The Mightiest Badger at Hogwarts

The fireplaces at King's Cross were crude, almost terrible.

When he came out of there, Harry's whole body was covered in pitch-black ashes, and his matted chicken coop head was the worst affected area.

This forced him to quietly take out his wand and cast several cleaning spells on himself.

After finally tidying up a bit, Harry noticed something unusual.

In the past, King's Cross Station during the day was always a busy scene with busy traffic.

There may be some idle homeless people here at night carrying wine bottles and staying overnight.

But during the day, this place belongs to office workers, and there are hurried pedestrians everywhere. When you walk here, you can't help but speed up your pace.

But today is different.

At King's Cross Station, especially around the Floo Fireplace and the entrance to Platform Nine and Three-Quarters, Harry found many figures lounging around and enjoying themselves.

Although these people were all wearing Muggle clothes, they pretended to be on their way.

But the special aura about them was so conspicuous to Harry.

In particular, Harry also discovered two particularly familiar people among them.

The two Aurors, one tall and thin, the other fat and short.

The two of them are sent almost every year to maintain security at King's Cross Station and Platform Nine and Three Quarters.

Harry found them almost every time he came to King's Cross Station.

And in that case, those people dressed like them are also Aurors?

Harry felt a little unbelievable.

Although the Ministry of Magic has been implementing an expansion plan for the Auror force for more than a year, the number of Aurors should not be large enough to send so many people to maintain King's Cross Station, right?

With such doubts, Harry carefully approached the two Aurors, one tall and one short, and asked softly:

"Gentlemen, have you been sent to stand guard again this year?"

As soon as Harry finished speaking, the two Aurors, one tall and one short, were like cats whose tails were stepped on, and they jumped back in fright.

The taller, thinner, more agile Auror had even put his hand into his pocket, obviously holding the wand.

Fortunately, they apparently knew Harry too.

"Aha! It's our savior Harry!"

The tall and thin Auror took out his hand again and breathed a sigh of relief.

Harry nodded awkwardly, feeling that the two men's reactions were a little too excited.

This was not in line with the elite image of Aurors in his mind.

"I just want to ask," Harry said, "Why did you send so many people here this year?"

"It was discovered by you?"

The short, fat Auror said with some disbelief.

"Yes, after all, you two are too conspicuous. Through your behavior and dress, it is easy to identify other people's identities."

After hearing what Harry said, the short and fat Auror and the tall and thin Auror looked at each other, their expressions extremely ugly.

"You mean you discovered all this through the two of us? It's over. This time we are completely over!"

"Yes, Hilger will definitely kill us!"

"What are you talking about?" Harry asked in confusion, "Who will kill you?"

The tall and thin Auror turned his head with a pale face and said:

"Hilger, our captain. If he knew that our security operation was exposed because of the two of us, he would definitely deduct all our wages... No! Not only that, he might Just demote us into the strike force!"

"When did the Auror force have such a rule? Why have I never heard of it?"

"Don't say you haven't heard of it. I didn't hear of it three months ago. In fact, this is a new decree issued after the Ministry of Magic was reorganized. The purpose is to eliminate some incompetent Aurors from the Auror force."

When he said this, the tall and thin Auror instinctively pointed at himself.

It was obvious that he also felt that he was not a competent Auror.

This made Harry almost laugh out loud.

He suppressed his laughter and continued to ask:

"Then what are all of you doing here?"

"As before, maintain the safety of King's Cross Station and Platform Nine and Three-Quarters. To be honest, I don't know. Maybe our new director is not safe here. Anyway, we soldiers must obey orders. That's it. However, I have heard some rumors. They said..."

"Enough! Stop talking!"

The short, fat Auror interrupted with an ugly expression, "Harry Potter, hurry up and go to platform nine and three-quarters! You must have delayed us too much time! If you continue like this, we will really be fucked by you. Off to the strike force!"

As he spoke, the chubby Auror pushed Harry directly into the wall. By the time Harry reacted, he was already in the busier platform nine and three-quarters.

This made him frown severely.

He instinctively felt that something big might have happened.

After all, Link, Percy and others are now in charge of the Ministry of Magic.

