Hogwarts: I am Harry's eldest cousin

If the request is not too excessive, he will agree to it.

"I want a raise. The salary of a Hogwarts professor is too low. It's not enough for daily food and clothing."

"Horace, because of the change of directors, the professors are now paid three times as much as before."

"Three times?!" Slughorn raised his voice by ten decibels, and said with joy on his face: "Albus, you should have told me the news as soon as possible, so that we could save a lot of trouble."

The first thing he said was that Slughorn was guaranteed to run faster.

That was all he said.

That's all you listen to.

"Tell me which kind-hearted school director did this, so I can see if he is my student."

Dumbledore pointed at Dudley who was standing beside him and said, "It's still this Mr. Dursley. Oh, he has another identity, the governor of Hogwarts."

At that moment Dudley actually saw Professor Slughorn's eyes glow.

He had completely figured it out at this moment. Life was like rape. If he couldn't resist, he had to just enjoy it quietly.

There is no wizard in this world who would go against the shiny gold Galleons.

Chapter 453: Soul-Calling Potion

In the Ministry of Magic, people were constantly moving back and forth in the large square, and officials were busy working everywhere.

Almost everyone's face was tense, without a trace of smile, and the tense atmosphere permeated every corner.

Any wizard who has paid even a little attention to recent developments knows that given the current situation in the European wizarding world, war could break out at any time.

In a large playground inside the Ministry of Magic, Fudge was standing on the stage giving a speech.

On his left stood Scrimgeour and Mr. Weasley, on his right stood Professor Lupin and Sirius Black, and behind him stood two wizards who seemed somewhat unfamiliar to the other Aurors, Alice Longbottom and Frank Longbottom.

Below were Aurors and, of course, strikers.

"I suppose some of you have heard the rumors that 'that person' has returned?"

"Even during the previous battle with the Death Eaters, you had some vague guesses."

"I want to tell you. These are all facts. The dark wizard who fought with me in the previous operation was 'that person'. It was also him who caused trouble in the Ministry of Magic. And I regret to tell you that the unrest in Bulgaria and Romania now was caused by him."

As soon as Fudge opened his mouth, the audience went into an uproar.

This was the first time that Fudge acknowledged the news of Voldemort's return in public. Actually, this was not a big deal. Although the news had been publicly announced in the Daily Prophet and the Daily Poisons and Antidotes, no one was a fool, and Scrimgeour had called him the Dark Lord before.

What really shocked everyone was the explosive news that overturned the Ministry of Magic of two countries.

Those are the Ministries of Magic of two different countries. Even if their overall strength is not as good as that of the English Ministry of Magic, it is certainly not weak.

The Aurors had different expressions, some were surprised, some were calm, some were suddenly enlightened, and some were thoughtful, but none of them were afraid.

In fact, the Aurors are not as bad as they are portrayed in the original books. Most of the time they can only serve as a foil, either being knocked out or on the way to being knocked out, and they don't even have as many highlights as the Death Eaters.

They are the strongest force in the Ministry of Magic and the front line in the fight against dark wizards. When each of them became an Auror, they knew the dangers they would face in the future and were ready to sacrifice their lives at any time. However, they still joined this team without hesitation.

In fact, many times it was not the Aurors who lost the battle, but the stupid decisions made by the commanders that led to the failure of the occupation.

It can be said that Aurors never lack courage, what they lack is a leader who can be relied upon, can bear the brunt, can take on the challenge, and can remain steady at critical moments.

A nest of bad generals can bring destruction to the entire army, and one incompetent general can bring death to the entire army. This is exactly what this situation means.

"Be quiet."

Fudge cleared his throat and the crowd quickly quieted down.

Fudge at this moment was no longer as popular among the Aurors as he once was.

His ability was obvious to all, and more than one person had seen it. If the bald wizard in the woods was 'that person', then how powerful must Fudge be to have fought him head-on without losing?

"The facts also prove that although 'that person' is powerful, he is not invincible."

"Don't forget, our Professor Dumbledore drove him away, and he didn't even dare to stay in England."

If 'that person' was truly invincible, why did he run away when facing Dumbledore?

"The wizarding world needs stability, England needs stability, we need to maintain the hard-earned peace, rather than a chaotic society where everyone proclaims 'he's back' and can only live under 'his' shadow."

