Hogwarts: From Squibs to Greatness

Chapter 69 Visiting the Ministry of Magic

Inside the carriage, the Weasley twins laughed.

And Harry, who simply ate some snacks to replenish his strength, found a comfortable angle and leaned on the back of the chair, and he was also happy from ear to ear.

Seeing Hedwig, who was full and flapping her wings from time to time in the cage, Harry thought of something and said directly to Ron:
"Ron, help me release Hedwig! It can fly behind us. After all, he has been locked in a cage all this time, and it hasn't spread its wings for a long time."

Because his parents were not around now, Ron and the others couldn't use the wand, so when he heard Harry's words, Ron didn't know what to do for a while.

At this time, George, who was sitting in front, turned his head with a smile, and reached out to take the birdcage from Ron's arms.

I saw George take out an ordinary hair clip from his pocket, insert it directly into the lock hole of the birdcage and start picking the lock.

"Many wizards think that learning this Muggle trick is a waste of time," Fred said happily while holding the steering wheel. Practical isn't it?"

There was a light "click", and the door opened suddenly.

George shook the handle and lowered the car window. Hedwig let out a brisk cry, like a white lightning rushing out of the window from the birdcage, flapping her wings heartily to relieve the pain of this month's imprisonment.

When Hedwig was gliding beside the flying car like a ghost, Ron and the others finally asked Harry about the details of this period of time.

So Harry told them the exact story of his first encounter with Dobby, the warning he gave Harry, the smashed viola pudding.

And most importantly, the means to get him warned by the Ministry of Magic.

After listening to Harry describe everything that happened during this period, the car fell into a long silence.

"Very suspicious...very suspicious," Fred said after thinking about it.

"Obviously there's something wrong with it," George agreed. "He won't even tell you who's planning this?"

"I don't think he can talk." Harry recalled Dobby's behavior. "Every time he was about to say something, he would bang his head against the wall, or hit his head with all kinds of things."

He saw Fred and George look at each other.

"What, you think he's lying to me?" said Harry.

"Well..." Fred weighed his words carefully. "Let's put it this way... House-elves' magic is also great, but they generally can't use magic without their master's permission."

"I think Dobby was sent by someone to prevent you from going back to Hogwarts. Someone is trying to play tricks on you. Do you have any enemies at school?"

"Yes!" Harry and Ron looked at each other and said in unison.

"Draco Malfoy," Harry explained, "he hates me."

"Draco Malfoy?" George turned around and asked, "Is it Lucius Malfoy's son?"

"Probably, this surname is not common, right?" Harry asked curiously, "What's the matter?"

"I heard Dad talk about him," George said, frowning, "Lucius Malfoy is the best friend of You-Know-Who."

"After the You-Know-Who disappeared," Fred turned to look at Harry, "Lucius Malfoy came back and said that it had nothing to do with him. This is complete nonsense! My dad guessed he was the You-Know-Who's confidant."

Harry had heard Ron tell these rumors about the Malfoys when he was on the train, so he wasn't surprised at all.

Compared with Malfoy, Dudley is simply a honest and sensible child.

"I don't know if the Malfoys have elves..." said Harry.

"The family with the elves must be an old wizarding family, and rich," said Fred.

Harry was silent, he could imagine Malfoy walking around a large manor house with a big head, and sending servants to prevent Harry from going back to Hogwarts was very similar to Malfoy's doing.

Harry couldn't help but wondered if he was too stupid to take Dobby's words seriously.

"By the way, you can actually ask John about the house-elves!" Fred said as if remembering something, "John is a Hufflepuff, and he must often deal with the house-elves in the Hogwarts kitchen. Ask him for sure!"

Hearing Fred's words, Harry immediately thought back to the time when he first met John before entering school, as if John was accompanied by house elves at that time.

"I remember, John seems to have a house-elf himself." Harry said slowly

"Really? Our mother always wanted an elf to iron our clothes," said George enviously.

Fred continued: "But we only have that nasty ghoul in the attic and the goblins in the garden. The elves are found in the old manors and castles. They can't be found in our house. It's really not good." Know how John got it..."

When Ron heard Harry mentioning John as if he remembered something, he hurriedly said: "By the way, speaking of John, Harry, you also know that John was originally a member of the Selwyn family, but because they thought John was a squib, they will He got kicked out."

"Well, I know, what happened?" Harry nodded, looking at Ron curiously
Seeing Ron lower his voice, he said mysteriously: "You don't know, some time ago, the front page of the "Daily Prophet" was all about the Selwyn family for two consecutive days. I don't know the specifics, but in general It is that the Selwyn family has disappeared, it seems that the family was hit by a meteorite."

"And my dad told us that this matter is not that simple, because the Aurors who investigated at the time found a large number of Death Eaters and werewolf corpses from the Selwyn family."

"Then John, is he okay?" Harry asked with some concern.

"John is fine. I asked Errol to send a letter to John some time ago, asking him about you." Ron waved his hand to reassure Harry.