Fudge and his gang from the old Ministry of Magic might even do some weird and unreasonable things.

But Link and Percy would never do that!

There must be a reason why they suddenly sent so many people to King's Cross Station!

With such doubts, Harry squeezed onto the train, found a box and sat down, then stared at the noisy crowd in front of him, rubbing his chin and lost in thought.

"Well--"

Along with a long whistle, the train began to accelerate gradually.

The carriage kept swaying, but it still couldn't interrupt Harry's train of thought.

He felt that he needed to figure out the reason here.

Unfortunately, his state did not last long.

Because soon two guys in doll costumes and Himalayan snowmen came up to him, handed him a basket of candies with exaggerated clown smiles on them, and said dullly:

"Hey bro, do you want to try it? The latest masterpiece from Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, Laughing Candy, it will keep you laughing all day long!"

Harry, who was deep in thought, didn't want to talk to these two guys who were obviously salesmen, and instinctively waved his hand to signal them to leave.

But the 'snowman' didn't push back and directly took out a handful of candy and stuffed it into his hand and said:

"Come on, give it a try! Weasley's Wizard Wheezes is now having a big opening promotion, and Hogwarts students can get a [-]% discount on purchases! Not only that, as a Hogwarts supporting company, we are in Hogwarts City There are also workshops in the castle. If you want to order, you only need to go to the Weasley Workshop on the seventh floor of Hogwarts Castle! We conduct factory direct sales there, and you can get an additional [-]% off on top of the original [-]% off. ! If you round it up, it’s just crazy money!”

Being interrupted by the 'snowman', Harry's broken thoughts could no longer be connected.

He threw the candy back into the 'Snowman''s basket with some disgust and echoed:

"Compared to the discount you gave me, I actually have a better discount plan here. Do you know what it is?"

The two 'snowmen' looked at each other and shook their heads in unison.

Harry sneered and said:

“That is, if you don’t buy it, you will save 100%!”

"puff--"

The other 'snowman' burst out laughing.

And hearing this voice, Harry was immediately stunned.

Because this laughter made him feel extremely familiar.

This seems... to be Hermione?

He turned around suddenly and looked at a 'snowman' on the side.

Thinking back on what the other party had just said, he suddenly realized that Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes was the shop opened by George and Fred, wasn't it?

This means that...

"Ron?"

Harry said tentatively.

Hearing this, the two 'snowmen' took off their hoods, and it turned out to be Hermione and Ron.

"Harry, what you just said must not be spread out, otherwise, no one will buy our products!"

Ron complained, but had a bright smile on his face.

Harry laughed loudly after hearing this, hugged Ron and Hermione and said:

"Oh my God, why are you dressed like this? Are you promoting George and Fred?"

"Of course, we are brothers!"

Ron patted his chest and said, but when Hermione heard the words, she sarcastically said:

"I've never heard of someone asking for a commission for helping."

She turned to Harry and said, "Actually, Ron just became a salesman at Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. He helped George and Fred buy things and collected a share of the profits."

Ron's face flushed a little, and he stared at Hermione and said:

"You still have the nerve to talk about me? Aren't you doing the same thing?"

"Am I different from you?" Hermione crossed her arms and raised her head and said, "I am helping George and Fred for free as a friend!"

"Ha! Do you think you are noble? With the characters of George and Fred, they will only treat you as a free tool!"

"Tool people are tool people, so what? As a friend, I feel happy to be able to help George and Fred. That's enough."

Hermione shook her head and said, after that, she and Ron both looked at Harry.

Talk about helping and cheering.

Neither of them combined could compare to Harry.

I remember that on the day Weasley's Wizard Wheezes opened, Harry bought almost everything in the store.

This moved George and Fred so much that they declared on the spot that Harry was their best friend in life.

Such rich behavior is simply inhumane!

However, this is also normal.

After all, Harry had inherited a large fortune.

In addition, Sirius Black also gave Harry the inheritance rights to the Black family property.

Although the Black family's property had been divided up by the members of the Wizengamot Parliament before, not a single bit was left to Sirius.

But a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and the Black family's remaining savings are still an astronomical sum in the eyes of ordinary people.

