The Appalachian Mountains in eastern North America are beautiful and fascinating, forming a natural barrier between the eastern coastal strip and the vast lowlands of the interior of the continent, where there are countless trees, countless creatures, and countless The National Forest, as well as some unsolved murders—and, of course, most importantly, the headquarters of the U.S. Bureau of Mystery Control.

Deep in the forest to the south, there is an unremarkable abandoned log cabin that looks like it will be haunted, and it is indeed haunted here.

"Ah!" Mr. Hawthorne in a tuxedo, the ghost guarding the door, rubbed his nose. He looked quite excited, and stopped the staff who were about to enter the elevator to chat, "Wang, you saw me yesterday for you. Any recommended horror movies?"

Wang glanced at the axe on Mr. Hawthorne's head, and shook his head calmly, "Sorry, I worked overtime until eight o'clock yesterday, and I was called back after I slept for a long time. I really don't have time to watch movies..."

"Eight o'clock?" Mr. Hawthorne scratched his head, "It didn't seem to take long..."

"I mean, eight in the morning."

Mr. Hawthorne looked at Wang's dark circles and cast his eyes of understanding and awe, "Pay attention to your body."

He was told by a ghost to take good care of his body, Wang smiled helplessly, he nodded, dragged the tired worker's body, poured himself the latest "Blue Bull" spiritual potion, rubbed his eyes and entered elevator.

"Di," he pressed the button on the twelfth floor of the basement. In fact, he was going to the office on the thirteenth floor, but because the number thirteen was unlucky, he had to go down from the twelfth floor.

The Bureau of Magic Control must pay attention to this, because there are some strange and strange things held here, and you must be more careful.

As the elevator went down, Wang closed his eyes and tried to recover, but soon he frowned, opened his eyes, stared blankly in the direction of the elevator door, breathed, breathed, and then he held his breath.

There was the sound of a second person breathing in the elevator, but there was no one here.

Is someone joking with an invisibility potion or a disillusionment spell? Or did someone sneak in? Or worst, something escaped.

Or maybe it's just that I'm too sleep-deprived, so I heard it wrong?

"Uh!" Wang groaned, then slipped against the left wall of the elevator and fell to the ground. In a trance, he seemed to see a vague shadow, he was not tall... Then he closed his eyes peacefully and fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, Wang was awakened by the sound of the alarm. He stood up groggy and found himself still in the elevator. The elevator's alarm repeated repeatedly, "Someone has invaded the ring prison, please go to the safe area to escape as soon as possible..."

"Watch out for any girl who looks harmless to humans and animals. If you find a target, please control it immediately."

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"Mission accomplished, Professor Dumbledore," Anna returned the invisibility cloak and time-turner to Dumbledore, then sat down on her 'exclusive' sofa in the Headmaster's room, compared to the first time she came to the Headmaster The tension in the room, at this time, she has relaxed enough to pull this place into her own territory.

"Finally back," Anna breathed a sigh of relief.

She shook the sand in her slippers, as to why she was wearing slippers and why there was sand in them - Anna wouldn't tell you.

"Very good Anna, you are always so trustworthy," Dumbledore smiled and held up the teacup, "Long time no see, would you like some tea?"

"I'm more concerned about another thing than tea," Anna coughed. "Headmaster Dumbledore, I found a problem..."

"Oh?" Dumbledore assumed a listening posture.

"Although I went back to the past to solve the problem caused by Terry, and Professor Jacob came back smoothly, maybe the time damage continues..." The expression on Anna's face was a little heavy.

"Why do you say that?" Professor Dumbledore also became serious.

"Time flies so fast," Anna said in horror. "Why do I have the final exam soon after I came back from the US? I remember when I used the Mintab Time Converter, it was still months before the final exam!"

"Well... it may be that you made an extra turn when you came back using the Mintab time converter," Dumbledore stroked his beard, "cause you did not return to the original time, but this will not cause other It hurts, it's just that your personal time is reduced."

