Hogwarts: I Really Don't Want to Be a Wizard

Chapter 82: You Become the Rumored Boyfriend (5,000 words long chapter, one more chapter to go.)

Thanks to traveling with Harry, Gretel was spared the ravages of the Knight Bus.

The Ministry of Magic sent several black cars and several Aurors wearing green fleece jackets to escort them.

Ginny was supposed to be traveling with Harry's three little ones, but as soon as this girl faced Harry head-on, her face turned red and she couldn't say anything nervous.

If Gretel hadn't come, Percy would have been the fourth passenger in the car.

At the request of Harry and the other two little ones, Mrs. Molly agreed to the request of the four of them to ride in the same car.

Anyway, there are Aurors from the Ministry of Magic, so even if there are no adults, they will have someone to take care of them if something happens.

At least, Harry can be well protected by the Aurors, and that's enough.

The Weasley twins had no choice but to squeeze into a car with their annoying third brother, while Ginny was taken by her parents.

Percy was mumbling until he got in the car. He had always wanted to have more contact with Gretel, especially after hearing that Fudge gave the communication store a platform.

Gretel instinctively sat on the passenger seat. In his opinion, the other three children, no matter who sat in the front, were not suitable.

The Aurors from the Ministry of Magic obviously knew Gretel's identity, and his face, which had been serious since the beginning of their meeting, actually raised the corners of his mouth in a friendly manner.

After getting in the car, Ron and Hermione gathered with Harry. They were already in their third year, and as long as they obtained the consent of their guardians, they could legally go to Hogsmeade on certain days.

Originally, Harry was very happy about the arrival of the new semester, especially now that his friends were by his side.

After hearing that both Hermione and Ron had received approval slips from their parents, Harry fell silent and muttered for a while.

"Aunt Peggy and Uncle Vernon both disagree. They said that even if I cast a curse on them, they would not sign the consent form for me."

Harry seemed to have thought of something and turned his attention to Gretel in the front row.

"Grete, what about you? Didn't you say that you never came home during the holidays? What about your consent form?"

Grete had no intention of attacking this poor little savior. He mentioned this incident when he corresponded with Mrs. Swann at the end of last semester.

However, for the safety of everyone in the orphanage, his consent form was taken back and signed by Sebastian after receiving the notice during the holiday.

But even with the consent form, he might not be able to spare time to visit Hogsmeade. He would be very busy in the coming days.

That little clever guy knew what Grete was worried about. Every time he went back to the orphanage to do errands for him, he would circle around for a long time before paddling in front of Mrs. Swann under the cover of night.

He originally planned to give the phone to Mrs. Swann, but the magic of the first version of the phone fluctuated too much, and even if Sebas was careful, it might attract others' attention.

This matter had to be postponed.

Harry's expression became even more aggrieved when he learned that Gretel had also received permission to go to Hogsmeade.

Ron was indeed Harry's best friend. He patted his chest and promised that as long as Harry couldn't go to Hogsmeade for a day, he wouldn't go either.

When Ron said this, he raised his eyebrows at Gretel. This child's provocative behavior made Gretel almost laugh out loud.

Hermione hesitated and made a promise that she would advance and retreat with Harry.

Harry looked much better this way, facing the looks directed at him.

Grete shrugged, "Don't look at me, if I want to go to Hogsmeade, it must be because of something serious, and I definitely can't guarantee that.

However, I really may not have time to go there during this school year, so Harry, just think that I am also going forward and backward with you. "

Although Grete's statement was not so firm, it made Harry feel that he was not alone.

The child's mood went away as quickly as it came. By the time the car arrived at the station, Harry was already relaxing and playing with Ron again.

After getting out of the car, Mr. Arthur walked quickly to Harry's side and let Harry lean tightly on his elbow.

The entire wizarding world believed that Sirius escaped from Azkaban just to avenge Voldemort.

Except Grete, an insider who doesn’t think so.

Thinking of this, Grete's eyes inadvertently glanced at Ron's pocket, where a dirty mouse was hidden.

An Agemanis who never registered, the betrayer Peter Pettigrew.

