"Mr. Sen. Tang."

"We are pleased to inform you that due to your great contribution to the British wizarding community, your application to be appointed professor of Divination at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry has been approved. Please come back in January 1996."

Arrive at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry before May 5th. Dolores Umbridge, Senior Investigator and Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, will be responsible for your interview."

"If there are any unexpected circumstances that require the date to be postponed, please send us a letter via owl in advance."

"Attachment: Since you don't know much about the British wizarding world, I will send my assistant Percy Weasley to the Leaky Cauldron in the near future. Likewise, if you change your address, please write to us via owl in advance."

"Cornelly Fudge."

"Minister of Magic."

"Member of the Order of Merlin, First Class."

Tang Sen put down the letter in his hand and showed a satisfied smile.

It only took Tangson five days to go from being an illegal immigrant to a so-called person who made a huge contribution to the British wizarding world.

Facts have proved that the British Ministry of Magic is very efficient in certain matters, such as accepting political donations. What Townsend did was very simple. He found the address of the Ministry of Magic official, bought an owl, and wrote a letter

letter, enclosing a gift.

Tang Sen does this kind of thing with ease.

He still remembered the smile on the face of the Commissioner from the Ministry of Magic who came to inspect yesterday when he left. Under the attack of a large bag of bulging gold galleons, the other party did not even try to verify whether Tang Sen could do divination.

It's not important anyway. For the Ministry of Magic, it can not only collect money but also weaken Dumbledore's control over Hogwarts. What else is there to be dissatisfied about?

They don't care why this wizard from the east has so many gold galleons, that's what the fairies should care about.

Gold Galleons, as a magical currency forged by goblins, have been circulating in the magic world for thousands of years. No one knows how many gold Galleons are hidden in which family in which place. The treasury of Lord Gu Ling in London alone is probably

There are enough Galleons hidden to fill the entire Diagon Alley.

No one likes goblins.

After putting down the letter from the Minister of Magic, Townsend opened the sealing wax of the next letter.

"Dear Mr. Sen Tang."

"I have carefully considered your proposed cooperation. I think it will be of great benefit to the work of the Ministry of Magic and the security of the entire British wizarding community."

"The Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures is happy to entrust you with the care of those difficult to handle and extremely dangerous magical creatures. Please inform the Department of the specific delivery address as soon as possible."

"Pearson Morris."

"Director of the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures."

"Member of the Order of Merlin, Second Class."

The tone of the director of the Department for the Management and Control of Magical Creatures was obviously more cordial in the letter. After all, Townsend spent more money on him than Minister Fudge.

"It seems that we are ready to start our journey to Hogwarts."

In the past few days, Tang Sen has been trying to learn the spells in the magic book. The progress cannot be said to be rapid, it can only be said that there is no gain. On the contrary, Smaug has learned vocabulary and observed the conversations of the guests in the Leaky Cauldron.

I can speak a few sentences in the simplest English.

The ability given by the audience sequence is really gifted in learning language.

In the afternoon, Percy Weasley, the commissioner of the Ministry of Magic, came to the Leaky Cauldron. At this time, Townsend was sitting at the bar, listening to Old Tom chatting endlessly about various gossips about the wizarding world.

"Oh, little Weasley." He obviously didn't like the commissioner of the Ministry of Magic very much. He raised his head slightly and looked at the person through his nostrils: "I heard that you severed ties with the Weasley family in order to get promoted?"

Townsend looked over and saw that the assistant to the Minister of Magic had neatly styled short red hair, was tall and thin, and was neatly dressed.

He pretended not to hear Old Tom's sarcasm, walked up to Tang Sen, and said: "Mr. Tang, I am Percy Weasley, Assistant Minister of Magic. Minister Fudge asked me to come to meet you."

"Huh?" Old Tom opened his mouth wide: "Don, did I hear you correctly? When did you get involved with Fudge?"

Naturally, Tang Sen did not share his operations in the past few days with Old Tom, and he will not share them now. He just smiled and said: "I am a fortune teller, Mr. Tom."

