From Beauxbatons to Hogwarts

After dinner, Harry took Ron and Hermione to the door of Calvin's office.

This was not the first time he came to Professor Capet's office, but he had never been so nervous.If it weren't for the three of them to be nosy, Quirrell and Voldemort wouldn't have a chance to pass the mechanism arranged by Calvin.

Moreover, Harry has an inexplicable fear of Calvin. Even if he knows the relationship between his mother and Professor Capet, he always feels uncomfortable when facing Professor Capet.

Knocking on the door, the three of them were surprised to find Malfoy and Neville here.

"Harry, you're here, tsk." Calvin looked up and saw Hermione and Ron outside the door. He suddenly frowned and secretly said something bad, because he had been fooled by Dumbledore again.

If he allowed himself to teach Harry, how could he leave his two friends behind?

What an old bee, Calvin suddenly remembered the nickname Rita gave Dumbledore.

Rubbing his temples, Calvin thought about how to speak.

"Draco, Neville, you go back first, remember to come to class on the weekend." Calvin handed them two badges and motioned for them to go out first.

Then he looked at Harry and said, "Sit down, you two can come in too."

Amol served pumpkin juice to the four of them.Calvin rubbed his fingers on the edge of the cup and asked: "Harry, Ron, are you feeling better? Sorry, I was a little busy last week and didn't see you much."

Harry took a sip of pumpkin juice and nodded, "I'm fine, Professor Capet. And thank you for coming to save me that day."

"Oh, Harry," Calvin pretended to be a little disappointed with Harry, "If you didn't go find the Sorcerer's Stone that day, there would be no need for me to save you."

"It's me, Professor." Hermione said at the side, "I instructed Harry to find the Philosopher's Stone."

"And me, Professor." Ron was also covering Harry.

"Okay, that's not why I called you here," Calvin waved his hand, "And I said, Ron, you have no talent in lying. Take the time to learn from George and the others."

"Harry, I'm very worried about you. I think you need to receive my personal guidance." Calvin placed a badge in front of Harry.

Harry took it and saw that there was a big tree on the badge, with four branches extending out, supporting the earth, flames, wind and ocean.

Before Harry could say anything, Ron became excited, "Professor, are you a personal tutor like George and Fred?" Then he took Harry's arm and said, "Harry, why are you hesitating? Come on. Promise."

Harry took the badge. He had not yet decided whether to agree to Calvin. He hesitated for a long time and finally said: "Why me? I think Hermione is more qualified to accept your guidance than me."

"There is no other reason," Calvin took out a yellowed photo from his sleeve and handed it to Harry, "Purely because you are my friend's child."

The three of them came over to look at the photo. The photo showed a young man of fourteen or fifteen years old holding a six- or seven-month-old baby. From his eyebrows, they could easily identify him as Professor Capet.Turning over the back of the photo, it says December 1980.12.27, [-], in Godric's Hollow.

"Professor, is this me when I was a child?" Harry was speechless with excitement.

"Yes, Harry," Calvin said calmly, "If you agree, come over with Draco and Neville on weekend nights."

"Harry, you must agree. Malfoy is qualified. You can't be worse than Malfoy." Ron encouraged him.

Hermione also encouraged: "Harry, Professor Capet is really an outstanding wizard. You can learn a lot."

Calvin looked at Ron and Hermione sitting next to Harry, sighed inwardly, and took out two badges and handed them to Ron and Hermione, "You two can accompany Harry for a while." stand up."

"Professor Capet," Harry asked suddenly, "I would like to ask, do you know if I have any other relatives?"

Calvin didn't expect Harry to ask such a question suddenly. After thinking about it carefully, he shook his head and said, "Harry, as far as I know, apart from your aunt, there should be no other relatives."

Harry heard this and lowered his head in disappointment.

"However, I remember that you have a godfather."

"Godfather?" Harry and the three of them said together, "He...where is he? Why does he never come to see me?"

Calvin's hand kept stroking the cup, "Your godfather... something happened to him and he is currently missing. But I plan to find him back soon."

After the three people left the office, Calvin picked up a letter and glanced at the envelope. The sender was Cornelius Fudge.

Dear Calvin Cappe:

I have something important to discuss with you. Would you like to come to my office for a cup of tea tomorrow morning?You can walk to my minister's exclusive fireplace.

Sincerely, Cornelius Fudge.

sincere?

Calvin sneered, if Fudge was sincere, then there would be no hypocritical people in the world.

Of course, you still have to go, and Calvin wants to see if he can take this opportunity to solve the matter of Sirius Black.

The next morning, Calvin went directly to the Minister of Magic's office through Fudge's exclusive fireplace, skipping all the cumbersome inspections and registrations, and knocked directly on the door of Fudge's office.

The short, fat middle-aged man enthusiastically welcomed Calvin into his office, "Calvin! Haha, come in quickly."

Calvin also had a warm fake smile on his face, "Minister Fudge, long time no see. Do you still like the Christmas gift I gave you last time?"

At Christmas, Calvin gave Fudge a family antique--he had imitated it. The greedy fat man had already spent more than [-] galleons on it, and he only deserved his imitation of the fake.

"Silver knives and forks made by goblins." Fudge opened his arms and hugged Calvin. To outsiders, the two must be friends they haven't seen for many years. "How could I not like it?"

"Please sit down," Fudge led Calvin to the reception room, "What would you like to drink?"

"A cup of coffee, thank you." Calvin had noticed that Fudge's little eyes were shining with greed.

"Bertha Jorkins, go get a cup of tea and a cup of coffee." Fudge greeted a witch in the office.

Calvin glanced at the witch and said, "Minister Fudge, I remember your secretary was not this person when I came here last time."

"Just call me Connelly, Calvin," Fudge said with a smile, "My secretary was sick today, and she happened to be here to deliver a document for the Department of Physical Education, so I asked her director to borrow her. Give me a day."

"Oh~"

"Let's not talk about her anymore. She is just like a fool. She is not clever at all. I don't know how Ludo Bagman tolerates her. Maybe it's because Ludo is also a fool." After Fudge finished speaking, he was amused by his own joke. .