Mr. Arthur obviously didn't know that the real betrayer had been hiding in their Weasley family.

If he hadn't won the lottery, the family hadn't traveled to Egypt, or their picture hadn't been published in the newspaper.

Sirius must still blame himself and huddle in Azkaban to atone for his sins until he dies with regret.

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It’s a familiar first day of school, a familiar platform nine and three-quarters. This year’s little wizards seem to be much more numerous than theirs. Many little ones are huddled next to their parents, peeping out at the big iron monsters around them.

Young wizards from Muggle families will also look at them curiously, but most of their expressions will be a little uneasy.

Entering the station, Grete saw a familiar person.

It was Penello. This was her second year as prefect.

After getting familiar with the daily work of a prefect, she will serve as Ravenclaw's welcome person this year, going to the station to welcome new students.

Seeing Grete arriving, Penello pointed to the car, indicating that she had already taken her seat, and would meet Grete in the car later.

Gretel got on the car and looked around. He knew that in the third grade, there would be dementors breaking into the Hogwarts Express.

Harry was even targeted by these guys because of his savior nature, and finally fainted.

At that time, if Remus Lupine hadn't accepted Dumbledore's invitation and happened to be on the same train with Harry, it would have been difficult to guarantee that Harry would not have his soul sucked away by the dementors.

However, after searching around, except for the old woman pushing a cart selling things, no other adult wizard could be found in the whole car.

Tsk tsk, Grete got back into Penello's carriage, leaned on the velvet-covered backrest, and couldn't help but tsk.

If Harry was executed by the Dementors like this, God knows what the White Devil of Hogwarts would do.

The train started moving, and Penello got in angrily.

Gretel was a little surprised. Ever since he ruthlessly exploited the pirate dealer, the smile on the butler's face has never disappeared.

It's not easy to get her to stop smiling, let alone make her become so menacing.

"What's wrong, Penello?" Grete asked curiously. He wanted to know who was so capable of making Penello so angry in just a short while.

Penello didn't care about his image at all, so he hit his seat with a bang.

"Not yet the prefect of Gryffindor, the redhead of the Weasley family.

He confessed to me last school year, and I had clearly rejected him, but just now he still kept staring at me. "

Gretel realized that in another timeline, Percy's girlfriend was from Ravenclaw, and her name seemed to be Penello.

After carefully recalling it, it seems that there is really no second person named Penello in Ravenclaw.

Thinking of this, he suddenly couldn't help laughing.

His laughter made Penello instantly embarrassed. He picked up the pillow and photographed Gretel several times.

"You're still laughing, and I'm almost annoyed to death."

Gretel huddled in the corner and begged for mercy, while giving Penello some advice, "If it doesn't work, just say you already have a boyfriend."

His words seemed to wake up Penelo, and Penelo finally stopped.

After a while, he threw away the pillow in his hand and sat back down again.

"That's right. Thank you to my leader. Next time he comes over, I'll tell him that I have a boyfriend. I'm sure he will give up."

Gretel's mouth was faster than his heart, and when he heard Penelo say this, he suddenly said, "Then what if Percy asks who your boyfriend is?

He is a determined person, the only one in the entire Weasley family who never looks back until he fails completely. "

Penello pulled the boy he knew well out of his memory, "Mr. Saini, no, no, his forehead is too bright.

Mr. Cedric, no, I remember that he seems to have someone he likes, and he can't mess with it because of me.

Mr. Bode, no, he's too fat.

…”

Gretel rubbed his head in worry, "My lovely Miss Crevat, what you are looking for is an excuse to reject others, and you are not really choosing a boyfriend. Do you need to go to such trouble?"

"How is that possible? Even if it is a rumored boyfriend, I have to choose a suitable one. Besides, you have said that Percy Weasley is a determined person. If you just pick one, the secret will be revealed in a minute. ”

Gretel was too lazy to pay attention to the person above him. He sat down at the table and took out Grindelwald's notes.

He found a lot of good things in it, which gave him a lot of inspiration. He had a hunch that if Grindelwald's notes were thoroughly studied, a second era-changing invention might be about to come out.