"Diviners are respected everywhere. Apparently, the Minister of Magic contacted me earlier than Principal Dumbledore."

"But -" Old Tom wanted to say something, but he looked at Percy Weasley and swallowed back what he wanted to say, and said: "Okay, then you are going to divine Fudge?"

"Of course not." Tang Sen stood up and gently placed two gold galleons on the bar. "Today's pie is still delicious. I hope I have the opportunity to taste it again in the future."

He buttoned up his suit, put on his exquisite top hat, and straightened out the wrinkles on his clothes.

"Actually, I have to go to Hogwarts, I have an interview."

He smiled at Old Tom and said, "I said, I plan to become the Divination professor at Hogwarts."

"Of course I know. I thought you had to wait for the next school year for Dumbledore to meet you." Old Tom stammered as he looked at the well-dressed, upright-looking Asian man in front of him who looked calm and indifferent.

Said: "How did you do it?"

"Soothsayers always have a way."

Townsend turned around and said, "Mr. Weasley, thank you for coming to pick me up. We can set off now."

"You can call me Percy, Mr. Tang." Percy Weasley nodded politely and said, "I have applied for permission to use the Floo network leading to Hogwarts. We can go directly through

Fireplace went to Undersecretary Umbridge's office. Oh, in Hogwarts we call her Professor Umbridge more appropriately."

Since Townsend came from the East, which had little exchanges with Britain or even the Ministry of Magic in Europe, Percy Weasley even thoughtfully explained to Townsend how to use Floo powder——

Stand in the fireplace, grab a handful of Floo powder, clearly say the name of the destination, and then sprinkle it.

This is a magical magic prop. To be honest, many of the magic spells and magic props in this world are extremely magical, involving space, time, and even life span and soul, but the combat effectiveness of wizards seems unimaginative.

At least one thing in the witch's diary is right. Wizards rarely study the nature of magic in depth and are accustomed to using ready-made and mature spells.

I know it, but I don’t know why.

"Hogwarts!"

Tang Sen read out his destination clearly, and then sprinkled Floo powder under his feet.

Green flames ignited from under his feet, and Tang Sen felt his belly button pulling his whole body up. The space was distorted, accompanied by extreme discomfort, like a roller coaster illusion.

He tried hard to stabilize the uncomfortable feeling. After a moment, he felt that the environment around him had changed.

I am still standing in the fireplace, and in front of me is a room decorated with flowers.

Please forgive Tang Sen for he can only use the word "flowery" to describe this room. Whether it is a desk, a cabinet or a chair, everything is covered with lace dropcloths and tablecloths, showing an uncomfortable pink color.<

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The walls were covered with decorative plates, and on each plate there was a brightly colored big cat with different bows hanging on their necks, and pairs of vertical pupils staring at them.

Come here.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Tang."

A high-pitched voice sounded from the side, allowing Tang Sen to finally take his eyes off the plates. Maintaining a calm posture, he walked out of the fireplace and saw a woman sitting behind the desk.

She was wearing a dazzling red printed robe, she was short and fat, and she had a pink bow on her head.

Damn it, Tang Sen now completely agrees with what Old Tom said. Using a toad to describe this person is simply an insult to those lovely pets!

"I am worried about the next professor of Divination. You should have heard that I have long planned to expel Trelawney, the liar, from Hogwarts. Obviously everyone knows that she is wasting the resources of the Ministry of Magic.

."

She stood up and walked in front of Tang Sen with small steps. She raised her head and said with a smile on her face: "Minister Fudge met with me in person and highly praised your achievements in divination and his choice.

There is never anything wrong, and I believe that we will be very happy getting along with each other in the future."

She stretched out her hand and said:

"By the way, I forgot to introduce myself, I am Dolores Umbridge, Senior Undersecretary of the Ministry of Magic, Senior Investigator of Hogwarts and Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"Of course, you can just call me by my name, Dolores."
Chapter completed!