A day at Hogwarts.

Chapter 536 What are you busy with recently?
As soon as Charles returned to the Gryffindor common room, he saw Harry waving at him.

He walked over, and Harry's first question was, "What gift did you bring back?"

Hermione was behind a pile of books, pretending to read, secretly glancing at Charles with a hint of anticipation in her eyes.

Charles threw a bottle of happy water over.

There are many local specialties in New York, and he bought some, but those were not for children to play with.

Harry caught the happy water, looked disappointed, and immediately asked: "What happened in America?"

These days, the Daily Prophet has been reporting extensively on the MACUSA, and even The Quibbler has followed suit. Charles showed up in a photo of Fudge, and everyone wanted to hear the first-hand news.

Charles said expressionlessly: "Everything is subject to the information released by the Ministry of Magic."

He didn't want to say too much about this matter, so as not to be discovered.

Seamus held up a newspaper and asked, "Charles, is this true in the Daily Prophet?"

Charles took the newspaper and after taking a look at it, he was immediately speechless.

As soon as Eleanor told Fudge about the so-called "Justice League", the Minister immediately disclosed it in the newspaper, and it was also "polished" by Rita Skeeter.

Rita used her journalistic talents to add fuel to the fire of this "Justice League", adding many details and even linking it to the Egyptian pyramids.

Fortunately, there was no trace of Charles in it, otherwise there would be a lot of trouble.

Charles is too lazy to care, just let it be.

Although he doesn't want to pay attention to it, others are very interested in it.

Harry asked expectantly, "Charles, do you know them?"

Charles asked him, "Why, do you want to join?"

Harry nodded a little sheepishly, so slightly that Charles wouldn't have noticed if he hadn't known him.

Charles curled his lips and said, "Wait until your fists grow steel claws."

Harry's face suddenly turned bitter.

Charles said to Seamus, "I know everything that's in the newspapers, and even things that I don't know."

"By the way, have the dragon eggs been cracked?"

He remembered that before this business trip, Seamus and the others were working hard to unlock the dragon eggs, and wondered if there was any result now.

Seamus's expression froze, and he looked at the ceiling and said, "How's the weather in New York?"

Harry immediately lowered his head to do his homework, and Hermione also began to read seriously.

Charles saw that they were in trouble, but it was not a serious matter.

So he asked, "What stupid thing did you do?"

Seamus stammered, "No, nothing. It just took a little more effort."

Charles pinched his chin and thought about it, afraid that they had used a very stupid method to unlock the golden egg, so stupid that they were embarrassed to say it out loud.

"Just solve it." He didn't rush to ask for details. "Are there any clues for the next game?"

Simo said: "It's a map. During the game, we will draw an assistant first. We need to rescue him and find the key for the last game."

Charles asked again: "Where is the map?"

"We suspected it was in the Great Lakes because there was a line on the edge that looked like the edge of a lake," Simo said.

Charles nodded and said, "That makes sense, it would be harder to race in a lake."

"I suspect the people who are picked out will sink to the bottom of the lake. If they take too long, they will be affected." Seamus asked, "Charles, do you have any way to stay in the water for a long time?"

Harry said uncertainly, "He may not know that every time he goes to the swimming pool, he always looks at the girls more than he swims."

Charles slapped him in the face and said, "My method is not applicable to you, but I think the method in the library is sufficient."

"By the way, I suggest you stop thinking about using the flying curse. You may be restricted in the next game."

"You can try spells and herbs."

Then Seamus and Harry looked at Hermione together. It was right to ask her for help with matters related to the library.

Hermione nodded. This was something only she could do.

Charles chatted with them for a while and then went back to the dormitory.

The next day, all the professors asked Charles to stay after class to inquire about the latest news from the front.

Charles said to Professor Sprout, "Doesn't Professor Snape also go to New York to help out on weekends?"

Professor Sprout said, "Do you think he'd be a good candidate for information?"

Charles thought what she said made sense, but in the end he said, "I was just helping out a little outside and didn't cause any trouble for everyone, so I don't know much."

His reason was impeccable. That was a terrible potion that even Dumbledore had a headache about. Professor Sprout also felt that he would not let Charles get too close.

After dinner that day, Charles came to his alchemy laboratory and began to read the letters of the past few days.

Apart from him, only the Magic Committee in Moscow could guess the truth about the attack on the American Magical Congress, but New York was a mixed bag and any hasty contact might cause the news to leak out, so the letter was sent through several professors in Kodosdoriz.

The letter was very cryptic, mixed in with discussions about magic, asking if Charles was involved in this matter, and if so, whether he could buy some of that potion for research.

Charles thought about it and said it, for fear that the other party would not believe it.

As he was replying, a cup of hot coffee floated to the side.

Furong saw that he was writing a letter, so she didn't go near him, but just made a cup of coffee on the side.

Charles finished writing the letter and put it into the mail box. He took a sip from his coffee cup and asked, "Are you free tonight?"

Fleur said, "Madame Maxime asked me to ask about what happened in New York."

Charles thought that was indeed the case and said, "How about I ask Erica to come over so I can finish it all at once?"

Fleur hesitated, then shook her head.

Charles said: "Game is game, life is life."

He just treated it as a conflict between students of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang due to the conflict in the competition, and didn't say anything more. He simply talked about what happened in New York, which was almost the same as what was reported in the newspaper.

Furong listened very carefully, and she herself was also concerned about the matter.

Charles finally said, "Be careful when you take Gabrielle out next time."

Furong said with some fear: "Yes, I heard that recently a man named Luc Besson often approached her, saying that he wanted her to make a Muggle movie. Fortunately, my mother refused."

Charles nodded and said, "It's okay to refuse."

Furong changed the subject and asked, "What have you been busy with recently?"

Charles said, "I was recently lazy and thinking about some core issues of the magic model. I plan to make a simple test product to test its thinking ability."

Fleur asked tellingly, "Are you going to make a model for potions or an alchemy model?"

Charles smiled and shook his head.

(End of this chapter)