Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

"Or Galleons? Magic items? Or magic books? We can talk about it. There is nothing we can't talk about, as long as you are willing to cooperate with me."

“I’m sorry, Minister, it’s none of them.” Lynn held up a finger and shook it gently.

Fudge's pupils trembled, and then he suddenly realized something. He gritted his teeth and said, "Are you talking about Arthur and Brian? I can make an unbreakable oath with you. As long as you support me, before I leave office, I will definitely push one of them to be the director of the Executive Department."

This is the greatest sincerity Fudge can show.

Lynn just shook her head expressionlessly.

Fudge wanted to cry but had no tears: "What do you want?"

"It's actually very simple. Courage." Lin En's eyes were deep. "The courage to face difficulties and even despair."

"courage……"

Fudge muttered, beads of sweat beading his forehead.

"I'm sorry." Lynn stood up and said seriously, "To show my gratitude, I can promise that my targeting of former Death Eaters will not extend to you. But I have a suggestion for you."

"...Please go ahead." Fudge's voice was a little bitter.

"There is no such thing as a free lunch, and...power without power is nothing but illusion. Thank you for your hospitality, and goodbye."

Bowing politely, Lynn slowly left the study, leaving Fudge alone.

After a long time, he tremblingly took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his face.

Being a shrewd man, he naturally understood the hidden meaning of Lin En's words, but he was speechless.

He knew that the real goal of the cocktail party was no longer possible - although he got a small consolation prize.

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When Lynn returned to the banquet hall, the atmosphere was already quite lively.

Cooperation and transactions between pure-blood families are gradually getting on track.

Slughorn declined the students' invitation and chatted animatedly with Euphemia.

Lynn walked straight to the round table and said to Slughorn, "Professor, it's getting late. Fei and I will leave first. You are always welcome to visit my home."

"So early... Well, be careful." Slughorn wanted to keep her, but then he remembered something and nodded silently. He gently reminded her while holding Lin En.

"I thought it was appropriate when you were in school," he said regretfully, lowering his voice to the lowest level, "it's been so many years..."

After patting Lynn's arm gently, the old man walked away with the unfinished candied fruit.

"Let's go." Euphemia walked up to him. "What did he say to you?"

"Nothing, just a small matter." Lynn shook his head. "Let's go back to Birmingham together?" He naturally took his female companion's hand and gently held it.

"...Yeah." Euphemia blushed slightly and nodded slowly.

After receiving a positive answer, Lin En chuckled, looked around, and disappeared as a shadow.

The Ministry of Magic's anti-Apparition magic is only so-so.

In the crowd, Lucius Malfoy looked unhappy and dazed, and he couldn't even hear what his wife said.

He already knew everything that happened in Hogwarts, and when he thought of his son, his emotions were more complicated than ever before.

And just now, a small note appeared in his palm.

About his house-elf.

Chapter 127 Feelings

Hogwarts, Great Hall.

The weekend dinner at the beginning of the new semester turned into a grand banquet.

The magic dome of the starry sky sprinkled golden sunlight, and the whole auditorium was filled with joy.

The lively dinner lasted until midnight, and even the serious professors were all smiling.

Except for a very few people, everyone was cheering for the re-closing of the secret room and the killing of the basilisk.

The dark clouds that had been hanging over the castle for months finally dissipated.

Dumbledore announced the deeds of the young wizards who participated in the war and awarded the Hogwarts Special Contribution Award again after eleven years.

Even Filch was smiling and cleared out a whole new space in the trophy room to house the huge medal with nearly twenty names on it.

As for Lockhart's whereabouts and experience, no one has long asked about it.

Dumbledore didn't say it, and everyone involved that day kept the secret.

But Harry and Ron couldn't help laughing and had to use snacks to block their mouths.

"Lockhart's greatest contribution to the school in the past few months was leaving early, so that we have Professor Garcia." Ron said vaguely, his hands full of jam on the bagel.

Hermione, who was sitting next to him, said, "Professor Eric said that Lockhart is a man who wants to be the bridegroom at every wedding and the deceased at every funeral. I think that makes sense."

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"!"

The sound of spitting out food came from not far away. It was Fred and George.

Joyful laughter spread across the Gryffindor table; this incisive comment quickly received widespread response.

Although the flamboyant Professor Lockhart is already in prison, he unexpectedly becomes the protagonist.

Amidst the laughter, Harry suddenly turned his head and asked blankly, "Where is Professor Eric?"

He hadn't seen Professor Eric for a long time, not even at the award ceremony.

"He's gone to attend the Minister of Magic's reception. Maybe he'll bring you a medal." Percy stopped patrolling. "Of course, don't count on Merlin, unless the professor twists Fudge's head off."

He winked and said half-jokingly.

What greeted him was his twin brother's expression of astonishment.

