All things are three at Hogwarts

Chapter 359 Reaction

When Allen and the others returned to the tent, it was already broad daylight.

"Oh, thank God, thank God!" Mrs. Harris ran quickly to Mr. Harris as soon as she came out of the tower door.

She hugged Mr. Harris's neck, and Mr. Harris patted her back comfortingly. The expression on his face was both happy and helpless.

Although Allen and the others were tired, they couldn't help but chuckle when they saw this situation.

"Ahem, the kids are here!" Mr. Harris coughed slightly uncomfortably and gently pushed Mrs. Harris away.

Mrs. Harris was not shy. She embraced her children enthusiastically, especially Albert, who was at the front, and was held tightly in her arms.

When they entered the restaurant, Harris looked at the rich food on the table, was silent for a while, hugged Mrs. Harris, and said softly: "My dear, I made you worried."

Mrs. Harris's eyes suddenly turned red.

While she was hiding in the tower, unable to sleep due to excessive worry, she continued to cook food with the help of Hermione and Luna.

Although Mr. Harris and the others had little appetite, they sat down and enjoyed it together.

"Why are you so late? Others are coming back soon. Many people left the camp before dawn." Mrs. Harris put aside her worries and couldn't help but asked curiously while serving a bowl of porridge for everyone. .

"This incident has stirred up everyone in the Ministry of Magic. Even those on vacation have been urgently recalled." Mr. Harris sighed contentedly after taking a sip of porridge.

"This time Scrimgeour was finally able to realize his original proposal." As soon as Mr. Harris finished speaking, the whole family's eyes were fixed on him.

"Congratulations, Albert. If everything goes well, the Auror's authority will become larger, and combat and civilian duties will be more detailed. You will gain command of the most elite combat troops. In addition, the equipment selection of all Aurors, You will be responsible for training and even fighting." Mr. Harris looked at Albert.

"Tell me, dad, what's going on?" Lunn urged.

"We have been planning for so long, and now we have successfully achieved our goal. Scrimgeour wants the Aurors to have unlimited firing rights, and he needs my support. This coincides with our plan. I took the opportunity to make a request to him, Although Albert's position cannot be promoted, his power can be expanded." Mr. Harris put down the tableware in his hand and explained patiently.

"But Scrimgeour hesitated and thought that my price was too high." Mr. Harris paused, "So, I suggested that the scope of Auror's functions could be expanded, and he nodded in agreement."

"What does the minister think?" Albert asked.

As soon as he finished speaking, several owls flew in from the rolled-up window of the tent, with extra thick newspapers tied to their legs.

"Fudge is still a little hesitant about Aurors having unlimited firing rights, but he will change his attitude when today's newspaper comes out." Mr. Harris glanced at the newspaper a few times and drank the porridge in the bowl in one go.

Mr. Harris put down the tableware, wiped his mouth and hands with a napkin, picked at it, and picked up a newspaper. He glanced hurriedly at the first page, and Albert looked over his shoulder.

Alan flipped through other newspapers leisurely and took a sip of the coffee Hermione had brewed. He probably put two packets in it, which was a bit strong.

The dust of the World Cup has settled. The championship belongs to England. England won the championship. Alan Harris was crowned the best seeker in the world. Merlin gave all his love to Alan Harris. This World Cup final is the most boring in history. is also the most exciting...

When he turned to a publication, Alan turned his head quickly to avoid the fate of spitting coffee onto the newspaper.

"The new relationship of the famous Seeker Viktor Krum has been revealed?" Daisy couldn't help but come forward after seeing Allen's reaction. She was always particularly interested in celebrity gossip.

When she saw the accompanying picture, Daisy laughed so hard that she could hardly stand, holding on to the chair with both hands.

In the photo, Krum threw Ron down, their lips touched, and Ron's eyes widened. This action was repeated over and over again in the newspapers, making it look like Krum was forcibly kissing Ron.

"What newspaper is this?" Daisy became interested and urged Alan to turn back.

"The devil's advocate, World Cup special issue." Allen couldn't wait to turn back.

"Pfft, the Bulgarian minister knelt down and surrendered, and England's national prestige was greatly enhanced." Daisy just took a sip of water and saw the unbelievable look on the Bulgarian minister's face in the photo. Fudge couldn't hold back his smile and burst out laughing.

"It's so narrow-minded! Who wrote this? Ah...it's her...Rita Skeeter!" Daisy turned to the end of the article and saw the author's name.

"I got a lot of royalties for this, and I provided the pictures." Luna's light silver eyes widened, and Daisy immediately sat down next to her with interest.

Seeing that Daisy was in such high spirits, Alan simply handed the Quibbler to Daisy and started flipping through other newspapers and periodicals.

"Albert was mentioned." Allen suddenly said, raising the Daily Prophet in his hand.

"Where? Read and listen." Mrs. Harris asked with interest.

Daisy is interested in celebrities, while Mrs. Harris is keen to collect the honors of her children.

"Compared with the older generation of Aurors, the new generation of Aurors appear to be well-trained and methodical in arresting troublemakers, showing extraordinary tacit understanding. What is particularly noteworthy is that the Aurors have been given arbitrary attack authority. Will this happen? We will continue to pay attention to this becoming the norm in the future.”

"Where is Albert?" Mrs. Harris was a little anxious.

"Don't worry, dear." Mr. Harris patted her hand.

"The veteran Aurors have no longer adapted to the development of the times. Obviously, they should retire and do some other jobs. Logistics or clerical work, perhaps this is the best place for them." Allen continued to read.

"Under the command of a blond young Auror elite, the uniformed Aurors turned away from their coldness in battle and helped the people gently and courteously. This greatly alleviated the fear that battle brought to ordinary wizards." Allen He smiled and said, "Here, you want to hear what you want to hear, Albert."

Allen handed the newspaper to Mrs. Harris, stood up, stretched his waist, and looked a little tired.

Allen felt that he needed to wash up before he could be more energetic to welcome Lucius Malfoy's arrival.

Allen quickly went upstairs. When he came out of the bathroom refreshed, he was surprised to find Hermione waiting outside the door of his room.

"Hermione, what are you doing?" Allen looked confused when he saw the two small bottles in Hermione's hands.

"I saw a massage tutorial from Penello. I ordered one and have been practicing on the pillow for a long time. I can just help you relieve your fatigue." Hermione said with a serious expression.

Allen couldn't help but feel excited, opened the door, and walked in stiffly.

Hermione followed soon after.

"Take off your clothes and lie down." Hermione raised her chin slightly and motioned for Allen to lie down on the bed.

"Lie down... lie down?" Allen was stunned for a moment. He thought of the time with Penelo before and couldn't help but blush.

"What are you waiting for, hurry up!" Hermione put the bottle on the bed and put her hands behind her back.

Allen quickly lay down on the bed, his ears red.

At this moment, Allen was shocked.

Something cool and slippery spread down his spine.

Allen couldn't help but hum.

Next, his voice gradually became louder and he screamed uncontrollably.

A knock on the door interrupted Hermione's movements.

"Alan, Malfoy is here for you." Luna's voice came from outside the door.