I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Chapter 327 Abandon Fantasy, Prepare to Fight

Those who can find the problems in Dumbledore's words are basically Muggles, and they are limited to those who care about international political and economic news.Obviously, except for Louis and his cousin, who is so interesting... Ah no, his cousin Elizabeth, there is obviously no one who can catch this meme.

"I believe—well...in fact, I still hope that I am mistaken, but it is obvious that fantasy is useless. Only giving up fantasy, uniting, and preparing to fight Voldemort is our only way out." Dumbledore Lido glanced at the students sitting below, and continued: "I believe that we will all face dark and difficult times, and some of you in the auditorium have even been directly killed by Voldemort and his gang. Many families have been torn apart because of this..."

"But remember, even in the darkest of times, we must be hopeful, united, and ready to fight," Dumbledore finally said: "Being cowardly before fighting, believe me, Voldemort is not what you imagined. So terrible, Harry can attest to that..."

All eyes focused on Harry, as if they wanted to read the answer from his face, Harry could only nod.With the nod of the person concerned, everyone was less afraid - Voldemort couldn't even kill a fourth-grade student, and it was still an N-on-one duel, it would be a joke to say it.

Also students, Harry can, of course we can too.

Of course, it's always a good thing to be optimistic. Sometimes scaring yourself will scare yourself to death.

Dumbledore's speech was very short, he knew that the big guys were eager to return - for these students, they just needed to be reminded in place, and Dumbledore could only do his best to obey the fate of the gods. It has to be so clear and thorough, if there are still people who don't take it seriously, then he has nothing to do.

Louis's luggage has already been packed, and there are two maids at home to handle things, and he has no pets. The owl is staying at home. When I came here a few days ago, I saw that it was obviously a little unable to fly-it was not because of something. Abuse, Louis saw that Emeris was obviously overnourished, and her body was bloated.

Time to diet the bird...

Harry didn't need to go back to the Dursleys' house on Privet Drive, Whinging, it wasn't his home, he had already received an invitation from Sirius to stay at Sirius' house in Hogsmeade Square.

Harry was grinning like the silliest comedian ever when he got the invite, and if he opened his mouth a little wider he could have seen his stomach - that's what the Weasley twins said haha Li ignored the two of them, after all, eloquence is not good, and it is purely self-inflicted to tease the twins.

The students were all waiting in the crowded foyer for the carriage to take them to Hogsmeade station. It was another beautiful and pleasant summer, and the temperate oceanic climate at high latitudes was not as dry and hot as the inland areas.Although Louis said that he could return home through the Floo network, to be honest, he and Catherine were counting their fingers last night. Even if it was Louis, he only had four chances to go home this time, so he simply decided Take the train back together.

The commemoration of youth is always unusual. Some things can’t be skipped just by skipping them. You should always leave some memories and thoughts for yourself.

"Harry!"

A delicate voice sounded, and Louis turned his head to look, and Fleur Delacour was hurriedly climbing the stone steps and entering the castle.Across the field behind her, Hagrid could be seen helping Madame Maxime harness two horses - Beauxbaton's carriage was about to set off.

"I hope we can meet again," said Fleur, walking up to Harry and holding out a hand. "I hope to find a job here and improve my English."

"Your English is already very good." Harry said with a smile, and Fleur smiled at him, then turned to look at Catherine.

"Oh, my good sister." Fleur opened her arms and hugged Catherine.Catherine's body froze a little, and she wasn't used to being so enthusiastic about her—but since she was a woman, she didn't say much.

"Remember to write to me, sister." Fleur said softly, "If possible, I hope you can go to our house with Louis."

"If I have time," Catherine replied with a smile, "If I have time, I will definitely go."

"Good-bye, Catherine, good-bye, Harry," said Fleur, turning away. "It was a pleasure meeting you, and I hope to see you again soon—"

Fleur hurriedly ran towards Madame Maxime along the lawn, her silver hair rippling like waves in the sun, looking lively and cheerful.

"I don't know how the students of Durmstrang will go back," Ron sighed, and began to worry about Durmstrang's classmates, "you said, without Professor Karkaroff, they can still drive Is that the ship?"

"Professor Karkaroff is not at the helm," said a hoarse voice, "he stays in the cabin, and we do all the work."

It was Viktor, who had come to say goodbye to Harry.

"Harry," Viktor looked at Harry, his expression no longer so gloomy, "It's a pleasure to meet you, your strength is definitely worthy of your reputation——I hope that one day, we can meet in Quidditch See you at Quidditch - and then I will prove that I, Viktor Krum, will never lose to you at Quidditch."

"Me too." Harry chuckled, foolishly: "That's it, we will definitely meet again."

Ron said suddenly: "Can you sign me? Viktor..."

Viktor looked both surprised and relieved. He nodded and signed a piece of parchment for Ron.

On their way back to King's Cross Station, the weather was completely different from when they came to Hoghunts last September. The sky was clear and cloudless, and it was as clear as blue, which made people feel refreshed.After struggling for a long time, Louis finally found an empty compartment and sat in with the three little ones.

Originally, they wanted to call Draco together, but they also knew about the situation at Draco's family. Draco was picked up by Lucius just after Dumbledore's speech, and among the crowd escorting him was There was Joseph Mills.

It seems that Lucius is also very concerned about the issue of safety - that's right, when it comes to understanding Voldemort's brutality and insanity, Lucius can say that even if he didn't see 80.00%, he must have seen [-]%.

