Chapter 82 You Become the Rumored Boyfriend (5,000 Words Long Chapter, And

Chapter 82 You Come Be the Gossip Boyfriend (5,000 words, one more chapter.)

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

The Ministry of Magic sent several black cars and several Aurors in emerald green velvet to escort them.

Originally, Ginny should have traveled with Harry and the other two, but this girl blushed and couldn't say a word of nervousness when she faced Harry.

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

At the request of Harry and the other two, Mrs. Molly agreed to their request to ride in the same car.

Anyway, there were Aurors from the Ministry of Magic, so even if there were no adults, they would have someone to take care of them if something happened.

At least, Harry could be well protected by the Aurors, and that was enough.

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

Percy was mumbling until he got on the bus. He had always wanted to have more contact with Gretel, especially after hearing that Fudge was supporting the communication store.

Gretel instinctively sat in the co-pilot seat. In his opinion, it was inappropriate for the other three children to sit in the front no matter who sat in the front.

The Auror of the Ministry of Magic obviously knew Gretel's identity. The face that had been serious since the beginning of the meeting actually raised the corner of his mouth in a friendly manner.

After getting on the bus, Ron and Hermione hugged Harry together. They were already in the third grade. As long as they obtained the consent of their guardians, they could legally go to Hogsmeade Village on a specific day.

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

After hearing that Hermione and Ron had both received the consent slip from their parents, Harry fell silent and whispered for a long time.

"Aunt Peggy and Uncle Vernon disagreed. 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 eyes to Gretel in the front row.

"Grete, what about you? Didn't you say you didn't go home during the holidays? What about your consent letter?"

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

However, for the safety of everyone in the welfare home, his consent letter was taken back by Sebastian to sign after receiving the notice during the holidays.

But even with the consent letter, he might not be able to find time to go to Hogsmeade. He was very busy in the coming days.

That clever little ghost knew what Grete was worried about. Every time he went back to the welfare home for him to do something, he would circle around for a long time before he came to Mrs. Swan under the cover of night.

He originally planned to give the mobile phone to Mrs. Swan, but the magic fluctuations of the first version of the mobile phone were too large, and even if Sebastian was careful, it might attract other people's attention.

This matter had to be postponed.

Harry's expression became even more aggrieved when he learned that Grete had also obtained a consent letter to go to Hogsmeade.

Ron was worthy of being 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 also raised his eyebrows at Gretel. This child's provocative behavior almost made Gretel laugh out loud.

Hermione hesitated and also made a promise that she would stand by Harry's side.

This made Harry look much better, facing the eyes cast at him.

Gretel shrugged, "Don't look at me. If I want to go to Hogsmeade, it must be because of something important. I definitely can't guarantee it.

However, I may not have time to go there this school year. Harry, just think of it as me standing by your side."

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

The mood of a child comes and goes quickly. When the car arrived at the station, Harry was already playing with Ron again.

After getting off 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 for Gretel, who knew about it.

Thinking of this, Gretel's eyes inadvertently swept across Ron's pocket, where a dirty mouse was hidden.

An Agmanis who had never been registered, the traitor Peter Pettigrew.

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

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

Sirius would definitely still be huddled in Azkaban to atone for his sins, until he died with regret.

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The familiar first day of school, the familiar platform nine and three quarters, this year's little wizards seem to be much more than theirs, many little hairy heads huddled beside their parents, looking at the big iron monsters around them.

Little wizards from Muggle families would also look curiously, but their expressions would mostly be a little uneasy.

Entering the station, Gretl saw a familiar person.

It was Penelope, and this was her second year as a prefect.

After getting familiar with the daily work of a prefect, she would serve as a welcomer for Ravenclaw this year and go to the station to welcome the new students.

Seeing Gretl coming, Penelope pointed to the carriage, indicating that she had taken a seat and would meet Gretl in the carriage later.

Grete looked around as soon as he got on the train. He knew that Dementors would break into the Hogwarts Express in the third grade.

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

If Remus Lupin, who accepted Dumbledore's invitation, had not happened to take the same train with Harry, it would be 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 to sell things, no other adult wizards could be found on the entire train.

Tsk tsk, Grete went back to Penelope's carriage, leaned on the velvet backrest, and couldn't help but click his tongue.

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

The train started, and Penelope got in angrily.

Grete was a little strange. Since he exploited the pirates severely, the smile on the butler's face has never disappeared.

It's not easy to make her stop smiling, let alone make her so aggressive.

"What's wrong, Penelope?" Gret asked curiously. He wanted to know who was so capable that Penelope could be so angry in such a short time.

Penelope didn't care about her image at all, and fell on her seat with a thud.

