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Cack, cack...

From the very beginning, a sound like a rodent gnawing its teeth had been echoing inside Hagrid's hut.

Albus Dumbledore tilted his head slightly, glancing at a certain white-furred furball who was sullenly chewing on the edge of his cup, making the wooden mug crackle. The corners of his wrinkled eyes couldn't help but twitch.

Dumbledore cleared his throat and looked back at Hagrid, saying, "Regarding what Miss Kaslana mentioned about *The Quibbler*, I don't think you need to reject it entirely, Hagrid. At least you could try sharing some knowledge about magical creatures and introducing the animals in the Forbidden Forest."

To ensure some peace and quiet in the near future, it was best to provide some assistance to *The Quibbler* as agreed.

Unlike his decisive refusal when faced with Aileen's invitation previously, this time, Hagrid hesitated slightly before nodding earnestly in agreement.

"Since Professor Dumbledore, you said so, then I'll give it a try."

"Besides that, Professor Kettleburn has expressed his desire to retire more than once, and I believe you, Hagrid, are a suitable substitute. Frankly speaking, whenever Hogwarts needs to recruit a professor, it is a very troublesome matter."

"Hogwarts' Care of Magical Creatures class?! Wait, Professor Dumbledore, I..."

Hagrid widened his eyes in surprise, waving his hands rapidly and instinctively refusing.

"Don't rush to refuse, Hagrid."

Albus Dumbledore raised his hand, interrupting Hagrid, and looked directly at the half-giant's face.

"I'm not saying it's now. You have at least a year or two to learn some teaching experience from Professor Kettleburn. I believe that by next year... or the year after at the latest, you should be able to be a qualified substitute Care of Magical Creatures professor."

"Uh, well... okay, I'll try my best."

Facing Albus Dumbledore's clear blue eyes, Hagrid fidgeted uncomfortably, took a deep breath, and nodded rather hesitantly – becoming a formal Hogwarts professor was something he never dared to dream of.

After confirming the main tasks for the day, the conversation proceeded much more smoothly.

Since Hagrid explicitly stated his refusal, Aileen didn't continue to discuss hunting in the Forbidden Forest. After all, in terms of pure strength, she was capable enough to move freely in the Forbidden Forest, even without Hagrid's help.

As for the only problem of navigation…

Hogwarts was such a large castle; Aileen refused to believe she could get lost in a small forest next to her own home—besides, she had her clever and smart hounds to lead the way.

Therefore, the rest of the conversation mainly involved discussing the content Hagrid would provide for the next issue of *The Quibbler*'s Magical Creature section, and briefly taking stock of the cute little creatures in the Forbidden Forest or near Hogwarts.

Considering the promotional effect of the first issue, after several selections, Aileen suggested that Hagrid use unicorns as the first magical creature to introduce. After all, unicorns were quite good in terms of both rarity and appearance.

"Then, Mr. Hagrid, I'm counting on you to find a unicorn. I'll bring Luna over tomorrow afternoon to take a few photos as image material for the next issue of *The Quibbler*."

Standing among the rubble outside Hagrid's hut, Aileen waved goodbye to Hagrid.

Luna Lovegood's favorite thing was magical creatures. If she knew she would have the opportunity to get up close and personal with those beautiful unicorns, Aileen estimated that her affinity would increase by a large margin.

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It was almost five o'clock in the afternoon when she left Hagrid's hut.

Aileen turned her head, glanced at Hagrid's hut, which was no longer visible, and suddenly stopped.

"Alright, you two... now take out all the toffee from your pockets."

"What candy? Take what out? What are you talking about?"

Grindelwald looked at Aileen with a bewildered expression, like an old wizard in the late stages of senile dementia.

At the same time, the expression on Dumbledore's face was also slightly subtle. He never expected that this little girl Aileen would be so thorough. No! He was the headmaster of Hogwarts, how could he be threatened by a little girl?

