"Build your own newspaper and publish your own voice?" Barbara blinked: "Isn't this just a matter of publishing a few articles? Why do you have to trouble setting up a newspaper? Operation and management take up a lot of time, and our family just wants to have a news channel and make some money by the way. The fastest update."

"The achievements and history of the Lemay family in alchemy ensure your voice. Even if Mr. Nick chose to stay in seclusion and deliberately reduced the exposure, it did not weaken your voice. I am a Chinese and came here from all the way. Barbara, how many people would listen to my words?"

"Why won't anyone listen?" Barbara blurted out, but then frowned and slowly calmed down: "If it were your Mike, I think it would still affect some people. But there is one thing you are right. As a Chinese, not many people care about it here. You are too far away and too behind."

"How do you think I am, too, very behind?"

Barbara shook her head vigorously and shook her ponytail. "Of course not! Oh... You want to do something in this regard, I probably understand. I heard about some things at the Paris Peace Conference, and you really have no way to speak. Grandpa Grandpa also said that the Paris conference will only bring a greater threat of war, and ignoring the dragons in the East is extremely wrong. But don't expect Grandpa to speak for you. He just commented a few random words at home, and refused to recognize it after leaving the door."

"Haha, I understand. So I want to open some newspapers, earn some money to support myself, and at critical moments there is a place to publish articles." Zhao Mai said: "Magic has no borders, but wizards have them. I also hope to go back to China to see my family one day!"

"Family? Are you 9,900 years old? Your family is still there?" Barbara said, pinching the corner of her clothes, "Who else is there in your family?"

"My parents are still here, and they have younger brothers and sisters." Zhao Mai sighed: "It's a pity that they have been hit by the Forgotten Curse and no longer remember me. This is also the reason why I oppose the Forgotten Curse."

"It's so pitiful... Then I'll help you. But I can't represent the ideas at home. I can only introduce you to some middlemen who can be used, mainly dealing with Muggles." Barbara stood up, waved her fist and said, "Don't worry, I'm always on your side."

"Thank you, Barbara." Zhao Mai said.

What kind of person you will feel like when you are with. Barbara's youthful vitality makes "Nine Thousand Years" Zhao Mai feel relaxed and happy, and even improves his learning efficiency. At dusk, after all the courses at Hogwarts, Zhao Mai comes to Dumbledore's office.

Phoenix Fox helped him open the door, then flapped his wings before snatching it, leaving a cube of hot ashes in the dog's mouth. "It's time! Let you bully that bird." Zhao Mai gently kicked the reserve grain in the butt.

"Is it Mike? Come in, what's the matter to me?" Dumbledore was bent over and facing a silver washbasin, with the liquid inside flashing with silver light spots. He lit his temple with his wand, gently whirling, pulling out some thoughts like a marshmallow, and then throwing them into the basin.

"Meditation Basin? How old are you worried about bad memory?" Zhao Mai said with a smile.

"I'm worried that I'll forget something, or that time goes back again... I have to remember, so that I can learn." Dumbledore lighted the basin with his wand, chanting a mantra that Zhao Mai had never heard before. The meditation basin disappeared with a whistle, and when it appeared again, it was empty.

"Hide it far enough to not be in this space, maybe it can be avoided." Dumbledore put away his wand, patted his hands and asked, "Mac, what's the matter with me?"

"It's about a spell, the phantom shifting." Zhao Mai said: "I have encountered a bottleneck recently and don't know a few things, so I want to ask someone. If I can use it and let me experience the phantom shifting feeling, I may be able to solve the problem."

"Oh, of course this is OK. Of course I will help with all the things about learning." Dumbledore said with a smile: "There is no phantom movement on the campus of Hogwarts, so we still have to walk on it with two feet for a while and leave the school scope."

The two of them walked shoulder to shoulder towards the Forbidden Forest, which was the closest road to the "Forbidden Forest Zone". The magic robe brushed across the stone floor and made a rustling sound. Several passing students waved their hands high and greeted them from afar.

"You are becoming more and more popular. Jeff Bell said a lot of good things about you. You are basically the most popular classmate and your mystery adds some points to this image." Dumbledore's blue eyes flashed: "Mac, what do you want to do after graduation?"

"I? Run a pharmacy, or walk around and take a look, everything is not settled yet. What's wrong?"

"Stay at Hogwarts as a teacher." Dumbledore suddenly said, making Zhao Mai mentally unprepared. "I heard the news that the Ministry of Magic has the intention to graduate. I am worried that you will leave at that time and will not be able to find it."

"Teaching? I've been teaching for less than a year in total. You asked me to teach? And my curse is different from most people. How do you teach students?" Zhao Mai scratched his head and said jokingly: "If Hogwarts has physical education classes, I can be a teacher."

"Then let's just say that."

"Wait, what's the matter?" Zhao Mai hurriedly grabbed Dumbledore, "This is not a joke. Do you really want me to be a teacher at Hogwarts? I'm not so leisurely..."

"Mike, you have to have an identity in the wizarding world, and Hogwarts is the best safe haven, and you will understand it later. This is not just me. Principal Dippet also has this idea, so let me ask you about your words." Dumbledore said: "Although Principal Dippet is more conservative in some things, he is still very good to the students. I didn't know why he had this idea, but he certainly didn't want to harm you."

"Has the Ministry of Magic put some pressure on it?" Zhao Mai snorted and said coldly: "They really can't do anything serious!"

"Don't imagine it out of thin air, that's not a rigorous style." Dumbledore said: "Principal Dippet specifically said that you should be a teacher directly, and even the process of teaching assistants is exempted, which means that things are more urgent. He proposed the Black Magic Defense Class, what do you think?"

"It's better to be a physical education class. I don't want to mislead people..." Zhao Mai said to Dumbledore: "My black magic defense can't be taught to others, unless you want to see that all students are weird people who are strong first. By the way, I'm really good at this if there are any courses related to domesticating animals."
Chapter completed!