Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard

Chapter 786 Dumbledore’s sudden visit

"Neighbor?"

Fred looked at the witch not far away and thought carefully, but he never imagined that they had such a neighbor.

It was not until he was reminded by George that he realized that Godric's Hollow here was not in the village of St. Catchpole. Of course, he had never seen the neighbors here.

 “Do I need to invite her in?” Fred hesitated for a moment.

Due to the protection of the Loyalty Charm, the witch should only be able to see part of the wedding, which is outside the magic range. If she wants to participate, someone must tell her the exact address here.

 But he was not familiar with this person, so he was a little undecided.

 “Oh, it’s such an honor to meet you, Lady Bathilda Bagshot!”

At this moment, Mr. Weasley, who was in charge of the security mission, also discovered the situation here and hurried over with Sirius.

At the same time, his actions also attracted more people's attention, and everyone turned their heads to look over.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Ron said. "She is a witch."

"I know." Kyle nodded and said, "I just think there's something wrong with her condition."

 “But why is she here?”

This time, Harry and Ron were silent.

"Now she wants to attend Lupin's wedding, and we can't refuse her no matter what."

“I don’t know, maybe I was attracted by the noise. After all, at this time, there are very few lively things happening, right?”

"But at least I have read the book." Hermione's face turned slightly red and she glared at Harry and Ron who were united front. "Unlike you, after six years, you don't even know who wrote the book."

Hermione didn't bother to pay them any attention. She once again looked in the direction where Mr. Weasley was walking, and couldn't help but murmured in a low voice: "But, she looks too much like a witch."

"It should be related to age." Sirius said, "When we met Bathilda, she was already over a hundred years old, and now it is more than twenty years old. It is normal for her to be a little old and confused."

imagine if Hogwarts was full of Dumbledore and Bathilda Bagshot, it would be quite scary.

 The conversation between the two ended temporarily with the arrival of Lupine, who came to dance with Sirius.

"Thank you so much for your recognition of me." Hermione said angrily: "Of course I know this, but Muggles don't know that the witch they imagine is like Bathilda."

"Fortunately, that's just their imagination." Ron glanced at Bathilda Bagshot again and couldn't help but patted his chest, "It would be terrible if it were true."

"Huh?" Ron didn't understand. "But not all witches look like this. For example, you don't."

 “What about the wizard?” Ron asked curiously.

"But Hermione, it's not our fault, no one can stay awake in History of Magic, not even you, I bet."

"The wizard..." Hermione thought carefully, "Probably someone like Professor Dumbledore. He looks like a standard wizard no matter where he is."

 “No.” Sirius shook his head. "I remember that Bathilda was quite talkative at that time. As a historian, she couldn't write a complete "History of Magic" just by searching for information on her own. Many times she needed to ask some secrets from other elderly wizards. .

“Oh, I remembered it.” Harry next to him slapped his thigh, “No wonder, I saw her name on the book list.

"I don't know," Harry said, shaking his head.

"If you can stop sleeping in class." Hermione glanced at him, "You will definitely find out that she is actually the author of "History of Magic."

"It should be no problem." Mr. Weasley said, "The looking glass Alastor gave me did not sound any alarm, which means that she is not someone else who drank polyjuice potion and pretended to be... As for whether there is the Imperius Curse, we can't know for the time being. Sure, but we’ll watch.”

While they were talking, Mr. Weasley and Sirius had also invited Bathilda Bagshot in.

"Is that so?" Ron looked at Harry subconsciously.

"Oh, the so-called Marauder Celebration Dance..." Professor Sprout came over with a glass of butterbeer, "It's been twenty years since I've seen it. It's so nostalgic."

“Bathilda Bagshot can be considered an old friend.” Sirius said, “When James and Lily moved here, they often accepted her help, and she helped us escape from the Death Eaters several times.

"But what Hermione said must be right." Harry said thoughtfully: "I heard Dudley say before that wizards are ugly, and asked me if I would become like that in the future. I guess the reason why he said that , the image of wizards I came across was too bad.”

However, this witch, who was older than Dumbledore, had no intention of talking to the others. She just stayed there quietly and looked at them without saying a word, just like before.

"Yeah, you're right." Harry said with deep approval from the side.

“Have you confirmed her identity?” Kyle asked as he walked up to Mr. Weasley.

