Hogwarts: This Wizard Is Not Scientific

I want to win the prize next year too!

Andy swore in his heart.

……

Azkaban.

This is a black castle built on an isolated island.

The waves were rolling in all directions, the wind was howling, and dozens of Dementors were wandering around the castle. Even in summer, there was still a chill in the air that went straight to the soul.

Azkaban was seldom visited.

But today is an exception.

"Long time no see, Fudge." As the only person who has not lost his mind under the guard of the Dementors, Sirius Black did not want to give up any opportunity to speak to a living person.

If he didn't speak up, Sirius felt like he might go crazy.

Of course, living people are reluctant to pay attention to him.

Fudge stopped, feeling quite shocked and deeply disturbed - this Voldemort supporter who betrayed and killed his friends could still remain sane in a place like Azkaban.

Fudge glanced at Sirius. He wanted to hear what Sirius would say... Sophistry? Provocation? He was ready for it.

Sirius studied him for a moment and pointed at the newspaper in his hand. "The Daily Prophet? Have you finished reading it?"

Fudge was stunned for a moment, then twirled the Daily Prophet in his hand.

"If you've finished reading, please."

Sirius held out his hand. "I'd love to do that crossword puzzle up there. It's so boring here, you know."

Fudge frowned and handed the newspaper over. "You deserve it."

Sirius seemed to pause in the darkness, but then he nodded as a matter of course and took the newspaper.

"Yes, you are right!"

Sirius echoed, then looked down at the newspaper and ignored Fudge.

Fudge had no intention of staying any longer and quickly turned around and left.

Sirius was flipping through the newspaper, he was very excited, holding the newspaper tightly with both hands - he had been isolated from the world for too long and knew very little about the outside world, and every time he read a piece of paper it was like a thirsty man in the desert finding a source of water.

Sirius slowly turned the newspaper to the front page, reading word by word and punctuation mark by punctuation mark.

—Ministry of Magic employee wins huge prize!

"Arthur Weasley, Head of the Ministry of Magic's Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office, has won the annual Daily Prophet Award..." Sirius recited to himself.

He read very slowly, and after finishing, he looked at the activity photos next to him.

His eyes were locked.

Sirius looked at the mouse on Ron's shoulder for a long time. It was a very familiar mouse, with a toe missing from its front paw.

He pressed his face against the newspaper and checked the appearance of the mouse again and again.

After a long moment, Sirius came back to his senses.

He tore off the newspaper and stuffed it into his robe.

A fire ignited in his deep eyes, and he suddenly realized that he couldn't stay in Azkaban like this. This idea ran rampant in his mind and couldn't be shaken off.

……

The seventh day of summer vacation.

Early in the morning, Andy packed all the equipment needed for the adventure - a few cute little white mice.

Their purpose is to test some magic traps.

Andy cast a space-extension spell on the pocket of his clothes and put the little white mouse in it.

After breakfast, Andy made an excuse to go out, then Apparated to Hermione's house.

"Hi! Hermione."

Andy greeted her, then looked at Hermione strangely, "You're... uh, aren't you hot?"

Hermione was wearing a mountaineering suit, carrying a brown backpack on her back, a few unknown tools on her waist, and a dagger tied to her calf.

"Andy, we overlooked one thing."

Hermione said somewhat dejectedly, "After the holidays, I can't use magic."

Andy laughed and said, "Who said that?"

"Huh?" Hermione was stunned.

Andy explained with a smile: "Remember the Christmas holiday? I asked my dad to go to the Ministry of Magic to say hello for you."

"It's not a big deal for young wizards to use magic outside of school. What the Ministry of Magic is worried about is that young wizards are mentally immature and perform magic in front of Muggles, which will eventually expose the wizarding world."

Chapter 350: Gaunt Family Mansion

"Is it really okay?" Hermione confirmed again.

Hermione has always been very courageous when it comes to taking risks and upholding justice. She is determined and fearless, and she will move forward bravely even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead.

But once it comes to breaking the law... the little witch will hesitate.

"No problem at all!"

Andy said confidently, "I've asked my dad to say hello, so there will be no problem today. Besides, even if someone really causes trouble, we can still settle it with gold galleons."

Andy Rich Collins is fearless!

Hermione looked complicated when she heard this.

It was indeed a happy thing that she could use magic outside of school, but Andy's words made Hermione feel deeply worried.

