Hogwarts Begins in 1938

Chapter 42

The office has obviously been remodeled, and it is quite different from what Haiwen saw before. It does not have the cold and mysterious feeling of potions, and it is decorated with warm colors everywhere, with fiery red curtains, orange carpets, and burning The woodpile is full of warmth.

A dozen or so students from different colleges were talking with each other. When they heard Slughorn's voice, they all turned their heads curiously and stared at the two for a while.

"I think you all know these two, this one is Mr. Haven Michael who defeated the third grader in a formal duel, and this one is Miss Elena Delacour who has an incomparable talent for potions , They are still in the first grade, and they are attending our party for the first time, so you seniors and sisters, please take good care of them."

After Slughorn's enthusiastic introduction, most people also clapped their hands in a face-saving way, showing warm smiles to welcome them.

"Come on, let me introduce you." Slughorn pulled the two of them and introduced the people in the room to them one by one.

"This is Chris Moon. His father is the Director of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters. I heard that he is now looking for further advancement, is that Chris?" Slughorn smiled and started from a senior Slytherin student. start.

"Maybe, my dad seldom tells me about the affairs of the ministry. I think he probably thought about that position, but who knows if it will work?" He said he didn't know, but Chris clearly revealed that But it has another meaning.

"You should care more about him. I think he will need encouragement and help from his family during this time."

Slughorn nodded with a smile, then walked to the next person, "This is..."

Haiwen, like Elena's marionette, was dragged by Slughorn and showed it to everyone. After walking around, Haiwen knew the energy of high-end parties. Good guy, there are only a dozen people, and there is a director There are children of the family, members of pure-blood families, heirs of big businessmen, and relatives of well-known scholars. It can be said that everyone has their own relationship, and the network of influence spreads throughout the entire British wizarding world.

Among these people, Haiwen and Elena are very eye-catching. They have no noble blood, no relatives of powerful people, and they are just two first-year wizards. How, these people greeted one or two with a friendly attitude at the beginning, but when they found that they couldn't get together, they basically ignored them and chatted enthusiastically.

Haiwen was relieved to be pushed aside. He still couldn't handle this kind of fake party. He just maintained a fake smile on his face, but he felt that his facial muscles were still throbbing. Laughing may cause facial paralysis.

"Huh~" There was a whisper from the side, and Haiwen turned to look at it. Elena seemed to be relieved, and he smiled and asked in a low voice: "Why? You don't like this either?"

"Yeah." Nodding slightly, Elena still had something to say in her heart. Just now she vaguely felt that there was some malicious intent behind someone's smile, but she couldn't bring it out.

"Hehe, I made you so active at the beginning, bear with it, it shouldn't take long." Hai Wen gently squeezed Elena's hand, "It's actually good to listen to them chatting and bragging, if you really don't like it, go down We won't come next time."

Elena felt the temperature on the back of her hand, her heart warmed up, she nodded and said nothing more.

In fact, when Haiwen heard these people boasting about knowing someone and being with someone, he felt a little disdainful in his heart. He was a man who fought side by side with the Dark Lord, did he say that?
As soon as he thought of the Dark Lord here, the chatter over there mentioned it.

"After Grindelwald took down Poland, the news should have spread, but there is no movement here, which is really strange."

"It's not surprising. My dad said that Foley has been trying to hide it. They control all newspapers, including the Daily Prophet, and don't allow any news about Grindelwald to appear on people's dinner tables." Someone mentioned This matter, Chris can't wait to answer.

"But, everyone knows it now, so what's the use of concealing it like this?" Someone asked puzzled.

"Ha, my dad said that Fuli is now like a tortoise, with his head retracted into the shell. Now someone sent a letter to the Ministry to ask about this, but he pretended not to have seen it, and directly burned the letter, expecting Can spend this time like this.” When Chris mentioned Mr. Minister, he was full of disdain, “My dad disagrees with his approach. People have the right to know the truth. My dad always said that no matter what kind of danger there is , you have to know first to prevent it, it’s better than encountering it when you don’t know anything.”

"Oh? What else did Director Moon say?" At this time, Slughorn seemed to be interested, and he started to make jokes, and gave Chris, who was full of desire for performance, a chance.

"My dad said..."

Haiwen felt very interesting listening to these "my dad said" and "my dad said", and it seems that there is a sense of déjà vu, as if there were people like this before.

Just as he was recalling, he heard someone beside him muttering in a low voice: "Isn't it because of a father who somehow climbed from a tea boy to a director? I don’t know what to be proud of, right? This kind of guy who has no strength and can only speak with his mouth is the most incompetent.”

Haiwen turned his head, and a blond boy ran to his side at some point, watching with jealousy as Chris was talking nonsense in the crowd.

It was Ed Janney, a Slytherin boy who was in the same fourth grade as Chris. Haven looked at him speechlessly. If I remember correctly, just now, as Slughorn introduced, this guy's father is Wilson Jenny, director of the Auror office, is this the dislike of the two second-generation officials, or is the grievance of the previous generation continuing downward?

Hmmm, ahh, coping unconsciously, Haiwen didn't want to get involved in any brainless battle between the second generation, but it seemed that Ed seemed to recognize him, and started talking on his own.

"Old Mu En is so weak that he is dying. He was promoted from the Muggle Issues Mediation Committee to the director because of his ability to fool Muggles with his mouth. It seems that Xiao Mu En has also inherited his father's advantages. Listen, listen, just for a while Kung Fu Chris started to help his dad publicize it, which is even more powerful than the Confusion Curse."

"You know the Confusion Curse, right? They say you are stronger than the average third grader? You should know this spell. It doesn't matter if you don't know it. I'll teach you later. With your strength, you should be able to learn it very quickly."

"The status of a wizard should be determined by strength, just like why my dad can sit on an equal footing with ordinary directors? It's because he is the head of the Auror office, the strongest among Aurors, and Aurors are the elite among wizards. So, Haven, don't hang out with people like that."

Speaking of which, Ed pointed to Chris who was still waving his arms and talking, and then pointed to himself, "You can come to me in the future if you have anything to do, I appreciate your performance in the duel ring that day, we will have a lot of common topics Yes." After speaking, Ed patted Haiwen on the shoulder, gave him a heartfelt look, and then walked away.

(End of this chapter)