Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

Jim Harker, who had just woken up, was obviously not thinking well. It took him half a day to recover.

"Oh, oh, I know, the leader of that group of wizards, right?"

Just at this time, Humphrey also walked in with a stack of documents.

"Minister Fudge?" Seeing Fudge, he greeted him in confusion.

He had dealt with Fudge twice, so they were acquainted.

"Sir Appleby." Fudge smiled and nodded. He took out the Daily Prophet, introduced Black's situation to several people, and requested the Muggle world to issue a wanted order as well.

"So powerful?" Jim Harker's eyes widened.

Just as Fudge was about to explain the situation again and let him pay attention, he heard Harker exclaim:

"The photo in the newspaper actually moves?"

If this technology is used on the cover girl of "The Sun".

Hiss!

Fudge: "..."

Scrimgeour's eyebrows jumped fiercely. Are all the leaders in the world so unreliable?

Is it time to worry about whether the photo will move?

"Prime Minister." Humphrey felt a little embarrassed and hurriedly reminded in a low voice: "Criminal, this is a criminal."

"Ah, yes." Realizing that he had lost his composure, Huck immediately frowned and said in an extremely official and serious tone: "It is indeed very dangerous. I will notify the MPS (London Police Department) and let them issue a reward."

Fudge was stunned by this face-changing stunt. It took him a long time to react and hurriedly reminded:

"Don't arrest without authorization. The criminals are very vicious. Wizards' affairs should be left to wizards to solve."

Huck said contemptuously: "If you can solve it, there won't be such a big mess now."

Foy's face turned pale and he didn't know how to refute.

"Prime Minister, I don't think this is enough." Humphrey suddenly spoke.

"Humphrey?" Huck looked at him in confusion.

Usually, Humphrey always adheres to the style of less trouble is worse than more trouble, why is he suddenly so positive today?

"Sir, I think this incident is extremely bad and has endangered the safety of citizens. We must pay great attention to it." Humphrey said righteously: "If necessary, we can even send out the army."

"It doesn't need to go to this extent, right?" Huck was shocked by Humphrey's radical attitude.

Just to catch a fugitive, you actually have to use the army?

Nonsense, your nephew is not in the magic world, of course not.

Humphrey cursed in his heart.

If it weren't for Wayne's school in the wizarding world, he wouldn't have waded into this muddy water.

But such a dangerous criminal has threatened Wayne's safety and must be caught as soon as possible.

"I'll consider your suggestion." Huck did not agree immediately, but sent Fudge and the other two away first. Bernard took the opportunity to pick up the newspaper that Huck had just dropped on the ground, and curled his lips after taking a look.

The Sun's vision is getting worse and worse, and C can be on the cover?

After the outsiders left, Huck asked the reason.

"You forgot that my nephew has also become a wizard." Humphrey reminded calmly:

"If anything goes wrong with him... then The Times, The Daily Telegraph, The Financial Times, The Guardian, etc.... will all explode."

"Once something unfavorable to you is published, it will be difficult to control."

The newspapers Humphrey mentioned are not only the most influential in the UK, but also have one thing in common.

That is, they are currently controlled by the Lawrence family.

After listening, Huck's face twitched.

The support rate is the lifeline of the prime minister. If these newspapers attack at the same time, he dare not imagine the consequences.

"You are right, Humphrey." Huck nodded heavily: "Bernard, hurry up, let the Minister of Defense come over before you get off work."

"You are definitely the greatest prime minister." Humphrey smiled like an old fox.

"Yeah, I know."

"Don't worry, it's just some minor problems, don't worry."

"Even if you encounter it, there is no danger."

"It has nothing to do with age. Wizards also have to look at their talents. I happen to have a hundred million better talents. Please rest assured, uncle."

Wayne held the phone and rubbed his eyebrows helplessly.

It took him a long time to convince Humphrey that Black was just a loser and would not pose any threat to him.

If they continued to talk, Humphrey would have to expel him from Hogwarts.

"By the way, how is the company doing recently?" Wayne changed the subject: "Have you almost cleared out the people on the list?"

Far away at home in London, Humphrey frowned: "Wait a minute."

He stood up and took out a document from the bottom of the drawer, flipped it open and looked at it, and said to the phone:

"Basically, they are almost all gone... Some had heart attacks, some had sudden muscle atrophy, and some had a stroke and died directly... Only the last Shavis is left."

"Shavis?" Wayne thought for a while, "Which Shavis? I remember there were two."

