Harry Potter: Badger's Flathead

"That's enough, Alvin! What are you going to do now?" Professor McGonagall suddenly became nervous and stood in front of Alvin like a hen protecting her chicks.

Now the powerful vice principal was helpless against Ivan. All the tricks she used on other students didn't work! She was completely out of ideas.

Moreover, this kid has been madly testing the edge of school rules. Even if he breaks the school rules, he will offset it with other merits. He has never done anything excessive and violated the rules, leaving you completely helpless!

"Uh~ Don't be nervous, Professor McGonagall. I can't eat them. I just want them to fulfill their promise."

Ivan waved his hand kindly, looking like a good boy, took out a stack of stationery and placed it on the table, and then took out a few quills and ink.

"They said they would explain to the family that this was all a misunderstanding, so write it now and I'll help them mail it. This way, the only problem left to be solved is with the Ministry of Magic.

Besides, we are all classmates, so we shouldn’t go back on our word. I believe that after today, the school will not receive any letters from parents regarding the griffin issue, right! "(?????)

Ivan looked at his classmates amiably.

Those lovely classmates were very understanding and nodded crazily, and took the initiative to pick up the pen to write letters to their families.

After everyone had finished writing, Alvin blew the ink off the letters and carefully put them away. Then he would personally help his classmates hand them over to the owls to send back according to the address on the letters.

You're welcome, he's just so helpful. ˉ_( ?° ?? ?°)_/ˉ

In order to appease the frightened classmates, Alvin was deducted 100 points...but he really couldn't think of any other punishment to give him.

As for expulsion? He has been testing the bottom line like crazy, and he is not qualified for expulsion at all. What's more, if he fails the exam~

Tut tut...

After sending all the letters, Alvin ran to the kitchen and started a small stove. He didn't eat at all that night because he was busy taking care of these unfortunate children. But no matter how big the matter was, he couldn't skip a meal, right!

……

At the same time, the Ministry of Magic was also off work. Fudge had been jailbroken by Black, Shafik had his family wiped out, and oh, yes! There were also Dementors missing, and two more were lost in the past two days. All these made the Ministry very anxious.

Moreover, there are more than 100,000 pairs of eyes watching from all walks of life, and so many people are eyeing his position. If he doesn't solve one of the problems, he will probably be voted out next year.

But there is also good news, that is, something happened in Hogwarts, and it was that dirty half-giant again. As long as we do something about this matter, we can buy him some more time.

Thinking of this, Fudge, who was in a rare good mood, suddenly felt that his empty heart longed to be filled with love.

But thinking of the old witch at home, he turned and walked in another direction. He needed the comfort of the little baby.

But before that, he needed to go to Feitos to get some medicine.

Looking forward to a wonderful time tonight, Fudge's mood was obviously better. He didn't notice at all that there were several white V-shaped light and shadows hidden in his shadow under the light.

Chapter 232 Let’s go and farm!

"Fuck! It's so annoying!"

Ivan opened the window and stuck his head out, raising his wand and continuously washing his eyes with clear water like a spring.

Now, whenever he closed his eyes, he could see the fat belly of that damn greasy old man and the little white candle. The still charming witch was really hungry and could eat anything.

He really has nothing to do. Why not just let the ghost soldier take the photo? Why bother to connect to the network to take a look? He is just asking for trouble!

yue~

But at least the gossip about the Minister of Magic has been obtained, and the rest is just to collect more and release it later to shock the audience.

The next morning, Alvin was like normal, eating and drinking as usual. However, some of his classmates looked at him with a little difference.

"By the way, Alvin, don't you think there's something wrong with the looks from your classmates?" Susan asked curiously, looking at the heartless Alvin.

"What's wrong with that? The meals at Hogwarts are all provided by my family. Do they think that I am well fed and well served, yet they still find fault with me and cause me trouble? Shouldn't I be angry?"

One by one, Ivan's voice was not concealed. If you don't agree, come and fight! I'll give you one hand.

"Um~Okay, you're right." A hint of embarrassment flashed across Susan's face. She was a little worried unnecessarily.

Judging from the current situation, Ivan will definitely not be affected, but they will! If Ivan is really affected, then the food indicators of Hogwarts will regress!

If you think about it this way, then those who cause trouble for Alvin will not just offend Alvin alone, but will have to face the wrath of most of the teachers and students at Hogwarts.

After figuring it out, Susan no longer worried about Evan being isolated and happily started eating the dumplings. Anyway, she would definitely beat anyone to death if he prevented her from having such a sumptuous meal.

After the morning class ended, Alvin received a message from Old Bee saying that many parents had sent apology letters today, apologizing for their previous impulsiveness, but some parents still had doubts.

But it doesn't matter. As long as we can deal with the Ministry of Magic, there's no point in their questioning. Anyway, giving them a healthy child at the end of the school year is the best proof of safety.

...Harry doesn't count! He's the one who's going to suffer.

When passing by Ron, Alvin saw the mouse in Ron's hand, which had become much thinner but had a much fatter butt, and he remembered the scene he saw in the prophecy a while ago.

Don’t miss this great show of the Sri Lankan religion!

I found Tiedan wandering around. Now that the weather was much warmer, he started to come out to play. After instructing Tiedan to keep an eye on Ron and his mouse, Ivan went to Helga's secret room.

After changing into a black robe with red patterns, putting on a cloak and a Tara mask, Ivan walked into one of the portals.

In Diagon Alley, in a house in the backyard of the Zenith Chinese Restaurant, Ivan walked out. A large number of wizards gathered outside the house.

Just down one flight of stairs here is Knockturn Alley. I didn’t really notice it when I bought this place, but it’s very convenient now.

In front of the wizards, more than a dozen broken corpses were lying there, some of them were just a pile of skin fragments pieced together to form a human shape.

