Harry Potter: Badger's Flathead

"How are you? Are you afraid? Do you want dad to accompany you?"

Bartlet leaned against the wardrobe and watched his wife happily organizing his son's clothes.

In fact, he thinks that as long as the clothes are formal enough, he will inherit the couple's appearance and look good in anything they wear!

"Afraid! Me? Ha~ Who am I? Me! Can I be afraid?"

Alvin raised his head proudly and let his mother fiddle with his collar, expressing disapproval of his father's behavior of looking down on him.

Isn’t it just that there are too many people, so there’s nothing to be afraid of. If someone has bad intentions, it’s them who should be afraid!

A few days ago, he engraved explosion curses and poisonous fire curses on a few RPG shells. He actually didn't mind putting two of them in the Ministry of Magic.

"Haha, you kid." Elena rubbed her son's proud face, full of doting.

Yesterday morning, Lucius sent word that all the stores have been prepared and can now be made public!

And just before the final preparations were made, Teacher Si also helped to submit the materials.

After receiving the news, he immediately wrote a letter to Professor Snape of Hogwarts and Filch. It was time to come out with this potion that can make the squib fire!

Not only that, he also wanted to place a big advertisement at this conference!

"Sir, Mr. Malfoy is already waiting in the living room." Butler Chas announced at the door.

"I know, let's get down now." Bartlet responded and looked at his son again.

The meaning is obvious, just don’t hurry up! People are coming to pick you up.

"I got it, I'll be there right away." Ivan waved, and the magical cloak floating aside shook, then turned into a red tie and tied it around his collar.

"It's really convenient. I'll make one for my dad next time, so I don't have to waste time choosing a tie when I go out."

"No problem, I will give you a deformed tie for Christmas this year."

After sending his father away, Alvin quickly went downstairs, where Lucius was leisurely sipping tea.

"Long wait, Uncle Lucius."

"No, I just arrived. Are you ready?"

"Of course, I'm completely prepared! I'm ready to take out a lot of money from the pockets of those rich men!"?(?Д? ;)?

The fighting spirit in Alvin's eyes is burning!

"Okay! Then let us take out a large sum of gold galleons from those guys' pockets!"

——Pants Cha————

Take the Irvine family's little golden man and head to Whitehall. The headquarters of the Ministry of Magic is located underground in Whitehall in the center of London. It's not very far away and you can get there soon.

"This is my first time riding in this kind of car, and it feels good."

For purebloods like Lucius, even if their family is extremely rich, they will not spend money on Muggle luxuries. They must use floo powder, apparate, broomsticks, luxury cars, etc. Yes, no one will use it at all.

You know, when the Hogwarts Express was proposed to be used, those who opposed it the most were the pure-bloods. An old-fashioned train is like this, let alone a modern private car.

"If you like it, I'll give you one as a gift. It's still convenient outside the range of wizards. Moreover, this style is very expensive and can show off your status."

Lucius was not interested at first, but after hearing what he said later, he became a little interested. Considering that he would often be active in the Muggle world in the future, it was necessary to have a transportation tool that showed his noble status, so he accepted it without any politeness. Alvin’s kindness.

"We...ah oh~"

Entering the alley behind the White Hall, Alvin was about to ask us if we should also use the toilet to flush ourselves in. Lucius disapparated and took him directly to the hall of the Ministry of Magic.

Fortunately, there is no need to enter through the toilet.

It's just that he doesn't understand why something like this in academia needs to be decided during the Wizengamot trial? Can't there be a separate academic conference venue? It's like trying a prisoner.

"Hey, my dear Potions Professor, Mr. Snape, do you miss your most outstanding student?"

Coming out of the elevator, the first thing Ivan saw was the aloof and cold tall figure in the crowd.

Snape, who had been waiting at the gate of the Wizengamot with Filch for a long time, heard this familiar voice. He was in a good mood, but his face suddenly turned dark again.

Looking at the Ministry of Magic employees passing by and seeing the strange looks in their eyes, Snape was puzzled. Couldn't this kid be a little thinner-skinned?

"Tell me, do you miss me? We haven't seen each other for 27 days!" Snape said nothing, and Alvin continued to ask.

"Hello, classmate Margrave." Filch's somewhat rickety figure walked out from behind Snape. Today he had freshened up and put on a brand new tuxedo. It seemed that he took today very seriously.

"Hello Mr. Filch, you must be a little impatient to wait."

"Yes, yes." Filch's tone was slightly trembling, this was excitement! He had been studying hard during this period, wasn't it just for this moment?

After today, he can use magic openly! He finally got rid of his identity as a Squib!

I touched the magic wand in my arms. It felt so good.

After saying hello to Filch, Alvin still stared directly at Professor Snape, waiting for him to answer whether he missed him or not. (? ? ?)?

Snape: ...(??? ??????? ?)?

Why is this boy so blind!

"Hmph~ You still have the heart to make such a nutritious joke with me? Do you know that when I helped you submit the materials for the "Magic Surge Potion", I learned that this potion was made by a 13-year-old child? , no one believes it!

If you are in the mood to have fun here, you might as well think about how to deal with those old stubborns. They are not that easy to deal with. "

Teacher Si glared at Alvin, crossed his hands on his chest and spoke coldly, but I have to say that he alleviated the embarrassment that Alvin felt when he handed it to him~

"Hehe~ Professor, are you caring about me? I'm so happy! But don't worry, isn't it just to fight against a few old men? I'm sure, don't you know my methods?" Ivan smiled evilly.

Snape knew what this bastard meant, and his face turned even darker when he thought of those bad memories!

Lucius and Filch didn't know what the two men were talking about, but they just looked at Snape's white face, which turned black for a while, switching frequently!

"Hmph!" Mr. Si snorted, arrogantly not looking at this little bastard. If he hadn't been a potion master, he should have attended this meeting. He didn't want to see this little bastard who was so angry that his liver hurt.

"You are still outside, hasn't the meeting started yet?"

"It's almost here...huh? Why are you here too?" As soon as Ivan answered the visitor, he suddenly realized that this is not an employee of the Ministry of Magic. Isn't this Old Dengtou!

"I taught most of Argus's magic. If you want him to help you testify, how can you do without me!" Old Dengtou winked playfully.

"Well! What an unexpected surprise! With you here, I feel like I have someone to back me up. If I get unhappy later, I will have the confidence to be more presumptuous!"

Dumbledore was speechless. Why is this kid thinking so out of the blue? That's not what he meant when he came...

"Ahem~ My child, you'd better restrain yourself. After all, the people here today are all high-status people, so it's better not to antagonize them."

"Okay, got it! Does anyone want some lollipops?" Ivan took out a few lollipops and asked.

"no thanks."

"Humph~"

"No."

"I want!"

The old bee took the candy handed over by Alvin as a matter of course. At this time, a staff member came out and informed the council that they could go in.

Ivan was wearing a high-end pure black suit chosen by his mother, holding a lollipop in his mouth, and his expression was full of confidence and defiance!

Even if you don’t trust him because he is a child, you still dare to show off to him! It said it started at 10:30 in the morning, but it was already past 11! It's almost dinner time, isn't this a waste of his time?

If that's the case, don't blame me for being rude!

The young master is here!