The years of welding at Hogwarts

Under Noah's extremely disgusted gaze, Draco and Neville stayed and squeezed in Noah's room for a night. Then, under Noah's disgusted gaze again, Draco and Neville boarded the Knight Bus to go home.

As for Hermione, at Shirley's strong insistence, she stayed at Snape's house until the day of the awarding ceremony.

……

"Noah the dog! Noah the dog! Get up!"

At dawn that morning, Noah felt in his dream that an extremely heavy mountain was pressing down on him at a rapid speed with the terrifying momentum of a meteorite falling from the sky.

It was not until two seconds later, when the heavy feeling suddenly pressed on his lower body, almost causing him to lose everything, that Noah realized it was not an illusion.

Rather, it was his keen sixth sense, which he had honed during the fierce battles with London street gangs and was bathed in the hail of bullets from the gangsters, that detected Fox's arrival.

But it was obvious that the long period of peaceful life had caused his skills to decline slightly.

So much so that he couldn't avoid Fox's overwhelming force.

"Hurry up! You stupid bird! Don't you have any idea how heavy you are?"

Even through the quilt, Noah could feel the amazingly soft touch. Coupled with the uncontrollable physiological reaction when waking up in the morning, the blood in Noah's body was rushing uncontrollably to a certain part of his body and gradually gathered together.

But Fox, the stupid bird, ignored Noah.

Now Fox's mind was filled with the luxurious lunch after the Order of Merlin awarding ceremony. She had been looking forward to having a taste of the state banquet of the wizarding world for half a month.

Riding on Noah's body, Fox grabbed Noah's shoulders with both hands and shook him madly, "Get up! Get up! Hurry up!"

Noah reluctantly pushed the fat turkey's hands away. He wanted to push Fox away, but with the current position of the two of them, if he pushed his hands away, then his hands would land on...

Well, in the process of pushing his hands forward, the work done by the force will be completely converted into elastic potential energy.

Forget it, he should just play the role of a gentleman for now.

Noah roared in frustration.

"Why don't you get up from me first! Otherwise, how can I get up!"

The fat turkey realized it later and said, "Oh."

But after she jumped off Noah's bed, Noah didn't show any intention of getting out of bed. He just changed from lying flat on the bed to sitting up, and then there was no further movement.

"Why aren't you coming down yet? Hurry up! Let's go to the Ministry of Magic for a free meal!"

Noah, feeling very helpless, covered his face with his hands and said, "You should go out first. My relatives are here to see me."

Fox glanced around the room in confusion, "Which relative? Is your period here?"

Noah looked down at the quilt and said, "My uncle came to see me. His last name is Chen."

Without waiting for Fox to follow his gaze to where his eyes were, Noah raised his hand and threw a [Prototype Revealed] at Fox, turning this stupid fat turkey back into its original phoenix form. Then he grabbed Fox's chicken wings of fate and threw her out of the room.

Lying back on his soft bed with lifeless eyes, Noah silently pondered in his mind how to upgrade the defensive magic circle in his room so that Ah Fu, who was born with supernatural powers, would no longer be able to break his defensive magic and rush in at will.

……

After breakfast, everyone gathered in the restaurant.

All of them stared curiously at the portkey in Noah's hand, which was enclosed in the letter written to them by the Wizengamot. It could lead directly to Merlin's Memorial Hall somewhere in the British wizarding world.

The door key was a small silver medal with a simple letter "W" engraved on it and some uncomplicated decorations around it.

However, they did not activate the portkey immediately, but waited until...

The sound of a car engine roared from the street outside. A car with a low-key design but not simple, but with a sense of low-key luxury, stopped on the road outside the house.

There is a golden little golden man on the hood of the car. It is not the golden man of Rolls-Royce, but out of the owner's bad taste, it was replaced with a proportionally scaled golden statue of Ultraman Tiga.

The golden statue with a huge fist raised high silently tells of the noble status of the car owner. Scratch it, stupid sculpture.

Grant Ward, who was wearing a swallowtail butler suit, got down from the driver's seat, quickly walked around to the other side of the car, and opened the heavy double doors for the Grangers.

Noah and the others were waiting for the arrival of the Grangers.

How could Hermione not invite her parents to accompany her to such an important occasion as the Order of Merlin?

Looking at the exquisite house standing in front of them in the dilapidated neighborhood, which was like a flower stuck in cow dung, and the luxury car behind them that was obviously worth their income for more than ten years, the Grangers were filled with an extremely unreal feeling until they walked into Snape's house.

Even if the income of a dentist is placed in the entire British society, the Grangers can be regarded as upper-middle class and have witnessed many big scenes.

