Hogwarts Crawler

Sitting on the Hogwarts Express again, Adam looked at the memo in his hand and muttered to himself:

"I can tick Obscurus now. It would be best if I could study Poltergeists, Dementors and Boggarts. Besides that, it would be best if I could see Fawkes' rebirth with my own eyes..."

"What are you mumbling about?"

Eugene put his luggage away and sat down next to Adam - he seemed to have grown at least ten centimeters taller during this holiday!

Adam found that he could only look at Eugene's collarbone level, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought, wondering if his growth was too behind his peers?

"Maybe it's the new menu? I don't know, but Cologne wrote to say that Adam's restaurant has been renovated. I wonder if I can catch the grand opening when I go to Hogsmeade this year?"

Bernard actually arrived at this time, and his arrival made Adam feel relieved.

He was not the only one who didn't grow ten centimeters during the holiday.

"Probably. I just came back, and I'm not very clear about the progress there."

"I guess so."

Bernard nodded:

"Then I advise you to contact the acting manager of that restaurant as soon as possible and change the name of the restaurant."

"The name of the restaurant?"

Adam frowned:

"What is the name of the restaurant now?"

He forgot to confirm this with Regulus, but Regulus's taste should not be too outrageous...

"Pure-blood glory."

"...I will contact him as soon as possible."

Adam rubbed his eyes and almost forgot that although Regulus was a brave hero, he was also a supporter of pure-blood theory and power supremacy.

He originally worshipped Voldemort because of Voldemort's slogan to revive the glory of pure blood and Voldemort's powerful power, and became a Death Eater. As a result, after graduation, he found that Voldemort was only torturing Muggles and half-blood wizards, and had no intention of putting his previous slogan into action.

This is the main reason why Regulus betrayed Voldemort.

But these are all minor issues, just tell Regulus, but judging from the name, the decoration style of the restaurant will probably still meet Adam's requirements.

As for Adam's failure to promote the pure-blood theory, will Regulus be dissatisfied...

Don't make a fuss, Regulus obeys him not because of his ideas and worships him, but because Adam saved his life and brought him from more than ten years ago to the present.

Well, it is undeniable that there is a little influence of love for cards, but cheating is cheating, and writing a cheat by yourself is relying on your own efforts, which is not considered cheating.

"What are you talking about?"

Uther came while talking, looking at Adam, who had a headache, with confusion.

"Nothing, just some unexpected... small things."

Adam shook his head and suddenly remembered something:

"Oh, by the way, I had a good harvest on this trip to America. I learned a few American food magic spells, and I also got two Reem cattle."

"Reem cattle? Yes, America is their place of origin! This is a treat!"

Uther's eyes lit up, while others were confused.

Adam introduced it briefly:

"You just need to know that this kind of beef is very good."

Uther nodded repeatedly.

The express started to move, and Adam took some easy-to-carry snacks on the table for everyone to eat and play while chatting. Bernard and Uther shared their experience in Cairo during the holiday.

"My parents took this opportunity to check my learning results."

Bernard sighed when he mentioned this:

"As you know, I usually live with them in a Muggle residential area, and I can't cast spells in private. My parents have always been curious about what spells I have learned."

"Then you shouldn't show them..."

Adam picked up a chocolate bar and gestured the casting action of Cruciatus.

"Of course not!"

Bernard rolled his eyes.

"I didn't encounter too many interesting things."

Eugene "crunched" a chocolate bar and picked up another one and put it in his mouth:

"But my grandmother seems to have received an invitation from Professor Dumbledore to join a secret organization to deal with Death Eaters, and she suddenly goes out from time to time."

Mrs. Lauren also joined the Order of the Phoenix?

Adam suddenly remembered something and looked at Eugene:

"What about your parents?"

"They have been staying at home all this time. Grandma said it's not safe outside, so she made them sign some kind of contract."

Hiss——

Adam nodded. Mrs. Lauren is the most stable one.

"Speaking of Death Eaters... After we came back from Egypt, we passed by our house and took the newspapers we had collected during this period back to read. The Ministry of Magic is really disappointing."

Bernard took out a stack of Daily Prophet from his bag:

"The Ministry of Magic is now pretending not to see the elephant in the room. They think that the elephant will go away by itself - but in fact, the only result of doing so is that the elephant will be trampled to death by the elephant."

"After all, Fudge has enjoyed his rights for more than ten years."

Uther smiled:

"Now he is like a child who hears others shouting that the tide is coming up. He is doing his best to maintain his sand castle, thinking that closing his ears and ignoring the shouting can resist the incoming tide."

"The main thing is that he didn't even build the sand castle, and he doesn't have the ability to build another one."

Adam shrugged:

"He is not sure whether he can live to see the sand castle rebuilt, and whether the owner of the rebuilt sand castle will be him. In this way, it is not difficult to understand why he guards the sand castle every minute and every second and refuses to let go."

"For the desire for power, even his own life is gone?"

Eugene sighed.

"As the next owner of the sand castle, you should take this as a warning~"

Bernard looked at Eugene and joked.

"You're not going to enter a sand castle."

Eugene glanced at him, then looked at Uther who was watching the show:

"A pyramid made of sand is not a sand castle?"

Uther: ... a woman's mouth.

"Speaking of which... I don't know if you have received the news."

Adam took out a piece of parchment from his coat pocket:

"I received the letter after I returned to England. Professor Sprout informed me that I was elected as the prefect."

"Huh? We don't know about this."

Everyone looked at each other for a while and shook their heads.

"But it's not surprising that you were elected as the prefect, Adam."

"Oh, prefect, my prefect..."

Bernard still pretended to recite in a recitation tone.

"Well, I thought I could find out who my colleague is from you..."

Before Adam put away the parchment, the door was pushed open, revealing Hannah's sweaty face:

"Oh, Adam, you are here, come quickly, the prefect is going to have a meeting!"

"...Okay, I know who my colleague is, excuse me for a moment."

Adam put away the parchment, went out and smiled apologetically at Hannah:

"Sorry Hannah, this parchment of mine doesn't say anything except notifying me that I'm a prefect."

"I know, Professor Sprout told me that the owl hasn't returned for more than ten days. She suspected that you were not in the UK, so she sent you a letter through the Muggle post office."

"No wonder I found the letter in the mailbox."

Adam understood, and then smiled bitterly:

"I'm in America this holiday, I hope Professor Sprout's owl is okay..."