Hogwarts: Breaking off the engagement at the beginning and marrying Hermione instead

"Okay, now everyone has left. Tell me about it."

"When I was in school, I was studying the changes in the properties of the Luminescent Spell.……"

"You said this spell is a variation of the Luminescent Charm?"

Mr. Foley looked unconvinced.

What is the Luminescent Charm? It is the first spell that any first-grade wizard learns in the Charms class. It is weak and easy to learn.

Basically everyone knows it.

And the explosion in the laboratory was caused by such a spell?

"Yes. When I was in school, I thought that since the Luminescent Charm also has light and heat, what would happen if I added a force to make it unstable?

Would it release a huge force?

Then is it feasible to use this force as a means of attack?"

"You succeeded just like that?"

Looking at Mr. Fly who interrupted him again, Braun had no choice but to explain again:

"It didn't work. I tried it many times but it ended in failure.

The principle of the hand warmer bottle that Fred George and I made is actually the application of the Luminescent Charm.

It's just another way of thinking.

I originally thought that my idea was wrong and the property change of the Luminescent Charm could not be completed, so I was about to give up.

However, after returning home, I hesitated again and again, and tried again, and it failed again as expected.

Then I gave up and started to make potions.

But when I was making the potion, I suddenly had an idea and found that my idea was not wrong, but I lacked a kind of energy to neutralize it.

Just like a potion, two opposing materials can also be fused together to form a potion after adding a neutralizing material.

So can this spell be used?

……

Just like that, I succeeded for the first time.

But the magic power was too much.

So I couldn't control it, and then the spell exploded."

Brown licked his dry lips after he finished speaking.

He sighed at his shocked parents.

He concealed the fact of his clone and made up a reasonable lie.

He didn't want to reveal all his cards now, even if the other party was his parents.

Mr. Foley looked at Braun on the bed with complicated eyes:

"My child, I never thought you were so good.

You are so good that it seems unreal to me... I am afraid that this is just a dream when I wake up.

Although I have said this many times,

I still want to say that you will become a great wizard in the future, Braun.……"

One week later,

Brown woke up early in the morning.

After breakfast, he put on the dress that Mrs. Foley had chosen for him more than a dozen times before deciding on.

""Okay, let's go."

Mr. Foley said in a neat suit.

The two got into the carriage, said goodbye to Mrs. Foley, and disappeared into the air.

"How is your spell preparation going? Braun"

"It's OK. I have created my own spell.

And the stability has become much stronger. Dad, how about I give it to you?……"

Mr. Foley interrupted Braun with a wave of his hand:

"No, we are in mid-air.

If there is any danger, it will not be a joke."

""Okay."

Braun looked a little regretful.

He was discharged from the hospital after waking up that day because he was not seriously injured. He spent the next few days studying the spell.

But for Braun, who had experienced the lives of many wizards, this was not a problem.

He soon figured out the spell.

He would show this spell to others at a party later.

""Dad! A Muggle plane!"

Braun exclaimed.

Through the window, Braun could even see the plane's porthole.

"There's nothing to be surprised about! Our carriage is under a spell that Muggles can't see."

Then he couldn't help complaining:

"In recent years, there are more and more Muggle flying tools. I really don't know what we will do in the future.……"

But Brown didn't pay attention to what Mr. Foley said.

Instead, he stared at a little girl in the plane.

The little girl with brown hair had obviously noticed him.

"Hermione……"

Brown said with his mouth.

The other party waved his hands excitedly.

Obviously, he didn't expect to see him in the air.

And on a carriage.

The two of them chatted while gesturing with their hands.

But soon Brown pointed down and waved at Hermione, and disappeared.

And Hermione also waved her hands.

Mr. Granger, who was sitting next to her at this moment, finally couldn't help it:

"What's wrong, honey? What did you see?"

"Braun, I just had a chat with Braun"

"Brown?"

Mr. Granger looked out of the hanging window.

