Harry returns from Hogwarts Legacy

Chapter 446 The So-Called Desire to Conquer

“A video website, as the name suggests, is a website where you can upload and watch videos,” Harry patiently explained to Professor Slughorn. “On this website, everyone can upload videos, and users who like the videos can like them and send bananas to increase their popularity…”

"What's the point of increasing the heat?" Professor Slughorn asked curiously.

“Increasing popularity increases the video’s exposure on the website,” Harry said with a smile. “Every video has an initial amount of traffic. As the video becomes more popular, the website will give it more traffic, making the video and its creator more famous among website users.”

At this point, Harry, fearing Professor Slughorn might not understand, added, "Also, this video website reportedly has 250,000 registered users... Think about it, how many wizards are there in the whole world?"

Professor Slughorn's vision grew brighter and brighter; he could almost see a broad, thriving road shining right before him.

It was so tempting that he couldn't wait to try out the video website.

perhaps……

Can I teach some potions tips on it?
No, no... let me think...

Harry interrupted Professor Slughorn's reverie, saying, "Of course, Professor, as one of the founders of the video website, I can request some preferential traffic, right on our videos... and as an advisor, you will certainly receive ample exposure as well..."

“I understand, Harry, I understand!” Professor Slughorn exclaimed excitedly. “I accept your invitation!”

Even if he were incredibly slow, Professor Slughorn would understand.

Following Harry is almost a guaranteed money-making venture.

Putting everything else aside, the fact that Harry was able to secure preferential treatment in resources is enough.

He will gain enough exposure, and Professor Slughorn, as the video's consultant, will certainly receive plenty of attention as well.

Once you've built up a following through this video series, you can achieve twice the results with half the effort when you go out on your own or do something else.

With this in mind, Professor Slughorn felt that the matter was now much more secure.

Is there a more sure-fire way to make money?
Harry was also very happy because he had managed to persuade the right person.

Think about it, Professor Slughorn has lived for so long, his skills in spells and duels must be quite good; and he himself is a Potions Master no less than Professor Snape. If the students have any questions, they can just go to him directly, right?

This is not just hiring a dueling advisor, but also hiring a backup resource for potions!
It's like having both Professor Flitwick and Professor Snape at the same time!
Professor Flitwick: So love disappears, right, Harry?
If Professor Flitwick knew about this amusing incident, he would be heartbroken that Harry hadn't called him.

Bai's been so good to you, kid!

“In that case, I need to go back and prepare properly,” Professor Slughorn cleared his throat. “After all, I’m going to be your advisor, so I need to be prepared… So, what’s the first magical creature you plan to deal with? Don’t tell me it’s an eight-eyed giant spider…”

“Why not?” Harry chuckled and shrugged. “Professor, you know that the Octopods are a treasure trove, especially their venom… just like the venom you took from Aragog today… isn’t letting it go to waste in the Forbidden Forest a betrayal of Potions? I think anyone who loves Potions would not stand idly by.”

“Yes, yes.” Professor Slughorn’s old face flushed slightly. He never expected that Harry would catch him doing something like that—but what Harry said next touched him deeply.

Yup!

With so many giant spiders, so much venom, and so many potion ingredients, how can we let them rot and spoil in the Forbidden Forest?
What a loss!

“I understand, child.” Professor Slughorn’s expression suddenly became solemn. “For the sake of these potion ingredients, and for the healthy growth of our children, I have no choice but to set aside my personal desires and take on this glorious and arduous task!”

“Thank you, Professor.” Harry extended his hand and shook Professor Slughorn’s. “Thank you for coming to the Duel Hut and guiding everyone.”

"No, I should thank you for giving me this opportunity." Professor Slughorn seized the opportunity, taking advantage of the situation.

Both were satisfied. Professor Slughorn wanted fame, while Harry wanted to slack off. The two were a perfect match and birds of a feather flock together.

But perhaps only the magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest are unwilling, especially the giant spiders, but no one cares about their opinions.

Who cares what the spiders think? It's so hard to guess!
But Ron... well, Ron will probably still fall for the spider.

Have fun!
After parting ways with Professor Slughorn, Harry yawned and headed toward the castle.

He encountered Pippi the Ghost on the road, and Pippi the Ghost also saw him.

After staring at each other for about ten seconds, Peeves turned around and left without hesitation, showing no intention of teasing Harry at all.

Just pretend you didn't see Harry.

Harry was the same; he was too lazy to waste any time with Peeves, and the two of them tacitly missed each other.

When Harry reached the Gryffindor Tower, he remembered that he needed to report this to Dumbledore.

But is Dumbledore at school now?
He decided to grab a portrait and ask it.

So he looked at the portrait of Sir Cadogan not far away.

“Sir,” Harry said with a polite bow, “do you know Professor Dumbledore at the school?”

“Well…” Sir Cadogan spread his hands and said, “I’m sorry, I haven’t been following the Headmaster’s movements.”

“He’s here,” a voice said behind Harry. “Professor Dumbledore went back to school an hour ago.”

Nick, almost headless, floated toward Harry, his head still swaying on his collar.

“I heard it from Barrow the Blood Man; he saw it. Barrow said Dumbledore seemed to be in good spirits, just a little tired, which is to be expected.”

"Where is he?" Harry pressed.

"Oh, humming and clattering on the astronomical tower. That was his favorite pastime—"

“Not Bloody Barrow, I was asking about Dumbledore,” Harry corrected.

“Oh—in his office,” Nick said. “According to Barrow, he had some things to do before going to bed—”

“Okay, thank you, Sir Nicholas.” Harry smiled and waved to him, then turned and walked toward the headmaster’s office.

