Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

Before he could finish his words, the man had already run into the fireplace and disappeared with a "bang".

Only the last look was left, which was filled with an emotion of helplessness when written as it was, but could be read as gloating.

Lin En gnashed his teeth at the fat boy's disloyal behavior, but he didn't dare to say anything. He could only sit upright and watch.

“…So you want to team up with Alex to deceive me?” Freeing her hands, Euphemia turned her gaze for the first time, looking at Lynn with a slightly scrutinizing look.

A huge sense of crisis suddenly enveloped his heart and lingered for a long time, making his hair stand on end.

"How could I lie to you?" After a long silence, he smiled ingratiatingly, "I just wanted to save a little pocket money to make up for the potion that Garcia stole."

"If you don't have enough money, just come to me. When have I ever had less money than you?"

Euphemia's tone was slightly resentful, and she leaned back lightly, "Or are you planning to hide the matter of the new professor from me?"

"!"

Lynn's whole body trembled, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

He vaguely smelled a faint sour smell in the air.

Without any hesitation, he sat down next to Euphemia and, in her surprised eyes, held her delicate hand that had nowhere to go.

"I didn't mean to hide it from you. I just think her curse and anti-curse magic are very suitable to assist us in doing some research. You know all this."

“…Then why didn’t you tell her about the fact that she took so many potions?” Euphemia said unhappily. She pulled her hand away gently, and when she saw that Lin En was not going to let go, she gave up.

"It's really embarrassing to get carried away and then have someone ask for too much. I'm a decent person after all." Lin En's mouth twitched slightly, with a bitter expression.

Originally, he had just promised to provide the prize for Inès' first class on a whim after she agreed to study the course curse.

I didn't expect that she would trick me so badly.

He was sure that this was definitely revenge.

Revenge for scaring her for months.

"I don't see how you are decent." Euphemia rolled her eyes and kicked him lightly.

The sharp corners of the high heels caused a slight sting.

She knew what Lynn meant.

In a sense, this kind of "blackmail" shows that the gap between the two sides is beginning to fade.

From transaction to cooperation, especially in the context of some previous grudges, some catalyst is needed.

But the loss of nearly a thousand Galleons cannot be faked.

Although there is a treasury of the Lestrange family, if it is not carefully managed, it will be wasted - especially with the Stargazer Organization, a gold-devouring behemoth.

Only when you manage the household do you know how expensive food and fuel are. Every time she sees Lin En spending money lavishly, she gets furious as she is in charge of the accounts.

Knowing that he was in the wrong, Lin En did not dare to refute. He just covered his legs exaggeratedly and looked pitiful. This made Euphemia change her anger into joy and she smiled a little.

"I think you look best when you smile. Don't always have a stern face like Professor McGonagall. It makes you age quickly." Lynn said with a smile, poking the tip of his nose affectionately.

"Isn't it because you always make me angry?" Miss Fei turned her head innocently, revealing her flawless profile. "Also, don't say the word 'old'."

Slightly younger than Lynn, she is in the best years of her life.

Whether from the front or the side, it can be said that she has a beautiful face.

She has thin eyebrows, drooping eyes, small red lips and a tall nose. She looks even more delicate and graceful when viewed from the side, and one can clearly feel the contours extending from her rosy white cheeks to her neck.

The brilliant golden hair was also elegantly tied up, revealing the cute earlobes like water drops.

Her coquettish behavior added a touch of redness to her clean and flawless face.

This should be a unique view.

"How about we go get two bottles of elixir from old Nico?" Lynn said in a trance.

For the first time, he had the urge to keep this beautiful thing.

Euphemia did not answer.

She just smiled and blinked, raised their interlocked hands to her mouth and blew gently.

Then he leaned on Lin En's shoulder and closed his eyes.

"There's still some time. I'll take a rest. Call me when you're ready to leave."

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but the tall Euphemia looks particularly petite at this moment.

Like a tired cat, it is gentle and lazily.