But those so-called upper-middle classes, have they ever witnessed the magnificence and splendor of the magical world?

Didn't even their Prime Minister only become aware of the existence of wizards after he sat down in the office on Downing Street?

only……

Why does the home of my daughter’s best friend look so ordinary?

This was the first time that Mr. and Mrs. Granger visited a wizard's home, but what they saw was completely different from what they had imagined.

There were no spooky specimens soaked in yellow-green liquid in large glass jars, nor were there any eerie-looking wizards with hooked noses guarding a dark purple crucible emitting a pale green light, brewing a horrible-looking and smelly potion...

Well, actually there is.

If the Grangers had come to visit two days earlier and had the opportunity to watch Snape brew the wolfsbane potion, they would have realized that their imagination was not wrong at all.

"Welcome, Mr. Granger and Mrs. Granger."

Shirley greeted her best friend's parents with a smile, and at the same time pulled the shy otaku Snape who was hiding behind the crowd to her side, completing the meeting between the parents of both parties.

"I guess you are the Shirley that Hermione often mentions?" Mrs. Granger greeted Shirley with a smile, "What a lovely and lovable child. Hermione is so lucky to have an angelic friend like you."

Mrs. Granger's compliments instantly made Shirley feel a little flattered, "Hey, you're too kind. Hermione is also a very good student."

At the same time, Mr. Granger also extended his hand to the old homeboy Snape.

"You are Hermione's Potions Professor, Mr. Severus Snape, right? Thank you for taking care of my daughter at school."

The old bat, who was not good at speaking and did not like socializing, was obviously very uncomfortable with this kind of social occasion. When he was shaking hands with Mr. Granger, his expression looked awkward.

Noah, who was standing silently by, remembered all of Snape's facial expressions throughout the process and felt secretly amused.

After a brief greeting, Noah looked at

Look at the clock hanging on the wall in the living room.

"Okay, now that everyone is here, shall we set off?"

Watching Noah place the portkey sent by the Wizengamot on the table in the living room, Mr. Granger asked curiously, "Is this the means of transportation we are going to take this time?"

"To be more precise, it should be called some kind of space teleportation tool, but it's not wrong to call it a means of transportation."

The magic power gathered at his fingertips. As Noah gently tapped his finger on the small silver badge, the door key stimulated by the magic power immediately lit up with a silver light.

The extended magic power connected everyone present together like a rope.

The next second, before Mr. Granger could say anything more, he felt as if he had been hit by Zhong Kui's second skill. A terrible hook broke through his belly and hooked onto his internal organs, pulling him forward with an irresistible momentum. In an instant, his feet left the ground and flew up.

This is why Noah has always disliked the experience of using a portkey.

Under the connection of magic, everyone seemed to be captured by the gravity of the Chibaku Tensei, and were squeezed together tightly with the portkey as the center point.

Everyone flew forward rapidly like a gust of wind. Apart from the whistling sound of the wind, the only sounds in their ears were each other's exclamations. The scenes in front of them were blurred into a bunch of completely unclear lines due to the high-speed movement.

Noah keenly sensed the slight changes in the space transfer process and suddenly raised one of his hands. The dark blue magic power spread out like water ripples, enveloping everyone.

The next second, their momentum of flying forward suddenly stopped. The entire process from extreme speed to stillness only gave people less than half a second to react.

If Noah hadn't released the shock-absorbing spell in advance to cover everyone, at least half of the people in this large group would have fallen to the ground and slid out on their knees in a ungraceful posture.

When everyone's blurred vision returned to normal, they found themselves standing in a magnificent hall.

Chapter 270 Merlin Memorial Hall? Flash Museum?

"Cough cough cough."

The moment he was released from the transmission of the portkey, Roy Granger felt a churning in his abdomen and immediately couldn't help coughing loudly.

His face turned red and it took great willpower to suppress the nausea rising from his stomach, but the price he paid was that his saliva got choked into his trachea, causing him to cough constantly.

Mrs. Granger, who also had no experience with Portkey teleportation, did not fare much better.

Their thoughtful daughter Hermione duly handed them both a makeshift Transfiguration cup, which she filled with water using a wandless Fountain of Water charm.

"Although the experience with the portkey was terrifying, I have to admit that magic is really a very convenient thing."

Mr. Granger sighed while looking at the water cup in his hand. He just saw with his own eyes how Hermione took out two inconspicuous coins, put them in her hands, and with a thought, they turned into two glass cups.

"But I seem to remember that underage wizards are not allowed to cast spells outside of school, right?"

