"No, according to Professor McGonagall, the future attrition rate will be at least twenty percent..."

The parents gradually left the classrooms in the corridors of Hogwarts Castle, each with a heavy sense of anxiety between their brows.

Mr. Granger frowned and said in a low voice to several companions next to him.

Meanwhile, in the classroom behind them, Professor McGonagall was still surrounded by a group of parents, trying hard to explain various issues.

However, compared to the other parents, they obviously had a more suitable person to ask:

Aileen Kaslana, one of the participants in Hogwarts' new curriculum.

"And if they don't pass the assessment, it's almost equivalent to being 'exiled' from the magical world. What are those professors planning?"

"Didn't you hear? Comprehensive improvement of teaching depth and breadth to enhance our overall competitiveness."

Aileen explained helplessly. If it weren't for the sake of Little Beaver, she wouldn't bother answering the same question several times.

"From now on, Hogwarts courses will involve a large number of basic disciplines outside the magical world in addition to magical knowledge. Those eliminations and job losses won't affect our batch."

"Well, that's true. Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic have responded very promptly in this regard. But—"

Mr. Granger nodded slightly, pondered for a few seconds, and then continued thoughtfully.

"I wonder if Professor McGonagall was hinting that if you can't find suitable jobs in the magical world in the future, you might consider the non-magical world?"

"After all, the wizarding world hardly uses the knowledge from the non-magical world, right? Those new teaching contents sound more like insurance..."

"Of course not—"

Aileen raised her finger and shook it left and right, casually flicking a spark of fire from her fingertip, which exploded in mid-air.

The next second, a misty, moist water vapor came over her face, silently brushing past everyone's cheeks.

"The essence of magic lies in thought, and the depth of thought naturally affects the strength of magic."

"For example, consciously igniting hydrogen is very different from simply making a 'bang'. For example, the magic Professor McGonagall performed before the parents' meeting—"

"Mrs. Abbott should be able to see that those conventional spells could never achieve that effect. Professor McGonagall said in a previous public academic speech that it was a 'new era' advanced Transfiguration formed based on mathematical model composite construction, multivariate deformation substitution, and other methods. There are many similar examples, spells, potions, astronomy, Defense Against the Dark Arts... it seems to be the same everywhere."

"As for where we will go after graduation, and whether we will participate in work involving non-magical fields..."

Aileen glanced at Lucius Malfoy, who was not far behind them, and deliberately raised her voice slightly.

"As Neville's grandmother said, these are naturally issues for the Ministry of Magic, Hogwarts, and those at the top of the magical world to consider."

"In fact, I vaguely heard Professor Apocalyps mention that many ancient and mysterious magical families are already working to solve this dilemma. Perhaps the situation will not be so severe by the time we graduate. After all, that's at least five or six years from now. Maybe by then wizards will even be helping treat some intractable diseases in Muggle hospitals?"

"...Wizards, uh, the magical world... also has doctors?"

Mr. Granger was stunned for half a second and asked subconsciously.

"Yes, St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries is in London, Dad. Didn't I tell you before—"

Hermione rolled her eyes and replied before Aileen could answer, "But there are no dentists in the magical world. Correcting teeth only requires a simple spell—"

"Anyway, you're not allowed! Magical orthodontics has no scientific basis!"

Mr. Granger choked suddenly, then glared at his rebellious daughter with some embarrassment and frowned seriously.

"Dentistry involves complex head nerves, bones, and even muscle and nerve problems. Superficial correction of orientation and size is simply messing around!"

"Ah, right, right, right—anyway, you just don't like that there is no 'dentist' category among healers."

Hermione shrugged her shoulders and replied indifferently. Anyway, after this parents' meeting, she would definitely be lectured when she went back for the summer vacation.

Under the influence of a certain senior witch, she also learned the legendary "laying flat"大法 (Dafa - great method) - anyway, she was going to be lectured, so she might as well directly refute whatever she wanted to refute in advance, otherwise it would be too much of a loss.

Sure enough, Mr. Granger had no power to fight back in front of the "new version" of Hermione. With the "war" between the Granger father and daughter, the doubts that originally surrounded Aileen naturally had no possibility of being explored further. Most of Mr. Granger's energy quickly shifted to dealing with his rebellious daughter's active provocation.

"..."

Benitez fell into a strange silence as he watched the sudden father-daughter conflict in front of him.

He clearly saw a familiar rebellion and arrogance in Miss Granger that made his temples throb.

As the true instigator and root of all evil, the only thing Benitez could do now was to silently offer his blessings, hoping that Mr. Granger's psychological adjustment ability would be stronger.

After all, unlike him back then, Aileen and others were at least young witches who knew magic - even if Miss Granger was not so mischievous, but under the instigation and influence of a certain little rascal, her ability to create trouble and retort can be said to surpass her predecessors, but they, as fathers, had lost the ultimate deterrent measures in advance.

As for Hannah and Mrs. Abbott, they were far away from the edge of the vortex, whispering something with the Lovegood father and daughter.

The two young witches were the class president and vice president of second grade B class. Taking advantage of this parents' meeting, there were naturally quite a few issues that the two parents could discuss.

Of course, more importantly...

Mrs. Abbott was still trying to get more detailed information about the "mysterious organization" from Xenophilius.

Just as she had learned in pubs and newspapers, Mr. Lovegood seemed absurd and unpretentious, but his words were full of profound mechanisms everywhere.

What "Foundation," what "Humanity Preservation Organization," what "Far East Magic Society," what "Clock Tower"...

In just a few minutes, Mr. Lovegood mentioned at least six or seven organizations that sounded very powerful, all of which she had never heard of in the Leaky Cauldron before. If it were normal times, Mrs. Abbott would have regarded the other party as a crazy person or a drunkard with delusions, but Mr. Lovegood could describe many detailed details and regulations.

With Xenophilius's various stories, Mrs. Abbott's eyes gradually became confused, and she even gradually forgot the purpose of her initial inquiry.

"..."

Well, that side behind is also falling.

Benitez retracted his gaze from Mrs. Abbott, who was gradually losing resistance, and shook his head gently.

This was not surprising. If Mr. Lovegood was really a member of the "Major Arcana," then he would at least be comparable to the previous two wizards (ghosts).

It seemed that the task of finding out the truth and slightly restraining a few young witches could only be done by...

"Ahem, Mr. Kaslana, please stop—"

Just then, a light cough suddenly came from behind Benitez.

And... some strange way of addressing him.

He turned around in confusion and saw a middle-aged wizard dressed like an old-fashioned English gentleman standing in the shadows of a corner not far away.

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Hooray!