Douluo: Huo Yuhao of the clone style

Chapter 279, Trivia

After leaving the headmaster's office, Harry went to see Snape first.

At this time, he didn't know that Blake had escaped from prison, but he had already prepared Peter Pettigrew.

——Except that he is a little stupid, there is nothing wrong with him.

When Harry brought Fudge and others to the door, Snape sent them out directly.

This made the Minister look like he had suffered a huge loss.

However, under the gaze of Harry's emerald eyes, he couldn't say anything about not giving Galleons or giving a discount.

Pay the money honestly and get the job.

Afterwards, after receiving the money, Harry happily took photos with Fudge.

This photo will be on the cover of tomorrow's Daily Prophet, showing Harry's support for Fudge.

After taking the photo, the people from the Ministry of Magic left quickly.

They have a lot to do tonight.

Harry went back to bed in a happy mood with his harvest.

……

Fudge was very careful about keeping his position.

So on the next day, the Daily Prophet delivered a shocking secret to the entire wizarding world.

"The leaker is someone else - will the savior reveal the truth that has been buried for ten years?"

Harry was reading the newspaper Pansy brought him.

This was the headline on the front page of the newspaper, along with a picture of Harry and Fudge.

The following article writes about Peter Pettigrew's deeds, and emphasizes that this man was captured by Harley herself.

It was then said that the wronged Sirius had been taken out of Azkaban by Minister Fudge himself.

When his health improves in the future, the Ministry of Magic will hold a re-examination of the incident and compensate Black for his wrongful imprisonment of ten years.

At the end of the article, Minister Fudge declared:

"Innocent people are imprisoned while criminals can go unpunished. This is the biggest stain on the Ministry of Magic's history.

This seriously affects the impartiality of the Ministry of Magic. We cannot turn a blind eye to it and must take it seriously. "

After Fudge's words, the Daily Prophet added another sentence.

Barty Crouch, Director of the Department of International Magical Exchange and Cooperation, may face an investigation.

"Not too bad."

Harry folded the paper and handed it back.

"Miss Potter, is what it says true?"

Pansy asked as she took the paper.

"What do you say?"

Harley asked back.

"Well, I heard some other things from my family..."

Pansy swallowed and said hesitantly.

She wondered if she should report this to Harry.

"Pansy, what matters is not what the truth is, but what people believe to be the truth."

Harley said to her with a smile.

"And the Minister and I both believe this is the truth, do you understand me?"

Anyway, she took the money.

Harley fully implements her professional ethics.

"I understand."

When things got to this point, even Malfoy next to him reacted, not to mention Pansy.

"By the way, Pansy, if I want to start an organization like a club, are there any procedures required?"

Harry asked casually.

She hadn't had this idea originally.

No matter how powerful the Slytherin snakes were, she would just maintain an attitude of not rejecting them.

But after seeing Fudge's performance, Harry felt that he should change his plan.

Otherwise, if anything happens, can we still rely on those bugs in the Ministry of Magic?
Harry's words excited the little snakes around him.

The experience of their parents tells them that this is the best opportunity.

"If you just want to gather students for a party, there is no need for any formalities."

Pansy's expression was no different from everyone else's.

"But it's better to apply to the dean, so that we can get a fixed venue for activities."

After all, the dean of their college is the most biased towards his own people.

"Really? Then you can apply for it later."

Harley knew of a Room of Requirement that could be used.

But she also has to search for Voldemort's Horcruxes in it, as well as sort out countless secret collections left behind by previous generations of seniors.

Don't use it to take up time for gatherings.

"Well, I want to ask what is your club's admission criteria?"

Pansy asked cautiously.

Obviously, the subtext of this sentence is that she wants to join, but she doesn't know if Harley is willing to accept it.

Not only Pansy, but everyone else also looked at Harry with longing.

"My income standards..."

Harley rested her chin on one hand.

"I don't care about the school's pedigree or anything like that. I only have one criterion for recruiting people, and that is if they are useful to me."

Time travelers don’t have so many weird standards; their main focus is practicality.

