The transfer student at Hogwarts just wants to fall in love [continued]

In the living room, the Granger family looked at Harry Potter on the table in stunned silence.

Mrs. Granger felt a little distressed, "Child, eat slowly, don't choke."

How long must this child have been hungry?

"So, you inflated your aunt into a ball and ran out of the house. When you had nowhere to go, you only remembered that Mo Bai told you that you could come here?"

Hermione summarized what Harry had just said.

Harry gnawed on a piece of ribs and nodded repeatedly.

"Oh, dear Harry, you shouldn't be like this..."

Seeing Hermione's reproachful look, the ribs in Harry's mouth no longer tasted good, and he stared at them blankly.

Did Hermione think she shouldn't bother them?

Indeed, a normal person would find it rude if he came here with his luggage without even saying hello.

Although Mo Bai said that he would come to him at any time, normal people should think that this was just a casual talk. I was the only one who came here stupidly...

"...You should have come here a long time ago! Oh my God, you actually put up with your aunt for a week?"

Harry looked up in shock, looking at the indignant Hermione and Mo Bai who was obediently pouring water next to her.

"But, I want to go to Hogsmeade with you. Uncle Vernon promised to sign for me after a week of being obedient."

"Why! It's natural for him to sign your school activities as a guardian, why should you be bullied for a week? This is abuse!" Hermione's voice was sharp, "We should sue them!"

"Actually, my week hasn't been that bad."

Harry shrugged, "Thanks to Bai's birthday gift. You know, I'm happy enough to be able to secretly cast spells. I can also treat Aunt Maggie's words as farts."

"If he hadn't insulted my parents, I wouldn't have blown her up into a balloon."

Harry opened his hands like a ball.

But when it came to this, his mood gradually dropped.

"I cast the spell and didn't have time to open the small device that was given to me for free. The Ministry of Magic is definitely hunting me now. I can't go to Hogwarts anymore."

"No, Harry, Bai..."

Hermione glanced at Mo Bai and changed her words, "I have the Order of Merlin. Maybe the Ministry of Magic will give me some face?"

Harry looked at her questioningly, was it true?

Hermione felt a little guilty when he saw her. Of course her face was of no use, but judging from the look on the Minister of Magic's face during her investiture ceremony at the end of the semester, Mo Bai's face was probably of great use.

Mo Bai suddenly tilted his head and looked out the window.

"It's so lively today."

Before the two of them understood the meaning of this sentence, Mo Bai suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

Harry opened his mouth in shock, and the half-eaten ribs fell into the bowl.

"Bai, you can actually apparate?"

After all, I had attended Hogwarts for two years, and I had learned a lot of knowledge from Mo Bai and Hermione last semester. Of course, I could recognize this magic spell that a young wizard could only learn at the age of 17.

"He can let you cast spells right under the nose of the Ministry of Magic. Do you still care if he can disapparate?"

Harry smacked his lips twice, that's right...

So his guess is right, Mo Bai is really strong, right?

On the other side, Harry appeared at the door of the manor, startling the people standing at the door.

When he saw Mo Bai's face clearly, the visitor seemed to be even more frightened.

"Classmate Mo Bai?! You can actually apparate?" He was surprised at first, but his tone suddenly changed in the next second, "You are indeed a genius little wizard. For this reason, I should award you another Merlin Medal."

You can recognize the tone of these words even without looking at the face.

The visitor was Cornelius Fudge, the Minister of Magic.

Moreover, the Minister of Magic seemed not to notice the fact that Mo Bai, an underage wizard, was casting spells outside the school.

Mo Bai smiled, "The Minister of Magic is here to make me shine. Unfortunately, it's already past dinner time, so I won't invite you to have dinner with me."

"I don't know why you came here?"

There was no Auror following the other party, he came alone.

It is very interesting for the Minister of Magic to visit alone at this time and place.

Fudge took off his green round hat and placed it on his chest.

"That's right," he cleared his throat, "Classmate Harry, it should be at your house, right? I want to see him."

As he spoke, he was about to lift his legs and walk in, but seeing that Mo Bai had no intention of getting out of the way, he retracted his stepped legs.

Mo Bai narrowed his eyes, "Is Minister Fudge here about tonight?"

Seeing Mo Bai's eyes, Fudge forced out a smile, "Mo Bai misunderstood. To tell you the truth, although Harry's incident has made us confused, he is the one who inflated Maggie Dursley." The Ministry of Magic has settled the matter regarding the young lady. Her memory has been modified and there is no big problem. I just want to tell Harry this."

"But he violated the Reasonable Restraint of Minors Act."

Fudge chuckled, "Oh, student Mo Bai, you don't think that our Ministry of Magic will put the little wizard in Azkaban because of an accident, do you? Let alone him being Harry Potter."

"But, I heard that last year a house elf smashed a piece of cake at Harry's house, and he received a formal warning. This is also something your Ministry of Magic does, right?"

Fudge's smile froze in embarrassment on his face, "Ahem, the situation needs to change... as it is now..."

"The current situation?" Mo Bai raised his eyebrows and stared into Fudge's eyes.

"Minister Fudge, you, the Minister of Magic, can come here in person late at night to look for someone because of a minor wizard who cast a spell. The current situation must be very special~"

Fudge felt that the dark eyes of the little wizard in front of him were like two whirlpools, and if he looked at them for a while, he felt like his soul would be torn into them.

At that moment, he had the illusion that he was being subjected to Legilimency.

But he knew not. As a qualified and obsessed politician, other spells may be in vain, but he is absolutely proficient in these two spells.

The first is a loud voice, which is the most frequently used curse among politicians.

The most important is the second one, Occlumency.

As a politician and the Minister of Magic, Fudge may not know anything else, but he must know Occlumency.

The kind of practice that goes to death.

For others to easily know what he is thinking could mean the end of not only his career as a politician, but also his life.

Fudge could confidently say that even Dumbledore would definitely notice when Legilimency was used on him.

But if Mo Bai had not used Legilimency, there was only one reason for the pressure on him through looking at him, and that was the suppression of soul power.

Fudge broke out in a cold sweat thinking about this. Even though his soul power had weakened a lot because he was old and neglected to practice magic, the little wizard in front of him had not graduated yet...

I remembered the monstrously large patron saint from last semester and the Apparition just now.

Where did Dumbledore find this little monster?

He forced a smile, but with some caution, "Do you know Sirius Black?"