Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 442 Changes
"Hermione, how did you know about this?"

asked McGuffin, suddenly reminded of her threat to Malfoy.

"De LS Malfoy once wrote a letter to Diggory Cedric expressing his love... I happened to meet after using [Time-Turner]." Hermione said, "And you know the last time Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw Quidditch match... the rumor that 'Cedric waterproofed his girlfriend Qiu Zhang' was popular? She also did it."

"Then you relied on this to threaten DeLS Malfoy last time?"

"Yeah!" Hermione nodded, a little casually. "After being rejected, this guy became annoyed and spread a lot of rumors about Cho Chang and Cedric. Even I, a Gryffindor, can hear a thing or two."

"It seems that LS Malfoy still has nostalgia for Diggory, and the letter of refusal and confession has not been dealt with... Otherwise, it should not be discovered..."

Listening to Hermione's words, McGuffin and Harry looked at each other.

They felt more and more a chill all over their body.

Although the two knew that De LS had no memory of the boy Draco at all, they still had half of the impression of the blond boy Draco in their hearts.

They couldn't even imagine that she fell in love with a Hufflepuff boy.

Unbelievable!

The ancients do not deceive me, anything can happen these days!

Although this happened to other little witches, it was normal, but it was Malfoy!

On the way back to King's Cross Station, the atmosphere in McGuffin's carriage became very strange...

Ron was in autism; Hermione was dragged by Percy to discuss the ranking of the wizard (this guy seemed to have to confirm how attractive he was in Penello's heart), which made Hermione very upset;
Professor Lupine was worried about Fudge's 'big plan'; and Harry and McGuffin were struggling to convert Draco's cognition into the witch DeLS Malfoy in their brains.

What I have seen and heard just now has completely proved that in reality, LS Malfoy is a 13-year-old little witch, not the little blond boy who fights with Harry all day long.

Fortunately, the train will arrive soon, and they don't have much time to think about it.

When McGuffin and Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Professor Lupine stepped out of the train,
First of all, sure enough... he saw Fudge at a glance.

That guy was discussing something with Rita Skeeter and two young cameramen, and there was a large circle of adult wizards who came to greet him.

Among them was Ron's father, Mr. Wesley.

Fudge greeted Lupine loudly when he saw Lupine,

"Remus, here!"

"Rita will take a better picture of us later... This is the biggest reform of the Ministry of Magic in the wizarding world in the past century. We will do our best to maintain equality among all races... Of course, under my leadership!"

Fudge yelled loudly.

Lupine reluctantly moved over.

"Albert, it just so happens that you come over too."

Fudge pointed here, and Goodman who sent him next to him directly pulled McGuffin over.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione also followed curiously.

And Percy, who was going out with them, had already trotted all the way to Fudge's side.

However, he was unceremoniously pushed to the other side by Rita Skeeter.

"Okay, there's not much time...we have to hurry!"

Fudge urged, tightly pulling MacGuffin, Lupine, Goodman, and himself together.

"Smile, Remus!"

"Minister, what's the matter?" Lupine stood there helplessly.

"I'll talk about it later, I'll talk about it later! Hurry up, the little wizards are still in a hurry to get together with their parents, let's not get in the way!"

Fudge pulled several people into the lens of the photographer.

After Rita Skeeter reprimanded the two young photographers several times, she also stood in the line.

--Snapped!

As a cloud of purple smoke drifted up, it mixed into the white mist of the magic train.

Rita Skeeter happily announced loudly, "It's done."

After finishing speaking, she grabbed Harry with all her strength and brought him in front of McGuffin and Lupine.

Her fat fingers produced a gleaming gold quill and a long roll of heavy parchment from a new red lady's bag and stared at them.

"Minister, before I start interviewing you, I wonder if I can see what Harry thinks about this?"

Rita asked Fudge, this guy's tone was more arrogant than the last time we met.

"No problem!" said Fudge loudly. "I have to tell Goodman a few more things. You guys go ahead? I just don't know—does Harry object?"

"Hmm—" Harry couldn't figure out what happened, but he was very concerned about Lupine's condition. Although he knew that the curly-haired lion head was very difficult to deal with, he agreed.

"Great! Lupine and MacGuffin just happened to come with you two? I guess you don't know what's going on, do you?"

"I'll explain it to you!" Rita Skeeter laughed, a smile of false enthusiasm on her face.