Be it family background or personal ability, even if it is just providing emotional value for having fun.

In short, as long as it is useful, take it.

"So if Granger wants to join, you will too?"

Malfoy on the side couldn't help but ask.

Even though it's only been three days, Hermione's level of knowledge is already well-known throughout the school.

——Also famous is the title of know-it-all (derogatory).

She and Harley are known as the two top scorers in the first grade, one literary and one martial.

However, because Gryffindor has been deducting points, Slytherin's house points are now far ahead.

Harry didn't answer directly, but stood up and left the Slytherin table and walked straight to the Gryffindor table.

At this moment, Hermione was checking her things on the long table.

Except for Neville, there was no other classmate of the same grade sitting next to her.

Most of the first-grade students don't like Miss Beaver, who is so superior and always bosses them around.

Of course, Harley is an exception as a time traveler.

Because she knew that Miss Beaver's pride was just her protective color, and she just needed to peel off the shell.

Moreover, although this Hermione is not as pretty as the one played by Emma, ​​her seriousness is a plus for Harry.

After all, who doesn’t like an employee who is down-to-earth, serious and creative?

"No, I was led astray by those people in the group."

Harry shook these distracting thoughts out of his mind.

She persuaded Hermione to join the organization purely because of Hermione as a person, not as a labor force to be exploited in the future.

Harry convinced herself inwardly as she walked over to sit next to Hermione.

"There's someone here."

Hermione said without looking up.

He looked like he didn't want to pay any attention to Harry.

But Harry would not be confused by Hermione's performance. After all, she could feel Hermione's eyes secretly glancing at her.

'Are you angry with yourself?'

Harry immediately understood the little witch's thoughts.

He lived a carefree life in Slytherin, while she suffered in Gryffindor.

"We were having such a great time chatting on the train, but he didn't even come to visit me or comfort me when we went to school. Humph, what a scumbag."

That’s probably what it feels like, right?
Such a small drama emerged in Harry's mind.

To be honest, it wasn't that she didn't want to play with Hermione.

The main reason was that the classes of their two colleges were not taken together these days, and she was also busy with her own research.

So Harry had to give Hermione the cold shoulder.

But if she explained it this way, Hermione probably wouldn't listen. She had to think of other ways.

"I just wanted to talk to you."

Harry said this in a manner of pretending to be wronged.

"I don't have time right now. I need to pack my things for class."

Miss Beaver's heart trembled for a moment, but she still spoke stubbornly.

But she regretted it the moment she said it.

"Hermione, haven't you packed everything?"

Neville, who was eating nearby, looked confused.

Although it is indeed hard to accept that Harry went to Slytherin, it doesn't mean that we can't say a word, right?

Then Neville received Hermione's cold gaze.

So he immediately lowered his head and fought with his breakfast with all his strength.

"It's okay Neville."

Harry's words had a hint of green tea.

She turned to look at Hermione, as if she was looking at some ungrateful person.

"I originally wanted to invite you to join the club I founded, but now I think I was being too sentimental."

Having said that, Harley was about to cover her face and leave.

The little witch had never seen such a trick before, and she subconsciously grabbed Harry's clothes.

And it's amazing that Harley, who is strong enough to hold a tripod, was caught by her.

"sorry."

Hermione said subconsciously.

"No, you're not wrong, it's all my fault."

Harley's eyes are full of acting.

"No, it's my fault. I shouldn't have lost my temper with you."

Hermione apologized to Harry again.

She also saw the newspaper. I guess Harry must have been very busy these days?

And I actually lost my temper with her...

"No, it's my fault. I shouldn't have thought our relationship was so good without permission."

Harley's expression darkened, as if she was hurt by the unfaithful man.

"After all, we were just casual chats on the train."

As she said this she was about to leave again, but of course she didn't leave.

Since Hermione was tugging at her robes, Harry was only putting on this act to gain Hermione's sympathy.

So, under the multiple attacks of the scheming second female lead in the romance drama, Hermione's brain was successfully overloaded.

