days at Hogwarts

Chapter 813: Nineteen Years Later
Diagon Alley, The Leaky Cauldron.

There were two cute and tender children sitting in the moving room.

They look exactly the same, with fair skin and delicate features. They are obviously twins at first glance, and their gender can only be determined by their hair and clothes.

The boy was wearing a denim jacket with a hood and loose, flat pants, and was carrying a lace-decorated woven bag that was obviously his sister's.

He seemed to be curious about everything here. His clear and bright eyes widened slightly and he looked around, occasionally revealing a thoughtful look.

The girl was wearing a cream-colored long-sleeved shirt with a dark green long skirt. The hem of the skirt was decorated with beige ruffles and a lace bow at the neckline. Just from the way she was dressed, she looked sweet and lovely.

Perhaps she was a little bored, the girl's delicate face had no expression. She pouted her lips and pulled her brother's hood out of boredom.

He has a somewhat bad personality.

"Emerics Albus Granger.

"Imogene Bates Morgan."

A steady and powerful voice came from outside the corridor.

The next moment, the door was pushed open and an honest middle-aged wizard walked in. When he saw the two children, he couldn't help but smile, but the doubts from before still lingered in his mind.

Helping freshmen with shopping was clearly the responsibility of Vice President Loren, so why did it inexplicably fall on the shoulders of a professor of herbology like him?

Moreover, they are children from wizarding families, so why would they need a professor to guide their shopping?

Although they grew up in the Muggle world...

"Uncle Neville."

"Uncle Neville."

The clear and pleasant voice of a child interrupted his thoughts. Neville looked at the two children, rubbed the little boy's hair, and then rubbed the girl's head. Suddenly he thought of something, stopped his outstretched hand in time, and instead took the hands of the two children, turned around and walked towards the street outside.

Loren and Hermione's two children, twin brother and sister.

The boy's name is Emrys. He inherited Granger's last name. He has the same thirst for knowledge as his mother and a better personality than Hermione. He should not have trouble making friends after entering Hogwarts.

The girl's name was Imogen. She inherited Morgan's last name and Loren's personality. Last time, he didn't notice and ruffled Imogen's hair. She turned around and coaxed her boy to lick the iron fence in winter, and her tongue got stuck to it.

It's exactly the same as Loren when he was young!
What was even more depressing was that after being rescued, the silly child at home was still cheerful and muttered: "Sister Imogen is right, the iron fence is really sweet."

Why is my son so stupid?

Neville looked at the cleverness of other children and sighed helplessly.

"Wow..."

As I walked out of the bar, the noisy sounds of the street suddenly came to me, chattering and making a hullabaloo.

At the beginning of the school year, many young wizards and witches crowded the aisles of Diagon Alley. Some students were checking items on their shopping lists, some were complaining about the crowds, and some were dragging their parents to Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes not far away. The voices of students and parents, the clergy trying to attract customers, and merchants of other races negotiating business with people echoed in the ears.

The little girl tilted her head and looked at the sign of "Longbottom Boutique".

Neville turned his head and looked back, with a hint of nostalgia in his eyes.

Originally a shop that resold magical items unique to other countries, it has now been completely transformed into a gift shop.

After migrating to this planet, wizards from all over the world gathered on the same continent and almost merged into one country. The cross-border reselling business just disappeared, silently submerged in the torrent of the times.

But Neville didn't feel sad at all.

He preferred his job as Herbology professor to running the shop, not to mention that Hannah had given up the Leaky Cauldron and was preparing to apply for the position of Hogwarts School Nurse.

"Fairies, Pukki, Centaurs...so many other races."

The little boy muttered under his breath, trying to open his eyes wide, as if he wanted to take the entire Diagon Alley into his mind.

"You're amazing to know so many magical creatures, Emrys!" Neville praised with a smile. "No..." The little boy blushed and was a little shy, "I saw it in Hogwarts: A New History, and it even has pictures."

Neville couldn't help but smile.

She really looks like Hermione when she was young.

"Uncle Neville, I have a question."

"You said."

"There are so many kinds of creatures, why don't we see any elves? Or even giants."

"Well..."

Neville slowed down his tone and answered while thinking. He was a professor of herbology and was not good at history: "After the magical civilization migrated to this planet, different creatures divided different regions according to their own characteristics. Some creatures have a stable social form and can withstand the impact of wizard society. They can directly contact us, communicate with each other, and trade with us, such as Pukki and centaurs.

"Some creatures have a relatively primitive social form, or even haven't completed their construction yet. They can't withstand the impact of the wizard society, so they are temporarily in a closed state. Once they complete the transformation of their social form, they can come into direct contact with us. For example, the giants, under the leadership of their leader Ymir, quickly established a large-scale farming and animal husbandry system, and they also trade with us, but we can't see them here."

The little boy nodded thoughtfully, not knowing how much he understood.

"Where's the goblin? Why can't I see any goblins?"

The little girl suddenly asked, "Didn't the book say that fairies have their own kingdom, know how to farm and forge, and once had close trade relations with us? Their social structure is not stable enough?"

"emmm..."

Neville tried his best to choose his words: "Their social form is very stable, but the business they want to do... does not meet our... needs, yes! Does not meet our needs!"

“What does it mean to not meet the requirements?”

The little girl immediately asked, and the little boy also looked up waiting for an answer.

"Well... this question is very complicated to explain. When you take the History Advanced Course in your fifth grade, your Professor Flamel will explain it in detail."

"Oh."

The two children looked at each other and sighed.

Adults are like this. When they encounter a question they can't answer, they just put it off.

"..."

Neville looked a little distressed.

These questions are asking him what he does, he is a professor of herbology, not a professor of history.

If you really want to know the answer, you should ask your good mother, Senior Deputy Minister Granger!
Rejecting goblin trade and closing Gringotts were bills proposed by Hermione, which were said to be for the purpose of developing an independent financial system.

The rejection of the slave trade and the isolation of house-elves were also initiated by Hermione!

The situation was extremely complicated at the time. The International Confederation of Wizards and the Wizengamot were arguing over this bill, and the conservatives and reformists argued in newspapers for months. Hermione Granger, who was the director at the time, wielded her pen like a magic wand and published 17 critical articles in succession, scolding the conservatives so much that they could not raise their heads. However, they could not resist the spinelessness of the house-elves themselves, and the bill was almost rejected.

As a result, Director Granger didn't know whose advice he listened to, but he simply gave up debating with them, used the Jumping Pot to cultivate new crops that were adapted to the new environment, and then relied on this great achievement to forcefully implement the "Emancipation of the Elves Act."

Afterwards, he was successfully promoted to Deputy Minister Granger.

"Uncle Neville, stop being in a daze."

“We still have to go shopping!”

Neville came back to his senses and shook his head.

This family...

(End of this chapter)