The Battle of Hogwarts

After the three of them pushed open the heavy kitchen door of Hogwarts, what they saw was a kind of elf surrounding Edward, restless and restless.

And Edward stood like a quail in the middle of the elves, holding a cauldron with both hands, trembling and not daring to move.

However, the aroma wafting out of the pot instantly caught the attention of the three people who had just opened the kitchen door. Dumbledore, Sprout and Professor McGonagall swallowed unconsciously after smelling the aroma. .

When Edward saw the three Dumbledores, it was as if he had seen a savior, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Edward held the pot high and said to the elves:

"The boss of Hogwarts is here, please stop surrounding me."

After Billy, who was standing next to Edward, heard Edward's words, he casually glanced at Professor [-]D who had entered the kitchen, then stared closely at the pot held high by Edward, and said to Edward:

"Who cares about those three people? Now we want crayfish. Mr. Edward, please give us some crayfish."

Edward looked at the elves surrounding him in embarrassment, and said helplessly:

"You don't eat crayfish, don't you think they are pests? Just now, before I was ready, everyone hated me to death. Why are you quarreling with me now? Let me go, big man. Brother, this little crayfish is not enough for me to fill my teeth. If you want to eat it, go ahead and eat it yourself. Anyway, didn’t you say there are a lot of crayfish, so why are you just grabbing them from me here?”

After hearing what Edward said, Billy rubbed his pointed nose in embarrassment and said with embarrassment:

"I heard you said you needed crayfish, so I took this opportunity to clean up the Black Lake. For the time being, there are only so many crayfish left in your hand."

After hearing what Billy said, Edward rolled his eyes feebly and said to Billy:

"Billy, you are such a fucking genius! My crayfish, even if I say hell today, you won't even want to eat the crayfish I made, huh"

"Oh~ no, Mr. Edward, you can't do this. After all, we provide the crayfish. We have no credit but hard work. You are not in line with the demeanor of Hufflepuff House."

After hearing Edward's determined voice, Billy wailed miserably and desperately.

Edward held the pot with both hands and watched Billy's completely careless performance with cold eyes.

The three professors who were standing on the periphery watching the elf communicate with Edward used their strong self-control to control the greed in their stomachs.

Professor Dumbledore swallowed hard, licked the excessive saliva at the corner of his mouth, and said to Edward with some difficulty:

"Mr. Edward, please don't worry about your dinner now. We need to have a good chat now. After all, your performance in the flying lesson this afternoon can be said to have completely angered a person who has been passed down in the wizarding world for several generations. It’s a family.”

When Edward heard Dumbledore's words, he rolled his eyes and said to Dumbledore completely indifferently:

"Old Dengtou, don't tell me that you have no idea what happened this afternoon. If you are serious, you can completely understand what Malfoy said to me this afternoon. Malfoy deserves it, even if His father is here, and the labor and management are looking for him. It’s just the Malfoy family. It’s not that I look down on them. If Lucius hadn’t had some brains and ran fast, there might not be a Malfoy family in the world now. , now he really thinks he is serving food. Believe it or not, labor and management just overturned his table."

Hearing Edward's rebellious words, the elves and the three teachers were shocked. Professor McGonagall pointed at Edward in shock and said:

"You, you, how can you say that? Although Malfoy's language was a bit inappropriate in the afternoon, this is not the reason for you to be so harsh. Edward, why are you so confused?"

Edward shook his head helplessly and said to Professor McGonagall:

"Professor McGonagall, you have been in the wizarding world for too long and you have not kept up with the times. Even when Voldemort was on the throne, he only dared to make a few fools around in one-third of an acre of land in England. Are you here? Look at Grindelwald. At that time, the generation was making waves throughout Europe. Comparing the two generations of Dark Lords, Voldemort may not even be a terrorist. The whole nest of village bullies, I really don’t know you guys. Do people go back as they live? Open your eyes and look at the world, look at the United States, look at other countries. Look at how the magic world in other countries operates, and then look back at the magic world in the UK. , I really have nothing to say.”

After listening to Edward's words, Dumbledore fell silent. Seeing what Professor McGonagall had to say, he interrupted:

"Edward, I can listen to your opinion, but the main thing to solve now is Malfoy's matter. After all, you have taken too heavy a blow this time, and Lucius is not just a simple British noble, he is more than just Huo Huo. He is the school director of Gwarts and also has his own strong connections in the Ministry of Magic. You are really impulsive this time."

Edward curled his lips helplessly and muttered softly:

"I've beaten you all. It's useless to say so much now. Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. At worst, they will be separated. What can I do? That idiot Malfoy is so mean when he sleeps. Don't blame me at all, okay? "

In this quiet atmosphere, Edward's whisper reached everyone's ears without missing a beat.

Everyone who heard Edward's complaints rolled their eyes. Dumbledore helplessly pointed at Edward, who was not afraid of boiling water, and said feebly:

"What do you want me to say? Edward, you are just too impulsive. Can you think about the consequences? I managed to bail you out from the Ministry of Magic last time, and now you have done something like this again. It's really... , He is not young, and he is not young in causing trouble."

Edward slowly placed the pot on the stove with both hands. One hand held the pot lid tightly, and the other hand shook his hand tiredly, holding the pot that was already starting to ache after such a long time. arm.He said to Dumbledore casually:

"Old Mr. Deng, don't be so unreasonable. The soldiers will cover up the water and earth, and the boat will naturally straighten when it reaches the bridge. There will be a solution. And although I was the cause of the matter, I have the strength to overturn the table, so don't I care too much about this matter, I will solve it myself."