone.
Ron wasn't sure why either, but as Harry's best friend in Neville's eyes, he confidently said, "It must be because Harry is incredibly powerful right now. Everyone saw the newspapers about that Ministry of Magic protest! His Disarming Charm was stronger than anyone imagined!"
While Neville focused on his physical training, his mind wasn't idle either. He raised a question: "But what is there that Headmaster Dumbledore can't solve, but Harry can? Headmaster Dumbledore's strength is definitely much greater than Harry's."
Ron didn't know what to say.
Neville continued, describing a conversation with Ron about their studies: "This semester, I've noticed that the professor talks about more in herbalism than the textbook. For example, for each herb we learn about, the professor always groups certain herbs into the same category, assuming they have the same effects."
"Isn't this just that the professor explained it in a bit more detail? In other words, there will be more test points for us."
Ron wasn't as sensitive to herbs as Navi; he just thought they would memorize a few more points of knowledge when taking exams.
However, after discovering that the herbs showed this sign, Neville deliberately sought out other professors to see if they exhibited this change in their teaching. He found that several deans all had some degree of categorization in their lectures.
But this only applies to a few deans. Other professors, such as the currently "most famous" Professor Lockhart—this amateur performer who failed miserably, knows nothing but how to act out plays in class.
Of course, this amateur stage director and actor originally wanted to find his most famous students to perform with him, to showcase his powerful magical skills—although no one understood how he could demonstrate his magical abilities through a stage play.
However, according to more reliable rumors, during a Defense Against the Dark Arts class for older students, Lockhart recruited members of the Adventurers' Club to be the villains in his stage play. The entire class then consisted of Lockhart's stubbornness and the villains utterly beating up the protagonist.
From then on, Lockhart stopped insisting on having famous students perform with him in stage plays, and at most he would find some lower-grade students who were somewhat well-known in small circles.
He had contacted Ron Nave and others.
Ron was writing his paper, and his basic ideas had been further improved after Harry's evaluation. Neville was training with an iron ball; his brute strength had become frightening. The two were busy with their own things, talking enthusiastically.
George and Fred were still doing the accounts, and compared to their high spirits when they first took over the game department last year, they were more worried and composed.
His composure goes without saying; it comes from business experience.
The reason for their distress is that their operational methods are too effective, which has led to the entire "Academy Kill" operations team becoming pariahs.
Neither of them dared to go diagonally, not because they were worried about indignant players coming after them, but because the Tower of Fantasy was built by Ryan and had a very strong protective system.
They didn't want to see the bewildered faces of the magic wizards who had received the threatening and intimidating letters.
If it weren't for the high salaries, several young magic wizards who were terrified by the roaring letters would have wanted to resign.
"Sometimes I wonder, how much money is enough?"
George said as he did the accounting.
Fred wholeheartedly agreed: "Now I've discovered that I'm not interested in money."
The others in the Gryffindor common room, hearing the two start talking about Versailles again, all left on their own, not forgetting to kick their table before they went.
The Quidditch team members were closer to the Weasley twins, and they were more unceremonious in their interactions.
Katie Bell, Angelina Jensen, and Aria Spinnet, three dashing female athletes, were practically ready to take out their Quaffles and smash them in the face.
"You think you're something just because you've made a little money!" Katie Bell changed her expression to one of disdain.
Elijah Spinnett chimed in, also making a disgusted face, and walked back to the dorm hand in hand with Katie Bell.
Angelina Jensen tossed her braids and said, "Let's go, let's go. Now there are two more Slytherins dressed in Gryffindor clothes in the common room."
George and Fred's faces flushed red and then turned pale, but the redness was fleeting.
They quickly adjusted their mindset.
"Hahaha, the famous Mr. Weasley of Slytherin!" George said, winking.
"That sounds good too. From now on, please call me Mr. Fred."
Fred also adopted an arrogant attitude.
In an instant, the people who hadn't left the common room reacted more physically than mentally, and a fierce hand-to-hand fight broke out, with them roughhousing and getting into a chaotic mess.