These are guys who have no intention of abiding by the contract, intend to default on their debts, and even fight when the Shadow Legion comes to their door with the contract.

"Yes, it seems that you are smarter than I thought. Only a very small number of you choose to breach the contract."

When Alvin came out and took a look, he was surprised to find that only so few people chose to breach the contract!

He originally thought that these people were used to being dissolute, and many of them would choose to breach the contract, but he didn't expect that they were quite conscious! The contractual capacity on the recruitment paper was only able to locate each of them. There was no fatal punishment, it would just make them covered with herpes.

And when the date arrives, everyone will be reminded by the magic attached to them to gather at Knockturn Alley, and those who breach the contract will be marked by magic, which will activate the group of part-time punisher soldiers left by Ivan to come and greet them in person.

Now, there are only a dozen people who cannot tell the difference between having a full meal and not being full every meal. Not only did they lose their lives, but they also helped Alvin establish his authority.

"It just so happens that they have used their lives to convey a message to you. I am giving you an advance on your salary so that you can enjoy some leisure time. This does not mean that I am a kind person! On the contrary, if you do anything beyond the limit, I will not show mercy!

But I can assure you that I will be a good boss. If you follow me and behave properly, you will definitely get benefits! Do you understand what I am saying, the buried talents? "

Tara's copper bell-like eyes swept across the wizards. No matter they were white wizards or black wizards, they all nodded hurriedly to express their stance after seeing that devilish face.

"Very good, Josie, tell me how many people there are in total."

The first person who pressed his fingerprints was called out. Ivan had planted mental control in his subconscious mind, and now he is Ivan's loyal henchman.

"Okay, boss. Not counting those who are lying down, there are a total of 317 people." Qiao Xi handed over a list, which he had collected at the gathering three days ago.

"Very good, come on, I'll take you to the workplace." After roughly glancing at the list, Alvin didn't look at it carefully. He would talk about this later.

Under the leadership of Ivan, the wizards entered the house one after another, and the corpses outside the door were also dealt with by the shadow soldiers.

Alvin placed two portals in this house, one on the second floor leading to Hogwarts, and the other on the first floor leading to Russia.

He has currently made three for his own use; as for the public one that will replace Floo powder, he will have to wait for some time.

If we want to use it for public use, we need to make something like the Internet. Otherwise, a pair of doors can only go one way. The world is so big, how many doors would we need? It is a big project anyway. Anyway, the space door has been made, and the rest will be done soon.

Yekaterinburg——

A group of wooden houses on the hill behind the Volkov home.

In a small house that seemed to be able to accommodate only five people, strange-looking or sloppy people came out one after another. Until the yard was full of people, a red-faced weirdo finally came out.

"Fortunately, I have not been idle for the past two months and have built more houses, otherwise I would not have enough room to live in." Alvin felt fortunate in his heart that he had made preparations in advance.

"You will live here temporarily. Living facilities have been prepared for you. You may move to other places in the future, but this is your first stop for work."

Alvin gave them a brief introduction to the work content and rules and regulations.

"What! You want us to work under Muggles!"

"Why not a wizard? Isn't one of our foremen a wizard?"

"Yeah! We have to take orders from a bunch of Muggles!"

"Oh~ Sorry, it's hard for me to accept being ruled by Muggles, even if it's a half-blood wizard."

After hearing that Alvin wanted them to follow the arrangements of a group of ordinary people, some wizards were dissatisfied.

"Oh~ Are you pure-blood?" Ivan narrowed his eyes, with a teasing tone in his voice.

"Of course! We are pure-blooded, it's just that our family has fallen into decline." Someone said proudly.

"Yes, but you, a pure-blood, have fallen to the point where you can't afford to eat and are almost starving to death. You can't survive without relying on Muggle land. I really don't know why you are so noble. It seems that you have never really been hungry, otherwise you wouldn't be holding on to your pitiful pure-blood dignity."

Alvin mocked without any concealment, he couldn't even live happily anymore, and he still had the nerve to mention bloodline!

Those people's faces turned red, but they didn't dare to refute anything, for fear that a ball of golden flame would burn them to ashes in the next second.

"I'll say it one last time! Since you've come to work for me and I'll pay you well, then just be good and don't think that you can get any special privileges just because you're a wizard!

The place where you work and the output of your wages are all provided by Muggles. Even if you don't want to stay, you have to finish the one-month work for me and earn back the wages I advanced to you! I'm not doing charity!"

After Alvin finished speaking, countless ghostly soldiers holding swords and weapons appeared and surrounded everyone.

"Shut up, you guys. It's so rare to have a job that can sustain a living, don't ruin it for us!"

"That's right, if you don't want to stay, just leave and don't get us into trouble!"

"You can't even survive, so what right do you have to look down on Muggles?"

A group of wizards chatted with each other and scolded those troublemakers.

In the distance, a convoy drove over. It was Uncle Oleg.

"Josie, come with me."

After calling Josie, Alvin walked through the crowd to greet his uncle, and this group of people would be under his charge from then on.

After leaving everyone's sight, Alvin took off his mask. He was afraid that his uncle would misunderstand him and go home and tell nonsense.

After introducing Josie to Uncle Oleg, Ivan gave her a heads up before putting the mask back on.

"Cool! Can you make one for me someday?" Oleg became interested immediately when he saw how magical the mask was.

"If you like it, I'll give it to you next time on your birthday."

"Then it's settled."

After further explanation, Alvin introduced his uncle to the wizards, told them who was the boss when he was away, and left.

However, before leaving, he placed a soldier from the Shadow-Eating Corps in the shadow of each person. Once anyone of them had any bad intentions, their shadow would be eaten immediately!

He would never be so confident in leaving a dark wizard near his family.