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[Hogwarts Education Completion Project—Temporary Employment Contract]

Client: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Project Goal: To improve the school's teaching quality, therefore… (omitted below)

Special Note: All employed personnel are considered temporary faculty members of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry during the contract period, and are protected by Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry to a certain extent, conditionally and temporarily free from the constraints of the "Protection Law."

The following is a list of employed personnel: (real name verification, with magical effect)

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[Ministry of Magic Seal, Hogwarts Seal]

Aileen carefully examined the parchment in her hand, gently flicking it with her finger, listening to the soft "pop" sound it made, and a rather satisfied and happy expression appeared on her face—since entering the Headmaster's office, this was finally some good news.

"So, how many are there in total?"

"Currently, there are two hundred, but I estimate that each one can hold roughly a hundred names."

Albus Dumbledore stood up, opened the cabinet behind him, revealing a thick stack of parchment inside.

At the end of each parchment, a faint magical luster flickered. Obviously, if nothing went wrong, each one, like the blank employment contract in Aileen's hand, would have a complete series of Ministry of Magic seals.

"The first batch of personnel transfers should be more than enough."

Aileen nodded vigorously, a charming and adorable smile blooming on her delicate face.

Without a doubt, collecting such a large number of blank Ministry of Magic stamped documents, the whole process was definitely not as easy as Dumbledore made it seem on the surface—but since Dumbledore didn't mention it, she would just silently keep it in mind.

"As long as it's enough."

Dumbledore imperceptibly breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the little witch in front of him with a gentle gaze, as excited as if she had received a holiday gift. He shook his head inwardly, this child's hobbies and gifts are not something that ordinary people can satisfy.

"However, I am curious… is it necessary for us to accept so many foreigners? Miss Casselana, you should know that Hogwarts is not a refugee shelter. Providing basic food aid is already our limit."

"You will understand later, Professor Dumbledore, they are the most precious treasures in the human world!"

Aileen nodded quite seriously, counting on her fingers the next targets to focus on.

"Soviet Institute of Experimental Physics, Viktor Scientific Center, Steklov Mathematical Institute, Leningrad Radium Institute, Dubna Joint Institute for Nuclear Research, Landau Institute, Mendeleev Institute…"

To be honest, the 10,000 people she casually mentioned to Professor Dumbledore was actually a conservative estimate.

In her previous life, since the collapse of the Soviet Union, countless former Soviet researchers have fallen into the hands of civilians, mysteriously disappeared, moved abroad, or evaporated into thin air due to various accidents. If you really want to calculate the number, the entire staff of the Mikoyan Design Bureau alone would exceed 10,000.

Of course, the number of core researchers may be slightly less, but it is still not something Hogwarts can swallow in one gulp.

After counting those large fields of韭菜 (jiǔ cài - chives, a metaphor for people who are repeatedly exploited) Aileen subconsciously wiped the non-existent saliva from the corner of her mouth. Her cheeks were dyed with a faint blush due to excitement. After regaining her senses, she continued,

"My only concern at the moment is whether the American non-magical community will become more vigilant about the magical world due to the disappearance of these people, or even encourage the Magical Congress of the United States to come over to put pressure on us and snatch people—honestly, war may even break out."

Aileen put down the parchment in her hand and said in a deep voice.

However, unlike before, this time she directly turned her gaze to Grindelwald, the meaning was self-evident.

As a peace-loving high school principal, Dumbledore's personal strength is worthy of respect, but in terms of the management of comprehensive military forces, he is really too poor, even inferior to a standard unit of Death Eaters.

Therefore, when it comes to military assistance, he can only rely on the "Devil King Army" of the first generation Dark Lord—in fact, this is also where Aileen's confidence in expanding her goals lies. The "Sunset Red Army of Saints" is still quite trustworthy.

