Hogwarts: Harry Potter and the Glock 18

"Is there something wrong with you people?"

Harry, who was sitting on the hill, cracked his fingers and said, "After all, I am a native of England. Is this how you welcome my fellow countrymen?"

"Didn't I scream terribly just now? Why am I mute now? Why don't you take a look again and see if I have explosives tied to my body?"

When a pair of fists as big as sandbags are dangling in front of you, the tone of people's speech will always become softer, especially when the guy you are facing really dares to beat you and you can't resist.

"Misunderstanding. It's all misunderstanding."

The man who was not feeling pain anywhere in his body was breathing hard. Harry, who weighed more than 400 kilograms, was like an iron man. He sat on your back and pressed you so hard that your bones were about to break. "We just received a cough." Ahem. Alarm, routine, routine.”

"Oh, it's a misunderstanding. Now this is considered self-defense, right? I'm a good, law-abiding citizen, and I have never thought of attacking an Auror."

"Yes, yes, everything you said is right. It was a misunderstanding."

After getting a satisfactory answer, Harry jumped down from the crowd. The previous group of people used Apparition to appear instantly and cast a stun spell without saying a word. However, the spell did not reach the target and was locked by Harry. After apparating away, he kicked his butt, and seven or eight people piled up into a tall human mountain.

The Aurors who helped each other get up looked a little embarrassed on their faces, but their embarrassment soon disappeared.

Seeing that this group of people were still looking at him with wary eyes, Harry had no choice but to introduce himself.

He pointed to his forehead and said: "I am Harry Potter, the one you think of, so now you don't have to worry about me coming to the Ministry of Magic to cause trouble, right?"

Reputation is indeed very useful in some situations, especially when meeting strangers for the first time. Having a good reputation will always make it much easier to deal with, and Harry's aura is more than just good. His reputation can be simply described as the savior of England, the Boy Who Lived who defeated the mysterious man!

Whenever someone is ignored and recognized in England, there will definitely be more than one or two people who want to come up and shake his hand. Fortunately, Harry does not look like a 13-year-old child at all. He is a head taller than ordinary people. Coupled with his slender and muscular body, people are always unsure of his identity.

"Are you really Harry Potter?"

After seriously looking up at Harry's unobstructed forehead, the middle-aged man, who was probably the captain of the team, took Harry's hand and shook it vigorously, "It's an honor! Mr. Potter! It's really worthy of defeating him in the first place. The one who got the mysterious man.”

The grievances that he had held in his heart disappeared all of a sudden. When he was one year old, he defeated the unstoppable Dark Lord. Now more than ten years have passed. Of course, when Harry grows up, he will be even more powerful. They didn't lose unfairly, it was even a matter of course. If there wasn't something extraordinary about him, how could Harry have done such a thing back then.

Most people don't know that the person who caused Voldemort's killing curse to rebound was his mother Lily. When people tell oral legends, they always choose to paint things more dramatically and more in line with their imaginations, and today Harry , satisfying all the imaginations of this group of people.

Tall, mighty, handsome, and powerful, Harry is in line with the character of the savior in every aspect and directly maximized his popularity on the spot.

The onlookers who were eating melon on the side couldn't help but talk about it, pointing in Harry's direction and saying some outrageous things, such as how Harry crawled out and bit off the umbilical cord when he was just born, and he could do it just after he was a full moon. He lifted up the bed at home and threw it around. He learned to apparate before he was even a year old and would fly around the world while sleeping.

Harry's superhuman hearing allowed Harry to clearly hear these messages that had started to spread. This group of gossiping wizards was really...

Harry clenched his fists and resisted the urge to punch someone.

"It seems that the problem is now clear. If there is nothing else, I have to go there quickly." Harry glanced at the clock in the hall, and it was half an hour until off-duty time.

"Are you here on business at the Ministry of Magic? Is there anything I can do to help you?"

"I'm just going to submit an entry application to China, so there's no need to bother."

