New News from the Three Brooms Bar

Inside the Three Broomsticks bar, a silence fell over the professors' round table. Flitwick and Professor Sprout looked at each other, neither speaking for a moment, only listening to the indistinct sounds coming from outside the window.

That was Professor McGonagall lecturing Fred.

"Unlawful spellcasting...unauthorized dueling...pushing a classmate up a tree...do you guys not want to continue going to school? I can't imagine how your mother will feel if she hears about this..."

"...Confinement, that's for sure, but you don't need to come to Hogsmeade again. Perhaps this will allow you to reflect on your actions..."

In a few words, Fred and the others' voices disappeared from outside the window, leaving only Professor McGonagall's stern voice, intermittently carrying an unquenchable anger.

However, upon hearing her words, the professors at the round table all breathed a sigh of relief.

"At least they won't have the chance to buy dung balls anymore," Victor said quietly.

"That's right, those dung balls are so effective that sometimes even a cleansing spell isn't enough to make them work," Professor Sprout nodded in agreement. "Even though I often need to add dragon dung when growing herbs, I don't want to keep smelling that odor in the corridor."

"They've practically monopolized all the misbehavior at Hogwarts these past few years. If these two Weasleys could focus more on their studies, the misbehavior could probably be reduced even further."

"After all, they spend half of their free time breaking school rules, and the other half in solitary confinement."

Professor Flitwick pinpointed the problem, then shook his head deeply, seemingly feeling particularly helpless about Weasley and his friends' behavior.

Hagrid and Professor Sprout immediately nodded in agreement, clearly deeply impressed by Fred and his friends' personalities. Even Victor expressed his approval—if Fred and his friends weren't so keen on breaking school rules, the Marauder's Map wouldn't have ended up in his hands.

Immediately, the professors felt much closer to each other and started chatting casually.

In fact, their presence at the Three Broomsticks pub was at Professor McGonagall's invitation to get closer to her. After all, apart from the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, who changes every year, the new professors of other subjects stay at Hogwarts for a considerable period, and even if they leave in the future, they will still have other interactions.

The professors at Hogwarts are almost all among the best wizards in their respective fields, and exchanging ideas with each other may bring magical inspiration.

Just then, Rosmerta, the proprietress of the Three Broomsticks pub, walked over with an air of elegance. She was a woman dressed in a fitted wizard's robe, with a gentle and dignified appearance.

"Here you are, Professor Flitwick, your redcurrant cocktail."

"Thanks."

"And Professor Sprout's Irish cocktail, Mr. Hagrid's ale, and this... Professor Victor's butterbeer."

Rosmerta thought for a moment before remembering Victor's name, smiled gently at him, and handed him the wooden mug of butterbeer.

"Thank you." Victor nodded slightly.

But after putting down the cup, Rosmerta didn't leave immediately. Instead, she looked at Victor with great interest and asked curiously:

"Professor Victor, is your full name Victor Vanderbohm? The Gringotts advisor?"

"A consultant at Gringotts?" Hagrid, who was taking a big gulp of ale, asked in surprise without even putting down his glass. "Gringotts has consultants? I thought they only had goblin employees and a few unravelers sent out to find gold—Bill of the Weasleys is one of them."

"Yes, the news just came out at noon today." Rosmerta nodded affirmatively, took out a magazine, and opened to the first page.

The magazine's title was: "Singing a Different Tune."

Professors Flitwick and Sprout also curiously came over to take a look.

The title read:

[Breaking News: Gringotts Hires Wizard Consultant with High Salary, Identity Remains a Mystery!]

"Ah, I've heard of this magazine," Professor Sprout couldn't help but say. "The contents seem to be somewhat based on personal imagination."

"But there's some interesting content, at least the news itself is true," Rosmerta said with a smile.

While they chatted, Victor glanced at the magazine and quickly read the opening article. It read:

"On the morning of September 7, I received an unbelievable message: Gringotts Diagon Alley added a new position to its internal job posting this month, called 'General Investment Advisor,' who will be responsible for directly guiding Gringotts' trading activities in the materials market and other markets."

"According to a reliable source (a goblin), Gringotts places great importance on this position, often consulting advisors before large transactions and even suspending them until a response is received, contrary to the goblins' past aversion to wizards. Even more surprisingly, this position is directly above the Gringotts branch manager, essentially making them the de facto head of Gringotts' operations!"

"This naturally raises questions about the advisor's identity. In fact, upon closer investigation, I discovered that the advisor is none other than Mr. Victor Vanderbohm, the new Professor of Divination at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!"

"Given the experience of the previous Divination Professor, Ms. Trelawney, the magical world is largely skeptical of divination. Yet Mr. Vanderbom enjoys an excellent reputation among the fairies. There must be some ulterior motive behind this."

"And this conspiracy might be—Mr. Vanderbom is a goblin who has become a wizard! The evidence is that he has gained the goblins' unusual trust, and his temperament is said to be quite peculiar. More importantly, he has never publicly declared that he is not a goblin..."

By the end, both Professor Sprout and Professor Flitwick fell into a silent silence, while Hagrid even laughed out loud, finding the guess utterly ridiculous.

Only Victor silently raised an eyebrow.

...After coming into this world, this was the first time someone had guessed that he wasn't human.

Perhaps this represents a special kind of spirituality?

He glanced at the signature casually and remembered the name Xenophilius Lovegood.

As he looked at the signature, Ms. Rosmerta said in a gentle voice:

"I remember this Mr. Lovegood. When he was in school, he would often go to the bar and write some strange things, and sometimes he would share them with another girl."

Then, she looked at Victor with even greater curiosity: "I know the idea of ​​fairies turning into humans is nonsense, but are you really an advisor to Gringotts?"

"Yes."

Victor didn't deny it, calmly nodding, which drew surprised looks from the other professors around him. Facing their curious gazes, Victor said:

"The fairies do consult me ​​about the trading market, mostly asking which magical materials they should buy to make a profit. I use divination to tell them which is the best..."

"It's similar to the role of a sage of the kingdom or a fairy godmother, using magic to avert risks for people. This is something the fairies asked me to do."

"...Why are you all looking at me like that? Is there a problem?"