The Gryffindor tower wasn't too far from the Headmaster's office, and a few minutes later, he was already saying "toffee finger biscuits" to Dumbledore's gargoyle. The monster obediently jumped aside, allowing Harry to ascend the spiral staircase.

"Come in," Dumbledore said after Harry knocked on the door.

Harry pushed open the door. Dumbledore's office was the same as before, but the view outside the window was now a black night sky studded with stars.

“Oh, Harry,” Dumbledore said in surprise, “what brings you here so late?”

“Oh, Professor,” Harry said politely, “I have a somewhat immature idea that I’d like your approval—”

After saying that, he told Dumbledore about his idea to send the students from the Duel Hut to the Forbidden Forest for a trial.

Hearing his words, Dumbledore nodded slightly, pondered for a moment, and then said to him, "Hmm... I think this idea is feasible, but are you sure you can guarantee their safety? What if there are places you can't see?"

“That’s why I’m asking Professor Slughorn to be an advisor to the Duel Hut,” Harry replied quickly. “Of course, if you’re still not comfortable with that, I can also invite you to be an advisor to the Duel Hut.”

“I won’t go, Harry.” Dumbledore smiled gently. “I’ve been quite busy lately, and with Horace and you there, I’m sure there won’t be any problems… So, I approve of this. I’ll speak with Minerva later—now, you should go back and rest, Harry.”

“Yes, Professor,” Harry said obediently, understanding Dumbledore’s urgency. “I’ll go to sleep now—goodnight, Professor.”

Dumbledore smiled and waved to him, seeing him off as he left the headmaster's office.

When he returned to the entrance of the Gryffindor common room, the fat lady was clearly angry.

This anger... must be morning grumpiness, after all, the fat lady was just sleeping when he woke her up.

"Do you know what time it is?" the fat lady demanded of Harry.

“I’m so sorry—I had something important to attend to just now,” Harry apologized to the Fat Lady.

However, the plump lady said somewhat irritably, "The password was changed in the middle of the night, so you'll have to sleep in the corridor."

Harry raised an eyebrow and asked, "Why change the password in the middle of the night? When did Hogwarts have such a rule, that the password can be changed at the last minute in the middle of the night?"

“That’s how it is,” the fat lady said. “If you’re angry, go tell the principal. He’s the one who ordered the security measures to be strengthened.”

“Oh, I just got back from Dumbledore,” Harry said with a shrug. “I don’t necessarily have to go back to the common room, but you’ve given me a good excuse to skip it—goodbye, I’m back in Vienna.”

After saying that, Harry walked out without looking back.

The fat lady clearly knew she had gone too far, and she quickly tried to stop Harry, saying, "Oh, I was just kidding, Harry, how could you do this... The new password is 'tapeworm,' come back quickly, ahahaha... come back!"

The sound grew fainter and fainter. Harry went down the eighth floor and walked out the stairs.

After reaching the shore of the Black Lake, Harry activated Apparition and appeared outside Neumorgard Castle in Vienna.

The Ministry of Magic guards were naturally different from the Fat Lady; they didn't have morning grumpiness, and even if they did, they wouldn't take it out on Harry.

No one thinks their current job is bad, and who would deliberately make themselves uncomfortable by changing jobs?

He walked into the castle and eventually found his way into the office with practiced ease.

Vivi was still working overtime. She looked a little tired, but she was still reviewing the documents in front of her.

"Good evening," Harry said as he walked up to Vivi.

“Harry?” Vivi looked up, recognizing Harry, and smiled broadly. “I knew it was you… But it’s only Thursday, how could you…”

“The fat lady won’t let me in; she’s grumpy in the morning,” Harry said with a shrug. “Since she won’t let me in, I’ll just come out. I’ve been missing you a bit, Vivi.”

"Then I really have to thank Madam Fat." Vivi smiled sweetly, her eyes crinkling into a beautiful smile.

Harry walked up behind Vivi and reached out to massage her head, saying, "Indeed, if she hadn't stopped me from going in, I really wouldn't have come here... Anyway, I don't have class tomorrow, so if you have time, I'll stay here for the weekend."

“Of course I have time,” Vivi said softly. “But I need to finish reviewing these documents first. Please wait for me a moment.”

Harry stood beside her, watching intently as she reviewed the documents.

It must be admitted that Vivi is indeed a stunning beauty, especially when she is reviewing documents. Her noble and aloof demeanor makes it difficult for Harry to suppress his desire to conquer her.

The author of a certain novel once said that if something is too straight in some places, it has to bend in others. In the end, Harry even hunched over, like a shrimp.

Vivi noticed Harry's change, and a smug smile appeared on her lips.

Humph……

She enjoyed her boyfriend's fascination with her body, which not only proved her charm but also showed that Harry's affection for her was not only psychological but also physical.

"Where's Cass?" she asked suddenly as she put down a document.

"Isn't she here with you?" Harry asked curiously.

“No, she hasn’t been over these past couple of days.” Vivi picked up another document. “I heard she seems to be working on something at the Malfoys’s. Have you heard anything?”

“No, I’ll ask tomorrow,” Harry said, crossing his legs. “Oh, by the way, I’ve been working on some interesting things these past few days.”

He then explained his idea of ​​the Duel Hut trial to Vivi.

Upon hearing Harry's words, Vivi frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then continued to lower her head to review the documents.

"Didn't you suggest it before?" She didn't look up until she finished reviewing the last document. "If I remember correctly, we had a similar event when you were in third and fourth grade, right?"

“No, this time is different,” Harry said excitedly. “Think about it, the newly emerging video websites, combined with the Duel Hut trials, are sure to attract a lot of viewers…”

(End of this chapter)