Hogwarts: I'm Harry's older cousin

Chapter 119, Section 117. The first password is—Fairness.

This Ministry of Magic staff member, facing the aggressive parents, truly experienced what it means to be "unable to defend oneself" and "being condemned by everyone."

His face, head, and body were soaked in sweat, clearly indicating that he was someone who had been pushed out by his superiors to take the blame.

However, this will not solve the problem, but will only cause greater conflict.

The wand tapped the pillar on Platform Nine and Three-Quarters several times, but there was no reaction; the blockade remained.

Even Mr. Weasley was at a loss, so this staff member, who looked like he hadn't been out of school for long, was even more helpless.

Incidentally, Mr. Weasley had hidden himself before the other party arrived.

Otherwise, he would become the person in charge.

"It's a small problem, a small problem, just a minor accident."

The other party became increasingly anxious, but the more anxious they became, the less able they were to solve the problem.

"Is it really just a minor accident, sir from the Ministry of Magic?"

Dudley spoke first, and the moment his voice rang out, the parents who had been arguing with the staff stopped and waited quietly for him to continue, as if Dudley were their pillar of support: "First of all, we don't know the situation inside. Can you be sure if any little wizards are stuck inside? The kind who can't get out or come back?"

This statement startled the staff and others around them. They had been so focused on keeping themselves out that they hadn't realized an accident might happen.

The more you think about it, the scarier it gets, if there are people trapped inside.

"You can't make this decision yourself. I think you should ask your superiors to send more people to handle this and check if anyone is trapped."

Finally, Dali added one more sentence.

"Before it causes a bigger accident."

The young Ministry of Magic staff member realized the seriousness of the situation and, not daring to linger any longer, immediately contacted his superior.

Do you think you can just find someone to take the blame and get rid of this?

That's definitely not going to work.

The Ministry of Magic was noticeably more efficient this time. A middle-aged man who called himself the director arrived in a disheveled state, and the Ministry of Magic was worried that something might happen to the wizards, especially the young wizards, so they immediately arranged for several wizards, as well as two Aurors and a physician from St. Mungo's.

The purpose is to ensure that in the event of an accident, medical treatment can be provided immediately.

The middle-aged man was much more experienced and powerful than the young man, and as soon as he arrived, he declared that the Ministry of Magic would be responsible for everyone present.

He readily agreed to run another express train to Hogwarts, specifically to take the young wizards who missed it to Hogwarts, ensuring that the first-year wizards' ordination ceremony this year would not be delayed.

With a fully equipped team, the incident was quickly resolved, and the passage to the Hogwarts Express was finally cleared.

No wizards were trapped.

Upon hearing the result, the person in charge wiped the sweat from his forehead and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

If anything were to happen to anyone, Minister Fauci's desk would be piled high with shouting letters immediately, and his position would be permanently relegated to another location, perhaps even to Azkaban.

He expertly pulled out his business card and handed it to Dudley, who had proposed the hypothesis, indicating that he would not hesitate to help him in any way he could in the future.

Dali simply took the business card and put it in his pocket.

If you don't take the other person's promise to heart, and they just mention it casually, and you just listen to it casually, then you've already lost.

Especially if it's an official, then you shouldn't take it seriously at all.

However, Dudley's ability to easily seize the initiative in the conversation caught the attention of many young wizard parents, especially those of Slytherin parents.

By this time, it was getting dark, and the other young wizards who had boarded the train normally were probably already at the castle.

Soon, the newly added second Hogwarts Express slowly pulled into the platform. The young wizards who had missed their train cheered and rushed onto the train.

They traveled in silence. At this time, they received news that Hogwarts had already arranged for people to receive them.

They were indeed late, but fortunately not too late, and barely made it to the end of the Sorting Ceremony.

The main reason was that a wizard had sent a letter to Hogwarts in advance, which is why they had to wait for them for a while.

Today seemed a little different. When Dudley came to the Slytherin table, all the Slytherins, regardless of grade, stood up in unison and very consciously made room for him, only sitting down after Dudley had sat down.

Dudley didn't say a word throughout the entire process, and the entire Slytherin group acted as if it had been rehearsed beforehand, with perfect teamwork.

This scene caught the attention of the professors at Hogwarts.

However, from Headmaster Dumbledore to Dean Snape, everyone tacitly remained silent.

Lockhart, dressed like a peacock with its tail feathers spread, was about to say something, but was ignored by all the professors. No one knew what he had done to make all the professors unwilling to talk to him.

At the end of the banquet, Dumbledore, as always, gave the briefest instructions, only mentioning the Discipline Group at the very end.

"Oh, right, I'd like to add something: starting today, grades one through four will be under the jurisdiction of the Discipline Group."

Since there are no grade leaders for grades one through four, they cannot be supervised for the time being.

"Of course. The discipline group's score is calculated individually by each member of the discipline group."

At this time, the new hourglasses that Dudley had created using the transmutation array were still kept next to the scoring hourglasses of the four houses.

"Interested students can try challenging them; you might be pleasantly surprised."

At this point, Dumbledore winked mischievously.

Stirring up trouble is absolutely stirring up trouble.

As Dumbledore finished speaking, Dudley clearly sensed that, apart from Slytherin, many young wizards from the other three houses were eager to make their move, especially Gryffindor.

Competing against four colleges?

It's not impossible.

While they are indeed at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, having more people doesn't always guarantee success.

Pressure is a motivator.

"Of course. Anyone who wants to join them can do so as long as they pass the Dursley Chief's test."

Dumbledore's words stirred up even the previously calm Slytherin House, as did a few other houses. Even some Gryffindors were tempted. Dudley saw it; it was Ron's brother, Percy.

Old Deng.

Is this a case of giving someone a slap followed by a treat?

interesting.

The opening banquet for the new students came to an end, and the young wizards from the four houses began to return to their respective house lounges one after another.

"Mr. Dursley, you should be in charge of setting the password for the Slytherin common room."

The fifth-year prefect who had almost died at the hands of the troll came before Dali and spoke respectfully.

Oh, he should be a sixth-grade student now.

Dudley nodded without hesitation and announced directly, "Then, the first password is—fairness."

(End of this chapter)