The Battle of Hogwarts

Looking at Minister Fudge in front of him, Dumbledore calmly explained to him forcefully:

"Minister Fudge, I don't care how your Ministry of Magic works. I only know that now, a young wizard who is about to enter school is being treated unequally in our British Ministry of Magic. This is something that makes me very disappointed." Don't try to shift all the responsibility to a child who has not yet entered school to formally learn magic. As for the injured Aurors, first of all, I will compensate them, but what I want to say is that a group of adult Aurors Attacking a child who is underage and has not learned magic, I will send this matter to the newspaper. Furthermore, in my opinion, you Auror gentlemen from the Ministry of Magic need to strengthen their training."

Listening to Dumbledore's strong speech, whether it was Professor McGonagall, Minister Fudge, or Edward standing aside, they were a little confused, because in their impression, Dumbledore was someone who would not get angry easily. Nothing can break the old "good old man" whose kind face has been there for thousands of years.

Minister Fudge opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

Dumbledore then continued:

"Professor McGonagall, take Edward with you and let's go to Hogwarts. Now I need to really understand little Edward's magical abilities."

"Hey, Dumbledore, Old Man Deng, Old Man Deng, I won't go to Hogwarts, please let me go, Professor McGonagall, Granny McGonagall, Auntie McGonagall, woo~woo~woo~"

Professor McGonagall, who obeyed Dumbledore, subconsciously re-sealed Edward into a "maggot", but listening to the words he kept mumbling, he used a rope to cover Edward's mouth.

In this way, Edward once again enjoyed being watched by everyone in the Ministry of Magic with strange eyes and left the Ministry of Magic.

In this way, Edward, unable to resist, followed Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore to Hogwarts School.

Looking at the British-style castle in front of him, a look of amazement flashed in Edward's eyes. He felt that life in this picturesque castle was not bad. In addition, there were many house elves. With a little training, he could make it better. It would be nice to eat the Chinese delicacies you want, and then come to Hogwarts to study.

But when he thought of this, Edward came to his senses again. After all, he had just signed the contract. In the near future, his wealth should rise as fast as a rocket. By then, it would not be money that could make a difference. , at that time, those who had a lot of money could turn this sentence into "money can make the devil push the devil".

Thinking of this, Edward strengthened his heart again.

Professor Dumbledore, who was quietly observing Edward, shook his head helplessly, thinking:

"We still need to work harder. It's best to let Edward develop feelings for Hogwarts so that he can protect Harry in the future. This way I don't have to worry so much."

But what Dumbledore never expected was that in the future he would be more worried about what kind of tricks Edward might pull, instead of worrying about his plan to train Harry to become a savior. After all, in contrast, one was a TNT that could explode easily, and the other was. A good, obedient baby.

In the principal's room at Hogwarts, Edward, who was finally released, spat hard twice and said:

"Tui tui, Professor McGonagall, can you turn into a normal silk or something when you cover your mouth next time? You have become a rope that smells like heavy metal. I guess if you tie me up for a little longer, I might get morning sickness." ”

Listening to Edward's complaints, Professor McGonagall said with a smile:

"If you give me a chance to tie you up next time, I'll let you try what real morning sickness is."

Listening to Professor McGonagall's "threats", Edward shrank in fear.

This is where Dumbledore came to the rescue:

"Okay, Minerva, now I need to know the specific story of Edward and the Aurors. After all, I heard from you that an Auror was seriously injured. Although I have temporarily saved you, Edward, Fudge can't You are not a person who suffers easily. You should pay more attention to your destructive power in the future."

Seeing the topic turning to him, Edward shrugged and said:

"I know my destructive power, but I didn't know that you wizards are so fragile. They are different from the wizards I know. The highest goals of wizards are either melee mages or long-range turrets. How can I see you doing this one by one? Damn it, it’s not mellow at all, bah, I’m wrong, I never thought that the wizards who attacked me were so reluctant to fight, they fell down before I even exerted my strength, and there was no sense of accomplishment at all.”

Listening to Edward's casual but unflattering words, the corners of Dumbledore's and Professor McGonagall's eyes twitched at the same time. Dumbledore asked whether recruiting Edward was a wrong decision, while Professor McGonagall said, From now on, when Edward goes to school at Hogwarts, he must not be assigned to Gryffindor House. Judging from Edward's desperation, Professor McGonagall said she couldn't teach him.

Dumbledore calmed down his heart and asked Edward kindly:

"Little Edward, can you tell me how you can use such an advanced transformation without learning magic."

Listening to Dumbledore's questions, Edward was a little confused on how to fool the overly smart old man in front of him.

Edward frowned and thought for a moment, stopped the words in his mind for a moment, and said to Professor Dumbledore in front of him:

"Professor Dumbledore, this is my innate ability, but it also has usage restrictions. If you want to get something, you have to pay the same price. Also, this is not magic. I call it steel alchemy. Technique."

Listening to Edward's obviously perfunctory explanation, Dumbledore frowned and murmured:

"Alchemy looks like it's time to go find an old friend and ask."

Dumbledore came back to his senses, looked at Edward in front of him, and said to him seriously:

"Mr. Edward, in view of your destructive power in the Muggle world today, I regret to say that I will not let you return to the Muggle world until you can control yourself well."

Listening to Dumbledore's words that gave him no room for maneuver, Edward expressed dissatisfaction:

"I'm not in school yet, and I'm not a member of your Ministry of Magic. You can't do this to me. You are illegally detaining underage children. Do you, an old glass, have any undue thoughts about me? I tell you, it's impossible. Yes, even if you get my person, you still won’t get my heart, so you should go find your Grindelwald, he is your true love, we are not suitable."