For a moment, the only sounds in the entire carriage were the sound of Penello talking to himself, and the scratching sound of Grete's pen tip scratching notes from time to time.

Penello's eyes were gradually attracted to Gretel, and the more he looked at her, the brighter his eyes became. What else was he looking for? There was a ready candidate.

Although Gretel is only thirteen, due to his good development, his height is no longer that of a child, and he is still young and mature.

His mature temperament is much stronger than that of people of the same age as Penello. Coupled with his good looks, he is not an appropriate candidate for the rumored boyfriend.

Coupled with the honors he has received and the achievements he has made, it is hard to believe that Percy Weasley can have the confidence to compare with Gretel.

Realizing that the matter had been resolved, Penello instantly relaxed and began to observe Gretel while he was studying, and gradually became addicted to it.

Grete didn't know how long he had been studying it, but the more he studied it, the more chilled he felt.

When he raised his head, he saw Penello's glowing eyes, which made him shiver in shock.

"Why are you staring at me?" Grete asked confused.

Grete's voice woke up Penello who was obsessed with watching. She shook her head in embarrassment and pushed the hair that hung down to her mouth to her ears.

Then, she sat directly next to Gretel and asked.

"My dear leader, I would like to ask, if our companions encounter difficulties, as the leader, should you lend all your resources to help?"

Grete didn't understand, but nodded anyway.

In a team like theirs that is advancing towards the same goal, any problem encountered by anyone will be a common problem for everyone. As the initiator, he should strive to be the first.

"Then let's do this. If you come to be my rumored boyfriend, I don't believe that the Gryffindor prefect will still cling to me with you in the future."

After all, Grete never expected that what Penelo wanted him to help with was actually such a thing.

He regretted that he shouldn't have given Penello advice in the first place. Faced with Penelo's pressing steps, Grete quickly retreated into a corner.

"Ms. Penello, do you know how old I am? I am only thirteen years old. You are committing a crime."

Unexpectedly, Penello just said, "What's wrong with being thirteen? I'm only sixteen.

Besides, it’s not like you don’t know that the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor last school year, Gilderoy Lockhart, is already decades old and is still in love with his students. "

Speaking of Gilderoy Lockhart, Gretel has to mention his newly written "Professor Days at Hogwarts".

Because the Chamber of Secrets incident was solved early, although Lockhart was incompetent at his job, he was able to avoid being ruined in the end.

However, I don’t know why, when Gretel flipped through the new book, he always felt that he could see his own shadow in the big villain in it.

While Penello wasn't paying attention, Gretel rolled up his notebook, slid down from his seat, opened the carriage door, and ran outside.

"You should ask someone else to help you with this matter. I really can't help you."

Penello was left holding the door resentfully, looking at his retreating back.

——

Gretel ran to the back of the car, where Harry and the others were sitting. After finding their seats, they even came to tell him.

In fact, even if they didn't say anything, Gretel would take the initiative to look for them.

After all, no one in this car except him should know the Patronus Charm.

Harry's safety is the key to Professor Fu's resurrection and a necessary opportunity for the development of their organization.

So he had to keep Harry safe.

This spell was taught to Gretel by Estragon when he was away from Godot during the holidays.

"Every few years in Azkaban, there will be prisoner escapes.

It's hard to say whether the group of dementors deliberately gave him the opportunity to show off. Anyway, as long as this kind of thing happens, there will always be a few more people in the world whose souls are sucked away.

Just in case, you must master the Patronus Charm before you can leave. "

Either the Patronus Charm was difficult for Gretel, or there seemed to be something wrong with his Patronus.

Grete walked into the carriage, which surprised the three little ones.

Hermione didn't know why she was still a little emotional, "What, you're not going to ride in the car with senior sister?"

Gretel felt a little strange and sat down next to Ron.

Ron unconsciously squeezed closer to Harry, "Isn't there a seat opposite? It's so uncomfortable to squeeze in."

Gretel didn't speak. He didn't have the habit of taking advantage of other people's tempers. Hermione was obviously in a mood, so he didn't want to go there and take advantage of her.

