The Admiral of Hogwarts

Because of some tricks by Richelieu and the others, no one noticed that Hugo had gone out once at night, not even Hermione, who was sleeping on the bed opposite Hugo.

So, early the next morning, after breakfast, the two families took a plane to the Rhône-Alpes region in southeastern France, bordering Switzerland and Italy, where Mr. Pevett had booked a ski resort.

Since Elaine had already told her parents that Hugo and Hermione were wizards yesterday, Mr. Pevett suddenly stepped forward and asked Hugo about some things in the British wizarding world when there was no one around in the waiting hall.

"— Pevett in the British wizarding world?" Hermione thought for a while, then shook her head. "Sorry, we don't seem to have heard of anyone with the surname Pevett at school."

"Wait, I seem to know one." Before Hermione could finish speaking, Hugo suddenly had a flash of inspiration and thought of something. "And we know this person."

"Who is this person?" After hearing Hugo say this, Hermione turned to look at him, with a curious look on her face. Because after filtering through the memories in her mind, she found that she really had no impression of this.

"Mrs. Weasley was a Pevett before she got married." Hugo said to his sister, "The Weasley twins told me this. He said they used to have two uncles, but they died in the last war."

"Is her name Molly?" Hearing Hugo and his sister's conversation, Mr. Pevett suddenly became excited and asked.

"That's right, Mrs. Weasley's name is indeed Molly." Hugo nodded, then looked at him. "Wait, your surname is also Pevett, could it be that you—"

"Yes, I am a descendant of the Pevett family in the British wizarding world." Mr. Pevett shrugged with a smile. "Unfortunately, I don't have any talent for casting spells, so I was sent to the Muggle world to live with Muggles since I was a child."

Obviously, this Mr. Pevett should be a Squib like Filch. However, unlike Filch, he was sent to the Muggle world since he was a child. So he doesn't have too much obsession with the magical world.

Because the genetic inheritance of magic is dominant and actively active, Squibs are rare in the magical world. If they choose to live in the wizarding world, most of them, as a disadvantaged group, will lead a mediocre and impoverished life.

However, in some Muggle-born wizards or certain pure-blood wizard families, they will determine whether the child is a wizard when the child is very young, and then send those Squibs to the Muggle world from an early age, allowing them to grow up like Muggles.

The Pevett family obviously adopted this method, and because of this difference in thinking, Mr. Pevett's quality of life and inner feelings are much better than Filch or Mrs. Figg.

Mr. Pevett knows very little about the wizarding world. Because he hasn't had much contact with the wizarding world since he entered the Muggle world at the age of six or seven.

So, to him, he actually doesn't have a close relationship with his relatives. And the reason why he asked Hugo about this today was just out of a subconscious concern for distant relatives.

Because the waiting time was a bit boring, Hugo told Mr. Pevett about what he knew about the Pevett family in England.

Speaking of which, the Pevett family can be considered a family of loyal martyrs. Mrs. Weasley's two brothers were both members of the Order of the Phoenix and died in the last wizarding war, not to mention Mrs. Weasley.

"Although we don't know what your wizarding war is all about, I think my distant brothers are true heroes." After listening to Hugo's introduction, Mr. Pevett was silent for a while, and then said.

Soon, the waiting time passed, and they arrived at the town at the foot of the Alps by high-speed rail, but after they checked into the hotel, they heard a notice that the ski resort was temporarily closed due to an avalanche.

"Avalanches shouldn't be common this season." Hearing the waiter say this, Hugo frowned, showing a thoughtful expression. After all, avalanches usually occur in the spring when the snowpack is unstable, not now.

More importantly, these ski resorts with a long history have all been carefully considered before selecting a site, and basically will not choose places where avalanches or similar geological disasters are likely to occur as the site of the ski resort.

"The situation is a bit abnormal." Elaine walked over at this time and whispered behind Hugo and Hermione. "I just saw one of my seniors on the road. He now works in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement of the Ministry of Magic—"

As wizards, Hugo and the others naturally know that many seemingly normal things in the eyes of ordinary people in this world are actually related to magic. And the appearance of personnel from the French Ministry of Magic here also shows some kind of possibility from the side.

Of course, correspondingly, the wizarding institutions of various countries will also try to control the occurrence of some situations to avoid some irreparable mistakes.

Therefore, as long as the appearance of the French Ministry of Magic staff here is linked to the suddenly closed ski resort, Hugo and the others quickly guessed that the problem with the ski resort was likely related to the magical world.

After everyone put down their luggage, Elaine quickly went out to check the situation alone. More than forty minutes later, she brought back some bad news.

"Bad news, I just chatted with that senior. As a result, he told me that a group of giants have recently appeared nearby, and even destroyed a building at the ski resort yesterday, so they can only use the avalanche as an excuse to temporarily prevent Muggles from entering the ski resort."

"Giants?" Hermione asked a little puzzled. "I remember that the giants in the Alps should all be semi-wild giants, and the Ministries of Magic of the surrounding countries can control their actions!"

"The Ministry of Magic does say so, but because this place belongs to the border between France, Italy, and Sweden, there will always be various loopholes in management." Speaking of this topic, Elaine seemed a little angry.

"This time, this group of giants entered our French territory from Switzerland, but the senior told me that after they contacted the Swiss Ministry of Magic, the other party actually said that it is the Christmas holiday now, and they don't have enough staff on duty, so they have to wait until the holiday is over before they can move out."

"Okay, that does sound very Swiss." Hugo shook his head helplessly. After all, the air force of this country will not take off after get off work, so it is very reasonable for their Ministry of Magic to slack off during the holidays.

Of course, not being able to go to the ski resort does not mean that everyone has nothing to do. This town called Chamonix is one of the most beautiful towns at the foot of the Alps, with various tourist attractions and entertainment service facilities.

However, when the two families returned to their rooms after having fun in the town for a day to prepare dinner, Hugo unexpectedly found an owl flapping its wings and flying to the balcony railing and standing there.

Seeing this, he walked onto the balcony and saw the owl raising a paw towards him, and at this time he realized that a small cloth bag was hanging on the owl's paw.

"Is this mine?" After seeing the owl stretch out a paw to him, Hugo first asked subconsciously, and then stepped forward to take the cloth bag from the owl's paw.