Lu Mingfei: Hogwarts repeater

Chapter 111 Investigator of the International Organization for the Protection of Minors’ Human Rights—Lu Mingfei
After leaving the principal's office, Lu Mingfei was not in a hurry to set off.

It is now the summer vacation at Hogwarts, July 1991, 7.

This means that Harry Potter still needs to stay at his Aunt Petunia's house for at least more than a month before he officially starts school at Hogwarts.

If the whole matter is not handled properly, this savior may not have a good time in the next month.

Therefore, preparations must be made. Even if they couldn't successfully ease the relationship between Harry and his aunt's family, they still had to find a way to stop them from abusing Harry anymore.

Wait, abuse?
Lu Mingfei looked at the letter in his hand, his eyes lingering on the line [storage room under the stairs], his eyes lit up, and he suddenly had an idea.

But he still didn't set out. Instead, he came to Professor Snape's office underground in Hogwarts Castle, raised his hand, and knocked on the door.

"Professor Snape, are you there? Open the door quickly, I know you are there!"

The lock bolt clicked, and the door to Professor Snape's office opened automatically, revealing the interior of the office, which was even darker than the underground corridor.

Lu Mingfei walked in without hesitation, holding up a "lighting spell" that could illuminate the entire office brightly.

"You'd better be on to something."

Knockturn Alley is adjacent to Diagon Alley, a mixture of dragons and snakes. This alley is full of black magic shops, and most of the wizards who hang out here are those who like to cause trouble.

"I'm going to Diagon Alley by the way. Professor Snape should have some extra potions here. I'll sell them. I'll see if there are any rare potion ingredients and buy some back."

There is no doubt that the British wizarding government, the Ministry of Magic, is well aware of the existence of this place. However, Knockturn Alley still exists to this day... Lu Mingfei definitely doesn't believe that there are no pure-blood family interests behind it.

Lu Mingfei has been displeased with this hair for a long time. However, after he tried to stuff Professor Snape's shampoo several times, all he got was a cold expression from Professor Snape, ignoring him...

Lu Mingfei scratched his head, feeling that Professor Snape's attitude seemed to be particularly bad this time when shampoo was mentioned.

It would be a waste to wait for those potions to expire, but with Professor Snape's level of potions master, every bottle of potions can be sold at a high price.

"I received a mission from Professor Dumbledore to leave Hogwarts."

Lu Mingfei decisively gave the French military salute under Professor Snape's glance, but still looked playful and smiling.

"I was wrong! I didn't mention the shampoo."

"That's the legendary Boy-Who-Lived, Harry Potter.

Snape paused: "Get out."

But, in fact, the place where these potions are sold is not Diagon Alley, but Knockturn Alley.

"What mission?" Professor Snape frowned.

Lu Mingfei has done this kind of work several times.

Lu Mingfei walked to the crucible where the potion was being boiled and sniffed.

His hair was still shiny and stuck to the sides like door curtains. Professor Snape, who was wearing black robes, said without raising his head.

It's as if the accumulated hair oil is more precious than the elixir.

"It depends on what your definition of business is, Professor Snape. In my opinion, just coming back and chatting with you is considered business...well, it is really business."

Professor Snape, you must know that the shampoo I gave you is from the Potter family. It is a bit expensive, but the effect is really good, but it is a pity that you are not willing to use it..."

"Go do some prep work for Harry Potter."

A bottle of good potion made by a potion master sells for ten gold galleons in Diagon Alley through formal channels. If you get it to Knockturn Alley, the price will more than double in an instant.

After all, the better the product, the harder it is to buy on the black market.

As Professor Snape, it was naturally difficult for him to go to Knockturn Alley to sell potions in person, but as Lu Mingfei, it was very easy.

As for safety issues, there is no need to worry.

Because even Professor Snape can't beat Lu Mingfei now...

Lu Mingfei's reaction speed and strength are far beyond those of ordinary people. Even if an ordinary wizard uses a super-sense spell and drinks an enhancer to increase his strength, it is far behind.

Under such circumstances, as long as Lu Mingfei was not in a particularly relaxed state, it would be basically wishful thinking to use magic spells to sneak attack him.

Not to mention, after taking the Dragon Blood No. 3 potion developed by Professor Snape, Lu Mingfei was able to autonomously control the appearance of dragon scales on any part of his body.

Each piece of dragon scale represents an excellent magical defense item. Lu Mingfei once conducted a test with Professor Dumbledore. After most magic spells hit the dragon scale, the effect will be weakened to the point where it has almost no effect!
That kind of weakening is even more outrageous than the orthodox fire dragon in the world of Hogwarts. In other words, Lu Mingfei himself is a humanoid fire dragon, and he can still use enhanced versions of thunderbolt explosions and lighting spells!
Professor Snape did not speak anymore, but directly put some potions in a black leather briefcase and handed it to Lu Mingfei.