He remembered the last name Shavis. The vice president of a real estate company under him was named Shavis. The other Shavis also had a son who worked in the same company and had climbed to the deputy minister of the Ministry of Law.

A family of Jews.

"The younger one."

"It shouldn't be." Wayne was a little confused.

His curse had begun to take effect. Even if he didn't die, he couldn't go to work like nothing happened.

Unless...

The boy's face gradually became strange.

"I know, I will take the time to deal with it."

Old Shavis's head... is a little green.

After hanging up the phone, Gabrielle threw herself into Wayne's arms and said reluctantly: "Big brother...”

Today is the last day for Fleur and Gabrielle in England, and they will go back tomorrow morning.

Not to mention Gabrielle, even Fleur is in a low mood.

Every time she and Wayne are together, they are apart.

There is nothing Wayne can do about this. He can only wait until Fleur graduates, and the situation will improve. Then he can bring the half-blooded Veela back.

The next day, he asked the Phoenix King to send the two girls back to France. Wayne did not intend to stay here, and returned to London directly.

4 Privet Drive, Little Whitney, Surrey.

After dinner, Harry was watching TV with the Dursleys. Fat Dudley squeezed next to Uncle Vernon, who was also fat. He was unwilling to go over even though there were a lot of empty seats next to Harry.

Harry was also happy to be free.

He had been living a pretty good life recently.

Or rather, it had been good since Wayne came.

With such a great god standing behind him, the Dursleys did not dare to offend him. They strictly abided by their previous promises. Everything Dudley had, Uncle Vernon and Petunia would prepare for him.

Even after returning from this summer vacation, they returned the previous snacks. He was given money together with the money, a total of 200 pounds.

After receiving the money, Harry immediately went to Gringotts to exchange it for Galleons.

After all these years in the Muggle world without pocket money, the cost of magic is still higher.

After all, there is a vampire waiting for him...

The Dursley family has been doing well recently. The company rewarded him with a car to reward him for negotiating such a large order.

In a few years, he will have money to buy a new house.

Although they are reluctant to admit it, all this is caused by Harry, whom they hate.

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Harry was so lucky to meet the distinguished Mr. Lawrence.

Because of the charm of money, the Dursleys were more pleasing to Harry this time.

Except for Dudley, he still hated Harry.

Because he was the only one who didn't get any benefit, even the toy room was turned into Harry's bedroom.

Suddenly the soap opera on TV disappeared and a host appeared.

".....Remind the public that Black is armed and extremely dangerous. A special hotline has been opened. Residents who provide effective clues can receive a reward of 100,000 pounds." (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

"100,000 pounds?" Uncle Vernon's eyes were shining: "This damn villain must have committed a serious crime. He looks like a bad guy. "

Harry also stared at the photo on TV, a little lost in thought.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that he knew this person.

"What are you thinking about, Potter." Dudley noticed that something was wrong with him and said sarcastically, "Don't you think this person's hairstyle is a bit like yours, both are messy."

Harry was too lazy to pay attention to him. After watching thisnews, and went upstairs on his own.

Aunt Petunia said unhappily: "Why do you bother him for no reason?"

Soon, there was a quarrel downstairs, and Harry closed the door to block out most of the noise.

At midnight, Harry's heartbeat slightly accelerated. In another hour, he would be thirteen years old.

More importantly, after tonight, there was still a month before he could return to Hogwarts. He got Vernon's signature and could go to Hogsmeade.

He heard from Fred and George that there were all kinds of interesting shops there, and beautiful proprietresses, which were no worse than Diagon Alley.

The bright starry sky outside the window suddenly dimmed, and several living creatures covered the stars and flew into the house.

All of them were gifts from friends in the school, a spyglass and photos from Ron, dust sheets from Neville, broom care tools from Hermione, candies from others..

And...

Harry picked up a badge in confusion, it looked ordinary, and there was a letter along with the badge.

"If you are in danger, you can shout out the password, it can save your life - Wayne Lawrence."[]

Harry's face turned pale when he saw the password below.

Let's not talk about whether this thing is useful or not, this password... is too fucking stupid.

After hesitating for a long time, Harry still carefully put the badge away.

After two years of Hogwarts, he was deceived by the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor twice, and almost lost his life twice.

Who knows what kind of professor will be next semester.

There is nothing wrong with having a guarantee.

The next morning, Harry went downstairs for breakfast and saw Dudley sitting at the dining table, holding a Big Mac in each hand, his chin trembling.

"By the way." After Harry sat down, Vernon spoke suddenly, as if he was waiting for him.

"Marge will stay here for a week."

