A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 512 The Significance of the Medal

They came out of the training room, and when they passed the meeting room of the members of the Order of the Phoenix, Fred took out the extendable ear and tried it out, "No, they learned to be smart—"

Back in the living room, Penello made tea for them.

"Shouldn't Percy be called down?" Hermione asked.

"He's upstairs making a report," Penello said.

"That sounds familiar," said Ron, scratching his chin.

"Isn't it more pleasing to the ears when it's changed to 'He's upstairs catching up on papers'? We've listened to it for seven years." Fred said sadly, "I just said that I always felt that there was something missing this month, and now I finally make up for it. gone."

Neville chuckled, "Sorry, I couldn't help it."

At this time, Penello directed the teapot and tea cups to fly to the table with a magic wand.

"You don't know, the director of his department has not been finalized, and he is holding back his energy."

"Is he so confident? Is it possible?" Harry asked in surprise. He actually wanted to use the word 'ambition', but it didn't feel right—Percy's department was the Department of International Magical Cooperation, the former Department of Magical Cooperation. The head is Barty Crouch. After Crouch was imprisoned in Azkaban, this position has been vacant, and the former minister Fudge is also in charge.

"It might be about the same as when he suddenly got the Medal of Merlin." Penello joked, "but he has always had hope."

"It's not that hard, is it?" said Ron half-truthfully, "as long as you get a Cruciatus Curse from a You-Know-Who."

Penello looked at him reproachfully.

"What do you think you got the medal for? Just because of the Cruciatus Curse?"

"Uh--"

"To set a few examples?" Harry remembered what Ms. Burns had said to them.

"The Order of Merlin is not that cheap," Penello said.

Harry was a little unconvinced, if someone like Lockhart can get the Medal of Merlin, what else can't happen?

"Is it because we're still alive?"

"Just being alive is enough," Penello affirmed.Harry looked at her puzzled, and she said very rationally: "You have disrupted the mysterious man's plan, he probably never thought of finding three witnesses for himself—oh, sorry, it's four."

She tapped the wand on the teapot, and the teapot immediately burst into puffs of white steam, followed by small streams of water from the teapot, forming delicate amber swirls at the bottom of the cup, "Not bad, is it? I spent the holidays with my mother learned."

"What? Uh, yeah," said Harry, still struggling with the subject. "But why?"

"It doesn't look like you're listening to Ms. Burns carefully." Hermione pointed out the truth very unpleasantly.

"Did she make any great speeches besides stalling for a reporter's photo?" Ron asked.

"Of course," Hermione straightened up and cleared her throat, which almost foreshadowed a long speech, and sure enough, she began to imitate Ms. Burns's way of speaking—

"In the past month - oh, here's to wizards in general, I go on - there hasn't been much sad news, no mysterious deaths, no Dark Mark hanging over your neighbor's In fact, all the unease is caused by the new measures of the Ministry of Magic. I heard some complaints that the Ministry of Magic must have a group of people to deal with all kinds of vitriolic questions and shouting letters, but more than these What is worthy of vigilance is the reason behind this phenomenon: there are still many people who choose to be skeptical about the sad news of the return of the mysterious man..."

"...With today's opportunity, the Ministry of Magic, the Wizengamot and the Anti-Dark Arts Alliance jointly solemnly announce that the mysterious man has really returned, hiding in the darkness, lurking in the crowd, where we can't see Gather the Death Eaters, gather the minions who once attached to him. If we are still ignorant, the contribution of the four people sitting on the stage waiting to receive the award today will be greatly reduced, and the time they bought for us will be wasted. And a huge blow to Ministry workers, Aurors, Strikers and pioneers of all walks of life who acted in the first place..."

"...we must build confidence and courage -- when the enemy has yet to show up, because tougher days are yet to come. Fortunately, we already have role models who, in the dark, have shown their will to tell us Without fear and dread, he successfully walked out with all his injuries and issued an early warning of war."

"I hope we can remain positive and optimistic. Although the road ahead is full of fog, I am still willing to imagine the joy of victory. Looking back at this period of history, people will find that the seeds of victory have already been planted..."