This was probably the first time in their lives that they had ever heard Percy joke.

Although he didn't know what the Ministry of Magic medal was for, Harry still raised the glass of pumpkin juice.

A festive atmosphere filled the auditorium, but the only thing missing was the most crucial member, which inevitably made it a little regrettable.

But imperfections are also part of reality.

"clang"

The sound of the water cups colliding was very crisp, and a sweet scent floated in the air.

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Just as the little wizards were raising their glasses to celebrate, the protagonist who had missed the party had already escaped the restrictions of another cocktail party and happily returned to his home in Birmingham.

The warm room, bright lights and quiet environment made him feel much more comfortable.

Leaning lazily on the sofa, enjoying the soft touch, he let out a long sigh, feeling relaxed.

"What did Fudge tell you?" Euphemia asked, sitting upright, holding a cup of hot milk in her hand and drinking it.

After leaving Fudge's Manor, she no longer had any respect for the Minister of Magic.

"Wait a minute, this guy is quite cautious." Lynn shrugged, pulled out his wand and tapped it lightly on his forehead.

The familiar dark golden lines appeared and disappeared, which was the oath spell that Inès was good at.

Lin En had just learned the method from her a few days ago, and it just came in handy.

Although this practical ancient magic cannot deal with the Unbreakable Vow, it is more than enough to deal with Fudge's magic.

In just a moment, the oath that bound both parties became one-way.

"The Honourable Minister is trying to get me to his side. It seems that Millicent and Amelia have given him a hard time."

"What are the conditions?" Euphemia became interested and put down the milk.

"As I say, I even promised to suppress the pure-blood families." Lynn said with a smile, "There is also the Law Enforcement Department."

Euphemia nodded. "If he is not Fudge, the conditions are indeed tempting."

"It's a pity that he is Fudge." Lynn picked up the milk on the table and took a big sip. After it went down, he realized that he had taken the wrong cup. "Well... can I give you my cup?"

Euphemia turned her head away and ignored him, kicking him hard.

"That's it anyway. I guess Millicent has also gotten the news." Although her leg was a little sore, Lynn still had a smile on her face. "Fudge's reaction was faster than expected. He's not a complete fool. But let's leave these things to them. I'm too lazy to care."

"You don't care about anything." Euphemia rolled her eyes at him, unceremoniously took Lynn's glass of milk and sipped it. "What's going on with Malfoy?"

"I warned him and gave him some new requirements. But that's not important."

Lynn patted her butt, stood up, walked to the desk and opened the drawer.

"Fei, this contains my learning experience from the Hufflepuff Notes. You can take it back with the dragon blood and dragon horn powder." He said seriously, "The materials the centaurs need can be obtained through Victor's channel. It's not urgent. I can take care of it."

"it is good."

Euphemia agreed straightforwardly, but her eyes fluctuated slightly.

She subconsciously looked at the wall clock and it was almost twelve o'clock.

Looking at Lin En's focused back, she gently touched the magic bracelet on her wrist.

She wanted to say something, but after hearing Lin En's businesslike tone, she didn't know how to say it.

The light was faint and then quickly disappeared.

"Anything else? If not, I'll be back. We'll be taking tests next week, so we need to prepare in advance."

After a moment's thought, she walked over to Lynn, packed up her things and was about to leave, expressionless.

"Wait a minute, Fei, there is indeed something else."

"what's up?"

She lowered her head slightly, half expectant and half nervous.

"Has the time for the next gathering been set? And Percy and the others are also joining the group."

Lin En's tone rose slightly, but she, who was always perceptive, didn't notice it at all. She just went from joy to loss again.

"Before Easter, I'll tell you when the exact date is set, and about their affairs. You never care anyway."

She gave Lin En a resentful look and prepared to leave before she finished her words.

But before she could turn around, a gentle but irresistible force came from her wrist.

Lin En gently exerted force and pulled her into his arms.

"Are you in such a hurry to leave?" Looking at the panicked girl, Lin En smiled, "There's something very important that I haven't told you yet."

"What...what are you going to say?" Euphemia stammered.

The close distance allowed her to fully feel each other's warmth.

She was smart and had already guessed Lin En's intention.

This guy must have done this on purpose!

Thinking of this, she tried to act angry, but she felt her whole body was out of control, her feet felt a little weak, and even her entire weight fell on Lin En.

His usually strong gaze became evasive, like a frightened little rabbit.

Lin En watched her dodging and nervousness, and finally how she closed her eyes in resignation.

More than ten years of companionship have turned into feelings that are difficult to describe in words.

“Perhaps it is more important to do something than to say something.”

He held the girl's chin and lifted her rosy lips upwards, feeling each other's hot breath, and gently leaned down as she closed her eyes and was reluctant to give in.

Countless emotions came to fruition at this moment.

"clang--"

The clock strikes, and a new day arrives as promised.