Professor, please pay the debt

The following holiday, Harry became Scrimgeour's mascot again.

The Minister took him to frequent appearances, to various parties, sometimes to five or six places in a day, and Harry felt like a donkey being led to different mills to do the same work.

That is, shaking hands, taking pictures, smirking, dancing, drinking tea, etc., among which the most annoying thing for him is to dress up for every social gathering.

Every time he changed the occasion, he had to change a set of clothes, because according to etiquette, the dress in social occasions cannot be repeated.

Of course, this does not mean that a piece of clothing can only be worn once.In fact, you can repeat your last prom look as long as you don't have the same guests at both parties.

But, Merlin, Harry didn't have time to check the ball list.So, in order to avoid embarrassment, his clothes became disposable items.

"It's such a waste! You can sell them, even one of them, elves need help, my NGO, the House Elf Rights Promotion Committee, is short of funds, do you understand?"

When Hermione said this, she was standing in front of the fireplace at No. 12 Grimmauld Place, holding a large handful of Floo powder in her hand——

It had been a long time since Snape had told them in class that Floo powder was originally made from Muggle bones, but today, she had to.

In fact, she's not alone.

Harry and the Creevey brothers were also here, and they all stood behind Hermione on the principle of ladies first, and everyone lined up to return to Hogwarts.

The Ministry of Magic has arranged for this one-off Floo connection for this first day of school, so that students can return to school quickly and safely.

The hemp students were all arranged in the home of fellow wizards. Hermione was supposed to go to the Burrow, but she lived in Grimmauld Place after Christmas to help Harry deal with daily affairs.

The same goes for the Creevey brothers, who have become Harry's secretaries, and whoever wants to see Harry has to make an appointment with them.

Hermione failed to raise money for her "vomit," and Harry's attitude toward "vomit" was genuine nausea.

So she walked into the green fire angrily, shouted "Hogwarts!", and disappeared in a whirl.This made the boys breathe a sigh of relief.

Colin took out his notepad and said seriously, "In 2 hours, the director of the Auror office, Mr. Woodrow Johnson, will meet with you at the edge of the Forbidden Forest. In 4 hours, Mr. Karkaroff will meet with you." To talk to you, at 6 o'clock tomorrow morning, His Excellency the Minister of Magic of Romania wants to talk to you—of course, with a two-way mirror."

"That minister is so diligent! Why does he get up so early!" Harry complained.

"It's jet lag!" Colin explained. "Bucharest is two hours ahead of us, you know."

Harry snorted angrily, grabbed a handful of floo powder and walked into the fireplace. When he glanced into the house for the last time, he saw Kreacher bowing to his master and old Mrs. Black bowing to him. Nod in greeting.

Afterwards, he was surrounded by flames.During the high-speed rotation, he vaguely saw some wizard's rooms, and they all passed by before he could see them clearly.Then he slowed down and stopped squarely in Professor McGonagall's fireplace.

The professor who was playing with the bird barely looked up when he crawled out.

"Good evening, Potter. Don't get too much dust on the rug."

"Okay, Professor."

Harry was smoothing his robes when he heard a strange voice say, "Ron, don't be like a woman!"

Oh hell!

As soon as Harry looked up, he saw that snow-white sunflower parrot standing on the shelf in front of the window, looking at him happily with big gray eyes, I really shouldn't have brought you out!Harry thought angrily.

"Mike! What about your upbringing! Don't let Harry lead you down!"

Professor McGonagall taught her pets as if they were students—Harry had given the large, talkative bird to his Headmaster for Christmas.For this reason, Professor McGonagall was very happy, and decided not to hate Harry for quitting the team.

Professor McGonagall's tone greatly embarrassed Harry.So, when Colin and Dennis showed up, the three of them walked out of Professor McGonagall's office.

Hermione was waiting at the door.

"Why didn't you wait inside? Because of the bird?" Harry asked.

"It's nothing to do with Miko, it's cute."

Maybe people with the same temper have the same hobbies. Hermione likes the bird as much as Professor McGonagall, "It's the way Professor McGonagall looks at me that makes me feel like Luna!"

—That's all right, at least Luna won't force me to donate to Vomit!