"Aunt Marge?" Harry blurted out: "Why is she coming!"

"She is here to see Dudley's 0 ......." Petunia snorted: "The best way for you to get along is not to interfere with each other, right?"

Harry didn't say anything. If the Dursleys' hate index is 10 and Snape's is 50, then Aunt Marge's hate index is 100.

More Snape than Snape.

Not only did she belittle him, but she also liked to mock his parents.

If it was before, Harry didn't know what his parents did, so he naturally didn't feel much.

But now it's different, his parents were killed by Voldemort because they were protecting him.

Harry naturally didn't allow Aunt Marge to talk nonsense anymore.

But considering the good treatment the Dursleys had shown him recently, he still agreed.

Soon after, Uncle Vernon took Petunia and Dudley to the train station to pick them up, and they returned before lunch.

After not seeing each other for two years, Harry foundAunt Marge was now several times fatter than before, and she was like a ball.

Maggie was very doting when facing Dudley, but her ugly face was exposed when facing Harry. Petunia had been trying to change the subject calmly, and finally there was no quarrel.

After living in peace for several days, a conflict still occurred before Marge left.

At the last dinner, Marge drank some red wine and started to talk without thinking.

"Your sister is such a scum, and the man she found is not a good thing either."

"He is not!" Harry suddenly yelled, shaking with anger, "They are not what you said, you know nothing!"

"Maggie." Petunia quickly pulled her back, trying to make her say less, but facing a ball, she had no idea where to start.

"You little brat, you still dare to talk back to me? Who kindly took you in? Where are your parents now?"

"Oh, did he die in a car accident? That's too..."

Maggie suddenly stopped, her throat was blocked, and she couldn't say anything. At some point, the wand appeared in Harry's hand.

She swelled up like a balloon, the buttons on her clothes flew off, and the whole person floated up, and her limbs were almost invisible.

"What did you do!" Vernon yelled at Harry: "Change her back!"

"Sorry, I can't do it." Harry calmed down now and realized that he was impulsive.

The whole house was in chaos, and Harry was very nervous. He cast a spell outside the school again. Will he be expelled?

Last year, he was warned by the Ministry of Magic because a house elf used magic next to him. This year, it happened again, but he didn't regret it.

I even felt a little happy. I could cast the Swelling Charm silently?

Wayne must have taught me well.

Knock, knock, knock!

There was a sudden knock on the door. Vernon and Petunia were trying to pull Maggie down from the ceiling. They had no time to pay attention. Harry went to open the door.

Seeing the three people at the door, Harry's hands and feet suddenly became cold.

"Fudge, Minister Fudge."

He felt that he was completely finished. Was Fudge here to tell him that he was fired and then break his wand?

"It's great to see you, Harry." Fudge smiled, patted Harry's shoulder enthusiastically, and walked into the house.

The two people behind him also followed in and dealt with the mess Harry had made.

"Minister, are you here to expel my 3.2?" Harry was at a loss: "I didn't mean to, I was just too angry just now, I..."

"Expel?" Fudge blinked, "Oh, Harry, the Ministry of Magic will not deal with you for such a small matter."

"This is an accident, no one will send someone to Azkaban just because he inflated his aunt."

Fudge waved his hand: "Trust the employees of the Ministry of Magic, they will handle it properly, I just passed byCome, let me tell you something else."

"What?" Harry looked at him with confusion in his eyes.

"Uh..." Fudge said, "This is a very special period. Have you read the newspaper? It's Black's."

"Black?" Harry remembered, "Isn't that a wanted criminal of Muggles?"

"Actually, he is a wizard." Fudge wiped his sweat and complained, "You should subscribe to the Daily Prophet for a long time, so that you can keep up with the magic world."

"Listen, Black is very dangerous. We have received intelligence that he is in London."

"Harry, I hope you don't run around recently. It's best to live in Diagon Alley. The Leaky Cauldron is a good choice. What do you think?"

"I think it's good too. "Harry agreed without hesitation. He didn't want to live in the Dursleys' house anymore.

After what happened today, the next thing will definitely be more embarrassing. It's better to just leave.

"Great." Fudge was obviously very satisfied and pulled Harry to leave.

Suddenly he looked back and frowned.

"What's going on? Does it take so long to remove a swelling spell?"

"Minister, it has been removed." The Ministry of Magic employee who cast the spell said puzzledly.

"Impossible." Fudge said bluntly: "Do you think I'm blind? That person is still like a ball."

"Is it possible..." The member of the Ministry said cautiously: "She is so fat?"

Fudge: ".......".