Days at Hogwarts

Chapter 808 Creating Conditions

In late July, the weather was clear and sunny.

In the courtyard of Hampstead on the outskirts of the city, the tree canopies cast clusters of shadows on the ground.

Crookshan lay lazily on the sun-warmed rocks, its gaze drawn to the ever-changing light and shadow. Occasionally it would look down at the shadows on the ground, and occasionally look up at the slowly moving clouds in the sky, as if it were doubting whether the shifting shadows on the ground were actually the shadows of the clouds.

A recliner was placed under the shade of a tree, and a figure was half-lying there.

His face was covered with an insignificant newspaper, and a dingy radio hummed beside him.

Wizard Radio News Broadcast:

"Welcome to today's news briefing. I'm your host, Granda Chitock. Wizarding governments around the world have begun purchasing food and storing seeds from Muggle governments. The alliance of magic schools—Hogwarts, Ilvermorny, Beauxbatons, and Durmstrang—has also begun collecting and storing Muggle books. As you, my listeners, are already aware, these actions all stem from the Magical Civilization Migration Project..."

"What exactly is the Magical Civilization Migration Project? What is the underlying principle of the new spatial teleportation device and its connection to the Dementors? What is the relationship between the legendary wizard Loren Morgan, who proposed the project, and Nicolas Flamel? Granda will answer all these questions for you..."

The opening remarks generated a lot of buzz, but the actual content was the same stuff that had been repeated a thousand times in the newspapers. Apart from the inexplicable background music, the only difference was that the front-page cover photo was no longer visible on the radio.

He's somewhat handsome.

Rita Skeeter even wrote a letter specifically to write a biography of his student days, exploring the growth process of the youngest legendary wizard in history, revealing Voldemort's past conspiracies, recording the process of making the Philosopher's Stone, and leaving valuable documentary materials for future historical research.

Loren refused without hesitation.

Two weeks have passed since the International Wizarding Union Conference. Since Loren proposed the migration plan, the subsequent conference agenda has shifted to discussions on preparatory work. Wizarding governments and magical creature groups from various countries have been discussing, dividing tasks, and gradually refining the plan.

Plans to store grain and seeds were proposed at that time.

Everything is progressing steadily toward that future.

"Speaking of Loren Morgan, we must mention Hermione Granger, another Hogwarts graduate who achieved perfect scores in all subjects. She recently joined the Department of Magical Creatures at the Ministry of Magic as a regular employee. According to our interviews, she showed great ambition even in her early years..."

Loren listened carefully for a while, then couldn't help but grin.

These reporters conducted a fairly thorough investigation, and the information they revealed was within acceptable limits. It even sounded like a kind of personal propaganda, presenting Hermione's idea of ​​liberating the elves in a way that wasn't abrupt. This approach wouldn't offend some closed-minded wizards, but instead would make more people remember the young witch's kindness and wisdom.

That's such a nice compliment...

It's a pity Hermione isn't here with me right now, so I can't share this with her.

After all, it's working hours now. Hermione should be sitting in her office on the fourth basement floor of the Ministry of Magic, reading reports and learning about the workings of the relevant departments, just like when she first entered Hogwarts and memorized the school's history.

After the International Confederation of Wizards announced the relocation plan, all departments of the Ministry of Magic were extremely busy. Just then, NEWT's report card arrived at home. Loren and Hermione's grades were, of course, excellent in every subject they took. The Ministry of Magic and the Alchemy Research Centre began urging the two to join the company.

Those alchemists were easier to deal with. Loren simply mailed them the design blueprints of the new spatial teleportation device, letting them study the blueprints thoroughly first. If they encountered any problems, they could contact him via communicator, so they could still enjoy their summer vacation at home.

Hermione, on the other hand, was a different case. The Ministry of Magic wanted her to start working as soon as possible, and she herself also wanted to get involved in the work as soon as possible.

Both parties were willing and quickly reached an agreement.

As a result, Loren became an unemployed, lonely young man at home, spending his precious holiday time basking in the sun with Crook Mountain and Hanhan.

"He just texted me saying he'd be working overtime tonight and coming home late..."

"The Department of Fantastic Creatures Management seems particularly busy lately, negotiating with fairies, hiring house-elves, and tracking the migration of Thestrals and hippogriffs..."

Loren muttered to himself, relaxed his body and lay back on the seat, letting his legs hang down naturally and sway gently. His eyes were fixed on the swaying leaves on the treetops, and his thoughts gradually drifted away.

"Squeak—"

The door leading to the courtyard was pushed open, and Grandpa Bates, with his white hair, walked in: "Loren, what would you like to eat tonight? Let's go to the supermarket to buy groceries now."

"Dinner..."

Loren hesitated for a moment, then said, "Hermione got back very late, let's go out to eat."

"..."

Grandpa Bates fell silent.

Does not having your girlfriend motivate you to cook?

……

A Michelin-starred restaurant on Berkeley Street in the Mayfair district.

Grandpa Bates opened the menu with a helpless expression, turned his head slightly to the side, listened to the waiter's explanation and recommendations, and selected a few of the restaurant's signature dishes.

The Grangers sat opposite them, and Loren sat beside them. The three of them huddled together and whispered among themselves.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

"What does the department Hermione joined, the Department of Magical Creatures Management and Control, mainly handle? Is it the same as those animal protection organizations?" Wendell was very curious. "Magical creatures are animals with magical powers, right? Hermione told me that some of them are intelligent, while others are just like wild beasts."

"I'm not clear about the specific functions either."

Are there any fish with magical properties?

"It's not just fish; there are many kinds of amazing aquatic creatures, but only mermaids possess intelligence."

"The kind of mermaid from fairy tales?"

"Mermaids' appearance is related to their aquatic environment; mermaids from warm waters are very beautiful."

"Hermione mentioned it before..."

While waiting for their food to be served, the two chatted enthusiastically, with Monica listening quietly beside them, a slight smile in her eyes.

Just a few weeks ago, things weren't like this. As a father, no matter how satisfied he was with his daughter's boyfriend, he was unwilling to express it directly. He always felt that this boy had stolen his precious daughter and even said some resentful and angry things to his wife. But soon he forgot about it and started to act more and more affectionate towards Loren.

It's as if he and Hermione are already engaged.

Bates, having finished ordering, casually handed the menu to the waiter. Watching the two across from him engaged in a lively discussion, and then glancing at Monica, who also wore a smile, he hesitated slightly before speaking as if in casual conversation:

"Monica, you haven't gone on summer vacation for years, have you?"

"??"

Wendel immediately opened his eyes wide and looked up at him.

(End of this chapter)