Only the dishonest fingertips and slightly messy breathing tell different emotions.

The familiar touch, especially the temperature on the hands, made me feel like I was back in that tree hole where we had to squeeze together to hide.

Compared to the pretentious cocktail party in the evening, this leisurely afternoon at home makes people feel more comfortable and relaxed.

Time passed so slowly that I could almost hear every heartbeat.

But it also passed very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the winter sun slowly set in the west.

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In the cloakroom in the evening, Lynn changed into a simple and elegant gray evening dress.

He looked at his female companion with gentle eyes, "As expected, you understand me the best."

"It's nothing special. I guessed it a long time ago." Euphemia looked normal, but the corners of her mouth curled up slightly. "If you don't do this, it won't be your style."

Appearing at a pure-blood wizard party in a Muggle dress would undoubtedly make all the pure-blood families attending the party and the host Fudge feel uncomfortable.

And this was exactly the purpose of the two of them. They had no intention of integrating into it. Since Fudge insisted on inviting them and even asked Dumbledore to be the lobbyist, it meant that he had made preparations in advance.

After tidying up her hair which was a little messy from dozing off and light sleep, and looking at their respective clothes, Euphemia thought for a moment, took out a slender necklace and handed it to Lin En.

The elegant and sexy swan neck is white and smooth, and needs a little embellishment.

"Put it on for me."

The charming and alert brown eyes closed quietly, the lips were slightly parted, and a smile was on her face.

Chapter 124 Medal

Bath is an ancient city in east Avon, near Bristol.

It may not be appropriate to call it a city, as it is just a small town with a population of less than 100,000.

But the remains of ancient Roman times add a lot of historical flavor to this small place with beautiful rural scenery.

The estate of the current Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, is located here, a very inconspicuous place not far from London.

Just like he was a few years ago before he took over as minister.

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In the evening, this estate on the outskirts of town came alive.

Although the sky was not as clear as in Birmingham, but was overcast as if a heavy snow was brewing, the people coming and going in and out of the manor were obviously not affected by it.

Officials at all levels of the Ministry of Magic, pure-blood families with a long history, and well-known figures with considerable influence in various fields are all the connections and friends that Fudge has accumulated over the years.

At this moment, the sturdy little wizard was waiting outside the gate of the manor, occasionally exchanging a few words with the guests who came to visit him, but he seemed absent-minded.

Even if it was the biggest financial sponsor, Lucius Malfoy, he just smiled and greeted him, and let Umbridge be in charge of the reception.

He was still waiting for someone, even though the agreed time was very close.

As time passed, small snowflakes began to fall from the sky - in the mild climate of Britain, this might be the last snow at the turn of winter and spring.

The smile on Fudge's face began to become forced and stiff.

He called a young man from the Ministry of Magic who was waiting not far away and said in a low voice, "Go look outside the anti-Apparition barrier. Maybe Mr. Eric has gone in the wrong direction."

"I am not someone like Dumbledore who is getting too old to walk, Minister Fudge."

Before he could finish his words, Lynn's voice rang in his ears.

The short Fudge trembled all over and subconsciously dodged to the side of his subordinates.

When he looked up again, Lynn and Euphemia had appeared in front of him, silently, with even the slightest fluctuation of magic power.

"Lynn...when did you come? And Ms. Fox, it's been a long time since we last met. It's my honor to have you here as my guest."

Fudge forced himself to smile, his voice trembling slightly, trying hard to hide his shock and slight fear.

For this cocktail party, he diverted a large amount of resources and set up anti-Apparition magic in his own manor that was no less powerful than that of the Ministry of Magic.

Every wizard who came here also came on foot from a distance.

In addition to Lin En, there was also Euphemia, who had an expressionless face, beside him.

"While you were talking to him. Why, are you surprised, Minister?"

He had already felt the gazes of the pure-blood wizards who had not yet entered Fudge's mansion, and was aware of their different emotions at the moment, but he didn't care at all.