The Ministry of Magic... has it become so corrupt?

"Use money to settle it?" Hermione asked tentatively in an uncertain tone.

As soon as Andy heard the tone of Hermione's voice, he knew what she was worried about.

only……

Is it really okay for you, a little witch in the second year, soon to be in the third year, to care about the political situation in the Ministry of Magic?

For the first time, Andy understood what it meant when the emperor is not anxious, but the eunuch is.

"Uh-huh!" Andy shrugged.

Hermione sighed and asked curiously, "What kind of person is the current Minister of Magic?"

"Fudge..."

Andy thought about it and said, "He can be considered a capable person, after all!"

Hermione: “?”

Andy spread his hands and said, "To be honest, before he became the Minister of Magic, Fudge was really good. He was upright, capable, and had great prestige in the wizarding world."

"If not for this, Fudge would not have so many supporters, and Dumbledore would not have recommended Fudge to be the Minister of Magic."

Hermione was shocked. "Fudge was recommended by Professor Dumbledore?"

"That's right!"

Andy said, "But after becoming the Minister of Magic, Fudge's personality changed a lot. Or maybe this has always been his nature."

"Greed for power, greed for money... Greed makes him stupid."

"Okay!" Hermione was speechless.

In Andy's opinion, Fudge's personality is very similar to Yang Guang's.

Of course, it’s just that their personalities are similar.

When someone is above them, they will try their best to please the superior. They will put on a mask to make themselves the kind of person that the superior admires the most.

But when they stand at the pinnacle of power and go from pleasing others to being pleased by others, their true nature will gradually be exposed.

"you……"

Andy looked Hermione up and down. "You don't need to bring these tools. You only need to bring your wand. Everything else can be solved with magic."

"All right!"

Hermione nodded, "I'll go clean it up then."

After saying that, Hermione hurried back to the bedroom.

Andy sat in the living room and waited for a while. Not long after, he saw Hermione leaning on the railing of the second-floor stairs, half of her body stretched out to look at Andy, waved, and said mysteriously: "Andy, come to my room."

Andy: "???"

Ah this...?

Because it happened so suddenly, Andy could hardly control his expression.

Hermione continued, "I have something I want to tell you."

OK!

Andy went upstairs and followed Hermione into her bedroom, curiously asking, "What's so mysterious?"

"it is this!"

Hermione dug out a small glass bottle from a drawer. "This is an anesthetic used by Muggles. It makes people unconscious. I've tried it and it works on wizards, too."

Andy took the bottle and asked curiously, "Where did you get it?"

"My parents are both dentists," Hermione explained.

Andy thought for a moment and said, "We are just going on an adventure, we probably won't encounter any enemies. Besides, even if we do, magic is more useful than this."

"Um……"

Andy suddenly hesitated for a moment and asked, "By the way, can you give me this bottle of anesthetic?"

Andy suddenly thought that after he subdued the prisoner who escaped from Azkaban, he could use anesthetics on him to temporarily make him unable to move.

"Of course." Hermione said generously.

"Thank you!" Andy happily put away the anesthetic.

Hermione took out a hair tie and tied her hair up, "Alright! I'm ready to go!"

Andy stretched out his arm to signal Hermione, "Put your hand on it!"

When Hermione placed her hand on Andy's arm, Andy immediately performed Apparation.

Snapped!

A second later, Andy and Hermione appeared outside the village of Little Hangleton in northern England.

"Here we are," Andy said.

"vomit--"

Hermione felt a little nauseous and her face turned pale. "The Apparition experience was terrible."

“It’s always like this the first time.”

Andy said helplessly: "And I have already controlled it very steadily...Are you okay? Do you need to rest for a while?"

"No need!" Hermione waved her hand.

Andy sighed and handed a bottle of water to Hermione. "Drink some water and take a rest! We don't know what dangers are waiting for us ahead. You have to keep yourself in good condition. Now is not the time to be brave."

After saying that, Andy waved his wand.

The stone turned into a wooden chair, and several wooden stakes in the distance flew over, then quickly extended and turned into a pavilion more than two meters high.

"Sit down for a while!" said Andy.

"Nice Transfiguration."

Hermione sat down as she was told and said jokingly, "If I were Professor McGonagall, I would definitely give you ten points."

Andy surrendered immediately and said in a complicated tone: "No! You must not become like Professor McGonagall..."