But he saw nothing but white clouds.

"Don't look at it, the Brown family's carriage has already left."

"Honey, are you kidding me? This is thousands of meters high...……"

"Daddy...Magic……"(To read the most exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Mr. Granger shut up.

Yes, there is magic in this world.

Since ordinary people like them can fly in the sky by plane, it is reasonable for wizards to take a flying carriage as a means of transportation.

Mr. Granger thought so.[]

Just looking at my daughter beside me, I always feel that the distance between me and her is getting farther and farther.

……

The carriage gradually landed outside a manor.

Compared with the manor of the Fry family, it was not inferior in the slightest.

"Barnabas, long time no see!"

As soon as he got off the carriage, Mr. Foley greeted a middle-aged man with a bald head and glasses warmly.

"Yes, Albert! The last time we met was when you held a press conference!"

The man said enthusiastically

"Everyone is too busy!"

"Yes, sitting in the office every day reading manuscripts.

Newcomers nowadays are getting worse and worse!

They don’t have the journalistic spirit at all!"

"Haha!

I am a little surprised that you, the editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet, would complain about these things!

By the way, have you met my son Braun Foley?"

The man looked at Braun carefully through his eyes:

"Yes, the genius of the Fry family. You brought him here this time to���Join the Dean's Club"

"Of course!"

Mr. Foley said without disguising:

"I think my son is very qualified."

Although Barnabas was very dissatisfied with Mr. Foley's arrogance, he did not refute it.

He knew his dean's thoughts too well. He wanted to be associated with all the famous people.

And people like Braun, who have a family background, pure blood and genius, are undoubtedly the most popular with him.

"Well, let's go in quickly.

Otherwise, if too many people come later, we won't have time to chat with the dean."

Mr. Foley sighed:

"Yes, it's time to reminisce. The dean has been retired for ten years. Time flies."

As he spoke, he took Braun inside.

The layout here is undoubtedly different from Braun's home.

It doesn't feel so close to nature.

Instead, it seems a bit old-fashioned. The monuments everywhere record the history of this family.

"Cullis Slughorn (born and died in xxx) was Deputy Minister for Magic……"

"Dolomus Laghorn (born and died xxx) was the former Head of the Department of International Magical Cooperation at the Ministry of Magic.……"

"……"

All the statues were once officials of the Ministry of Magic.

Perhaps this explains why the family's decoration seems so old-fashioned.

Noticing his son's gaze, Mr. Foley explained:

"The Slughorn family has been in politics for generations and is also a member of the 28 Holy Blood families.

This time I am going to take you to meet my former potions teacher and the head of Slytherin.

He is a very powerful potion master and transfiguration master."

"Hahaha, I'm not even a master yet! Albert, you really praise me too much!"

A gray-haired, well-dressed old man came out with a hearty laugh.

"Dean!"

Mr. Foley and the editor-in-chief greeted respectfully.

The old man waved his hand:

"I have been retired for many years. I am no longer the dean." He couldn't help but say it with some regret.

For him, collecting talents and interacting with famous people is his greatest interest.

But he can no longer go to the school to discover those talents because of retirement, which makes him feel heartbroken.

Especially when the members of his club are getting older and older but there is no fresh blood to replenish them.

But he didn't regret it for long before his eyes lit up:

"Who is this child?"

"My son, teacher." Mr. Foley replied.

Slughorn's eyes became more and more fiery:

"Braun Foley!

The genius of the Foley family! Oh my God! Come over here, kid, so I can take a good look at you."

Brawn hesitated for a moment but still walked over.

Slughorn took his hand affectionately:

"Oh, boy, you are as brilliant as your grandfather.

I remember how good our relationship was.……"

He talked a lot, making Braun a little dizzy.

Why did it feel like everyone knew his grandfather wherever he went?

"Oh! Look at me, I let you stand outside in the hot sun! Come in, come in!

Kara, go serve tea to these guests!"