So it can be said that Harry is now a standard platinum rich second generation!

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The kind that is only one level behind Link!

Harry was a little embarrassed by what they saw, and said with some embarrassment:

"Okay, okay, stop looking at me like that. Can't I buy it? I've bought all these candies. Stop running around selling things. Sit down and rest for a while."

It really is a local tyrant!

Hermione and Ron couldn't help but think.

But on his face, he waved his hands and said:

"No, Harry. Although I, Ron, like to take advantage of small things, I am far from the point where I want to kill acquaintances to make money."

"Ron still has some integrity. As for me, I'm just helping for free. It doesn't matter whether I sell things or not."

As they talked, the two took off their puppet costumes and sat next to Harry.

"Have you heard?"

As soon as they sat down, Ron said enthusiastically, "Furong's sister Gabrielle has transferred to another school!"

"Fleur?"

Harry couldn't help but exclaimed.

He was very impressed by the Beauxbatons warrior. No, every man would be impressed by her after seeing the real person in person. She was definitely a girl with full charm.

Hermione curled her lips when she saw this.

Her view of Fleur was completely opposite to Harry Ron's.

Although I can't say I hate it, I definitely can't say I like it.

"That's right, not only Gabrielle, but Fleur and her family have also come to the country. Currently Fleur's father is working as a translator in Gringotts, and Fleur herself has joined the International Magical Trade Standards Association as a clerk. My father I met her when I was doing errands in the past.”

Ron danced and said, "My father said that Fleur immigrated to the United States through Link and entered the Ministry of Magic. She is now learning the English language. When her language skills become more proficient, she can officially join the International Magical Trade Standards Association. Got a job. It’s a great place and the salary is very high!”

Harry nodded, then shook his head and said:

"But I still don't understand why they came to the country? And the whole family came?"

As soon as this was said, both Hermione and Ron looked at Harry with strange eyes.

After a while, Hermione said:

"Don't you know? Beauxbatons was hit by a terrorist attack not long ago. Not only did most of the buildings in the school collapse, but even many students died. Now there is a turmoil there."

Ron continued:

"Who would want to study in that kind of unsafe school? I guess they must be afraid before coming to Hogwarts. After all, there is no better magic school in the world than Hogwarts! Not only do we have Dumbledore, but we also have Link!"

Hermione nodded, rarely agreeing with Ron's statement.

As long as Link and Dumbledore are around, they are not afraid of any difficulties!

Harry, on the other hand, remained silent.

What happened with the Fleurs was like the last piece of the puzzle.

Completed the thoughts in his mind.

So, it was because Beauxbatons suffered a terrorist attack.

Did this make the Ministry of Magic increase the security at King's Cross Station?

This is quite reasonable.

But, does this really work?

For some reason, Harry always had an ominous feeling in his heart.

"pat-"

While Harry was thinking, the door of the carriage was opened again.

A panting third-grade girl walked in.

"I'm here to give these to Harry...Potter."

She stammered as she handed over a roll of parchment tied with a purple ribbon.

As soon as his eyes made contact with Harry, his face turned red with embarrassment.

Then he stumbled out of the car.

"what?"

Ron asked curiously, and he and Hermione all moved closer.

"It should be an invitation."

Harry said as he pulled away the purple ribbon.

The parchment unfolded smoothly, and accompanied by a burst of lavender chess pieces, it was clearly written on it:

Mr. Harry Potter:

I would be very happy if you could have lunch with me in carriage C.

your faithful

hefprofessor slughorn

"Who is Professor Slughorn?"

Harry said looking at the invitation in confusion.

Hermione and Ron both shook their heads, indicating that they didn't know either.

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded.

"This is a new professor," Neville said, leaning on the door frame of the carriage. "My grandma mentioned him and said he was the Potions professor who taught my parents before. This time he should have been hired back by Dumbledore. Continue to be the Potions Professor."

"What? Potions Professor? Isn't our Potions Professor Snape? Could it be that Dumbledore finally discovered that guy's ambition and fired him?"

Ron said happily.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he was stunned.