"Don't make me repeat myself. The treacle toffee you sneaked out of Hagrid's hut."

Aileen put her hands on her hips, looking coldly at the two strongest wizards in the magical world, ruthlessly.

"I tried one before, and the sugar content inside is too high. Such high-calorie candy is no less than a poison that could go off at any time for old people your age—you should be clear about how uncomfortable it felt when you had diabetes in Nurmengard Castle."

Glancing at Gellert Grindelwald, Aileen rubbed her eyebrows, her tone softening slightly.

In the past half month, in addition to learning magic, Aileen has also gained a certain understanding of many basic common sense in the magical world, especially the level of the medical magic field.

Overall, the development of medical care in the magical world has fallen into a rather bad fork in the road.

Compared to the complex and cumbersome medical classifications in the non-magical world, the medical field in the magical world can be mainly divided into two areas: magical damage treatment and non-magical disease treatment - there is no doubt that the cracking of spells and magical damage occupies most of the time and energy of top healers.

Compared with that, the magical world's treatment of some common diseases is obviously much simpler and rougher.

Ordinary trauma is mainly treated with various muscle regeneration potions and spells. Whether it is fractures, cuts, soft tissue contusions, or even amputations, they are all lumped together into the same area - in the magical world, unless it is a scar caused by dark magic, it is difficult to meet a disabled person in the magical world.

However, on the other hand, the magical world's research on non-surgical diseases can be said to be extremely backward.

From Aileen's point of view, it is almost still at the level of medieval witch doctors. Most of the potions and treatments are simply to solve pain and superficial disease reactions - treat headaches, treat foot pain, reduce fever... even heart disease, It is also forcibly carried over with the most versatile healing spell.

Occasionally, there are one or two cases of diseases that can be completely cured, and they are more like blind cats bumping into dead mice, and deducing from the results to the semi-black box "folk magic prescription" of the release process, and not really responding from the perspective of pathology.

Faced with this status quo, Aileen was not too surprised.

If she remembers correctly, even more than ten years later in the original book, Draco Malfoy's wife died of some unknown disease - omnipotent magic is not so "omnipotent" in the face of birth, old age, sickness and death.

In addition, the original book also mentioned some wizards who died of illness.

Although it seemed unsolvable at the time, decades later, there were mostly treatments or even cures. After all, the biggest difference between modern medicine and the magical world lies in the rapid advances in the non-magical world in the fields of micro-level and chemistry and physics in recent centuries.

Based on what Aileen has learned these days, she has at least determined that there are two diseases that have not yet found the correct solution in the magical world. The main coping methods are still treating the symptoms but not the root cause.

To be precise, it has not even been listed separately as a disease of an independent system - heart disease and diabetes.

However, with Aileen's popularization, Madam Pomfrey, the school nurse of Hogwarts, has gradually paid attention to the latter. After all, there are too many middle-aged and elderly people in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Even considering that the average life expectancy of wizards is higher than that of the non-magical world, the aging of Hogwarts faculty and staff is still a prominent problem. Even Severus Snape, the youngest dean in history, is now 31 years old.

Of course, as the only centenarian in Hogwarts (Otto Apocalyps, who falsely reported his age, and Professor Binns, who is in a soulless state, are not included in the statistics), Dumbledore is naturally the most concerned object of Madam Pomfrey. After hearing Aileen's proposed customized "healthy diet" plan, Showed a very high execution.

Therefore, in the past few days, Dumbledore has really not been able to eat even a little high-calorie and high-sugar snacks.

"Really can't keep any? Look, after so many years, I haven't..."

Dumbledore's long white beard trembled, looking helplessly at the one-meter-two little girl in front of him, without any of the majesty of a Hogwarts headmaster - he understood very well that in this situation, playing the emotional card was more useful than suppressing him with his identity as headmaster.

"No, you've already had enough to eat at Hagrid's hut before. Hurry up, I'm already taking care of your faces by not asking you to hand in the candy in front of others."