"Bathilda Bagshot?" Ron scratched his hair, "It's so familiar. Why do I always feel like I've heard this name before somewhere?"

"Really…"

Even though he had lived in the house of his Muggle uncle and aunt for eleven years, he had never seen the so-called collection of stories. It was something that only Dudley could access, and would not be given to him even if it was thrown away.

“So she was like this before, didn’t like to talk?” Kyle asked curiously.

“No, I mean, she looks like the witch from Muggle Tales.

“Hunchback, messy hair, and an unclear face, this is how witches are described in some stories I have read.”

They came to the dance floor opened in the middle of the garden and danced to the music in a way that Kyle had never seen before, but it was very cheerful.

Though Kyle didn't quite understand why Lupine ignored Tonks and chose a man to dance with, Sirius looked happy.

To be honest, being stared at by someone like this is a bit uncomfortable.

And with their family's aversion to magic, Harry didn't think Uncle Vernon would allow a storybook with pictures of wizards or witches into their house.

“As far as I know, Bathilda has a lot of friends. Sometimes she is away from home for weeks at a time.”

"Nineteen years." Professor McGonagall said calmly, "But I don't think there is anything to miss. Since they graduated, my job has become much easier, at least for Mr. Weasley." This was the case before admission.

 “Fortunately, they finally graduated.”

 Hearing her words, Professor Sprout couldn't help but laugh.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that all the troublesome students have been sorted into Gryffindor recently. The four former Marauders and the recent Weasley brothers are all notorious troublemakers. Professor McGonagall's job It's really not easy.

In comparison, Hufflepuff has much less to worry about. She can spend enough time in the greenhouse every day to take care of those lovely plants. She doesn't have to worry like Professor McGonagall every day, for fear that the students of her own college will do it again. What a shocking feat.

While thinking about it, she happily said hello to Kyle, "How do you feel after graduation?"

“It’s not bad.” Kyle said matter-of-factly: “I just suddenly felt a little bored.”

"Graduating students are like this at the beginning, unless you can find a job as soon as possible to keep yourself busy." Professor Sprout said with a smile, "But you should have already entered the Ministry of Magic, I Remember you were already a senior assistant minister a year ago."

“Secretary Bones did remind me many times,” Kyle said.

"Bones... Oh, by the way, she has become a minister now." Thinking of the Death Eaters' attack on the Ministry of Magic some time ago, the smile on Professor Sprout's face suddenly faded. “Why don’t you go?” She changed the subject: “Don’t you like working in the ministry?”

 “Kind of,” Kyle said.

"Or you can go around and look for those rare magic plants." Professor Sprout said: "This job is definitely not boring, and the income is also very considerable. After all, some plants are not cheap. .

“I can help you introduce some wizards, they are all experts in botany.

 “Thanks, Professor.” Kyle said with a smile.

“I’m just mentioning a connection.” Professor Sprout waved his hand, “But I think you might like magical beasts more because of Mr. Scamander’s relationship.

“Or you can distract yourself during your journey to find magical animals and look for local plants. Even if you don’t have time to take care of them, you can send them to Hogwarts at any price.”

“Then I’ll give you a good price,” Kyle said jokingly.

"That's as it should be," said Professor Sprout, as if he didn't mind at all.

 Looking at Dean Hufflepuff chatting happily with the outstanding graduates next to him, Professor McGonagall couldn't get a word in, so he could only keep drinking the soda in his hand.

Although Kyle did not ignore her, it was difficult for her to feel the same mood as Professor Sprout when chatting.

Just like when she watched Lupine and Tonks recite their oaths, Professor Sprout's feelings were not as deep as hers.

 It wasn’t until a few minutes later that Cedric arrived.

Professor McGonagall looked at the three people chatting happily. She didn't know what was going on. The soda water that was originally sweet and delicious became more sour as she drank.

 Fortunately, the arrival of Bill and Charlie gave her some comfort.

 But this comfort did not last long. When he saw Fred and George running towards each other, playing with each other, Professor McGonagall subconsciously thought of Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes, and at the same time, her head began to hurt.

She originally thought that after Zuko closed, Hogwarts would become much quieter, but she never expected that a Weasley's Wizard Wheezes came out of nowhere and not only seamlessly took over Zuko's job, but was even better than Zuko. Still popular.

In the semester just after Christmas last year, Filch confiscated more than a hundred trinkets. Adding in what she had confiscated, the total was almost two hundred.