Whether it is the construction of magical conveyor belts for long-distance transportation of personnel and materials in the future, or the advance laying of the Soviet shop supply chain, or even the confrontation with American wizards who come to snatch people, it will all be done by those old grandpas.

"Hmm? There will be such consequences? You didn't say that before…"

Hearing those two "sensitive words," Albus Dumbledore subconsciously frowned, his expression hesitant.

For some reason, he had a hunch that any information that came out of Aileen's mouth, even if it only had a one-in-ten-thousand chance, must be given one hundred percent attention—this was the experience that Dumbledore had gradually explored and summarized after experiencing fifty-eight heartaches in the past two months.

"Don't think too much about it, Albus, they are just a few Muggle scholars who can't even get enough to eat."

However, before Aileen could continue to explain, a disdainful sneer came from the old man's ear.

Gellert Grindelwald grinned, shaking his head helplessly, with a disdainful look on his face.

"Aileen, you are a witch who is gradually maturing. Sometimes, don't always be alarmist and exaggerate facts. At least you don't have to flaunt it in front of me and Albus. The so-called Muggle wisdom is not as mysterious as I think."

"…"

Aileen turned her head and glanced at Grindelwald silently.

Although old potato (老土豆 lǎo tǔ dòu - old potato, a nickname for Grindelwald) was indeed helping her explain, but… it seemed like something was wrong?

Receiving the "cry for help" signal in the girl's eyes, the smile on Grindelwald's face became even brighter.

"That's right, the power of one person alone is difficult to affect this world. Not to mention 10,000 people, even 100,000 people, in a war, it is just a slightly shocking number."

"Wizards don't need to consider the feelings of Muggles too much…"

Grindelwald casually caressed the wand in his hand, his eyes flashing with a dangerous and proud light.

"Perhaps Muggles have some cleverness in certain fields, but at the individual level, they are no different from the slugs you use in potions class. If the Soviet Magical Interior Department and the American Magical Congress don't come out to make trouble, only ten wizards are needed to tie all those Muggles back."

In fact, in Grindelwald's view, if it weren't to make Aileen happy, and also to take into account Dumbledore's feelings, he would be too lazy to care about the life and death of any Muggle experts—even old guys like Nicolas Flamel were not particularly valued by him, let alone a group of ordinary people without the power to bind a Cerberus.

"…Yes, yes, yes, you are right!"

Aileen glanced at Grindelwald with a proud face, twitched the corner of her mouth, and did not choose to argue on this issue.

After all, the current situation is that she is temporarily allied with Grindelwald, and arguing with the old devil king is of no benefit to her, and such verbal disputes have no great significance regardless of winning or losing.

Anyway, after those former Soviet big shots arrive at Hogwarts, find a way to arrange a few mathematics and physics listening classes for the first generation Dark Lord, and let him experience the breadth and depth of science and its boundlessness.

"Then another question, is our planned work on selecting the location for the reception station and the form of implementation going smoothly?"

Aileen pouted and smoothly turned the topic to Grindelwald.

"Uh, well… slightly, there are some historical legacy issues. But it's not a big problem…"

To Aileen's surprise, Grindelwald, who had been full of confidence before, suddenly stiffened his face, showing a distressed expression, and the tone in his words instantly weakened, showing a rare awkwardness and hesitation.

Huh?!

This situation, it seems… something went wrong?!

Aileen, who had just asked casually, frowned heavily, and her expression immediately became serious.

"This is not a joke! This is the most important link, there must be no problems, what happened!?"

"Uh, actually it's nothing serious…"

Grindelwald touched his nose, hesitated for a moment, and spread his hands to explain.

"Aileen, do you know why the current Soviet Ministry of Magic is so weak, and why there is a serious gap in the entire European magical education, and even some countries almost disbanded their magical schools?"

"Actually, these gaps were all created by us back then…"

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Chapter Two, Gu Ya~

Hmm, this chapter is released, thank you to dear Yingxue for helping me find so many beautiful pictures~

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