"Are you in a hurry? If you are in a hurry, I'll take you there. Although Old Batty is the most reliable guy in the ministry, he has so many things to do there. If you go directly, you may have to queue for a day or two. .”

As an insider of the Ministry of Magic, this unknown Auror captain knows the inside story very well. Barty Crouch, who originally competed with Fudge for the Minister of Magic but failed because his son was holding him back, is very serious. A powerful and practical wizard, serious, rigid, and first-class in his methods. Today, one of the few departments in the Ministry of Magic that has not collapsed is the Department of International Magical Exchange and Cooperation, which he oversees. This department also exercises a considerable part of the diplomatic power.

"Well, thank you. I'll get off work later. How about I treat you to a drink? Just think of it as my apology. I was a bit harsh just now."

"I've got a large batch of fine wines that are over 30 years old. It's fun for everyone to drink together, right? We don't know each other, right?"

Several Aurors with sore backs and legs looked at each other, and then smiled slightly, "Okay, let us prepare the food and drinks."

"Zold, Jeffrey, you two go to the Department of Control and Management of Magical Creatures to get some good stuff. Didn't they kill a few magical creatures that went berserk and causing trouble recently? Come back with some good meat."

The status of Aurors in the Ministry of Magic is not low at all. After all, this is the absolutely violent department of the Ministry. Although they cannot defeat Harry, a small team of Aurors is enough to deal with any accidents, large or small, that occur in England. , they are a group of people who are quite capable of fighting.

Under the leadership of internal acquaintances, Harry's work efficiency was suddenly raised to the top. Why jump in line? There was no need at all. They took Harry directly through the internal passage. Within fifteen minutes, a receipt with the seal of the International Magical Exchange and Cooperation Department had already arrived in Harry's hand. Tomorrow at eleven o'clock at noon, he You can then go to the headquarters of the European Wizards Federation for the final step of the interview review process.

If there is anything that goes best with Ogden Aged Fire Whiskey, it must be the ice stone monster produced in the Kafranca Snowfield Salt Pond. This guy sounds like a stone, but it is a kind of thing similar to a bullfrog and a toad. The giant frogs have some characteristics of turtles. The ice stone monsters covered with white salt crystals are indeed easy to mistake for a stone when they are motionless. But after cracking open the thick crystal armor on their backs, what is inside The frosty, tender and elastic white meat is definitely a first-class ingredient.

Even when making spicy bullfrog, this guy doesn't even need to add salt. If he throws the shell into the fire, he will be able to eat a big bullfrog with a salty taste in a short while. Although this thing is one of the northernmost ones in Europe. The country's specialty has nothing to do with England, but there are poachers all over the world who are speculating. There are many strange and weird things seized by the Ministry. Living things like this are usually handed over to magical creatures. Let the Control and Management Division handle it.

Take a sip of strong wine into your throat, and your lips will be filled with a layer of warm magical flames due to the remaining wine. When the ice stone monster meat, which is still cold and crispy after being grilled, is stuffed into your mouth, this ice fire The ultimate taste bud stimulation of Liangzhongtian will make the whole person feel ecstatic.

Harry, who thought he had eaten many magical creatures, had an eye-opening experience at tonight's party. These Aurors probably had to get some magical creatures to beat their teeth. After all, their jobs in the Ministry of Magic were the most bitter, dirty and tiring. , which is also the most dangerous product. What’s wrong with treating yourself? How about you also try to deal with those dark wizards who smuggle, poach, and commit crimes?

A barrel of fire whiskey as thick as a man's waist was drank by Harry in one gulp. The already drunk Aurors jumped and clapped their hands in applause. In the party of less than two hours, several people who were strangers to each other immediately became warm to each other. Standing up, he put his arm around Harry's shoulders and called out "good brother" passionately. This was definitely not because they were massacred when they joined forces to fight Harry for a drink, but because he truly felt that this boy who could fight, was generous and cheerful was A good person worth forgetting about your age and dating.

