The Lonely Dragon of Hogwarts

John estimated that Percy was so embarrassed right now that he could dig his toes out of the three bedrooms and one living room.

Because his complexion was turning red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, the whole person was as stiff as if he was under a petrification spell.

After several seconds, Percy finally came to his senses and murmured:

"You...what did you see?"

Hermione faltered and was speechless.

And John couldn't help laughing and said:

"Give up your illusions, Percy, we've seen it all."

Michelle also followed suit and said curiously:

"Percy, are you rehearsing some comedy show?"

Percy blushed even more.

He almost roared:

"Leave quickly! You are not welcome here!"

"I'm afraid that's not possible," John said calmly, "Mr. Weasley invited us here."

Percy was breathing heavily, clenching his fists, looking like he wanted to rush up and punch John immediately.

However, after estimating the difference in combat power between the two, he finally gave up the idea.

"damn it!"

Percy yelled and ran towards the Burrow not far away without looking back.

John and others also looked at each other and smiled, then followed suit.

After getting closer, John and the three discovered that the Burrow was actually different from the wizard's residence they usually imagined.

This is a very lively place.

Vegetables were grown in the yard outside the burrow, and there were several rusty cauldrons placed in the corners. A few chickens were pecking at insects in the field.

Occasionally, an unlucky garden gnome would pop up, only to be pecked hard by a chicken.

There were a few ducks eating water plants in the small pond, and there was a pig pen a little further away. Two fat pigs were pulling their front legs on the low wall, sticking their heads out and looking at them curiously.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is still the strange-looking building.

At this moment, the sound of quarrels was coming through the open window.

"...Why do you invite them to your home? I hate Shafiq! If I had known they would come, I shouldn't have come back from the Ministry of Magic! I still have a report that I need to finish and give to Mr. Crouch..."

"Shut up! Percy! John and Michelle are our guests!"

"Yes, I don't allow you to say that about my friends!"

"Ron! You traitor! You..."

"crunch-"

John led Michelle and Hermione to open the door of the Burrow.

The quarrel inside stopped abruptly.

Percy, whose face was flushed, was trembling and staring at everyone present, looking very angry.

Unfortunately, no one paid attention to him.

The Weasleys, the Weasley twins, Ron and others were all staring at John at the door.

What surprised John even more was that Harry was here too.

The next moment, Mrs. Weasley was the first to react.

This is a short, fat woman with a very kind face.

She smiled and said hello:

"Hello, John, darling. Of course! And Michelle and Hermione! Oh my God! Why did you come just now!"

Mrs. Weasley looked like she wanted to give John and the others a hug.

But she was obviously more concerned about the oil stains on her body caused by making lunch for everyone.

This can be seen from the way she keeps wiping her hands on her apron.

Seeing this, the corners of John's mouth raised slightly, and Hao took the initiative to give her a hug without disdain.

Michelle and Hermione followed suit.

Especially Michelle, who was practically laughing and hanging on Mrs. Weasley, so lively.

Hermione then took out the gift from the Grangers.

This instantly caught Mr. Weasley's attention.

"Muggle gifts? Wait! Show me! I've always been curious about what Muggles use to give gifts!"

Mr. Weasley shouted as he took the gift.

Looking at the careful and careful movements, it seems like he is holding some treasure.

This scene made everyone laugh.

The only person there who couldn't laugh was Percy.

Seeing this joyous scene, his breathing became even more rapid, and he couldn't help shouting:

"Damn it! Didn't you listen to me? I don't welcome Shafiq!"

This statement came out.

The laughter in the room suddenly stopped.

John looked at Percy coldly.

Mr. Weasley frowned too.

As for Mrs. Weasley, she was more direct.

"Percy! I won't allow you to say such unreasonable things in front of the guests!"

Mrs. Weasley grabbed Percy's ear, "Especially for such an outstanding guest as John! Haven't you seen how polite they are? Can't you learn more from John?"

It was okay if Mrs. Weasley didn't say it, which made Percy even more intolerable.

He jerked away from Mrs. Weasley's hand, stamped on the floor and said:

"Don't--try to control me anymore! I've grown up! I work for Mr. Crouch now! I'm no worse than John Shafiq!"

"I don't think so,"

Ron curled his lips and said, "John is the youngest holder of the Order of Merlin in history.

I heard last time that the minister wanted to invite John to work in the minister's office as his chief secretary after graduation. "

"Rumors! These are just rumors!"

Percy said with a blush.

He looked like he wanted to continue convincing Ron.

But before he could speak, John interrupted:

"Crouch? You mean Barty Crouch?"

"You should use the honorific title when calling Mr. Crouch!" Percy complained dissatisfied. "He is the director of the International Magical Cooperation Department and my boss! He values ​​me very much. It won't be long before I can be promoted!"

After saying this, he felt a little proud again.

Obviously he is very satisfied with his current professional situation.

John chuckled, shook his head and said:

"To be honest, Crouch's identity is very embarrassing. The more he values ​​you, the worse your situation will be in the future."

"What did you say?"

Percy looked furious.

John ignored him and continued:

"This is not a secret, you will know it if you ask around in the ministry.

He and the current Minister for Magic, Cornelius Fudge, have always been at odds with each other.

The two men also competed for the position of Minister of Magic.

In the end, if it weren't for Crouch's son being found out to be a Death Eater, Fudge would most likely not be able to compete with Crouch.

It is precisely because of this that Fudge has always been wary of Crouch and continues to suppress him.

The reason why Crouch was transferred from the position of Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement to the Department of International Magical Cooperation was due to Fudge's suppression.

In this case, how do you think Secretary Fudge would treat the people Crouch values? "

Every time John said another word, Percy's face turned paler.

By the end, Percy's originally red face had turned completely gray.

He looked at Mr. Weasley in disbelief.

"Well - although what John said is true, the International Magical Cooperation Department actually still has a future."

Mr. Weasley said with some embarrassment, "You don't have to worry about these things, Percy, you are still so young, there will always be opportunities in the future."

"Perhaps I can help in this regard."

John smiled and continued, "As you all know, Mr. Minister owes me and Professor Snape some favors because of the 'Black Incident' last year.

Maybe I could talk to the Minister and see if he can move Percy to another department. "

"Is what you said true?"

Mr. Weasley said with surprise on his face.

Due to some special reasons in his life, it is no longer possible for him to be promoted.

But he didn't want his son to waste his life in a position with no future like him.

It would be great if John could help.

Mrs. Weasley next to her also looked moved when she heard this.

However, John's words sounded so harsh to Percy's ears at this moment.

For a long time in the past, he had been proud of his success in entering the Ministry of Magic after graduation.

As a result, he only reacted now.

It turns out that the International Magic Cooperation Department is actually such a place.

And what he admires is Mr. Crouch who talks about it every day.

He is also a loser who failed in the struggle and was demoted.

The most terrible thing is that he is still bragging about these things to the people around him, looking very proud of himself.

One moment he looks down on this, and the next he looks down on that.

What would those who knew the truth think of him?

Percy could even imagine his colleagues and friends laughing at his ignorance behind his back!

'It turns out that the clown is myself! '

Thinking of this, Percy felt dizzy.

He pushed Ron who was blocking the way and rushed directly to the second floor.

The Weasleys were about to go up to persuade them, but Ron stopped them.

"Leave it alone Percy!"

Ron rubbed his sore arm and said, "He doesn't deserve John's help!"

"Yes, Master Shafiq, you really shouldn't have helped Percy."

The Weasley twins chimed in.

They hooked John's shoulders on the left and right, and said with a smile, "Instead of helping him, you might as well help us. We have a good business to discuss with you."