Two Worlds: I studied abroad at Hogwarts

Chapter 306: Newt's Reward

The content of the Daily Prophet completely detonated Hogwarts.

Everyone knows that this photo can never be deceiving.

After all, no wizard would dare to fabricate a scandal about the Deputy Minister of Magic and put it on the front page.

The little snakes of Slytherin also stopped fighting at this time.

Malfoy, who was hiding behind the crowd, was even secretly happy for Moon.

“No wonder it got 100 extra points, it’s definitely worth it!”

Cedric of Hufflepuff was the first to finish reading the newspaper.

He excitedly clenched his fists and waved his hands, genuinely happy for Moon.

"Yes, this solved a major crisis. The glory will always belong to Gryffindor."

"I think Moon should be interviewed by the Daily Prophet."

"At least he should talk about what it feels like to ride a unicorn."

The Weasley twins also shouted loudly to cheer for Moon.

But their perspective on things is always different from others.

Of course, there are also many people who are skeptical about this matter.

After all, Moon's behavior violated the common sense of the magical world for thousands of years.

The most confusing ones were the seven or eight senior students who were called by Professor McGonagall to solve the unicorn crisis.

Because I want to know the truth of the matter.

All the young wizards followed the Gryffindor students and headed towards the common room.

Whether it was because I was curious about the matter or because I was particularly bored on Saturday.

They all wanted to find Moon now and get first-hand information about the explosion.

After all, in the past, there were rarely any young wizards as the protagonists of the Daily Prophet.

As more and more wizards gathered, the line heading towards the transformation stairs gradually formed a long queue.

In contrast to the bustling scene at Hogwarts is the Ministry of Magic in London.

The moment I saw the Daily Prophet.

Fudge immediately canceled his plans to go on vacation to France on Saturday.

After rushing back to the Ministry of Magic, he immediately found Umbridge.

After roaring in the office for more than two hours, Fudge finally sat down in his office chair with a look of unsatisfied feeling and looked coldly at his deputy.

Umbridge was standing cautiously by the side.

Her head was wrapped in several layers of white cloth, leaving only her two eyes exposed, looking at Fudge fearfully.

"Tell me, what happened?"

Hearing Fudge's sharp question, Umbridge took quick steps forward.

"Minister, things are not as described in the newspaper."

Because of the cloth wrapped around her mouth and nose, Umbridge's voice was muffled.

"Are you suggesting that Hogwarts is deliberately embarrassing the Ministry of Magic?"

After listening to Umbridge, Fudge thoughtfully took out a cigar from the drawer.

Umbridge skillfully drew out her wand and cast a Fire Charm.

A spark suddenly appeared in the dim office.

"Yes, Minister, otherwise they wouldn't have intervened to solve this problem just when we were preparing to relocate the unicorns."

Umbridge followed Fudge for a long time.

She had been following Fudge around since he was Head of the Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes.

Later, Fudge successfully ran for minister, and she was given a higher position because of her proper flattery.

After following him for so many years, Umbridge understood Fudge's thoughts very well.

Dumbledore's huge reputation in the wizarding world is Fudge's biggest concern now.

As long as he could put the blame on Hogwarts, no matter how unreasonable it was, Fudge would find a way to deal with it.

"No, the situation is clearly heading in a direction that is more disadvantageous to us. We cannot act rashly against Hogwarts."

Umbridge was relieved to hear that Fudge no longer blamed her.

Then she quickly reminded him.

"Minister, this isn't the only thing that happened in Hogsmeade."

"That's not the only one! What do you mean? Don't you think the Ministry of Magic is embarrassed enough because of this incident? You want another one!"

"No, no, that's not what I meant."

Umbridge said as she quickly waved her hand and took a few steps back.

"Then what do you mean? If you can't explain it clearly, I don't think there's any need for you to continue sitting in the position of deputy minister."

Fudge looked at Umbridge with an increasingly cold expression.

He even regretted letting Umbridge handle this matter now.

"Minister, a unicorn killed a wizard last night in Hogsmeade."

Seeing Fudge's livid face and malicious look.

Umbridge didn't say any more and directly stated the key points of the incident.

"Ok!"

Fudge glared at Umbridge when he heard her words.

"Is this true?"

Fudge knew it all now.

The matter of relocating the unicorns had already brought shame upon the Ministry of Magic.

Even if he wanted to use this incident to suppress Dumbledore's reputation, he couldn't do it.

So the most important thing now is to cover up the current scandal in the Ministry of Magic.

He has long been adept at handling such matters.

It's nothing more than finding a more explosive piece of news and publishing it in the newspaper to divert the wizards' attention.

It can also keep the Ministry of Magic away from the center of the vortex.

If what Umbridge said was true.