Aileen shook her head firmly, stretched out her little hand and spread it out in front of Dumbledore, clearly showing that there was no room for bargaining on this matter.

"Well then..."

Dumbledore and Grindelwald looked at each other, sighed helplessly, and reached out to grope in their pockets.

Just then, a cracking sound of air explosion suddenly came from not far away.

"Mr. Dumbledore, Mr. Dumbledore! Something bad happened! The students are fighting again!"

A panicked house-elf suddenly appeared in front of the three, waving his hands in a panic, with two big eyes protruding like ping pong balls full of fear and anxiety.

"What? They're fighting again?!"

Dumbledore's face straightened, and he subconsciously glanced at Aileen, who had an innocent look on her face, his brows furrowed high.

Aileen had been with the two of them from noon to afternoon. In principle, there should be no other source of trouble in Hogwarts School, so how could something still happen?

"Speak slowly, say it little by little. Where, how many students, do you know why? Is it Hufflepuff and Slytherin again? Have the other professors and deans been notified?"

"Was anyone injured? What's the scale this time?"

Noticing the seriousness on Dumbledore's face, Grindelwald stopped his movements without showing any traces, turned his head and looked at the house-elf in the same way, and asked quickly - as a healer in the Hogwarts school infirmary, and the Hogwarts Castle administrator, this matter naturally falls within his responsibilities.

"The specific reason is not very clear, but this time it's Gryffindor and Ravenclaw."

The house-elf twisted the napkin "clothes" in front of his chest nervously, answering stutteringly.

"The location was originally next to the Quidditch pitch, on the Gryffindor's vegetable field. It seems that a Gryffindor first-year student found someone stealing their potatoes... Later, I don't know how, the students ran to the Ravenclaw Tower to fight. As for the scope, this time it's much more serious than the previous one."

Shivering a little in fear, the house-elf glanced at Dumbledore, whose face was as dark as water, and continued, "Gryffindor's potato field was not badly damaged, but it seems that about half of Ravenclaw's orchard has been destroyed. Now those Ravenclaw students are almost going crazy. All the girls in the college rushed out of the tower and chased after the Gryffindor students... As for where they are fighting now, I am not very clear..."

Sure enough, after hearing only half of it, Aileen secretly stuck out her tongue - so it was stealing vegetables that got them beaten.

Just as she guessed, although theoretically, each college can enjoy a good-sized dish as long as they carefully plant their own vegetable garden, the desires of people are changeable and difficult to restrain.

There is no doubt that after eating vegetable and fruit platters for a whole week, some Ravenclaw boys probably finally did not overcome the little demons in their hearts, and wanted to sneak into the next college to dig up a few potatoes when no one was paying attention.

You must know that fighting in the magical world is not comparable to the non-magical world. The accuracy of young wizards when "fighting" has always been a very problematic thing. It is inevitable to accidentally injure some flowers and plants between offense and defense.

In addition, the Gryffindor little lions have always been rash, chasing the "potato thieves" all the way, and it is not unimaginable to accidentally chase them into someone else's territory - what's more, from some time ago, there have been sporadic thefts in the Ravenclaw College orchard.

"What?! These children, what, what's wrong with them this year..."

Dumbledore's breath suddenly stagnated, and he felt another burst of stuffiness in his chest.

"In which direction?! Take me there quickly!"

Tsk tsk tsk...

Looking at the two centenarians who ran away wildly, Aileen smacked her lips with pity.

Although according to her initial guess, she originally thought that the Slytherin College would be the first to have conflicts, she didn't expect that life would be more creative and comedic than planned - she can't be blamed for this.

Hmm, wait... it seems like I forgot something...

Aileen blinked, looked at the backs of the two old wizards who were about to disappear, especially the back of someone who seemed quite happy to be leaving, and suddenly reacted.

"Hey! You two, leave the candy first! Don't think that just because something happened, you can escape with the candy!"

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