In this female reporter's fanatical narration, McGuffin, Professor Lupine and the others gradually understood the cause and effect of the incident.

"You mean... Fudge is going to represent the Ministry of Magic to hire a werewolf for the first time, and you want me as a representative to focus on reporting and publicity..." Lupine concluded.

"Uh,...that's right! But it's far from that simple...Because many pure-blood families and wizard families are very worried about the integration of werewolves into the magical world, so there will be a series of trials in the future...Let's see the effect, and a new department will be established to manage werewolves."

"And the most important point... is that a werewolf like you actually served as the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts for a year without incident, and even stood on the side of the Ministry of Magic in the most critical period, assisting the professors in saving Hogwarts... Could there be a better story than this? This point needs to be publicized so that people's stereotypes of werewolves can be reversed! Only then can this matter proceed smoothly."

Rita Skeeter pulled the already big face and said in a very 'serious and serious' way, but in McGuffin's view, this guy was more like some kind of extremely exaggerated caricature of a big man.

——Fake to the extreme.

"But... what can I do?" Lupine didn't lose his head because of Rita Skeeter's words. He knew how deep-rooted people's discrimination against werewolves was in this magical world. Even if Fudge said so, there was no place for him in the Ministry of Magic.

If he really rushed to recruit himself into the Ministry of Magic, not only the pure-blood family, but even the employees of the Ministry of Magic would quit directly.

No one wants to work with a werewolf who can go berserk, tear apart, and infect himself at any time.

Mentioning this made Rita Skeeter even more energized, spitting... like a rainstorm in July and August.

McGuffin and the others had to take several steps back to avoid this guy's sudden 'attack'.

"Let me tell you... there is a good opportunity right now, in the North Sea... a sub-institution co-hosted by the British Ministry of Magic and the United International Association. Due to the lack of personnel, there is a need to hire some people who can deal with black magic and are not afraid of evil forces..."

"How is it? That place is surrounded by the sea, with beautiful scenery, and you can also meet with the high-level officials of the Ministry of Magic and the International Union of Magic from time to time... At the same time, you can control dozens to hundreds of people... One person can receive two salaries... Such a good position, if I hadn't already been a review supervisor, I would have applied for it long ago."

Rita Skeeter stood in front of Lupin, her eyes were shining strangely, her face was puffed up, she danced and waved the quill and parchment, looking like a Muggle cultist, fanatical and weird.

"So good?" Harry felt a little moved for Lupine. He knew that Professor Lupine's living conditions were not good when they met for the first time. His worn-out suitcase and clothes full of patches proved this point. If there is a better job...

"That's right!" Rita Skeeter seemed to have become Cornelius Fudge's TV salesman, desperately telling him about the benefits of this job, such as five social insurances and one housing fund, two allowances, two benefits... Less interpersonal communication, no interruptions...

"What are you waiting for, Remus Lupine! If I were you, I would have to agree. There is no better opportunity than this, with food and shelter included... a castle surrounded by sea views and other living conditions... There are hundreds of people under my command..."

She kept repeating her words, bewitching several people.

Although Lupine was very skeptical of this proposal, he also began to be a little moved when he heard the condition of less human interaction and no interruptions.

(Only a werewolf would feel how he was treated normally, and it was most urgent for him to stay away from the discrimination and humiliation of the wizarding world.)
But fortunately there was a sensible person among them, the more Hermione heard about those conditions, the more she felt something was wrong.

"Beihai, hundreds of subordinates, the castle sea view room?..."

"These?"

"...you mean Azkaban!" she screamed, staring at Rita.

"What... how dare you bastard!"

Harry and Ron also reacted, and they immediately stepped over angrily. If it hadn't been for McGuffin and Professor Lupine to stop the two little wizards, they would have almost rushed directly.

But after saying this, Lupine breathed a sigh of relief instead.

——He just knew it wasn't such a good thing.

In fact, it is also very natural. The original dementor guards in Azkaban have disappeared after the night at Hogwarts... Even if they survived... Not to mention the lack of numbers, people's trust in this monster has dropped to the lowest point.

If someone still said that these monsters should be allowed to guard Azkaban according to the 'tradition', I am afraid that this person is not crazy, but simply has a problem with IQ.

And after removing this kind of creature, almost no wizard would want to be the guard of some of the most heinous criminals in a small island in the middle of the North Sea... Only dark creatures like werewolves who couldn't stay in the normal world would be forced to choose this kind of position.