Hermione was done. "The following is an introduction to the current wartime policy of the Ministry of Magic."

Those present looked at her without blinking.

"Have you memorized all the minister's speech?" Ron asked with wide eyes, as if watching some strange creature, such as a snail that suddenly broke into the kitchen.

"There's the full speech in the newspaper, I've read it a few times, and if you're up early enough to help out in the kitchen, you'll find it playing over and over on the magic radio," Hermione told them.

"So you still memorized it." Ron said persistently.

Penello looked at Hermione with glowing eyes: "I should have known you earlier - we must have a lot of common language, how about the 'Future World' company after graduation?" She couldn't help but recruit talents.

"Hey, we've been eyeing Hermione for a long time, and we're going to invite her to join 'Weasley's Wizard Wheezes'." Fred pretended to complain.

Harry gulped, unable to imagine an image linking Hermione to the prank item.

"Are you thinking of robbing people so early?" Ron asked confusedly.

Fred and George sighed together.

"Be the first to act first, don't you think Penello is doing the same?"

"It doesn't have to be so early, you haven't graduated yet—" Harry said, and when he saw the twins looking at each other tacitly, a bold idea came to his mind, and he lost his voice: "You don't plan to drop out of school, do you?" ?”

"how come?"

"You think too much--"

The two said in unison.

"You can't even fool Varen with that, can you, Varen?" Ron said, and Varen raised his head from the sofa when he heard someone call it - he had a small fishing rod in his hand, hanging A ball of yarn was tied to the hook, and it was playing a game with Crookshanks lying on the rug.

"You've grown wise, my dear brother—" said Fred darkly.

"But not smart enough," George added.

"So you're really planning to drop out?" said Harry, something inside screaming that Mrs. Weasley would never agree to it, not even if the two of them had been taped together on the Hogwarts Express. On the luggage rack, she didn't hesitate at all.

"Shh, keep it down," said Fred panicked. "Let's put it this way, we don't intend to drop out of school, but we are just planning to play our own signs in advance."

"Actually, there is a better option, using the store of the 'Future World' company." George said gloomily, "but Remus rejected it."

"But why—"

"The idea is different," Fred spread out his hands, making an 'antique' shape in his mouth, "We think that people's mood will continue to be depressed in the future. At this time, they must have more fun. There will be a market for prank items."

George nodded, "It's our turn to show our talents."

"We are going to open a store, not in Diagon Alley, but in Hogsmeade." Fred said his plan.

"So we didn't even think about quitting school and Mommy would hang us up and beat us," George muttered, "or drown in the sink and pretend we never showed up."

"Great," said Ron, "what do you guys have in store?"

"A lot." Fred and George grinned, "but not counting the sound transmission mirror and the anti-curse series, those two will stay in the 'future world' and return them to us after the war is over."

"Safety—"

"We chose the future world as our neighbor." George winked at Neville who asked the question.

"Where's the clerk?"

"Let's hire someone first. We will inspect Hogsmeade when it's open, and we usually use owls to contact. It's a pity that all the secret passages in the school are sealed." Fred smacked his lips and said: "But Since we only have one year left...it's bearable."

"I may enter the Ministry of Magic after graduation." Hermione said, "but I don't want to give up my research on ancient runes." She said with some headaches.

"You want to be an Auror too?" Fred asked in surprise, looking at Harry and Ron.

"Hermione wants to be the Minister of Magic," Harry said without thinking.

Hermione glared at him, but didn't retort.

"I just think that some things have to be done," she said quietly.

Fred and George give a thumbs up.

At this moment, there was movement in the hall, and Fred glanced downstairs. "The meeting is over." He turned around and said.

So when Felix and Sirius came to the living room, what they saw was a group of people drinking tea quietly. "I thought you guys would eavesdrop, the door was opened several times." Tonks sat between them with a smile.

"I'll speak to Amelia tomorrow," Sirius said to Felix, referring to the matter of Bode.

"Bring him this amulet for me." Felix took out a pendant that looked like a snail shell from the ring and handed it to Sirius.

(End of this chapter)