Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

When Lin En came over, they were so focused on their work that they didn't even notice her until the refreshing cool air dispelled the summer heat.

"Professor, you're finally here!" Doris, who was busy and sweating, smiled and waved at him vigorously.

"We're here to reward our heroes and do some work." Lin En raised the paper bag in his hand with a smile on his face. "Don't say I'm mistreating you. I brought this specially for you, Fusco's ice cream."

These are all students that Lin En brought up, so even though Lin En doesn’t know exactly what their tastes are, they’re pretty much the same.

If the ultimate magic can make people's body feel cool invisibly, then cold drinks can moisten the soul suffering from the heat. This sentence is just right here.

The young people who had been busy since morning were huddled together, not feeling the heat, laughing and talking about anecdotes of the whole day, making the scene very lively.

Lin En, who couldn't bear to see his students suffer, was also busy. He raised his wand and waved it gently. The inside and outside of the tent became brand new, and there was also a subtle fragrance in the air.

The students led by Doris were already used to it, but Cedric, who had gained a lot recently, seemed to be thinking about something.

He seemed to have some new understanding of Helga Hufflepuff's magic, just from this little trial.

He wanted to know what was going on, but before he could open his mouth, he heard Lin En say slowly, "Let's talk about magic later. Today we are here for Percy and Penelope."

"That's how it should be!" Boyce was the first to respond, "Sed is just too focused, that's not good, you have to learn from me!"

His words, coupled with his skin which had darkened to an unknown shade, were inexplicably funny and caused everyone to burst into laughter.

Even Pavla, who is usually reserved, covered her mouth and chuckled, not to mention Penelope who is cheerful.

"It's a pity that Percy hasn't come back yet. He seems like an outsider as the groom." Lynn said, "Maybe I should ask Amelia to be nicer to him."

"It's better not, teacher." Andrew, who always appeared to be a serious person, said seriously, "We all suspect that if Percy is not allowed to work, he may feel like he is in prison."

"So evil?"

"No, Professor." As someone close to him, Penelope said seriously, "Andrew is too polite. He is even crazier now than he was six months ago."

“…Okay.” Lynn didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. “This really surprises me. It’s really hard to understand. What on earth are he and Amelia busy with?”

"They are busy with everything. The minister's office is the first to know about everything in the department. Sometimes they don't reply, but once they do, it means we have to redo the work - I really don't know where they get so much energy." Andrew shrugged.

Obviously, as a member of the powerful Auror Office, he himself suffered greatly and was often tormented by his old classmates.

"That's... not hard to understand. Fudge's era left behind many chronic problems, so we have to take drastic measures." Lynn sighed, "But I can't learn his and Amelia's work style. They are simply reckless. You guys should help him more."

"After all, he's going to be the future Minister of Magic, so it's not hard to understand." Boyce came forward with a grin, not affected at all by what had just happened.

But before he could finish his words, a hand appeared on his collar and he was pulled back by a huge force.

"We still have to seek justice for Penelope for not coming home the day before the wedding." Doris said righteously, as if she was not the one who had just punished Boyce.

Besides Pavla, Furong also stood on the same front with her - this was perhaps the first time they were so in sync. The fierce murderous aura and the evil taste hidden behind the murderous intent made Lin En shiver all over.

If he is like this, let alone other male compatriots.

They rationally chose to watch with their eyes and their noses, but secretly mourned for Mr. Percy Weasley who was working overtime, and then pretended nothing had happened and continued to chat and laugh happily.

It was not until about six o'clock in the evening that Arthur, Bill and Charlie, who had been out shopping, returned with difficulty in their almost packed car.

At this time, Percy, who rarely "left work early", also arrived home at the same time as their colleagues, bringing with him their blessings.

The moment he opened the door, the cordial greetings from his friends made him feel the heat of summer, which was the "appetizer" of the wedding.

Molly, who had always doted on her third son, pretended not to see it. She just cooked and chatted with her very favorite daughter-in-law, and they got along very well.

Chapter 671 The Weasley Wedding

January 8, 17 p.m.

There is one hour left before the wedding begins.

The children - or rather, young people who were considered to be children by their elders - put on formal gowns and appeared outside the wedding tent, each with their own duties, to guide the guests who arrived from all over the place.

