HP meets at Hogwarts

Chapter 180 VII Miscellaneous

One day at the end of June, southern Germany.A silent forest.

Skool and Moody walked in the forest, with a canopy of trees so lush that it could barely see the sun.Walking to an oak tree with three people hugging each other, Scull spoke, "Moody, stop, you can wait for me here."

Moody lifted the basket in his hand as the Eye spun around, and nodded.

Scull walked forward about ten steps, bypassing a few plain-looking trees, and a small wooden house suddenly appeared in the forest.

Go forward and knock on the door.

After a while, the door was opened, and a thin goblin opened the door. He looked much better-tempered than the last time Skool saw him, at least he was no longer so grumpy when he met him.

However, his tone was still unkind, "Why did you come? A little later, I thought you were just like that old guy, and you were about to move—"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Egudo," Scull said. "There's been a delay."

Aigudo waved his hand, "Don't talk nonsense." He walked into the room and held four sets of armor and stuffed them into Skool's hands, "The production process of four sets of armor is a little more complicated than imagined, plus 2 Wan Galon. The armor can defend against spells below the Unforgivable Curse, and can weaken the effect of the Unforgivable Curse to a certain extent. But don’t even think about trying it under the Death Curse, it depends on the caster— —Hmph, and, if the spell hits somewhere else, the armor won't be to blame..."

"Okay," Scull said.

Aigudo glanced at Skool and stretched out his hand, "Here's the money, you get out."

Skool took off the backpack behind him, took out a pen and paper from it, signed a bearer Gringotts withdrawal check, and wrote a check for 3 Galleons.

Aigudo took the check away from Scull, glanced at it, and glanced at Scull, "What do you want?"

Taking out a small bucket from the backpack, Scull handed it to Aigudo with both hands, and said respectfully, "I want to discuss a cooperation with you, Mr. Aigudo."

"Cooperation? Humph, that's nice to say—" Aigudo still took the wooden barrel handed by Skool, "You who hold the wand don't—"

The cork was opened, and a strong aroma of wine instantly filled the room.

Aigudo stopped talking all of a sudden, he frowned, sniffed the liquid in the barrel twice, and shook it again.Scull just in time offered a glass.

Roughly snatching the cup from Scull, Scull poured out a half-full glass of clear liquid from the barrel.

"This is? Wine?" Aigudo said in a puzzled tone for the first time, and he sniffed again, "Transparent color, but not vodka." He said and took another sip, "Never It tastes like nothing I've ever tasted before."

Smash your mouth, Aigudo asked bluntly, "Hey! Boy, what is this?"

"Baijiu," said Skool, "from the Far East, China."

"White wine?" Aigudo said, swirling the wine in the glass again, "Not bad, it has a lot of stamina."

"There is an old saying in China, 'drink a glass of baijiu and make friends'. I am very happy to make Mr. Aigudo a friend, and I would like to talk to you about cooperation."

"Humph——" Ai Guduo snorted heavily, "You gave the money voluntarily, and I'll take it as the chat fee for talking with you just now! I'll accept the wine, but don't try to bribe me like this, get out! "

The door slammed shut.

The dilapidated wooden door was only a few centimeters away from Skool's nose.

Taking a step back, Scull touched his nose, smiled, and walked to the place where Moody had been waiting.

"Moody, give me the basket."

Carrying the basket and walking back to the cabin, Skool put the basket in front of the cabin and knocked on the door.Not waiting for the manic voice in the wooden house to sound, Scull said loudly, "Mr. Aigudo, I am not talking about cooperation, but there is something at the door, please. As far as I know, only you can help. Thank you, I'm leaving."

As soon as Skull left, the door of the cabin opened again with a creak. Aigudo frowned and looked at the basket at the door. The basket was covered by a small piece of blue cloth, and there was a piece of parchment on it, which was filled with words.

Take the parchment.

Mr. Aigudo:

Hello, there is a newborn fairy baby in the basket. His parents were killed when the mysterious man broke through Gringotts in London. The Order of the Phoenix rescued him, but there is no place to place and take care of him. I hope you can Take him in and take care of him.Here, a maintenance fee of [-] Galleons is left.His name is Teddy.Thank you for everything that happened.