For some unknown reason, I sat at the Slytherin table and had dinner with Harry.

"Harry, were you lying to me again?!"

When breakfast was almost finished, Hermione finally reacted.

How could this person, who is now talking and laughing with me, show that expression he had before?
"You just realized it now? It's too late. You're already mine."

Harley imitated the villain in the movie and laughed strangely.

"you……"

Hermione looked at Harry and didn't know how to respond to this person for a moment. She could only focus on her breakfast angrily.

Harry had to talk himself into submission before he finally got Hermione's forgiveness.

Of course, Hermione forgave Harry not just because of these nice words, but more importantly, she was really moved by Harry's invitation.

After all, among the freshmen of the same grade, only Harry and Neville would not despise her and were willing to be friends with her.

After learning that she was the first person Harry invited, Hermione left humming a little tune.

"So, if you want to join, you have to think it through."

After Hermione left, Harry turned to look at the little snakes.

Influenced by their parents, most of these people were deeply trapped in the pure-blood mentality and were unwilling to accept a little wizard like Hermione who came from a completely ordinary family.

It's their business if they don't want to accept it, but Harley won't go along with them.

If Harry really had to choose between Hermione and them, she would only choose Hermione.

They are capable and have fan filters, so why would Harry give up Hermione and choose these people?

"I'd like to join."

When many people hesitated, Daphne spoke decisively.

She knew very well that no matter what Harry's attitude towards pure-bloods was, there was only one word to curry favor with her: quick.

If it's too late, why would people look at you?
"Me too."

Pansy glared at this half-follower of hers.

I didn't expect that I just hesitated for a moment and she got there first.

I usually underestimate her.

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you to take care of the registration."

In order to show her approval of the two people's surrender, Harry decisively assigned them a task.

"Register those who are interested in joining. I will take the time to assess them later. You and Granger don't need to do that."

Then Harley ignored the surging crowd and ran away to go to class.

Pansy and Daphne glared at each other with some hostility, and then cooperated to greet the Slytherin students.

Although they were reluctant, they didn't want to mess up the first thing.

On the other side, Harley was still blocked.

But it wasn't someone from Slytherin, but Ron.

"Peter Pettigrew hid among a wizarding family by transforming himself into a mouse, biding his time..."

Ron held up the Daily Prophet that Harry had just read, and his face looked a little broken.

"So, the mouse mentioned here is Scabbers, right?"

"Would it make you feel better if I said no?"

Harry asked hesitantly.

"I actually let him sleep in my bed."

Ron didn't answer, but kept repeating this sentence.

"The animal that an Animagus transforms into is just an ordinary animal except that it has certain thinking abilities."

Harry comforted Ron.

"So when you hold it to sleep, it's just a mouse."

“But he is essentially a human being.”

Ron looked like he wanted to cry but couldn't.

"It looks like a rat, its body structure is that of a rat, its lifestyle is that of a rat, so it is a rat."

Harry argued.

The young wizard, who had never seen the world, was so shocked by Harry's words that even the look of grievance on his face faded a bit.

"Or you can just pretend that you are an undercover agent and have to sleep in the same bed with the criminals."

Harry continued to fool Ron.

“But I know I’m not.”

Although he said this, his expression was obviously much better.

"By the way, Harley, I have to give this back to you."

Ron took out the ten gold Galleons that Harry had given him on the train that day.

"I can't have..."

"No, you deserve it."

Harley said righteously.

"Think about the time you and Peter Pettigrew shared a bed together. Isn't it worth a little compensation?"

In order to prevent Ron from returning the money, she turned the incident over again.

Ron was dumbfounded.

Just give me advice if you want, but why do you have to poke someone in the face?
I have also ordered this galleon today.

As his rebellious mentality came over him, Ron was filled with determination.

However, Ron is still a little bit behind Harley, the despicable time traveler, in terms of his mouth.

I was fooled in just a few rounds.

He happily put the Galleon away and prepared to go back to buy a wand during the holiday.

(End of this chapter)