A small half of these people are various relatives of the Weasley family, both near and far - the Weasley family has many relatives and friends not only in the UK, but also throughout Europe. Judging from the number of people alone, it is far more than a family like the Black family can compare with.

Apart from them, most of the rest were Percy and Penelope's colleagues in the Ministry of Magic and the Starlight Group, as well as classmates like Doris and stargazers from all over the world.

The large number of guests made Molly, who was already nervous, even more nervous, fearing that she would not be able to entertain them well enough.

When she gets nervous, the young people are the ones who get busy.

"I think the only difference between me and those trees on the roadside is that I know heat." Looking at his watch, Fred said with despair.

George also had the same expression, but did not forget to complain: "If you just know it's hot, then I think there's no difference between you two."

Fred made a rude gesture to his twin and tugged at his robes.

It is indeed hot today.

But the weather wasn't the worst.

As he was speaking, an old witch with a hooked nose came over tremblingly. She wore a pink feather hat and at first glance she looked like someone who was difficult to get along with.

Just as Harry was about to step forward, he was grabbed by Fred.

"That's Aunt Muriel, a troublesome creature, and we'll deal with her," said George fiercely, and then he took the initiative to meet her, which scared the old lady.

Hermione, who had just walked out of the tent, hadn't figured out what was going on when she heard Ron say, "She hates everyone and always wants to make trouble for others. Fred and George are the only ones who can control her. One Christmas, they put a dung ball under her chair during dinner, and she never came to our house to celebrate the holidays again. Thank God!"

"So that's how it is..." Hermione looked up and down at the old woman who looked like an angry flamingo, thoughtfully.

But she quickly shifted her attention.

Looking at Harry who was suffocating from the heat, she said softly, "Mrs. Weasley wants you to count the guests first, and then go check the balloons. She is chatting with Penelope's parents and can't spare her time. You go in first, I'll watch over here for a while."

"It's pretty hot, can you handle it?" Ron asked.

"What's wrong with that?" Hermione turned her head and smiled, blinking rapidly.

She was still wearing the same lavender dress she had worn to the ball today, and her hair had been specially styled, making it smooth and silky, and her whole temperament looked much gentler.

Ron suddenly became speechless and was pulled by Harry into the tent in a daze.

At this moment, there was a small commotion coming from the intersection ahead, followed by a distinguished guest with many people following him.

Minister for Magic, Amelia Bones.

According to Percy, she had postponed two meetings, one of which was with Muggles, in order to attend today's wedding.

Hermione didn't bother to laugh, and hurried forward to greet them, saying politely: "Hello, Ms. Bones and all the guests, welcome."

"Hello." Amelia said with a smile, "It's nice to see you here, Miss Granger. It's our first time meeting, but Lynn has mentioned you to me many times."

"Eh? Professor?" Hermione was a little surprised, but still turned sideways to make way.

"Yes, he told me that if one day you want to develop in the Ministry of Magic, he hopes that I can train you personally." Amelia said as she walked, "I agreed. Three years later, if you are willing, the door of the Ministry of Magic will always be open to you."

"I……"

"Of course, this is still a long time in the future, my lovely girl." Amelia's expression was unusually gentle. "Now please take me in first. Is Lin En here?"

"Oh, okay, Ms. Bones!" Hermione finally came to her senses and said hurriedly, "Please follow me! The professor should still be in Hogwarts and will be here soon."

"Hogwarts?" Amelia raised her head, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, "I understand."

She saw Euphemia walking out.

There were bursts of noisy discussions in my ears.

Her arrival is bound to make many people have a new understanding of the future of the Weasley family.

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Lynn was indeed not at the wedding.

After lunch, he and Bill went to Hogwarts to personally greet Dumbledore and a group of close professors.

There was also Mr. Akinbade, who was having lunch with Dumbledore in the castle to discuss optimizing the scale and frequency of the Intercontinental Magic Schools Championship.

No matter from which perspective you look at it, the seven-yearly event, with only adult wizards being allowed to participate, makes the event full of uncertainty and fails to achieve basic fairness.

But how to optimize and how to meet the demands of more and more participating schools is not an easy task.

Not to mention that there are much more important things than this.