"Others won't be suspicious of your disappearance, because I and I have found a reason for your disappearance during this time-what do you think of going to the US Bureau of Mystery Control for investigation due to exposure to mysterious things?"

"Very good, very good," Anna rubbed her hands together. "Then... I don't have to take this final exam, right? Saving Professor Jacob is already a great bonus, right?"

Dumbledore smiled and looked at Anna, the two just looked at each other like that, neither of them said a word, and cold sweat broke out on Anna's forehead.

"Cough, Anna, if it's just because of the wrong time converter, then I might be able to think about it, but obviously, you feel that time is passing fast, and there may be other reasons to say-"

"For example, traveling with you in America with Fox..."

"No, Headmaster Dumbledore, I came back very quickly after returning to the current time through the time switch, without any delay..." Anna paused for a second, "Okay, maybe I will spare some time."

Dumbledore glanced at Fox, who bowed his head guiltily, "Fox has confessed his crime, and under the temptation of food, he took you around the United States, and even went to see the Magic Circus performance. …”

"Fox!" Anna didn't make a sound, but slapped Phoenix Fox with the eyes of the traitor, and Fox covered his head with his wings.

"I heard there's a little riot in a street in America..." Dumbledore smiled and took out an American newspaper and unfolded, "Some weird and uncommon animals ran up the street," he pointed to the newspaper In the photo above, a girl is being interviewed by the media, and that is Anna, with a glowing horn on the wall behind her.

Dumbledore cleared his throat and began to read the newspaper, "According to an unnamed eyewitness, this was an attack on a circus by extremist animal activists to free those who had been used for secrets. Experiments lead to poor animals beyond recognition..."

"I just happened to pass by! I saw the animal running out and was interviewed - this has nothing to do with me!" Anna immediately denied.

"I didn't say that this matter has anything to do with you, Anna," Dumbledore glanced at Anna, and Anna shut up.

Dumbledore turned the pages of the newspaper, "A supernatural event, a strange dark shadow appeared on the Statue of Liberty..."

Anna didn't speak, and lowered her head slightly.

"The real Superwoman, a woman wearing a Superman costume, wearing a mask, rushed into the fire and successfully rescued a seventy-year-old woman and her cat..."

"This... I can't wait until I die..." Anna whispered, "But I still know how to change my clothes, if Harry, I'll go straight to it..."

Dumbledore sighed, "A forest fire broke out near the Black Peaks of the Appalachian Mountains..."

"This really has nothing to do with me!" Anna responded without waiting for Dumbledore to finish speaking. She was confident and imposing.

"Okay," Dumbledore poured Anna a cup of tea, "what's up with the circus?"

"That circus is really cruelty to animals, uh, and Fox was caught by the circus, of course I have to find a way to save it, right?" Anna coughed.

"Chirp," Fox replied simply.

"It says that you let it be caught by the circus on purpose, so you can make a scene," Dumbledore said, "it sounds like you guys have planned a wonderful performance."

"Okay Anna, I'm glad to hear that you are living a happy life away from study during this period of time~lightnovelpub.net~ I'm also glad that you haven't made a big deal yet, but I have to remind you that the most important thing for students is still It's learning, so prepare well for the final exams - especially the Potions exam."

"This... what does this say?"

"Huh? Don't you know?" Principal Dumbledore showed a fake-looking surprised expression. "Students who have failed Potions at Slytherin College for the past two years will go to Professor Snape's house for tutoring during the holidays."

"Wait! Headmaster Dumbledore! Isn't our Potions Professor replaced by Professor Hong Bei!" Anna objected.

"But Professor Humbe is not familiar with the original exam arrangement, so this year is still organized by Professor Snape, plus Professor Snape is your dean - this way, the previous tradition will continue, and students who fail the course will be organized. Go to Professor Snape's house to learn knowledge, and by the way, help with cleaning, grocery shopping, cooking and so on."

Dumbledore concluded, "What a fun holiday activity."

This is all about becoming Professor Snape's house-elf - no fun at all!

"So hurry up and review, and get a good score in the test."