Then this matter perfectly meets Fudge's requirements.

Not only can it cover up the Ministry of Magic's mistakes, but it can also be used to accuse Hogwarts of improper handling of magical creatures.

"It's very real. The body has been brought back. The fatal wound on the chest was caused by the unicorn's horn."

Umbridge responded quickly.

Although professionals in the Ministry of Magic are unable to determine the specific cause of the wound.

But Umbridge was quite certain that it was the horn of a unicorn.

"Okay, announce this news to the public as soon as possible. Also, notify Dumbledore. I think we should talk too." It was also on the same day.

Far away in a remote village in Dorset, England.

An old wizard with gray hair struggled to get out of the small suitcase.

"It seems that he is really old."

As the old wizard spoke, he did not forget to close the suitcase and checked it carefully again.

There are many dangerous magical animals in the suitcase.

If it runs out accidentally, it will cause great harm.

After finishing everything, the old wizard returned to the dining table at home.

Seeing him sit down, his wife handed him a newspaper.

"Aren't you curious about how Professor Sprout handled the unicorn? Look, it's clearly written there."

"The Daily Prophet's news is really fast!"

This old wizard is the very famous magical zoologist in the magical world: Newt Scamander.

Because there were more and more magical creatures that needed to be taken care of, he had to live in such a remote place.

Try to avoid disturbing others and avoid being discovered by Muggles.

"This little wizard is very interesting."

After reading the newspaper, Newt kept staring at the photo of Moon.

He was now also very curious about how this first-year student at Hogwarts did it.

"Is his talent the same as yours?"

At this time, the wife filled a bowl of pumpkin porridge, handed it to him, and asked curiously.

"Totally different, thank you."

Newt put the pumpkin porridge in front of him, but his eyes were still fixed on the photo in the newspaper.

"If I tried to ride a unicorn, I'd probably get kicked too."

"Haha, really? Then when you go to Hogsmeade this time, you must ask them how they did it."

The wife was also amused by her husband's humorous remarks.

"Yes, indeed."

Newt Scamander is the guest of honor of the Christmas Cactus Club.

He had already asked his wife to pack her luggage this morning and prepare to go and deal with the unicorn matter.

Also attending the club meeting a week later.

But he didn't expect to receive a letter from Sprout before he set off.

"By the way, where did I put the egg I brought back from the polar region last time?"

"Persimmon must have hidden it. What are you looking for it for?"

Persimmon is one of Newt's Nifflers.

He is also the most mischievous one.

"When you ask people questions, you have to bring some kind of reward."

Saturday night.

In the Gryffindor common room.

Most of the young wizards left after figuring out what had happened.

Only the eight senior students did not leave.

They kept surrounding Moon, wanting to know why he could make the unicorn obey.

"Do unicorns really consent to you touching them?"

A senior with chestnut curly hair, resting her chin on one hand, leaned against Moon's desk and asked curiously.

"Yes."

Moon replied casually, then turned a page in the magic book in front of him.

"So what's it like to ride on a unicorn? Is it really comfortable?"

A senior student with pink nail polish gradually approached Moon and asked.

"It's just so-so, and it hurts my butt."

Moon tried to make his voice sound calm.

To be honest, he didn't like this way of communication.

But it was unclear whether these senior students really wanted to know about the unicorn or just wanted to hear Moon tell them stories.

I just won’t leave.

Another senior student put her hand on Moon's shoulder at this time.

"Then do you know that unicorn blood can really prolong life?"

As the senior students gathered around Moon and talked curiously.

Hermione, who was sitting not far away, was breathing rapidly.

Even after hearing the giggles of those senior students, the sound of her flipping over became louder and louder.

I even wanted to tear up the brand new book in my hands.

The textbook was slammed shut with a bang.

Ron and Harry, who were sitting next to them, were both startled.

They all very wisely chose to continue playing wizard chess.

Even though Harry had been defeated, the two young wizards did not choose to look up.

When I saw a senior schoolmate touching Moon's shoulder.

Hermione stood up suddenly.

The backpack strap knocked over the ink bottle, and the dark blue ink spread on the table like an angry black cloud.

"I'm going to the library to return a book!"

I saw many people around me looking at me in surprise.

Hermione explained hurriedly, then put away the parchment, the tips of her ears so red they seemed to be bleeding.

I saw Hermione finished packing and was about to leave the common room.

Harry nudged Ron lightly.

"It's almost time, we should leave."

"Okay, Malfoy must pay the price this time!"

I saw three good friends going out, and none of them took me with them.

Moon also hurriedly closed his textbook, apologized to several senior students and left.

Tonight, he still had to take care of the Devil's Net and didn't have time to chat with these senior students.

(End of this chapter)