"Harry, don't be impulsive! In fact, Professor Lupine is really suitable for this position. We might as well listen to the minister's conditions later!" McGuffin persuaded.

"McGuffin you?"

"He's right, let me think about it!"

"Professor Lupine!" Harry and the others were surprised.

"Okay, yes, this is an important decision that you need to think about carefully, but I believe you will choose the right side."

"Next, come here, my dear—you can talk to me about your opinion of Professor Lupine...it will help us in our subsequent reports!"

Rita Skeeter cast a scathing glance at McGuffin, then grabbed Harry with her paws covered in bright red nail polish, with astonishing strength, and pulled him directly to the other side for questioning.

"What do you think of Professor Lupine, Harry?"

Rita Skeeter released the ornate quill and parchment, let it float in the air and wrote automatically, while she tried to hold Harry and prevent him from escaping.

When Harry struggles in the clutches of Rita Skeeter.

Fudge seemed to have finally discussed with Goodman. After that, he didn't know what he said to Mr. Weasley, and then he brought Percy with a proud face.

"Okay? Lupine, you probably know the inside story, right? Give me an answer if you agree to this job?"

"...Those Death Eaters deal with the problem safely, don't worry...you should have seen the werewolf suppressor of McGuffin Albert? Good stuff! Cheap and practical...very convenient to imprison these criminals. And it can also solve the problem of werewolves going crazy sometimes...it just solved my big trouble!"

"It also allows the smooth implementation of this plan."

"So I will represent the Ministry of Magic later... to directly purchase the patent rights of this thing from Albert, you little wizard!"

Fudge laughed and said, looking very high-spirited.

"A few questions I want to ask?" Lupine said.

"Just ask!"

"Minister, do you mean that you want to organize a team of werewolves to be the guards of Azkaban?"

"Well, the ratio is about one to two. One Auror wizard is equipped with two werewolves...and then deploys manpower to assist the guards during the full moon. This can solve the lack of guards in Azkaban and the problem of the werewolf population in Knockturn Alley. And from now on, we can try to revise the law to improve the situation of werewolves. I think you should be happy to see this happen, right? Remus!"

Fudge drew the pie directly.

"Then me?"

"Well, you can be the deputy warden on the werewolf side... You used to be the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts, and you made indelible contributions to catching those Death Eaters... All these have won you the trust of most people in the Ministry of Magic, that is, me."

"In addition, I originally wanted to ask Moody to take over the Auror side, and I don't know if he will agree. In short, if I choose the Aurors stationed there, I will try my best to choose some wizards who don't discriminate against werewolves... Don't worry about this, Remus!"

The two asked and answered.

Lupine saw that Fudge didn't seem to be tricking him this time, so he nodded slowly and agreed to the condition.

On the other hand, Harry was finally released by Rita Skeeter.

Afterwards, Fudge sent Goodman and McGuffin to discuss a little bit about the patent rights of the small device [Werewolf Suppressor]. He himself talked with Mr. Weasley, Percy, and Lupine about the legal clauses [new restrictive measures concerning werewolves] to be drafted. (This makes Percy puff out his chest very proudly)

Finally, when the other wizarding families had dispersed, Fudge looked at his pocket watch and yelled.

"Okay... I've wasted too much of your time! Harry, your uncle and aunt must be in a hurry... You can go!"

(Fudge pulls Lupin, while Goodman stays where he is, as if he wants to discuss this matter in detail...)
When McGuffin Harry and the others walked off the platform, they saw the Vernon Dursley family who had turned to leave (the tonnage was hard not to notice)
And McGuffin and his party were also very conspicuous, making it impossible for Vernon to pretend not to see, so he had to stop.

Especially Percy's neat black wizard robes made Vernon stare, as if he had seen some deadly virus, he held his breath and avoided it, until Harry roared and let him go,

"Boy, do you know how much time I wasted?"

"I'll call you about the World Cup." Ron hurriedly yelled while Harry didn't go far.

Harry pushed the luggage, and Hideaway's cage, towards the Dursleys.

McGuffin looked at Harry's lonely figure gradually going away as before... and saw Harry coming to greet his family loudly...

He was surprised to find that all of this seemed to have remained the same...but when he thought about it carefully...in fact, the world was already different.

(End of this chapter)