The briefcase has been cast a traceless expansion spell. The effect is to seamlessly stretch the original space inside the briefcase to far beyond the size of a normal briefcase. The smaller ones can be several times larger, and the larger ones can be as big as a house or even a small building. town.

Some are similar to the space rings in novels, which can store a lot of magic potions.

In fact, advanced spells such as the Invisible Stretch Curse are controlled by the Ministry of Magic. The Ministry of Magic has strict regulations on this spell: the Invisible Stretch Curse cannot be used for private purposes, but can only be used for those approved by the relevant Ministry of Magic Department. , the production of individual items.

But just like when Lu Mingfei first came to Hogwarts, he was led by Professor Snape to use a private door key that violated the regulations... It is true that the Ministry of Magic has relevant regulations, but compliance is another matter. Something happened.

As long as it is not discovered, there is no violation.

Even if he was discovered, it would only be a matter of a word from Professor Dumbledore at most.

……

Harry was wandering outside.

For an ordinary child who is about to celebrate his 11th birthday soon, staying in the house and watching TV is probably the most anticipated thing.

However, Harry wanted to stay out as long as possible.

Harry also likes watching TV, but Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon's house is not a good place to watch TV because it is summer vacation time.

His aunt's son, Dudley, and his friends, Pierre, Danny, Morken, and Gordon, would come to the house to play every day, and they were all keen on playing a game - chasing Harry.

Harry didn't have a hobby of becoming a sandbag, so he would rather stay away...look at the passing license plates, touch the leaves on the roadside, or stare at the spiders spinning webs under the window eaves.

He was used to spiders because they were infested in the storage room under the stairs where he slept.

But it was getting late, and Harry could only walk towards Aunt Petunia's house with his head lowered. He didn't want to go back if he could, but he had nowhere else to go.

If you come back late, you will definitely be scolded. Harry can almost guess Aunt Petunia's scolding words, which is all too familiar.

And if he were later, missed the time to make dinner, and failed to help Aunt Petunia, he might not even be able to eat dinner.

Just when he walked around a corner and was still ten meters away from Aunt Petunia's house, something terrible happened.

Harry saw Uncle Vernon's car parked in the parking space, and Uncle Vernon, who had gotten out of the car, was looking at him with his face that was so fat that there was no neck, and his eyes were squeezed until there were only two small slits left.

When is it considered too late to go back? Until Uncle Vernon gets home, of course!

Harry walked forward a little frustrated, thinking about how he would be scolded later. He noticed a taxi approaching and finally stopped slowly on the road in front of Aunt Petunia's house.

The rear door of the taxi opened, and a man in a suit and leather shoes stepped out.

Harry had never seen such a good-looking man before. He looked so handsome that he was even more eye-catching than a movie star.

The man was wearing a smart suit and shiny black leather shoes, and was carrying an elegant briefcase. Uncle Vernon next to him was also wearing a suit, but the two were not on the same level at all, and they couldn't even be said to be the same species.

The man first looked at the street sign, his eyes paused on Harry who was walking over, and then he looked at Uncle Vernon aside, with a faint smile on his face.

"Sir, please ask, is this Surrey, Little Whinging, Privet Drive?"

"Yes sir, what can I do for you?"

Uncle Vernon showed something Harry had never seen before, a smile that almost filled his entire face, his tone was gentle and almost flattering, and he even took the initiative to bend down and stretch out his hand.

Harry just thought that the man's suit was very smart and looked different from Uncle Vernon's, but Vernon Dursley was different.

He is the director of the Groning Company, so he naturally has some knowledge and knowledge about clothing.

With just one glance, he recognized that the suits on the man were all custom-made by hand. Judging from the fabric, the price would definitely not be low!
Maybe a suit would be enough to buy the car he drives.

Coupled with that extraordinary face, posture and demeanor... you look like a big shot at first glance!

I just don’t know what such a big shot is going to do when he suddenly comes to them?
"Then this is No. 4 Privet Drive." The man glanced at the house number, stretched out his hand to shake Vernon's hand, and still had the same smile on his face, "You must be Mr. Vernon Dursley, right?"

"Yes, sir, are you..." Vernon Dursley's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that a big client came to his door?
"I am Lu Mingfei, the International Organization for the Protection of Human Rights of Minors, the investigator of the UK branch." Lu Mingfei took out an ID from his lining pocket and his face suddenly became serious.

"We received a report that you were suspected of abusing minors, and now we are here to investigate and collect evidence."

(End of this chapter)