Because he found that the Neville who appeared in front of him at this moment had changed a lot compared to before.

He lost a lot of weight.

This is not the kind of weak weight loss, but more like a body that has become well-proportioned and strong after working out.

Not only that, the temperament exuded by Neville now was completely different from usual.

He looked confident and sunny, and he looked very energetic.

Even if he mentioned his grandma like he did together, it would no longer give people a submissive feeling.

This sudden change shocked Harry and others and left them speechless for a moment.

When Neville heard this, he shrugged his shoulders and said:

"Unfortunately, your wish came true. Professor Snape is indeed no longer the Potions Professor. But after discussing with Link, Dumbledore gave him a new job - Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"How is this possible? Snape has failed to apply to become the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor for several years in a row. Everyone in Hogwarts knows that he must have an unknown conspiracy! Dumbledore, he...oh no! It must be Link! He and Snape have a very good relationship, it must be Snape who begged Link! Damn it, this is really too bad!"

Harry shook his head and complained.

With the bad relationship between him and Snape, seeing Snape get his wish was even more uncomfortable than when Harry's Nimbus 2000 was destroyed!

"In any case, let's go there quickly. Professor Slughorn is a very respectable person, and we can't let him wait."

As he spoke, Neville said goodbye to Ron and Hermione, and then pulled Harry out of the carriage.

The two of them walked straight to the back of the car. Harry continued to complain along the way. It was not until they were approaching the C carriage mentioned in the invitation that Harry calmed down and looked at Na with a strange look on his face. Wei said:

"But, having said that, Neville, you have changed so much! What happened in the past two months? Why do you look like... a different person?"

Upon hearing this, Neville paused slightly, turned around and smiled:

"This is all Link's fault. He gave me the chance to take revenge! After I ended Bellatrix's life with my own hands that day, I went to see my parents. I hugged them. I kept crying and shouting. I told them that I finally avenged you. The devil that has been shrouding our hearts for more than ten years has been killed by me! Completely killed!

And since then, I have felt like I was reborn! "

Neville stretched out his hand, raised it to his chest and squeezed it hard. The force he used was so strong that it was as if he was crushing something. "I feel like my whole body is full of power. Harry, can you understand that?" Do you feel it? My whole person is completely new! I decided that I must change myself well. Only by becoming better can I repay Hogwarts and repay Link!"

"Return...return?"

Harry stammered, "I don't think you need to do this. When Link did that, maybe... maybe he didn't want you to repay him. It was just..."

Neville waved his hand and interrupted:

"No, Harry, this is definitely not like that! Link may have never thought of asking for anything in return from me, but as the heir of the Longbottom family, as a man, I can never act like nothing is wrong! This is what my grandma taught me! It’s also my life creed!”

Neville's words were sonorous, powerful and decisive.

The firm aura coming from the front made Harry slightly dazed. He opened and closed his mouth several times before saying:

"Then...well, I sincerely wish you success."

Hearing this, Neville also had a smile on his face.

He rubbed his palms, which were a little red due to excessive exertion, as if he wanted to say something else.

But the carriage door not far from them was suddenly opened.

John's impatient face poked out of the door.

"Who's shouting at the door? It's so noisy, and...oh! So it's you, Harry, and Neville." John, who saw the person clearly, smiled slightly, turned sideways and stepped out of the passage. , "Have you received the invitation too?"

"John, your presence here means... Link is also in it?"

Neville said in disbelief.

Everyone at Hogwarts was aware of Link's close relationship with John.

The two of them have been inseparable since a long time ago.

Generally speaking, wherever Link is there, John must also be there.

It is unclear between the two whether Link likes to follow John or John likes to follow Link.

John didn't mean anything to Neville's reaction, he chuckled and said:

"Of course, come in quickly, don't just stand there stupidly at the door!"

Harry smiled and nodded. Just as he was about to take a step, he found that Neville had already rushed into the car at the speed of a [-]-meter race.

That speed startled John.

"Oh! Link! It's so nice to see you again. It's been so long! Thank you! Thank you! Damn, I'm almost crying!"

Listening to Neville's excited shouts inside, John and Harry looked at each other with helplessness on their faces.