The four of them walked towards Gryffindor Tower.Harry looked out of the corridor windows. The sun had dipped on the horizon, and the snow on the grounds was deeper than in London.In the distance several tall Aurors could be seen patrolling the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

"It's worthless." Hermione walked up to the fat lady and said the password, "You too!" The fat lady replied playfully, and then unscrewed her body, revealing the portrait hole.

"Oh! That's too much!" Hermione complained as she walked into the crowded common room first.

"Good evening, Harry!"

"Hi Harry, how was your holiday!"

"Harry, why did you refuse my gift?"

"I saw you in the paper, Harry, that was so handsome!"

"You went to Europe..."

……

As soon as Harry showed his face, many people wanted to talk to him, but he had already made an appointment with Woodrow, and Colin was still whispering in his ear reminding him that the time was almost up, so Harry ignored these people and just simply said hello Just going to sneak back to the dormitory.

Hermione acted as his spokesperson in a timely manner, "Everyone, listen to me, Harry's residence is confidential, and no letters or packages are accepted there. If anyone wants to talk to him, please wait until tomorrow, his time tonight It's full..."

When Harry walked to the stairs of the boys' dormitory, he saw that his best friend whom he hadn't seen for a few days was entangled with Lavender. Their mouths were stuck together, and their bodies seemed to be engaged in some kind of stand-up wrestling.

Why is it not over yet?

Harry thought that after taking Ron to Europe to see the world, he would look down on Lavender, but he didn't expect to see this when he returned to school.

Harry was very depressed, he really didn't want to see Lavender, and every moment he hoped that Ron would break up with the girl.It's a pity that the speed of the two getting back together is always faster than breaking up.

"Ro-en-"

Harry shouted exaggeratedly, "When you catch your breath, let's go back to the dormitory. I have something to discuss with you. Hello, Lavender."

The two finally parted ways, "Hello, Harry, the dance you gave was really great!" Lavender didn't blush at all.

"Harry! You're here, I thought you'd be late..."

Ron looked very proud. He seemed to want to show his identity in front of Lavender. He said arrogantly, "It's rare that Scrimgeour let you go. I think he is useless. He just means the same thing as our new password. Take you around to show off, he is really not a good minister!"

Ron was putting on airs when he said that, trying to look like a big shot.

But in fact, it was as ridiculous as a little boy painting himself a beard. Harry couldn't help teasing him, "Then the next minister, you can do it!"

"Me? I can do it!" Ron replied confidently.

"Luo Yiluo! My minister!" Lavender threw himself into Ron's arms excitedly.

……

Harry had to drag him back to the dormitory.

"Since when did you become Ro-Ro?" Harry asked as they walked down the empty corridor together.

"Oh, don't mention that, I don't really like it, but Lavender insists on this, she thinks it will show that our relationship is different."

Ron's tone was not very enthusiastic when he talked about his girlfriend, which made Harry finally have the courage to ask what he had wanted to ask for a long time, "When are you going to break up with Lavender?"

"I don't know, maybe tomorrow, maybe next year!"

Ron's tone was very brisk, and he didn't seem surprised at all, "I know you don't like her, you, and Hermione, even Fred and George didn't express their opinions. That means they don't like LaVine Dude, if they think Lavender is a good girl, even a passing girl, they will hurt me, like, how could that girl fall in love with you...

Things like that, but this Christmas, they didn't say anything.So... oh, this sucks, my first relationship, and everyone was against me. "

"But I don't think you care much," said Harry.

"Isn't there still you?"

Ron stopped at the door of their dormitory, and said carelessly, "If your relationship is announced, not only your family members will object, but the entire wizarding world, oh, everyone will object. Thinking about it this way, I feel Much happier, so..."

"I'm the last one, you think so..." Harry said in a bad tone.

"Oh, this..." Ron realized that his friend was in a bad mood, so he pointed to the ceiling and said, "Look, there's a fried-tailed snail in the sky."

Luo Yiluo!You silly child!Harry stroked his forehead weakly. Ron learned a little bit from Hermione. It seemed that Harry and the dancers had a very bad Christmas Eve, so he tentatively asked, "How are you? I heard that the quarrel Yes, the dancer he..."

"You're likely to be last, Ron..." said Harry, "because I won't give you last anymore..."

"So you broke up?"