Retirement from Hogwarts

With the end of the Asra's last jump, Jack and Hermione once again returned to the Greater London Sector, which they had left for more than half a month.After the Asra docked at the port, Jack took Hermione and fled as if under Admiral Lindy's reluctant eyes, leaving the dimensional navigation ship that had left an endless shadow for him during the past three days of sailing. .After returning to his villa and writing Lindy's name into the highest-level visitor blacklist, Jack breathed a long sigh of relief and regained his sense of security.

"What's wrong with you? Sister Lindy didn't do anything to you, did she? It scares you." Hermione couldn't help laughing when she saw Jack's reaction.

"Isn't that okay?" Jack couldn't help but shuddered hard after hearing Hermione's words, and then stared at Hermione fiercely while tickling her waist. "You really don't have back pain when you stand and talk."

Hermione, who was stunned by Jack's surprise attack, refused to show any weakness under his attack and decisively launched a counterattack in the same way.Soon, the two of them were making a fuss on the carpet in the living room.

"Ahem, I'm sorry. I didn't see anything." Just when Jack and Hermione were having fun, after The Blue competition, Jack used a sky-high commission and unlimited access to any one of them every year. The voice of Joichiro Yukihira, the competition champion who hired him as his personal chef in exchange for any kind of ingredients on the planet, rang at the door at an inappropriate time.

"Did something happen to Brünnhilde? Mr. Seiichiro?" Jack looked at Seiichiro who suddenly appeared at the door. He pulled Hermione up from the ground without any panic while arranging their clothes. asked.

"That lady is really hungry. I can't handle it alone." Seiichiro said awkwardly, scratching the back of his head after hearing Jack's question.

"Is it too much to eat?" Jack couldn't help but have a headache after hearing Seiichiro's words.For the Celestials, whose bodies are mostly made of pure energy, their stomachs are like black holes that can never be filled.No matter which chef encountered them, it was a complete nightmare. "How about this, Mr. Seiichiro, from today on you will be the head chef of our family. I authorize you to organize a team of chefs. As long as you have enough strength, you can make him even if he wants the same conditions as you. Please come. But today, please contact your colleagues and then use the Dimension Group's time and space transmission system to deal with the young lady."

"That's not okay, Jack. You can't spoil her like this." After listening to Jack's words, Hermione, who had always been submissive in life, raised objections this time. "It's better for me to go with Mr. Xingping. Overeating is not a good habit." Then after she finished speaking, she walked out of the living room and hurried towards the restaurant.

"It looks like the little girl is shy." Seiichiro smiled narrowly and mouthed Jack silently.Then he made a helpless expression towards Jack, and then followed Hermione out.

Jack looked at the two people leaving and shook his head helplessly.Then he sat down, opened his personal terminal, and began to study the information compiled by the intelligence department on his personal terminal.When he saw that Blake had escaped from Azkaban alone just like in the original work, he couldn't help but smile.In this case, the last card to bring down Fudge has been gathered.Since you helped the Malfoy family deal with me, don't blame me.

But when he saw that Harry hadn't blown his girl up so far,

When he was having sex, he couldn't help but rub his hair a little unhappily.Could it be that the last summer vacation left some psychological shadow on the Dursleys, causing some strange butterfly effect? ​​Why haven't they invited Harry's fat aunt to their home yet?If Harry doesn't leave, where will I catch Black?It seemed that he was going to be the mastermind behind the scenes. Jack couldn't help but shook his head helplessly when he thought of this, and then a series of instructions were transmitted from his personal terminal to the following.

Soon, an unfounded 'Greater London's Most Beautiful Home Lawn Selection Committee' was registered on the London Star, and then a prize notification letter and an energy shield used to block the sandstorms of the Surrey Star were won. It was issued to the Dursleys in the name of the family.

However, when the Dursleys went to invite their relatives and friends to attend the ceremony, they were helpless to find that except for Harry's Aunt Maggie, who didn't like his mother very much, all of them could not go due to various reasons. .Although they didn't want to repeat the mistake of last year when their home was demolished in half, they had no choice but to choose her as a guest to watch the ceremony at their home.

A week after Brünnhilde came to Jack's house again, she finally got rid of her bad habit of overeating under the guidance of Hermione. At this time, after having dinner with satisfaction, she looked at Jack who was sitting on the sofa with a smirk. I couldn't help but move forward curiously. "Brother, what are you looking at? Are you smiling so happily?"

"Why are there so many wounds on this round ball's face?" Brünnhilde pointed at the screen of Jack's personal terminal that was projected into the air by the fragments of the wine bottle that Harry exploded and splashed all over his face. Maggie asked.

"She did bad things, so she was punished. As long as she was good, she wouldn't be like this." Jack stroked the top of her head and comforted Brunsy with words, who was a little frightened by the hideous wounds on Harry's aunt's face. eld.

"Then I will be good in the future." Brynhildr was obviously relieved after hearing Jack's words, and the nervous look on her face turned into a comfortable expression under Jack's comfort.

At this time, the climax of the Dursley family's tragic dinner had just begun.

"Maggie!" Aunt Petunia couldn't help but scream as she looked at her sister-in-law who had her face blown up. "Maggie, are you okay?"

"Don't worry," muttered Harry's aunt, wiping her face with her napkin. "The grip must have been too tight. The same thing happened to Colonel Fulbster the other day. Don't panic, Petunia. , I am very strong..."

But Harry's aunt and uncle didn't think so, and they all looked at Harry suspiciously.Harry thought it would be best if he gave up on the pudding and left the table as quickly as possible.

He walked into the hall, leaned against the wall, and breathed deeply.It had been a long time since he'd last lost control and made something explode.He couldn't let this happen again.Getting to Hogsmeade wasn't the most important thing to think about right now - if he kept doing this, the Ministry of Magic was going to get into trouble with him.

In the wizarding world, Harry is still a miserable minor, and the laws of the wizarding world prohibit them from performing magic outside of school.His record is not very good. Just last summer, he received an official warning. The warning was very clear: if the Ministry of Magic gets wind of it and says that if he performs magic again in front of Muggles, then Hogwarts will be destroyed. Possibly expelling Harry.

Soon Harry heard the Dursleys leaving the table and hurried upstairs to avoid them.