Weddings, and any ceremony that brings people together, are ultimately the perfect occasion to discuss important matters.

This time is no exception.

As a newly appointed official who wanted to make things right, he certainly would not miss such a perfect opportunity.

As soon as they met, he grabbed Lynn's hand as if complaining.

"Finally we meet again." He said tiredly, "We must have a good chat today no matter what. And Albus and Amelia, I'm having a hard time and I need your support."

"Of course." Lynn nodded calmly, looked at Dumbledore, and said gently, "You have a heavy burden on your shoulders and you are doing a good job. Of course we will support you."

Akinbade's face lit up with joy. With this promise, many of his ideas had a basis for implementation. It was much more difficult for an African wizard like him to make a difference in the International Confederation of Wizards, which was full of factions, than for the Europeans who represented the mainstream.

He said with a serious expression: "We have indeed gained a rare period of peace, but there are still many problems. If you are willing, I can bring the report from the Magic Congress."

"No need. I know something about that." Lynn shook her head and looked towards the end of the corridor, where professors preparing to attend the wedding were walking in. Bill was also there. "Now is not the right time to discuss this. Albus?"

"We can discuss this matter after the wedding when we two go to Paris alone. Please believe that our support for you is unwavering," Dumbledore said gently.

"The two of us?" Akinbade was a little surprised, but looking at the professors approaching, he didn't ask any more questions, "Well, we can indeed find a time to talk about it in detail."

His doubts and concerns were justified, and were based on his own identity and position - as the new helmsman of the International Confederation of Wizards, even if he did not have absolute power, he had to bear the responsibility in case things went wrong.

There are so many countries with different situations. In his position, every decision he makes may have ripple effects on the entire system.

Lin En also understood his difficulties.

Looking at the face that had deep wrinkles in just a few months and could not be completely covered by dark skin, he could certainly feel the pressure on Akinbad.

He looked Akinbade straight in the face and said in a deep voice, "You will soon learn why you don't have to worry about this. I can guarantee that - at least for many years to come."

After saying this, without waiting for the other party to reply, he put on a warm smile and greeted his colleagues and teachers.

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Two fifty, ten minutes before the wedding officially started.

The guests who came from afar have already taken their seats, and the Weasleys and the Clearwaters are chatting happily - Mr. Clearwater, knowing Arthur's preferences, specially brought a small music player, which he couldn't put down.

Distinguished guests from Hogwarts also arrived to send their blessings to the newlyweds and their two families.

Having finally finished all this, Lynn finally had the chance to sit in his chair and take a breath.

Next to him was Euphemia, of course, and on the other side was Amelia, who had asked to sit over.

"Babajid must have asked you for help?" She leaned over and whispered, "The old man has been very anxious lately."

Lynn nodded.

"What did you talk about? Muggle things?" Amelia asked curiously.

"I haven't told him the truth yet. Dumbledore will go to Paris and tell him in a few days. I won't show up."

Amelia looked at him without surprise, with a hint of disdain in her eyes.

"It's really your style."

"Keep your voice down, the wedding is about to begin." Euphemia spoke up at the right time, "Let's talk about it at the cocktail party, Lin En, you should go over."

As if to confirm her words, music started playing simultaneously from the balloons tied to various places inside and outside the tent, and the bright lights dimmed a little.

The crowd fell silent.

Percy, one of the protagonists of the scene, was standing on the carpet at the entrance of the tent, wearing a neat dress robe and a blooming white rose on his chest.

Behind him came Cedric and Boyce.

These two tall classmates replaced his brothers.

Bill, who theoretically should have been there, was sitting downstairs with his brothers, including Charlie.

When Lin En looked at him, this assistant who made him least worried was also casting a slightly uneasy look at him.

"It seems like grooms are always a little nervous," Lynn said teasingly as they stood up, "Percy is no exception."

Amelia glanced at him, didn't respond, and just looked out of the passage.

Mr. Clearwater, whose temperament was somewhat similar to Arthur's, walked in holding his daughter's hand.

Today, Penelope has shed her student days and work experience, wearing a white dress that highlights her figure and makes her fair skin look even more translucent. Her face is filled with a happy smile and her eyes are full of anticipation.

Behind them came Doris and Pavla, who had also changed into long dresses designed to complement Penelope.