Chapter 347 William Is Busy Planning

Everything in the office was very simple. Although Sirius wanted to make it more formal, it became extremely difficult due to various restrictions in the confidentiality law.

Unless Sirius gave up magic and wands completely, hiring Muggles was out of the question.

But who in their right mind would give up their wand? Especially since Sirius stayed in Azkaban for so long and didn't hold the wand again until he was officially cleared of suspicion.

'Although the two elves in front of me don't look reliable, if nothing too exaggerated happens, it's better to hire them...'

"Okay... let's just do a simple assessment."

He said to the two visitors.

The gold coins were redeemed by him, and he was now considered half of his own, so he must give priority to Dobby, who was responsible for cooking.

Contrary to his expectations, even though he had been hit by the Forgetting Curse, Dobby was a good cook and had no trouble doing housework. Apart from needing a salary, Dobby perfectly met all the definitions of a house elf.

"Great, you're hired, Dobby."

While eating the food on the table, Sirius nodded and began to doubt his life - why would he try to cook by himself without overestimating his capabilities these days? Cursed?

"Well, let's talk about salary, seven galleons a week, and then add, um, how about one day's holiday a week? Less holiday - nine galleons."

Originally, he planned to give Dobby a weekend off. His firm had been open for a while and he knew the market better. However, considering that he would have to take care of everything on the weekend by himself, he chose to increase his salary.

Dobby took two steps back, with a look of disbelief on his face.

‘One day a week is too harsh? ’

"No, no, no! Too much, Mr. Black, too much! Dobby is a free elf, but Dobby loves to work, and the pay and holidays are too much!"

Dobby screamed, expressing his displeasure.

"A galleon a week and one day off every month! That's enough, Mr. Black!"

"A galleung? Too little..."

Sirius frowned. His firm's income was quite considerable. Even if the amount that could be exchanged for galleons was not much, it was still too...

However, Dobby was stubborn as if he was under a spell - either he accepted the salary, or he left...

'The people who rejected him before are simply hopeless...'

In the end, Sirius accepted what he seemed to be an extremely harsh contract and hired Dobby.

On the other side, the elf named Jin Coin was unexpectedly easy to deal with - although he refused services such as cleaning, cleaning and cooking, he readily accepted the position of assistant.

In short, he can help hold down cats and dogs, and he can cooperate with tracking when catching rapes. When encountering big cases, he is willing to use his skills to provide all help-unless there are too many Muggles, he even Anyone who uses the Illusion Body Curse will be discovered.

"This is also an adventure, Master, I like this kind of life!"

After a preliminary understanding of what Sirius was doing, Jin Coin decisively gave up the argument he had prepared for a long time - he originally wanted to persuade Sirius to invest in his expedition team, but it seems that the detective assistant is also quite interesting?

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Professors at Hogwarts have a strong right to make their own choices.

To put it simply, after the two professors of self-defense met to study, the same announcement appeared in the lounges of the four colleges.

[Course adjustment notice;

Due to the need to prepare for large-scale courses, the self-defense course for the sixth grade next week will be adjusted to Wednesday morning. The original course will be adjusted to Herbalism, and the fourth grade...]

Except for the first grade, which was originally in class that day, all other grades had their classes adjusted.

"Large course...what is that?"

In the Gryffindor lounge, the students standing in front of the sign were as noisy as sparrows.

"Wednesday is completely occupied. It looks like there is some grand ceremony..."

"Hey, Fred, George, didn't you two get some first-hand information?"

The sharp-eyed students saw the two most well-informed people in Gryffindor asking questions loudly from a distance.

"What first-hand information?"

Fred yawned, and he and George, who had dark circles under his eyes, squeezed through the crowd and came to the bulletin board. A small experiment they did recently after class led to serious consequences. Now everyone can more easily identify who is. George who is Fred now.

"You don't know?"

"How do we know... We stayed up so late that we almost fell asleep on the floor..."

George said while looking at the bulletin board with his eyes that were a little painful from the beating.

"It's a large-scale event, and the class time has been adjusted. Are the two professors planning to take classes together? Who can tell - it should be a large-scale event, right?"

"Well, it's possible." Fred nodded and couldn't stop yawning. "I guess they're occupying some field somewhere - probably not for Quidditch. There's still a game coming up, so the training field will definitely not be occupied. .”

"It should be next to the Forbidden Forest or the Black Lake. The rest of the sites are not so easy to transform."

"It should be. I guess the next step will be renovation... It's worth looking forward to the two professors joining forces to transform the venue..."

"It looks like there will be no exams in the next class... Well, the time doesn't match up either. If there is a joint exam, it certainly won't fill the whole day of the course..."

"Looking at the follow-up, I might be looking for an assistant from among the senior students. It's still next week anyway. If you want to inquire, you will definitely be exposed..."

The two brothers exchanged words with each other, yawning and analyzing.

"Why are you crowding in there?"

Lee Jordan called to the two of them from a distance, "Hurry up and go to Professor McGonagall's class!"

"Okay, it'll be ready soon!"

The two dazed Weasleys immediately cheered up, "Please give in!"

They shouted their apologies as they made their way through the crowd to their friends, jogged toward the exit of the lounge, and disappeared.

"Why do they seem to know everything..."

In the mixed crowd, Ron looked confused as he watched his two brothers run away.

"Hagrid might know something -" Harry speculated hesitantly, "If there is any large-scale event, magical creatures must be used..."

"The professor seems to have said that using the words of senior students can easily lead to private conflicts or letting loose. After all, it is not a club... But I'm not sure about this..."

"It makes sense, let's go back and ask Hagrid!"

"Hermione?"

"ah?"

Hermione woke up with a start, and subconsciously covered the object in her hand, but Harry could still see it clearly.

It was a class schedule, and the place where the two marks were originally marked was marked again by something that looked extremely light and scrawled.

That was originally a conflicting course, but it happened to be on Wednesday...

'It seems that Hermione will have three classes in that class? Just kidding, I must have seen it wrong, how could it be possible? ’