Hogwarts: Times Have Changed, You Have to Use Guns!

"In the first grade, I shot and killed Professor Quirrell and seriously injured Voldemort. In the second grade, I killed the basilisk and destroyed Voldemort's Horcrux. In the third grade, I intercepted Peter Pettigrew halfway with Professor Snape and killed him..." In the Minister of Magic's room, behind the desk, a beautiful woman with fluffy brown hair was clasping her fingers and muttering in a low voice. A quill was floating in the air, writing and drawing on the parchment. "It seems like, Glenn, your school life is really exciting." "Thanks to you, Hermione." A black-haired man was lying on the recliner next to the desk, wearing a light-blocking eye mask on his eyes, and his voice was cold and unremarkable. "That's okay~ But, as the minister's secretary, is it appropriate for you to blatantly slack off in front of me when you first took office?" Hermione put her hands on her hips and looked helplessly at Glenn on the recliner. "Show off the energy you had when you were a killer." "That was all a lifetime ago. Nothing in the world can threaten you now. I have retired for the time being." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.