"It's the Gryffindor prefect, the red-haired Weasley.

Last school year, he confessed to me, and I clearly rejected him, but he just kept staring at me."

Gret woke up, as if in another timeline, Percy's girlfriend was from Ravenclaw, and her name seemed to be Penelope.

After a careful recollection, it seemed that there was really no other person named Penelope in the entire Ravenclaw.

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

His laughter made Penelope instantly embarrassed and angry, and she picked up the pillow and slapped Gret several times.

"You're still laughing. I'm almost annoyed."

Grete huddled in the corner and begged for mercy, and by the way, she gave Penelope advice, "If it doesn't work, just say you already have a boyfriend."

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

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

"That's right, thank my leader, next time he comes over, I'll say I have a boyfriend, and I'm sure he will give up."

Grete's words were faster than his heart, and when he heard Penelope say that, he suddenly blurted out, "What if Percy asks who your boyfriend is?

He is a determined person, and he is the most stubborn person in the entire Weasley family. He is a typical person who will never turn back until he fails completely."

Penelope pulled out the boys she was familiar with from her memory one by one, "Mr. Seni, no, no, his forehead is too bright.

Mr. Cedric, no, I remember that he seems to have someone he likes, can't Because I ruined it.

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

..."

Grete rubbed his head in worry, "Dear Miss Clearwater, you're just looking for an excuse to reject someone, not really choosing a boyfriend, is it necessary to go through so much trouble?"

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

Grete 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 he studied Grindelwald's notes thoroughly, the second epoch-making invention might be released.

For a while, the only sound in the whole carriage was Penelope's mumbling to herself and the friction sound of Grete's pen tip scratching the notes from time to time.

Penelope's eyes were gradually attracted by Grete, and the more she looked at her, the brighter her eyes became. What else was there to look for? There was already a ready candidate.

Although Grete was only thirteen, he was well developed and his height was no longer considered a child, and he was mature beyond his years.

His mature temperament was much stronger than those of Penelope's age, and with his good looks, he was definitely a candidate for a rumored boyfriend.

In addition to the honors he had won and the achievements he had made, it was hard to believe that Percy Weasley could raise the confidence to compare with Grete.

Feeling that the matter had been resolved, Penelope instantly relaxed, and observed Grete in her research out of boredom, and gradually became addicted to it.

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

When he raised his head, he saw Penelope's glowing eyes, which frightened him and made him shudder.

"Why are you staring at me?" Grete asked in confusion.

Grete's voice woke up Penelope who was absorbed in watching. She shook her head embarrassedly and lifted the hair hanging by her mouth to her ears.

Then, she sat directly next to Grete and asked.

"My dear leader, I would like to ask, if our companions encounter difficulties, as a leader, should you help them with all your heart?"

Grete didn't understand, but nodded.

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

"Then let's do this, you become my rumored boyfriend. I don't believe that after you are here, the head of Gryffindor will still pester me."

After all, Gretel 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 in his role, 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.

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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. "

The Patronus Charm was either difficult for Gretel, or something seemed 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 say anything. 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 let out a deep growl 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.

Grete looked at it in amusement, he felt that Peter Pettigrew was really a talent, and 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 felt sympathy for him from the bottom of his heart.

Sleeping in the same bed with a middle-aged man who looks like a rat 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 she needed a desk, Gretel sat next to Hermione again and studied it stroke by stroke.

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

Hermione also came over, even more fascinated than Gretel, but it can be seen from her frowning brows.

The lovely Miss Know-It-All began to feel that she was lacking in knowledge again.

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

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

One was the heir of the Potter family, and the other started a communications company from scratch.

After lunch, it began to rain outside the train, and there was a small episode in the middle.

The Snake Court trio rushed to the door to find trouble with the savior, but they had not yet chosen a target, and they stopped in Gretel's indifferent eyes.

At school, Grete had punished them several times because of their rude words.

It is hard to say that his discrimination against pure-blood families is not because of the mudbloods that the Snake Court trio has repeatedly spit out of their mouths.

He is not a person who spoils children. Whenever he hears their discussions, Grete always makes these guys eat a few meals, several meals a day.

As time goes by, they also know that Grete is not someone they can afford to offend. When they see him again, they are like mice seeing a cat, and they dare not say harsh words.

The further north the train goes, the heavier the rain falls. The whole world seems to be covered, and the darkness makes people feel that light is a luxury.

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Small theater

Grete: But, can't dark wizards cast the Patronus Charm? I understand that dark wizards who cast the Patronus Charm will be backfired!

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

Grete: Historical records.

Estragon: History is a little girl who lets the victor dress up. The truly important things will only be buried.

Expecto Patronus~

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