After getting drunk, some gossip from the Ministry of Magic became the topic of their complaints. Fudge has recently become anxious again. Because of some things that happened before, his already low prestige in the Ministry has suffered a further blow. , the initiators of everything were Grindelwald and Dumbledore, but this incident was blamed on Sirius Black.

After all, it happened because of the return of the property of their greedy Black family. Sirius, as the beneficiary, naturally became the ultimate focus of this matter.

After that trip to North America, Harry hadn't heard much from Sirius. The godfather seemed to be working on something big. Over the past few months, he had sent Harry a letter, He told Harry that everything is fine now. Perhaps he had contact with Lupine after he came back. After knowing the information about his most powerful enemy: Severus Snape, in order to make his godfather title more important. Feeling safe, he began to work hard silently.

While the Aurors were chatting, Harry seemed to smell something unusual. Sirius was going to make a big deal. He originally hated the Black family, but now he started to pick up the roots of this ancient and huge wizarding family. Relying on abundant funds, the connections that had been broken were connected again. As the Malfoy family completed the liquidation of its assets and completely disappeared from the wizarding world in England, this behemoth that had been dead for more than ten years resurrected. , eating up the political resources left by the Malfoy family here, and huge tentacles have penetrated into the Ministry of Magic.

"How do you think that guy Black plans to take revenge on Fudge?"

"Yes, it was him who was tried by Fudge and thrown into Azkaban. If it were me, I would definitely not be able to spare this brainless idiot. He stayed in Azkaban for eleven years."

Many people shuddered. As law enforcers who deal with dark wizards, they have a lot of contact with Azkaban, especially the guards of Azkaban. Those dementors are definitely not what normal people want to get close to. Not to mention eleven years, being in close contact with Dementors for eleven days is a terrible experience that can kill a person, because almost every month more prisoners are over-squeezed and die happily, and the fate of those people is forever. Sleeping in the rotten, gray and corrupt soil of Azkaban, I will never find a transcendent life until my death.

"Maybe Black will compete with Fudge for the ministerial position? Nothing would be more uncomfortable for Fudge than kicking him out of the ministerial position."

"As long as Black raises his salary, I will vote for him. I have been an Auror for four years, and my salary has been increased by three galleons and eleven kilos. I have worked hard for so long for such a small amount of money! The last one Yue I was almost sent away by a curse, but luckily I reacted quickly, otherwise it wouldn't have been my arm that was missing a piece of flesh."

"The time when you surrounded and suppressed Bloody Hand Brighton? Hahaha, you idiot, you were really unlucky. The captain and I were a team and we caught three guys, including a big fish."

The night gradually darkened, and after having had enough wine and food, they waved and left unsteadily. It was impossible to apparate, but floo powder was a safer choice. If you were afraid of running into the wrong place, you could go to the wrong place first. Throw a handful of powder into the fireplace, state the location clearly, and then step into the burning green flames.

After staying one night at the Leaky Cauldron, Harry got up early and borrowed the bar's kitchen. Harry led a lunch box filled with breakfast to Fleur's door.

"Harry! Good boy, you are finally here!"

Before he could push open the front garden door, a strong voice sounded. Mr. Delacour, who was drinking morning tea in the pavilion, waved to Harry with a smile on his face as if he was expecting his eldest son to come home.

"Tell me, uncle, where are you and Fleur? Do you want to speed up the progress? In France, girls can get married at the age of fifteen. I'm already a little... Oops!"

Mr. Delacour, who was hit on the head by a high-altitude object, squatted on the ground and held his head, crying out in pain. In the window on the second floor, Fleur, who was holding her hands, squinted her eyes and looked down coldly, "I'm sorry, Dad, just now My hand slipped."

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

Mr. Delacour, who forced a smile, raised his head miserably. In front of his eldest daughter, he could not show any dignity of his father. After all, it was Fleur's mother who was in charge at home, and as an elder As a father, he only needs to be responsible for being as beautiful as a flower. Well, if he wants to wear women's clothes, he might really be able to outdo Furong's mother.

"I brought breakfast."

Harry raised his lunch box and waved to Fleur.

"I'll comb my hair and I'll be right back!"