In addition, if you have any other needs, such as hiding your identity, changing the location, or looking for some precious materials, or wanting to drink some good wine, you can send a letter to the following address with an owl: Saint-Michel, the fifth district of Paris, France Box 13, Hall Avenue.Please indicate Mr. Aigudo and your address under the letter, and I will contact you as soon as possible.

Aigudo snorted inexplicably, and lifted the blue cloth. In the basket, a young goblin baby was biting its fingers and sleeping soundly. Beside him was a [-] Galleon unregistered Gringotts withdrawal card. check slip.

Aigudo picked up the check slip in the basket and slammed the wooden door shut.

Perhaps the sound of the wooden door closing was too loud, waking up the sleeping fairy baby, who immediately opened his throat and cried loudly.After a while, Aigudo opened the door again, looked left and right, and muttered irritably, "Trouble!" He entered the door with a basket, and the door was closed again with a slap.

Scull, who was hiding behind a big tree, grinned, and walked towards the direction where Moody was waiting.

"Okay, Moody, let's go back. It's over."

"Did it go well?" Moody asked gruffly.

"good."

July passed day by day, and the wild grass in the middle of Grimmauld Place became more and more lush in the sun. The tenant of No. 12 has not been discovered by the surrounding people, and No. 12 itself is unknown.The Muggle residents of Grimmauld Place had long been used to the ludicrous error of number 11 next to number 13.

A summer thunderstorm came and went quickly. In the evening, the sky was turned orange red by the newly exposed sun, and it looked very beautiful with dark clouds.

Wearing only glasses and a mask, An apparated in a wet suit at the top of the steps of house No. 12. She was not wearing a gray robe, a simple plaid shirt, cropped jeans, and canvas shoes.Behind her was a black guitar case.The black hair is no longer short, and the half-length hair is tied into a small knot behind the head.

Pulling out her wand from a hidden pocket of the guitar case behind her, Ann knocked on the door lock, and with a sound, the door swung inward, and Ann stepped in.

Just as she closed the front door and took off her mask, Hermione walked over with a dry towel in her arms.Passing the towel to Ann, Hermione took the guitar case from Ann.Taking off her glasses, Ann wiped her face with a towel, and then, with a click, Ann leaned slightly and kissed Hermione's cheek.

After stealing the kiss, An San took two steps and ran to the second floor with the slippers placed in the hallway drooping.

Hermione smiled and followed with her guitar case in her arms.

After taking a shower, Ann walked out of the bedroom wearing only a simple white T-shirt and black cropped slacks. Hermione was sorting out the materials and letters from the guitar case.

Ann walked over to wrap her arms around Hermione from behind and poked her head over Hermione's shoulder, who was holding a magical photo of the Grangers standing in front of a gothic church, waving at the camera and smiling happily .

"Wow, this is the Sacred Heart Cathedral in Guangzhou. Li Qing took them to play here. It's pretty good." Ann said, "I've been there once. There are so many old buildings nearby, which is quite interesting."

Hermione raised the letter in her hand and said with a smile, "They said they had a good time."

"That would be the best," Ann said. "You can call them tonight and say you got the letter. Shipping through the Muggle world is safe, but it does take time."

"Well—" Hermione promised, turned around, hooked Ann's neck and kissed her.

"Hermione, I want to ask..."

A voice sounded from the stairs.

Hermione let go of Ann with red ears, An raised her eyebrows dissatisfied, and looked towards the stairs.

Harry held a map in his hand and looked a little at a loss. Although it wasn't the first time Ann kissed Hermione in front of him and Ron, it was the first time he had interrupted them.

Taking an awkward step back up the steps, Harry stammered, "I, I'll come down later—"

"No, no..." said Hermione, taking Ann's hand.

"Just tell me if you have any questions." Ann said, tightening Hermione's hand, and sat down on the sofa, "And here are some letters for you. Where's Ron? Call him down too. "

Ron yawned and sat down on the sofa, and Harry had already asked a few questions.

Ann frowned and turned to Ron, and asked, "What did you do last night?"

"Nothing." Ron said, "I just didn't sleep well." He shook a piece of parchment in his hand again, "I was memorizing the itinerary in the morning, and I took my lunch break in the afternoon."