Harry seemed to be unaware of anything, "Gretel, just now Ron said that we can find Fred and George. They must know the secret passage to Hogsmeade. We can still go together then." "

Hermione raised her eyebrows when she heard this, "Harry, how many times have I told you that we cannot violate school rules. Ron and I will stay with you at school until you get permission."

Ron curled his lips, "Yes, yes, we can't violate school rules. You are such a troubled know-it-all."

Hermione's eyes turned red and she sat there without saying a word.

Harry stood up to smooth things over.

"Okay, Ron, Crookshanks didn't mean it. He didn't eat Scabbers in the end, right?"

Only then did Grete realize why he felt something was not right about the atmosphere here when he came in.

It turns out that Hermione's gelada, which can only see through Animagus, took action against Peter Pettigrew.

"Yes, I didn't eat it, but look how scared it was." Ron took Scabbers out of his pocket angrily.

The poor mouse was trembling non-stop and was about to foam at the mouth. Crookshanks roared deeply from his throat again.

Ron quickly put it back into his pocket and covered it tightly.

Hermione was afraid that her cat would jump over and start a fight with Ron, so she took Crookshanks into her arms and smoothed his fur from head to tail, trying to calm his emotions.

But it was obviously of no use. Although Crookshanks still lay obediently in Hermione's arms, the growl in his throat did not disappear at all.

The mouse in Ron's pocket trembled even more fiercely.

Gretel looked at it amusedly. He felt that Peter Pettigrew was really a talent. Among the Marauders, he had the most unique painting style.

Who would have thought that such a timid person like him could become one of the predators.

It can even be said that the entire Harry Potter timeline was started by him. If he didn't tell the truth, maybe this world should be called Neville's world.

Or, if he hadn't stood on Ron's shoulder when the photo was taken, maybe Harry could have had a stable third year.

Seeing Ron carefully comforting his mouse, Gretel really sympathized with him from the bottom of his heart.

Sleeping in the same bed with a middle-aged man who looks like a mouse for so many years.

I wonder if Ron will feel a chill when Peter Pettigrew's true identity is revealed.

Because Hermione and Ron started tit-for-tat again, the entire car fell into silence again.

Gretel didn't think it was anything. He came here to hide from Penello and protect Harry. Whether there was anyone to chat with or not, it didn't matter to him.

He even enjoyed the quiet atmosphere.

Because he needed to use the desk, Gretel sat next to Hermione again and started studying each stroke.

Harry looked at it curiously, until he felt dizzy, and then he reluctantly took out a book to pass the time.

Hermione also came closer, even more fascinated than Gretel, but it could be seen from the frown on her face.

The lovely know-it-all started to feel like she was lacking in knowledge again.

Ron also wanted to come over, but for the sake of face, he finally leaned against the wall and chose to be alone in a daze.

At noon, they had a rather sumptuous lunch together. After all, there were two rich people in this box.

One is the heir to the Potter family, and the other started a communications company from scratch.

After lunch, it started to rain continuously outside the train, and there was an episode midway.

The Snake Yard trio rushed to the door to find fault with the savior, but before they could choose a target, they died under Grete's indifferent eyes.

At school, Gretel had punished them several times because of their rude remarks.

It's hard to say that his discrimination against pure-blood families wasn't because of the Mudbloods spitting out of his mouth many times by the Snake Yard trio.

He is not someone who spoils children. Whenever he hears their discussions, Gretel always makes these guys eat and beat several times a day.

As time went by, they also knew that Gretel was not someone they could afford to offend. When they met again, they were like a mouse meeting a cat, and they did not dare to let go of him with harsh words.

The further north the train went, the heavier the rain fell, and the whole world seemed to be covered. It was so dark that even light seemed like a luxury.

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Gretel: But isn't it true that dark wizards can't cast the Patronus Charm? What I learned is that if a dark wizard casts a Patronus Charm, it will backfire!

Estragon (dull): Who told you that we are dark wizards.

Gretel: Historical Records.

Estragon: History is like a little girl dressed up as a winner. The really important things will only be buried.

Call God to protect you~

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