"Very impressive wandless spellcasting, Miss Granger." A shrill voice came from the side.

Following the direction of the sound, everyone tilted their heads downward at a forty-five degree angle and saw a short wizard standing next to Hermione, whose height was not even as high as Hermione's belly button.

"Professor Flitwick," Noah smiled and shook the other's hands, "It's nice to meet you."

"I am so proud of what you have achieved." Professor Flitwick's mouth was almost stretched behind his ears.

Two students from his own college actually won the Second Class Medal of the Order of Merlin. When Professor Flitwick received the invitation letter from Hermione, he couldn't believe his eyes.

If he had not been in the wizarding world for such a long time and had not had a wide network of contacts, and had not heard the news early on that the Ministry of Magic would be holding a grand ceremony to award the Order of Merlin, Professor Flitwick would have even thought it was a naughty prank.

However, even though he had heard some rumors a long time ago, the heavy honor of two second-level medals still made Professor Flitwick a little unconfident.

Are the students in my own college really that good compared to that stupid guy in Slytherin College next door?

Shirley and Hermione both received the second-level medal. Could it be that the lucky Shafulin brat only received the first-level medal?

It shouldn’t be that exaggerated, right?

It was not until the Ministry of Magic held a press conference and the awarding ceremony of the Order of Merlin made the headlines of the Daily Prophet that Professor Flitwick dared to believe it was true after he once again received a solid list from his friend in the Wizengamot.

Their disappointing Ravenclaw House actually produced two winners of the Order of Merlin, Second Class!

Although there were a lot of medals awarded at this ceremony, the Aurors and strike force of the Ministry of Magic basically each received a third-level medal, and even many students at Hogwarts were awarded medals for their contributions in defending the Hogwarts Express.

He was awarded the third-class medal.

But this does not affect the value of the second-level medal.

Not to mention there are two of them!

Two whole ones!

When Professor Flitwick confirmed the authenticity of the news, he immediately wrote to several of his colleagues at Hogwarts' deans to verify it.

Especially when he confirmed that although many students of Gryffindor House won awards, none of them won a second-class medal, and Hufflepuff, which had long been in the same boat with Ravenclaw, only got one second-class medal, Professor Flitwick's smugness almost reached the sky.

Of course, he didn't write to Snape to ask about the Order of Merlin.

Given what the stupid boy from Slytherin College had done, Professor Flitwick was not at all surprised even though he was awarded a first-class medal in this awards ceremony.

Professor Flitwick was extremely excited when he saw his two favorite students, and words of praise poured out of his mouth without reservation.

The continuous compliments almost made Mr. and Mrs. Granger laugh out loud. The expressions of the three of them were as if they were cast from the same mold, with their mouths raised high and their eyes curved into crescent shapes.

Even though Snape didn't like socializing very much, in such an occasion, he had to suppress the discomfort in his heart and engage in a business exchanging of ideas with Professor Flitwick.

While the adults were praising each other, Noah curiously looked at the so-called Merlin Memorial Hall, which he had never seen in the original story.

The lobby of Merlin Memorial Hall looks like another replica of the main hall of the Ministry of Magic.

The only difference is that the floor is not a dark wooden floor, but a light-colored marble floor.

The main hall with marble floor looks majestic and grand, revealing a strong early medieval style.

In the center of the hall stood a wizard statue made entirely of pure gold, holding a huge staff more than one meter tall. The top of the staff was inlaid with a huge crystal that sparkled brightly under the light.

The surrounding walls are decorated with exquisite reliefs carved from a single piece of rock, telling the story of Merlin, the legendary wizard from the time of King Arthur.

From the birth of Merlin, to his mastery of supernatural powers as the offspring of Cambion and a mortal woman, to his guidance as King Arthur's best friend and mentor to King Arthur's acquisition of the Sword of Kings and his rule over Britain...

Although all the items in the Merlin Memorial Hall are more or less related to Merlin.

But no matter how he looked at it, Noah felt that this place was more like the Flash Museum in Central City than the Merlin Memorial Hall.

The statue is also made of pure gold, and the entire exhibition hall is filled with many items related to the exhibitor.

The battle robe worn by the Flash, the wizard robe worn by old Merlin...

The weapons used by the super villains defeated by the Flash, and the spoils obtained by Merlin after defeating those famous guys in the history of magic...

This is not inconsistent at all.

Even as everyone was greeting each other, the sound of door keys being transmitted could be heard continuously around them.

Seeing that more and more people were gathering around, Professor Flitwick stopped their conversation with a hint of reluctance.

"I think we should prepare to enter."