"The chaos and disorder will give him the opportunity and will only make the Death Eaters' ranks stronger."

"People are too afraid of that man, and even lose their composure when they hear his name. This is all the result of the Ministry of Magic's inaction over the years. Now that I'm here, I will never allow such a thing to happen again."

Fudge spoke seriously, as if what the Ministry of Magic had done over the years had nothing to do with him.

Although it really doesn't matter

"So, I want to tell everyone here. Please remember one thing. We absolutely do not acknowledge that 'that person' has come back. 'That person' has been dead for more than ten years. Not even his ashes are left. The one who leads the Death Eaters now is definitely not 'that person', but a newly emerged dark wizard."

“We can call him.”

"Dark wizard Tom."

So Voldemort had another identity in the mouths of the English Aurors, the leader of the new generation of Death Eaters - the dark wizard Tom.

"In addition, I want to announce one thing. From now on, in order to prevent the Ministry of Magic from being collectively controlled by the Imperius Curse more than ten years ago, all of you, including the Aurors and strikers, will be directly under my jurisdiction."

"Anyone who tries to command you beyond this relationship is undoubtedly under the Imperius Curse."

Fudge continued, "I have asked someone to find the best alchemist in the world to make an instrument for us that can measure whether we have been cursed by the Imperius Curse."

He lied a little here. There was no instrument at all, but a potion.

"I will cast a spell on you in a moment, which will help you to identify me and prevent you from being deceived by polyjuice potion or other methods."

"It also makes it easier for me to confirm your identity."

Just as Dudley said to Dumbledore, it would be outrageous if the same method could succeed twice. Normally, you should start looking for countermeasures after the first encounter.

The Death Eaters are consolidating their strength, and the Aurors also need to consolidate their strength.

He needed to give these Aurors some targeted training, so he took over the direct jurisdiction of the Aurors.

Many people in the Ministry of Magic were waiting to see what Fudge would do, as that was the exclusive right of the Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, however the Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, Amelia Bones, expressed her approval of Fudge's approach.

On the last day of the holiday, Dudley pushed open the door of the Potions classroom with a slightly tired look. Not long after, two Potions professors, one fat and one greasy, with dark circles under their eyes, came out one after the other, holding on to the wall.

Professor Snape (who has returned to Hogwarts) and Professor Slughorn looked so weak that they seemed like they could be knocked down by a gust of wind.

However, when they saw the bottle of dark blue potion in Dudley's hand, both professors puffed out their chests at the same time.

The birth of this potion marked that the Imperius Curse, one of the three unforgivable things, was no longer unmeasurable and could only be lifted by personal will.

The three named it the Soul-Calling Potion.

It means to bring back the soul that has lost its sanity.

Chapter 454 Slughorn's Slug Club

"Albus, thanks to this magical 'revelation potion', it is easy to identify wizards under the control of the Imperius Curse."

On the second day of the official opening of Hogwarts, Grindelwald (from now on I will use his real name) came to Dumbledore's office with excitement. With the help of the soul-calling potion, he found many "traitors" in the Ministry of Magic.

"The Aurors are no problem. Those Death Eaters don't seem willing to waste their time on them."

"The main reason is that many of the staff at other offices have been under the Imperius Curse."

As soon as he got the potion, Grindelwald used it to carry out a major purge in the Ministry of Magic. The result was naturally the discovery of a group of Ministry of Magic officials who had been controlled at some unknown time.

This is the case when most of the Death Eaters have fled to Transylvania. It is conceivable that if the Death Eaters still stayed in England, they might only be able to find officials who were not controlled among those who were controlled.

Of course, it is unknown how many of these people who have not been controlled are Death Eaters and how many are loyal to Voldemort.

However, Fudge was not in a hurry to capture them all and look for the traces of the controllers, but instead kept these people under surveillance.

These are just small fish. Grindelwald does not intend to act easily before catching the real big fish.

Dudley, the inventor of this magical potion, was sitting in a room with many little wizards.

Outside the door to this room hangs a sign that reads 'Slug Club'.

Yes, Slughorn invited many young wizards here who he thought were excellent or had excellent talents in their families.