"That's good..." Harry breathed a sigh of relief.

He couldn't help but recalled what happened last semester again. He didn't tell Ron and Hermione that he wasn't stunned by Quirrell, but by John.

Although Dumbledore later explained to himself why John did this, he didn't know why he always felt that John was always shrouded in a fog. He seemed to know many things and many secrets.

Just like what Ron said about the Selwyn family just now, in fact, a thought popped into Harry's mind immediately, that is, John did all of this.

The thought startled him.

Aside from such thoughts, Harry had always had the absurd feeling that John even knew about his parents, but how could that be possible?John is obviously the same age as them, and it is impossible to know about his parents.

In the end, Harry could only blame it on the fact that John was too powerful to make him have such an illusion.

Shaking off those unreliable thoughts in his mind, Harry asked curiously: "By the way, how does your father know so much information? Does your father work in the Ministry of Magic?"

Hearing Harry's words, Ron curled his lips: "Yeah, he works in one of the most boring departments - the Misuse of Muggle Substances Office."

"what?"

"It is forbidden to cast magic on things made by Muggles, lest they return to Muggles' shops or homes." Fred said without turning his head, clutching the steering wheel tightly.

Just now, he accidentally deviated from the direction because of talking, and he didn't want to deviate from the direction again.

George said: "Like last year, an old witch died, and her tea set was sold to an antique shop. A female Muggle bought the tea set and went home to invite friends to drink tea. It was a nightmare, because Dad worked overtime for several weeks on this matter."

"What's going on?" Harry asked curiously.
"The teapot suddenly went berserk, boiling hot tea was sprayed everywhere, and a man was admitted to the hospital with sugar cube tongs clamping his nose. This incident was so shocking that it made it into the Muggle newspapers"

"Dad was so busy, it was just him and an old wizard named Perkins in the office, and they had to use oblivion spells and everything to cover it up..."

Harry seemed to realize something, looked at the speeding car he was riding in, and showed a shocked expression: "But your father... this car..."

Fred laughed happily at Harry's words, and then said, "Yeah, Daddy's into everything Muggle-related, and our shed is full of Muggle things, and he takes them apart. Open, apply magic, and reassemble."

"If the Ministry of Magic wants to search my house, my father will have to arrest him. My mother is going crazy because of this. I don't know how many times I have said it, but my father will still go his own way."

"That's the road," George said suddenly, looking down through the windshield now.

"We'll be home in 10 minutes...fortunately, it's almost dawn..."

A faint red glow appeared on the eastern horizon.

Fred lowered the car a little, and Harry saw a dark pattern of fields and clusters of trees.

"Let's stay a little outside the village so that other people won't see it," George said, looking around.

The car flew lower and lower, and a red sun had already appeared among the bushes.

"Landing!" Fred yelled, and the car gave a slight jolt to the ground.They landed next to a shabby garage surrounded by a small yard.

Harry looked at Ron's house for the first time.

Just when Harry got out of the car with curiosity and followed Ron and the others to the "burrow" where the Weasleys lived.

The two protagonists they talked about just now, John Williams and Arthur Weasley, are talking in the conference room belonging to the Office of the Prohibition of Misuse of Muggle Items in the Ministry of Magic at the moment.

Soon this conversation was over, Arthur smiled and opened the door, politely asked John to leave the meeting room.

Then Arthur took John to other departments. On the way, Arthur said with a smile: "Mr. Williams, the certificate you want will be processed soon. In fact, it doesn't matter if you don't apply for the relevant certificate. The alchemy props you provided, It's just that it resembles a Muggle item in appearance."

"However, Mr. Williams, your talent in alchemy is really amazing. The alchemy props you made are really exquisite. I think Mr. Scrimgeour will definitely like your works."

"I appreciate your compliment, Mr. Weasley," John said with a smile.

The reason why he was in the Ministry of Magic was because he had planned it in the first place.

After visiting Nicole Flamel to inquire about the alchemy workshop, he officially launched his business plan.

Although the process of the whole thing was different from what he expected, the final result was still very smooth, relying on the alchemy books left by the teacher.

It didn't take long for John to figure out how to build an alchemy workshop.

So after preparing all the materials for the establishment of the workshop, John brought samples of the alchemy props he would sell in the future to the Ministry of Magic for evaluation and a wave of sales.

The reason why he came to the Office of Prohibiting the Misuse of Muggle Items where Ron's father was located was simply because John wanted to meet Arthur Weasley, an alchemist, and John was a little interested in the speeding car he transformed.

By the way, it is also to apply for a relevant certificate, to prepare for a rainy day, and to prevent someone from falsely accusing him that his alchemy products were transformed from Muggle items in the future.

Soon, accompanied by Arthur Weasley, the two arrived at the door of Auror's office.

　Sorry for posting so late.

　　After an examination in the afternoon, the doctor said that the soft tissue of my wrist was contused. If I don’t pay attention, it may cause inflammation and tenosynovitis, so I slowed down my typing speed a little.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)