"No... of course not... it's still a little unexpected." Fudge stumbled, then showed his signature bright smile, "I didn't expect you to come so suddenly. I thought you wouldn't come today, but it gave me such a surprise!"

He held Lynn's hand affectionately, nodded to Euphemia, and personally led the two into the manor, returning to his luxurious villa in the surprised eyes of everyone.

As the last of the three stepped into the magnificent banquet hall, the carved door quickly closed and the ceiling began to sprinkle with starlight.

Nearly a quarter of the celebrities from all walks of life in the British wizarding world gather here, and it is also a large-scale gathering and social event for the Pure-Blood faction.

Lin En's arrival made many people here feel great pressure, and some people's faces suddenly turned ugly. Only a very few people smiled and raised their glasses from afar.

Be it the past grudges, the powerful magic of Lin En and the others, or their attire today, they are all incompatible with the atmosphere of this "wizard upper class".

Fudge saw it all, but he didn't show any reaction. He just pulled Lin En to the platform affectionately, and said happily to everyone looking at him:

"Everyone, I want to announce a good news to you! Today, our cocktail party welcomes a distinguished guest, Mr. Lynn Eric! This makes me feel honored, and it also makes tonight's cocktail party even more star-studded. Please raise your glasses together to welcome him and Ms. Fox!"

The minister had spoken, and the invited guests had no choice but to raise their glasses and greet him with different expressions.

From the very beginning, this cocktail party had an intriguing atmosphere.

Below the stage, the pale-faced Lucius Malfoy narrowed his eyes and scanned the hall with a hawk-like gaze, looking for "old acquaintances" with whom he had a close personal relationship.

He quickly found these people because they felt the same way.

On the stage, Fudge showed no intention of stopping, and the enthusiasm on his face made these pure-blooded "nobles" who were used to flattery feel uncomfortable.

"In addition!" He quietly used the magic of loud voice, "I would like to take this opportunity to announce an important news to everyone!"

"Not long ago, a shocking attack occurred at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The castle's secret chamber, which had been sealed for many years, was opened, and a terrifying basilisk escaped."

It has to be said that Fudge's appointment as Minister of Magic was largely due to his friendly voice, which was slightly hoarse but made people feel comfortable.

Even Lucius and his companions who had quietly gathered together couldn't help but raise their heads and look in his direction.

"But fortunately, after this dangerous incident, Mr. Eric led a dozen brave students to kill the dangerous beast and protect the safety of the school and its teachers and students!"

Lucius's face sank as he thought back to the Galleons that were now stacked in Fudge's vault.

But at least, it is a blessing in disguise that the minister's credibility in taking money to do things is still reliable.

"After consultation with the parties involved, I am honored to announce that in recognition of the courage and fearless dedication of every wizard who participated in the battle, I, Cornelius Fudge, will apply for the Order of the Asylum Hengis for them!"

Fudge on the stage had a flushed face and did not let go of Lynn's hand while speaking.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was thunderous applause in the banquet hall. Whether it was sincere or fake, everyone present at least put on a show of saving face.

Lynn's face also smiled more, and he gave Fudge some face and bowed politely.

Although the Order of Hangis is far inferior to the Order of Merlin, it is also one of the highest honors that can be awarded directly by the Ministry of Magic. It is specifically used to commend outstanding wizards who play an important role in resisting dark magic and evil creatures.

The medal is also named after the legendary Hufflepuff alumnus, Hengist of Woodcroft, who founded Hogsmeade and sheltered many desperate wizards.

Awarding nearly twenty medals in one go was not easy even for someone in Fudge's position.

Lin En observed silently out of the corner of his eye and had made up his mind.

With such efforts, his ambition must be not small.

He turned his head to look at Euphemia beside him, and their eyes met, full of unspoken understanding.

They picked up their glasses at the same time, left Fudge who had already found someone to chat with, and joined the lively crowd.

This cocktail party, which was destined to be uneasy, began.