It was called a dinner party, but in fact he was getting to know each little wizard clearly through conversation. This kind of banquet was not just this one, he would invite (expel) qualified (unqualified) little wizards every once in a while.

Slughorn had actually wanted to hold this party on the first day of school, but he had spent so much time making potions with Dudley and the others in the previous few days that he almost fell asleep the entire day and almost missed the classic sorting ceremony.

Dudley, Harry, Neville, and Draco were all on the invitation list, as well as several students of the same age from other colleges with good family backgrounds.

"Oh, let me take a good look at who this is? The Boy-Who-Lived, the Savior of the Wizarding World - Mr. Harry Potter. It's a pleasure to meet you before your first class with you."

Slughorn said in a very exaggerated tone when he saw Harry for the first time. He received Harry warmly and showed great interest in Harry.

"Me too, Professor Slughorn." Harry was a little uncomfortable with the other party's enthusiasm.

Nothing to do is to commit crimes or to steal.

Harry kept in mind what Dudley had told him.

In fact, Slughorn was also secretly surprised at the tall stature of Harry and his friends. Why were all the outstanding young wizards at Hogwarts so burly? Or was this some new trend that he didn't know about?

"I hope to see your active performance in Potions class tomorrow." Slughorn looked at Harry and said with deep meaning.

Slughorn still remembered what Dumbledore had told him before, that all the fifth graders (now sixth graders) were elites, so he was going to verify it tomorrow.

Currently, Slughorn has replaced Snape as the professor of Potions, while Snape, the former Potions professor, has got the position of professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts that he has always dreamed of.

"Then I may need to look at tomorrow's pharmacy topic."

Harry didn't understand, but he still told the truth. After all, he was seriously unbalanced in his studies and was best at making poison.

After chatting with Harry for a few words, Slughorn turned his target to Draco. The Malfoys were a very prestigious family in the entire wizarding world, and Slughorn would naturally not leave out the only son of the Malfoy family.

After a brief conversation, Slughorn was also sure that Draco was a wizard with great talent in potions, so he became more enthusiastic.

Then came Neville, who was invited because of his grandmother, Mrs. Longbottom.

This was a very famous witch, and Slughorn wanted to confirm whether he had inherited his grandmother's gifts.

The answer surprised him. There was no doubt that Neville was also a very talented wizard.

Except for its slightly small size, it's quite huge.

Dudley, Harry, and Neville sat in a row. Rather than being wizards, they looked more like they were participating in some kind of fitness competition.

Afterwards, he found a few young wizards who he thought came from prominent families or had outstanding abilities, and tried to find out information about them indirectly.

Without exception, the performances of these young wizards were excellent, whether it was spells or anything else, their levels were far beyond those of their peers.

Slughorn was secretly proud of himself. After so many years, his vision of people was still so sharp. He spotted the best talent among the students at a glance.

However, there was one thing that puzzled him, that was that whether it was Slytherin, Ravenclaw or even Gryffindor, they were all extremely respectful to Dudley. He didn't know if it was his illusion, but they seemed to be more respectful than to himself, the professor.

Could it be that they were impressed by Mr. Dursley's excellence?

After all, not everyone can take up the post of Wizengamot before graduation, let alone be nominated as Chief Wizard, even if it is 'that person' from decades ago.

Overall, Slughorn was quite satisfied with the party.

After seeing off these little wizards, Slughorn changed into his very distinctive purple robe, sat on his soft recliner which was padded with layers of thick cushions, and drank a glass of whiskey.

You can see that he is in a very good mood today.

It was indeed true, there was nothing more interesting than meeting more talents, he had been doing this during his decades of teaching career and never got tired of it, so he planned to continue digging deeper into the undiscovered talents of Hogwarts, his intuition told him that there were definitely more than just a few in this school.

'This year's sixth grade students are definitely the most talented in Hogwarts in the past hundred years.'

For some reason, Dumbledore's words suddenly popped into Slughorn's mind.

He smiled and shook his head. Albus was exaggerating. How could such a thing be possible?

After resting in the rocking chair for a while, he drank the whiskey in his hand, put on a slightly exaggerated nightcap, and lay down in the warm bed.

After a while, a loud snoring sound was heard.

Slughorn had experienced so much hiding in this year that he hadn't slept so comfortably in a long time.

Chapter 455: Not just SSR, but UR!