Hogwarts: Jade, stop controlling Harry!

Fudge also breathed a sigh of relief.

He has to admit it.

Before meeting Harry Potter, Fudge still held the child in contempt.

In his view, the boy was nothing more than a child who had survived by sheer luck under the Dark Lord's rule.

It was definitely not a baby who had just turned one month old who defeated the Dark Lord; perhaps Harry's parents perished together with the Dark Lord.

But now, after all this,

Fudge finally believed that the boy who had miraculously survived the legendary ordeal truly deserved such a title and honor.

This child is much bolder and smarter than other children his age.

They actually dared to question an adult directly.

It's worth noting that many parents of Hogwarts students would bow and greet Fudge with utmost respect.

Fudge was actually somewhat relieved. Most of the department had been mobilized to search for a child who was not yet eleven years old, but they had searched all day without finding him.

If this gets out, it will be a huge disgrace to the Ministry of Magic, and all wizards in Britain will be ashamed.

But if the child's name is Harry Potter, then it's different.

People would only praise: He truly deserves the title of savior of the magical world, the boy who survived a great calamity!

Thinking to himself with a self-deprecating smile, Fudge cleared his throat and said, "Harry, you don't need to worry that your running away from home will make your aunt and uncle worry."

"In fact, the commotion you caused at the zoo was quelled within ten minutes by the arrival of the Ministry of Magic commissioner."

Jade raised an eyebrow, as if she wanted to say something, but Dumbledore tightened his grip on her shoulder a little. Thinking of her dinner, Jade reluctantly shut her mouth.

"I think if Harry wants to go back, your aunt and uncle would welcome you..." Fudge continued, seeing that Jade was no longer as bold in her questioning as before.

Xiaoyu couldn't hold back any longer; this was completely different from what the white-bearded headmaster beside her had said!

As if anticipating that Xiaoyu wouldn't choose to go back, Fudge added even faster.

"Of course, I understand that Harry and your aunt and uncle may have had some unpleasant experiences before... so you can stay in Diagon Alley during this period before school starts."

"That's the only good thing I've heard today," Xiaoyu muttered.

Fudge tried his best not to listen to what Jade was saying, if it weren't for the fact that the little boy sitting in front of him was named Harry Potter.

If it weren't for the fact that he was about to enter Hogwarts, far too many people and too many eyes in the entire wizarding world would be watching this matter...

As Minister for Magic in the UK, Cornelius Fudge, who is extremely busy every day, would never take a precious half-day to talk to a little boy who has run away from home.

He had countless more important and urgent matters to attend to.

Oh well.

Who told this kid to be named Harry Potter?

"The Ministry of Magic will cover a portion of the cost, um, Harry, for your stay at the Leaky Cauldron—that is, the cost of your lodging at this pub."

At this point, Fudge paused, noticing Xiaoyu's distraction, and quickly concluded with a single sentence.

"So enjoy your time before school starts, Harry, and don't make me... make everyone worry about you again."

After saying that, Fudge let out a long sigh of relief and stood up without hesitation. Dumbledore, who was next to Jade, also stood up and shook hands with Fudge.

"I believe this news will be published in the Daily Prophet tomorrow, and I think those who care about Harry will be relieved by your decision, Minister, and will praise your tolerance and magnanimity," Dumbledore said gently to Fudge.

Fudge nodded indifferently, put on his top hat, and turned to leave the private room.

Just then, Tom, the bar owner, walked over shakily carrying a tray with a teapot and teacups, nearly bumping into the minister.

"Excuse me, Your Excellency, are you leaving? Would you like to have a cup of tea before you go?" Tom quickly took two steps back and asked anxiously.

"No, take good care of Harry and don't let me down." Fudge gave Tom a brief instruction before leaving with a group of Ministry of Magic personnel behind him.

After Fudge and the men in black robes left, the bar was no longer as quiet as before, and the remaining wizards were all peeking and craning their necks toward Jade.

Judging from their excited expressions, it was as if they had met a big star and wanted to rush over to get Xiaoyu's autograph.

If Dumbledore hadn't been with Jade, they might have already arrived.

Xiaoyu didn't care about any of this. Her only relief was that her dinner had finally arrived!

She could already smell the food.

"Enjoy your dinner, Harry. Then get a good night's sleep. Tomorrow I'll find someone suitable to explain to you what you're wondering about," Dumbledore said to Jade, whose attention was mostly focused on the tray of food.

Xiaoyu then asked in surprise, "What? Aren't you coming tomorrow?"

Dumbledore shrugged. "I could do it, but I think Hagrid would be better suited for it than I am."

Jade nodded, no longer paying attention to Dumbledore, and instead focused on the fragrant and tempting roasted chicken legs, fried fish fillets, and a bowl of soup on the tray.

Seeing this, Dumbledore smiled, quietly withdrew, and walked a distance before speaking to the wizards who were still looking at him with awe in the bar.

"I think Harry must be really tired today and probably doesn't want to be disturbed, what do you guys think?"

All the wizards nodded in agreement.

Dumbledore glanced back at Jade, who was engrossed in her meal, and shook his head, not only admiring her carefree attitude but also marveling at the child's amazing appetite.

Then Dumbledore turned to Tom and told him to take Harry to rest after he finished eating and not to let anyone else disturb the boy. Then he left the Leaky Cauldron.

.....

Hogwarts Castle.

Dumbledore walked slowly into the headmaster's office, only to unexpectedly discover a figure who shouldn't be there.

"Severus? What brings you here so late?" Dumbledore asked the figure standing in front of the Pensieve with a hint of doubt.

The man Dumbledore called Severus suddenly turned around, revealing the face of a middle-aged man, most notably his hooked nose and greasy, thick black hair.

"Dumbledore, you know why I'm here. Why bother with all this?" Severus Snape said impatiently, his tone laced with sarcasm and irony.

"The famous savior—Harry Potter—disappeared while visiting the zoo with his aunt, prompting almost the entire Ministry of Magic to search for him..."

"Even if you hadn't told me, it would have been widely reported in tomorrow's Daily Prophet!"

"I'm curious, Dumbledore, what do you intend to say about that boy? Another James Potter?"

Dumbledore was not annoyed by what he heard. Instead, he shook his head slightly and waved his hand, and a pot of black tea, several porcelain cups, and a small bowl of sugar cubes appeared on the table.

"I understand, Severus. Please believe me, I didn't mean to hide anything from you."

"On the contrary, I don't think that boy resembles James Potter at all," Dumbledore said slowly.

Snape was slightly taken aback, then heard Dumbledore speak as if nothing had happened.

"I actually think that child is more like Lily."