From Beauxbatons to Hogwarts

On the carriage, Fudge's fat face turned red and he shouted: "A bunch of scum, they don't take me, the Minister of Magic, seriously at all. I'm serving these bastards with nearly [-] galleons a month from the Ministry of Magic. I want to come." Is it ridiculous to inform them in advance?"

"Calvin, did you find anything at Stonehenge?"

Calvin said nothing, his index finger raised to his lips, signaling Fudge not to speak, and then he patted Fudge's left shoulder with his right hand, as if he had picked up something.

Fudge took a closer look and saw that Calvin was holding a metal bug the size of a match head in his right hand. He couldn't help but be horrified: "This, this is..."

Calvin squeezed it with his hand, chanted it into a burst of ash, opened the window of the carriage, threw it outside, and then spoke: "Connelly, you, the Minister of Magic, are such a failure."

"What is that, Calvin?" Fudge asked tremblingly, his fat face trembling.

"An alchemical product often used for eavesdropping." Calvin said calmly, "But it's quite high-end. It should be a new product from France in recent years. The protective magic in your office may not be able to protect you."

Fudge's face turned pale, "Calvin, my friend, I think you should have a way to help me solve this problem, huh? Help me upgrade the protective magic in the office."

Fudge was really scared. He had done a lot of dirty things in the office. For example, he had maintained a special cooperative relationship with the senior assistant to the minister two days ago.He didn't want others to see or hear these things.

Calvin rubbed his chin and smiled: "Connelly, of course this is not a problem, but I have to have a suitable identity, you know, otherwise I think many people in the Ministry of Magic will be unhappy."

"Ah, you're right," Fudge quickly understood what Calvin meant. "I think if you have the title of Senior Security Advisor of the Ministry of Magic, you can legitimately help me."

"This is perfect." Calvin took out a scroll from his sleeve and handed it to Fudge. "Hang this in your office. All the alchemy products currently on the market will become ineffective."

Fudge unfolded the scroll and took a look at it. It was a star map of the solar system, and asked with some suspicion: "Is this enough?"

"Of course, you don't have to worry about what you say being eavesdropped for at least ten years." Calvin nodded.

"Then I'm relieved." Fudge rolled up the drawing paper. "Can you solve the problem of Stonehenge?"

Calvin hesitated for a moment, then told the truth, "It's hard to say, I'm not completely sure yet."

"That's it. I guess MacMillan will come to me again in a few days to ask for money." Fudge said with a sad look on his face, "Calvin, look at this... how about you donate more."

"Connelly, have you never been exposed to the potion used by the Department of Mysteries to suppress Stonehenge?" Calvin directly ignored Fudge's request to donate money.

"Yes, Macmillan said this is the top secret of the Ministry of Magic. Even if I am the Minister, I cannot know it. It can only be obtained with the unanimous approval of all the silent people in the Department of Mysteries." Fudge was a little impatient. "Is there any use in saying this?"

"I got a little magic potion sample at Stonehenge. I can try to restore it, so that you won't be so passive in front of those silent people." Calvin took out a crystal bottle with a small amount of purple magic potion in it. medicine.

Fudge frowned, and finally asked slowly: "Can the cost of the potion be reduced?"

"I can try."

"I'll give you two months, Calvin." Fudge's breathing became heavier. "I'll give you whatever you want by then."

"That's it." Calvin smiled and put the crystal bottle back into his sleeve.

After parting ways with Fudge, Calvin immediately returned to Hogwarts.

It was almost evening, and Calvin did not go back to his office directly. Instead, he came to Snape's office in the basement.

After knocking on the door, the office door opened a crack, revealing Snape's sinister face and greasy long hair.

"Calvin~Cape," Snape drawled, "Why did you come to me so late?"

"I have some questions about potions that I want to ask you," Calvin said sincerely. "You are the second best person I know in potions."

"Hmph," Snape sneered, "I remember you said you would never use such childish methods to anger me again. Did you even lose your memory after going to France?"

Calvin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said: "Snape, I think you misunderstood. The person I said ranked first in Potions is not Lily, but Professor Slughorn."

Snape's big aquiline nose twitched and he opened the door of the office: "Come in, let me see what problem is troubling Mr. Capet, who is famous in Europe."

Because Snape's office was underground, the light was unusually dim, with only a few oil lamps providing weak firelight.

Calvin didn't like this environment. He snapped his fingers with his right hand, and a shining point of light flew out from his thumb, floated to the top of the office, and illuminated the entire room. Only then did Calvin see the entire office clearly.

"You live with these things every day," Calvin pointed to the toad specimens on the shelf beside the wall. "Can you sleep? Don't you have nightmares?"

Snape glanced at him, waved his hand, extinguished the light spot lit by Calvin, and said coldly, "I know Occlumency."

Calvin hummed noncommittally, took out a crystal bottle containing purple potion and placed it on the table, "That's it, I think it won't be a problem for you."

Snape opened the bottle cap, put it under his nose, took a sniff, and then said: "The main ingredients are dragon's blood, moonstone, Moskenweed juice, salamander blood, and Horklap juice. The secondary ingredients must be analyzed using magic." ”

Snape took out his wand and used the Scarpin Revealing Charm on the potion in the crystal bottle, but to their surprise, the spell did not analyze all the ingredients of the potion.

"Huh?" Snape was a little surprised. He picked up the crystal bottle and looked at it for a while, "Cape, where did you get this potion? There are anti-reverse measures."

"Ministry of Magic, Department of Mysteries." Calvin said vaguely.

Snape put down the crystal bottle and looked at Calvin under the dim light, "Department of Mysteries? There are many pure-blood antiques in there. How did you get into trouble with them?"

"It's not that serious, Snape," Calvin laughed. "Is it just a coincidence that you got these potions, or are you afraid and don't want to get into trouble? Then I'll go find Professor Slughorn. ”

After that, he was ready to pick up the crystal bottle and walk out the door.

Snape caught up and grabbed the crystal bottle, and said coldly, "Come and get it in a week."

"Thank you for the hard work, Severus."

"We haven't gotten to know each other that well yet, Kappei."