Sitting in the cubicle, Ron's owl, Piggy, was again covered by his dress robes, as it disturbed Ron by its incessant screeching; Dozing under the wings, Crookshanks curled up in an empty seat like a big, plush ginger cushion.

Catherine and Hermione were sitting in a row, talking in low voices, Louis and the three of them were sitting together, and they had nothing to do, they chatted casually, Louis mainly leaned against the bed and watched the scenery outside , he likes to look at the clouds in the sky the most, it always makes him feel refreshed.

The train carried them on, all the way south.

Harry felt that Dumbledore's speech at the school leaving banquet seemed to wash away his worries all at once.Talking about what happened now, he will feel less pain.Ron is heartless. Anyway, Dumbledore, the tall man, will support the sky falling, or Louis. He thinks that he only needs to eat, sleep, sleep and eat, and put his heart in his stomach. up.

They didn't stop talking until the lunch trolley came over, Louis couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, good guy, these two guys can talk better than the two women opposite...

"I'll buy what you eat." Hermione stood up and stopped the aunt who was pushing the cart to sell lunch, "I'll treat you this time."

"I want a beef sandwich." Louis looked over there. "It would be even better if there was soda water. God, I can't remember the last time I had a sparkling drink... "

"Louis, you know there is no soda in the wizarding world..." Hermione glanced at Louis helplessly. In fact, she hadn't had soda for a long time. What Louis said aroused her interest.

Catherine mysteriously took out a small bag, took out two cans of Coke, handed it to Louis, put it on the table where Hermione was seated, and said with a smile: "Here, I just happen to have some soda here. It was intended to give Mr. Xiaolu a ration, but now we are going home soon... so let's take it all out and drink it."

"Good guy!" Louis's eyes were moist, "Didn't you say that Coke is gone! You bad woman!"

"Didn't you say that?" Catherine's expression was a little smug, "The more beautiful a woman is, the more she can deceive people. You still believe me when you know this... Who told you not to search?"

Louis choked and extinguished the fire in one go.

When Hermione returned from buying food at the trolley and put the money back in her bag, she pulled out a copy of the Daily Prophet that she had been carrying in her bag.Harry looked around, not sure if he really wanted to know what the paper said.Seeing him looking at the newspaper, Hermione said calmly: "There is nothing in the newspaper... You can check it yourself, there is really nothing. I check it every day, only the second day after the third item Sent a short message saying you won the Triwister Cup."

Having said that, Hermione glanced at Louis hesitantly: "They didn't even mention Voldemort's return, they didn't report it. If you ask me, I think it was Fudge who forced them to keep silent."

Hermione was also not sure what was going on, and she was also surprised by the silence of the "Daily Prophet"-even if the "Daily Prophet" was forced to remain silent under the pressure of Fudge and the Ministry of Magic, Louis, the backer behind them Not a master who can shut up at a disadvantage...

"He couldn't silence Rita," said Harry. "Ms. Rita Skeeter wouldn't let such a wonderful story go by - and besides, Louis couldn't just sit idly by, could he?"

Louis didn't even raise his head, he was chewing the beef sandwich in his hand attentively—it was neither salty nor bland, it tasted great.He tried to avoid talking while eating, which was the traditional etiquette of Siris.

"This...uh, I don't know." Hermione let out a breath and raised her head on the seat: "My God, the world of adults is too complicated, I really don't want to waste my brain cells thinking about it." The twists and turns in it—especially those who play politics like Louis and others, their hearts are dirty..."

"Hey hey, you're the one with the heart..." Louis swallowed the last piece of sandwich, and immediately argued, if he didn't say anything, maybe Hermione would put some hat on him.

"Isn't it? You could have ordered Ms. Rita Skeeter to make this matter public..." Hermione curled her lips.

Louis was not in a hurry to speak. He picked up the Coke on the table, opened the tab with a click, took two sips happily, and then hiccupped in satisfaction. He breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Hermione, and said patiently : "It's politics, Hermione, it's not about kids playing games and trying to fight over who's right and who's wrong - we're on the side of law after all, and this is the best chance to get Fudge out of power through serious means... ..."

"I don't understand politics, Louis." Hermione looked at Louis very seriously and said, "I don't want to be involved in it either. I'm not interested in politics. I only care about the safety of ordinary wizards..."

"You're wrong, Hermione." Louis smiled: "People are the sum of all social relationships. We can collectively refer to the social activities of complex interpersonal interactions between people to maximize their interests as politics. In fact, people In fact, the communication with people is inseparable from the foundation of political science... Don't have any prejudice against this subject, in fact, it is not as grand as you think, and it is not as dirty as you think—— In fact, we participate in such activities all the time in our lives, which is an inevitable product of social development.”

"To take a step back, even if I ordered Ms. Rita Skeeter's "Daily Prophet" to write an article about Voldemort's return, how many people do you think will believe the rumors given by the Ministry of Magic?" Lewis said. Slightly smiled: "Do you still remember the 'four-stage strategy' I told you? Fudge is using this method to delay time—all he can do is to prolong his time as the Minister of Magic." It's just time, if things are revealed suddenly, what awaits him is to step down—but if he is forced to admit Voldemort's return now, he may not step down, after all, only a sense of contrast will achieve the greatest effect..."

"What about the innocent ordinary wizards? And Muggles? Isn't their life important enough?" Hermione asked, frowning again.

"Do you have to show off your excess conscience?" Louis' words were merciless: "Let Fudge continue to lead the magic world and make a mess of the magic world, are you satisfied?"

(End of this chapter)