Days at Hogwarts

Chapter 813 Extra Chapter: Nineteen Years Later

Diagon Alley, Leaky Cauldron.

Two adorable young children were sitting in the relocation room.

They look exactly alike, with fair skin and delicate features; they are clearly twins. The only way to tell their genders is by their hair and clothing.

The boy was wearing a hooded denim jacket, loose and neat pants, and a lace-decorated woven bag slung over his shoulder, which clearly belonged to his sister.

He seemed curious about everything around him, his clear, bright eyes widening slightly as he looked around, occasionally revealing a thoughtful expression.

The girl wore a cream-colored long-sleeved shirt with a dark green long skirt over it, the hem of which was decorated with beige ruffles, and the neckline was tied with a lace bow. Judging from her clothes alone, she exuded sweetness and cuteness.

Perhaps out of boredom, the girl's delicate face remained expressionless as she pouted and listlessly tugged at her brother's hood.

She has a rather unpleasant personality.

"Emeris Albus Granger."

"Imokin Bates Morgan".

A steady, powerful voice came from outside the corridor.

The door was pushed open the next moment, and a kind-looking middle-aged wizard walked in. He smiled when he saw the two children, but the doubts from before still lingered in his mind.

Helping freshmen with their shopping was clearly the responsibility of the vice principal, Loren, so why did it inexplicably fall on him, the professor of herbalism?

Moreover, since the two are children from a wizarding family, why would they need a professor to guide them in purchasing?

Although they grew up in the Muggle world...

"Uncle Neville."

"Uncle Neville."

A clear, melodious child's voice interrupted his thoughts. Nave looked at the two children, ruffled the little boy's hair, and then reached out to ruffle the girl's head. Suddenly remembering something, he stopped himself from reaching out and instead took the two children's hands, turning around and walking towards the street outside.

Loren and Hermione's two children, twins.

The boy's name is Emeritus. He inherited Granger's surname and has the same thirst for knowledge as his mother. He has a better personality than Hermione and should be able to make friends after entering Hogwarts.

The girl's name was Imogen, who inherited Morgan's surname and Loren's personality. Last time, he accidentally ruffled Imogen's hair, and she turned around and tricked her son into licking the iron fence in winter, and his tongue got stuck on it.

He looks exactly like Loren when he was young!

What's even more frustrating is that after being rescued, my silly child was still cheerfully muttering, "Sister Imogen was right, the iron fence is really sweet."

Why is my son so stupid?

Neville looked at the cleverness of other people's children and sighed helplessly.

"Whoosh..."

Stepping out of the bar, the cacophony of street noise immediately came into view, a cacophony of chatter.

During the back-to-school season, Diagon Alley was crowded with young wizards. Some students were checking their shopping lists, some were complaining about the crowds, and some were dragging their parents to the nearby Weasley's Wizarding Tricks shop. The sounds of students and parents, shop assistants soliciting customers, and merchants from other races negotiating deals filled the air.

The little girl tilted her head and looked at the sign for "Longbotton Boutique".

Neville turned his head and looked on, a hint of nostalgia in his eyes.

Originally a shop that resold magical items from other countries, it has now completely transformed into a gift shop.

After migrating to this planet, wizards from all over the world gathered on the same continent, almost merging into one nation. The cross-border trade disappeared, silently submerged in the torrent of time.

However, Neville wasn't particularly sad.

He preferred his job as a professor of herbalism to running the business in the shop, not to mention that Hannah had also given up the Leaky Cauldron and was preparing to apply for a position as Hogwarts' school doctor.

"Fairies, Pukki, centaurs... so many other races."

The little boy muttered to himself, straining his eyes as if trying to memorize the entire Diagon Alley.

"Knowing so many magical creatures, that's impressive, Emerys!" Neville praised with a smile.

"No..." The little boy's cheeks flushed slightly, and he was a little shy. "I saw it in 'Hogwarts: A New History,' and it even had pictures."

Neville couldn't help but smile.

She really looks like Hermione when she was young.

"Uncle Neville, I have a question."

"you say."

"With so many kinds of creatures, why don't I see any elves? And giants too?"

"Well..."

Neville slowed his tone, thinking as he answered. As a professor of herbalism, he wasn't particularly good at history: "After the magical civilization migrated to this planet, different creatures divided up different regions according to their own characteristics. Some creatures had stable social structures that could withstand the impact of wizarding societies and could directly contact us, communicate with each other, and trade, such as the Pukki and the centaurs."

"Some creatures have more primitive social structures, or even those that are not yet fully developed, and cannot withstand the impact of wizarding societies. Therefore, they are temporarily in a closed state. Once they complete the transformation of their social structures, they will be able to make direct contact with us. For example, the giants, under the leadership of their chief Ymir, have rapidly established large-scale farming and animal husbandry systems and have trade relations with us, but we cannot see them here."

The little boy nodded thoughtfully, though it was unclear how much he understood.

"Where's the fairy? I haven't seen her."

The little girl suddenly asked, "Didn't the book say that fairies have their own kingdoms, know how to farm and forge, and used to have close trade relations with us? Wasn't their social structure quite stable?"

"Emmm..."

Neville carefully chose his words: "Their social structure is very stable, but the business they want to do... doesn't meet our... needs, yes! Doesn't meet our needs!"

What does "not meeting the requirements" mean?

The little girl immediately pressed for an answer, and the little boy looked up, waiting for it.

"Hmm... This is a complicated question to explain. When you take the advanced history course in fifth grade, your Professor Flamel will explain it in detail."

"oh."

The two children looked at each other and sighed.

That's how adults are; when they encounter a question they can't answer, they just put it off.

"..."

Neville looked somewhat distressed.

Why ask him these questions? He's a professor of herbal medicine, not a professor of history.

If you really want to know the answer, you should ask your dear mother, Senior Deputy Minister Granger!

Rejecting goblin trade and closing Gringotts were both bills proposed by Hermione, supposedly to develop an independent financial system.

Hermione was also instrumental in rejecting the slave trade and keeping house-elves in seclusion!

The situation was extremely complicated. The International Federation of Wizarding Societies and Wizengamo were arguing fiercely over the bill. Conservatives and reformers argued in the newspapers for months. Hermione Granger, who was then the director, wrote 17 articles attacking the bill, leaving the conservatives speechless. However, the house-elves lacked backbone, and the bill was almost rejected.

As a result, Director Granger, having listened to someone's advice, simply gave up on debating with them, used the Bouncing Cauldron to cultivate new crops adapted to the new environment, and forcefully promoted the "Liberation of the Little Elf Act" based on this great achievement.

He was subsequently promoted and became Deputy Minister Granger.

"Uncle Neville, stop spacing out."

"We still need to go shopping!"

Neville snapped out of his daze and shook his head.

This family...

(End of this chapter)