Hogwarts: I am Harry's Cousin

Chapter 337 331. Dare to defraud people over one hundred years old out of their money

A week passed quickly. Dudley and his friends from the discipline team (a group of six) came to Hogwarts as scheduled through the secret passage in Hogsmeade. It must be said that Hogwarts during the holidays was very exciting. Deserted.

Except for a few professors who call Hogwarts home, the huge castle is almost empty.

This made Filch, the dormitory administrator, feel relaxed and a little bit sad at the same time.

"Jelly slugs!"

The correct command was shouted, and the door to the principal's office slowly opened.

"Professor Dumbledore, your tastes are getting weirder and weirder."

Dudley complained to Dumbledore as soon as he walked in. At this time, Dumbledore was eating candy with the name of 'password'.

Jelly Slugs. Just like its name, this candy looks similar to that insect, right down to the taste.

Like the pile of cockroaches, most wizards who buy this candy use it for pranks, and few wizards actually eat it.

Because the production is so similar.

Dumbledore, who was sitting on the seat, looked at the "uninvited guests" with a little helplessness: "I just changed my password an hour ago, and I didn't tell anyone."

Just after saying this, Dumbledore paused slightly, as if he thought of something. It would not be entirely correct to say that he didn't tell anyone, at least someone who was not a human would know.

Dumbledore looked towards the right side of the table, where Fawkes's den was. The latter felt Dumbledore's gaze and looked away guiltily.

I seem to know why I guess it right every time.

"Dudley, do you want to take them with you? I don't remember telling you that you could take others with you."

Dumbledore glanced at the other people around Dudley and said.

"Teaching one person is teaching, and teaching a group is teaching. Professor, I don't think you are so stingy."

"Dudley, this is not a matter of stinginess. What we are going to see is a very dangerous wizard. He is very talented. He is the wizard who is the best at using language I have ever seen. I believe you and Harry will not be affected by him. of bewitchment, but others”

In fact, Dumbledore didn't have much confidence in Harry. In terms of using people's hearts alone, the student named Tom was far from comparable.

"It's okay, Professor." Dudley shook his head slightly and stretched out his casserole-sized fist: "If anyone loses his way, I will use this to wake him up."

I also want to try the Friendship Breaking Face Boxing and other things from time to time.

Dumbledore: "."

With Dudley's current physique, he would probably die with one punch.

"You." Dumbledore sighed, acquiescing to this behavior of adding people, and did not bother more about this issue: "Has everyone made an agreement with their families? I don't want to hear from your parents during the holidays. Howler Letter.”

On the one hand, he said this just now because he was worried that they were still young and could easily be deceived. On the other hand, whether the other party was willing to teach them was another matter. If they were not willing to teach him, he could just take them out.

"Of course this was agreed upon."

Dudley picked up a licorice wand, just smelled the scent on the package, put it back silently, and then chose a huge candy next to it.

Sorbet balls.

It is said that you can levitate several inches off the ground while sucking.

Skillfully peel off the sugar coating and put it in your mouth.

The taste is similar to ice rat with a mint flavor, but it does not make the body feel 'cold'.

"Professor, when will we set off? If we use Apparition, we can only take us with you. I have never been to that place."

Dumbledore picked up a sizzling honey candy and put it in his mouth, and explained: "This is a transnational act and requires permission from the local Ministry of Magic. Apparition is considered illegal entry."

Except for the United States, which has to go through strict screening in the wizarding world, countries like Europe are not too strict when wizards come in and out of each other.

The problem is that the place they are going to is too sensitive. That person almost overturned the entire Austrian Ministry of Magic. It would be quite troublesome if he did not get authorization.

"Then you should have obtained the permit."

Dudley frowned and looked at his feet. After waiting for a while, there was no sign of leaving the ground.

What a broken ice cream ball, refund for fake goods!

It seems that Dumbledore bought this candy.

If you dare to defraud an elderly person over a hundred years old, you will be compensated at least ten times.

"I have some connections with the Austrian Ministry of Magic."

Dumbledore said with a face full of memories, as if time went back many years ago.

Hermione, who was following Dudley, happened to see the scene Dumbledore recalled. The girl's intuition told her that there was a story in it.

"If you don't want to eat another meal at Hogwarts, we can go now."

Dumbledore said.

"I think we could try some Austrian food."

"I heard that the Wiener Schnitzel and Sacher Torte over there are quite delicious."

Since Dudley said so and had no objection to seeing the others, Dumbledore took them away together.

I took the Knight Bus

Delivered directly to the Austrian Ministry of Magic border checkpoint.

Since we have taken official channels, we must also take legal means of transportation.

When they got out of the car, except for Dudley and Dumbledore, who looked normal, the others didn't look very good.

"Long time no see, Mr. Dumbledore."

Austrian Ministry of Magic officials received Dumbledore warmly, at least on the surface.

To be honest, they were not very happy to know that Dumbledore wanted to meet that person. However, the Austrian Ministry of Magic owed Dumbledore a huge favor, even though their ministers of magic had changed several times in the past few decades. Ren, you have to recognize this favor.

"One week, I will let you in for one week at most."

Austrian officials were categorical.

"One week is too little time to do anything."

Dumbledore frowned deeply when he heard this: "This is different from what Minister Wilson said before."

What can you learn by studying for a week?

At the very least, it requires a holiday, otherwise it makes no sense at all.

"But this is the limit. Mr. Dumbledore. Minister Wilson has retired. We have just replaced the new Minister of Magic. This is his order."

"Retired? Wilson is not yet the retirement age, right?"

"Then I don't know. Things at that level are beyond my reach."

The official spread his hands and shrugged, looking very helpless: "There is only so much I can do."

The other party looked so indifferent that Dumbledore almost wrinkled his forehead and squeezed out the word "Chuan".

Just as Dumbledore was struggling, a child walked over and handed a note to the Austrian Ministry of Magic official.

"Sir, here is a letter from you. Another gentleman asked me to give it to you."

The official casually opened the note without taking it seriously, glanced at it briefly, and his expression suddenly changed.