The god of flesh and blood magic at Hogwarts!

"Dear Thorne..."

"Then what? Continue reading?" Hermione looked at Thorne who seemed to have a fish bone stuck in his throat, unable to speak, and asked hurriedly.

"......You read it." Thorne handed the letter to Hermione.

Hermione took a quick look at the letter and her face darkened.

"Dear Thorne, when you see this letter, I am no longer here..."

Hermione opened the letter completely and read again: "Hogwarts."

"I have boarded the cruise ship to Dongda with Grindelwald, and Mr. Tianshi from Longhu Mountain invited us to exchange and study..."

Hermione looked up with some surprise and said: "It seems that after becoming the principal, you have not lost a bit of freedom. You see, they take the boat for more than half a month, plus they go to Dongda to play... and then take the boat back... He has a very easy time as the principal."

"He has it easy, why are you surprised?" Thorne rolled his eyes.

"Then when you become the headmaster, won't we have time to go out and play?" Hermione said.

"Guess, if he runs away, who will handle the remaining documents?" Thorne asked faintly.

"That has nothing to do with me." Hermione shrugged and continued to read the letter: "As for my remaining documents, I handed most of them over to Minerva to take care of, but as the future headmaster, I also left a small part for you to practice."

"Here's a little trick, if you don't want to complete the official business, you can choose a capable person to push the official business to her, just like I pushed my official business to Minerva. As for you, I recommend......................Draco."

Thorne frowned: "He recommended Draco?"

Hermione said with a strange look on her face: "Yes, he recommended Draco, what's the problem?"

Thorne shook his head and said: "Impossible, he can't recommend Draco, did you read it wrong?"

Hermione folded the letter and put it behind her back with an awkward smile.

"How could it be? It's Draco."

"Come here." Thorne stretched out his hand faintly, and the letter paper Hermione carried behind her back flew into his hand with a swoosh.

"...I recommend Miss Hermione Granger..." Thorne read faintly.

On the other side, Hermione had already begun to move slowly, intending to leave the principal's office.

"Really, Hermione, although I really don't want to hand over these official duties to you... but... hey, who let this be Dumbledore's intention, if you are angry, go and be angry with Dumbledore." Thorne stretched out his hand and clenched it in the air, and the door of the principal's office was instantly locked.

"You won't do that to me." Hermione turned around and showed a bitter smile.

"Hmm."

"You won't do that to me...right?"

"Hmm........."

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In the evening, Thorne walked out of the headmaster's office refreshed, while Hermione behind him had dark circles under her eyes and was about to walk to the Gryffindor Tower in a daze. She wanted to sleep.

"See you tomorrow, Hermione." After sending Hermione to the door of Gryffindor Tower, Thorne smiled and waved goodbye.

The next day.............

Hermione sat in the headmaster's seat to handle official business, while Thorne fed Fox and output language at the same time.

"Tell me, what is the purpose of being a bird? Isn't it to give the master a bright future? Now Dumbledore is already semi-retired, but I know that before he retires, he is still very worried about one thing..."

"He is worried that I can't manage Hogwarts well."

"So, I sincerely ask you to give me a little bit of hard stuff, so that when Dumbledore retires completely, I can rely on the Phoenix's rebirth of life and death to work 24 hours a day, ensuring that Hogwarts is well managed and Dumbledore doesn't have to worry about it." Thorne rubbed his hands and said.

Fawkes said nothing, but raised his head towards Hermione who was handling official business.

"She, she is my girlfriend, we will get married in the future, so what's mine is hers, and what's hers is mine. There is no difference between me doing official business and her doing official business."

"Is that right, Hermione?"

Thorne asked Hermione shamelessly.

"Hehe."

"Look, she doesn't even smile when doing her work. I'm really worried that she'll get sick from overwork. You don't want that, do you?" Thorne smiled and patted Fox's turkey-like wings.said.

Then Thorne saw Fox roll his eyes very humanly, and then motioned Thorne to get a small bottle.

The latter took out an empty potion bottle from his pocket, Fox retched twice at the bottle mouth, and spit out a full bottle of golden red liquid.

"Your blood?" Thorne looked up and asked.

"Yeah." Fox nodded.

"Good brother! Really, if Dumbledore and Grindelwald, the two old gangsters, go away in the future, I don't care about you, just come to me, I will support you." Thorne said with a serious face.

"Yeah..." Fox nodded and snorted twice.

Thorne sat down, and Hermione opposite looked at this scene with some curiosity.

"What's your flesh and blood transplant?"

"Replacement, fusion, repair, anyway, there are all kinds of ways. For example, fortunately, Fox and the unicorns in the Forbidden Forest do not conflict, I can directly..." Thorne said as he found a blood vessel on his arm and injected the blood of Phoenix Fox into it.

The next moment, a layer of golden flames suddenly ignited on Thorne's body, and it took a long time to converge.

"How does it feel?" Hermione asked.

"Fox is so gentle, I cried to death, and there was no rejection reaction after fusing her blood. Love you." Thorne looked back at Fox and threw a flying kiss.

"What changes have you made after fusing her blood?" Hermione asked.

"Full of vitality, it's no exaggeration to say that now if someone drinks a mouthful of my blood, she can stay young for two hundred years."

Speaking of this, Thorne directly cut open his finger, and the golden red blood gushed out and condensed without dispersing, reaching Hermione's mouth.

"What for?"

"Drink it, don't waste it." Thorne said generously.

Hermione looked at Thorne's pure eyes, his white, slender fingers oozing with golden red blood...

She blushed and took them in her mouth.