 The amount was almost as much as the entire previous school year, and even this was confiscated during the school's strict inspection of dark magic items. Without this inspection, there would definitely be more.

 It can only be said that two people can surpass the existence of the "predator quartet", even if they graduate, they are still causing trouble for the school.

They seemed to have noticed something was wrong with the atmosphere here. Fred and George, who were about to come over, paused, then turned around naturally and walked into the house.

But Professor McGonagall didn't care. She knew Fred and George's character too well. Even if she said something, they wouldn't be able to change it, let alone not sell those magic props to their students.

Professor McGonagall glanced at the time and said, "Pomona, I think we should...oh, Albus, why are you here."

 Albus?

Kyle couldn't help but turn his head, and happened to see Dumbledore not far behind him. No one knew how he got here.

The appearance of Dumbledore also made the atmosphere at the scene more lively, and people gathered over one after another.

Lyle Lupine came running from a long way away, looked at Dumbledore with a grateful face, and thanked him frequently.

"It doesn't have to be like this, Lyle." Dumbledore held his arm. "This is what Remus deserves. He won his own happiness with his kindness and noble personality. It has nothing to do with me."

"No, Albus, it was you who allowed him to enter Hogwarts, so he had this opportunity." Lyall Lupine choked up and said: "In comparison, what I did as a father was such a failure."

 “Don’t say that,” Dumbledore comforted him.

“Albus, why are you here?” Professor McGonagall walked over and asked, “Didn’t you say there was something very important recently?”

"It was originally like this." Dumbledore shook his head helplessly, "But there was a little incident in the middle. I looked in the wrong place. The person I should actually be looking for is actually here."

 “At the wedding?” Professor McGonagall asked doubtfully.

 “That’s right.” Dumbledore nodded.

But before he could say anything else, he was surrounded by a crowd, including today's protagonists, Lupine and Tonks. He could only send his blessing first.

"Bless you." He said with a smile: "This happened suddenly, please forgive me for not preparing a suitable gift in advance."

"You've already given it, haven't you?" Tonks said with a smile, "Without those phoenix tears, Remus wouldn't have been able to be discharged from the hospital so quickly. If that were the case, our wedding wouldn't have happened yet. Until when?"

"The provider of tears is Fawkes, not me." Dumbledore said, "Oh, I have already thought about what gift to give you, but it is a bit inappropriate at this time. If you can wait..."

"Of course, no problem." Lupine said with a smile. In fact, his thoughts were the same as Tonks's, and he didn't really care what Dumbledore wanted to give him.

 …

On the other side, looking at Dumbledore surrounded by the crowd, Kyle was also curious about why he came suddenly.

　　When we separated yesterday, his tone clearly meant that he was going to leave for a long time. How long had it passed? Why did he suddenly come back?

"That's pretty cool, isn't it?" said Cedric. "I wish Dumbledore could be there when Autumn and I get married."

"What did you say?" Kyle turned his head sharply, "Are you getting married? When."

"Of course not now." Cedric shook his head. "Qiu's parents want to take her out of the UK and come back when the situation is stable. We were just talking about this, and we are just a little late."

 “What, you are reluctant to let her go?” Kyle asked.

"Of course not." Cedric said, "I kind of hope she can go to another country to stay for a while, just as a tourist."

"How about France." Kyle thought for a while, "Kanna opened a potion shop there. Because it is a newly opened shop, there are many things to do, so they can be together."

"That's what I said." Cedric sighed, "But Qiu didn't want to leave, and she even had a fight with her parents."

"Then what do you mean?"

“I advised her to leave,” Cedric said, “but Cho got angry and kicked me.”

 As he spoke, he lifted up his robe, revealing an obvious footprint inside.

"Deserves it." Kyle raised his eyebrows, "At this time, you should stand with her, and you can think of another solution for the rest."

 “You didn’t tell me earlier!”

 “You didn’t ask me either.”

“Forget it, let’s not talk about it for now.” Cedric rubbed his forehead, “I’ve been wanting to ask you why Bathilda Bagshot keeps staring at you. Have you known each other before?”

 “I don’t know either.” Kyle shook his head.

What Cedric said was that he actually noticed that since then, Bathilda stopped looking at other people and kept staring at him.

It wasn't until Dumbledore appeared that the uncomfortable staring feeling briefly shifted for a while, but it did not disappear.

 (End of this chapter)