Ann squinted his eyes and looked Ron up and down, before turning to the parchment covered on the coffee table without saying anything.

"The Ministry of Magic has now entered a state of martial law. Now only the middle and high-level people in the Ministry use Floo to go to work, and everyone else walks to work. It may only become stricter in the future. I suggest that the plan be carried out as soon as possible."

Harry frowned, and Hermione bit her lower lip, thinking.Ron propped his chin up and stared at the map and information on the coffee table, but his eyes were loose.

Noticing this, An frowned, and was about to speak, but swallowed again.

"Besides this, there is another piece of news." Ann took out a copy of "The Daily Prophet" from the guitar case, "Hogwarts will start early."

"What?" The three said in unison, and Hermione and Harry stood up from their seats.

On the front page of the paper was a large photo of a familiar hooked-nosed, dark-haired man staring at them.The header above is:

Severus Snape takes over as Headmaster of Hogwarts

"Impossible!" cried Harry and Hermione at the same time.

Hermione was the quickest, grabbing the newspaper and reading it aloud.

"The latest decision of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, decided by the Ministry of Magic and the school board, Hogwarts will start on August 8 this year. Severus Snape, senior magician of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry The Pharmacy teacher, who was appointed headmaster today, is the most significant of several personnel changes at the venerable school. The former Muggle Studies teacher has resigned and will be replaced by Alecto Caro, her brother Amycus will be teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts.'

"'I am delighted to have the opportunity to uphold the best of our magical traditions and values—'Just kill people and cut off ears, I suppose! Snape, Headmaster! Snape is sitting in Dumbledore's office—Merlin's Pants!" Hermione shrieked, startling Ann, Harry, and Ron.She jumped up from the table, rushed out of the living room, and ran to the third floor, shouting: "I'll be right back!"

"Merlin's pants?" An touched her chin and smiled, "It's so interesting!"

"Okay!" Harry said angrily, "Even Hogwarts has been completely taken over by them now! Brother and sister Rocca are Death Eaters, aha, Muggle studies teacher? Are you studying how to kill Muggles?" ?”

"Will the other teachers tolerate it?" Ron asked.

"What do you think?" Harry said angrily, "They have no choice but to stay and teach. If the Ministry of Magic and Voldemort are Snape's backers, then either stay and teach, or go to Azkaban A few years—that's pretty lucky. I reckon they'll stick around and try to protect the students."

A dim light flashed in Ron's eyes, and he let out an oh.

"How did the Order of the Phoenix handle this?" Harry asked Ann instead.

"Don't deal with it." Ann glanced at Ron and said, "There's no way to deal with it. It's hard to maintain the status quo. With some small actions in the dark, the Order of the Phoenix can't expose more people."

Harry walked up and down the living room, finally heaved a long sigh, and sat back in his seat.

Hermione ran down the stairs panting, Ann handed Hermione a glass of water in time, and Hermione drank half of the glass in one go.

"I'm reminded of one thing," said Hermione breathlessly, "that painting in Harry's room on the third floor, Phineas Nigellus."

"What?" said Ron.

But both Harry and Ann understood. "Snape can send Phineas Nigellus into this house to find out what's going on," Hermione explained to Ron. "Let him do it now, Phineas Nigellus just Can see the dust in the old cabinets on the fifth floor."

Ann smiled approvingly at Hermione.

"Is there anything else going on, Ann?" Hermione asked.

"It's nothing," Ann said. "Can I go downstairs for dinner? I'm hungry."

"Okay, let's go eat."

Throughout the meal, the main chatter was only Harry, Ann and Hermione, with Ron occasionally chiming in.

This situation lasted for a few days, and Harry and Hermione also found out that something was wrong, but Ron didn't seem to care much about their persuasion.

Until the night before Harry's birthday at the end of July, Ann knocked on the door of Harry's room on the third floor, and Ron had moved to the fourth floor several days ago.

Harry didn't fall asleep either, he opened the door quickly, but when he saw Ann standing outside the door, he looked surprised.

"What? Surprised? I guess you expected Ron to be standing here?" Ann said.

"Yeah." Harry said matter-of-factly, "Yes."

An smiled, and lifted the can of beer in her hand, "Come out for a chat?"

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