Chapter 339: Holiday Arrangements

After learning the whole plan, for Luo En, the time before Easter became exceptionally long. But for Harry, days were just days; he continued his classes, wrote his homework, practiced Occlumency every week, and occasionally attended meetings.

It is worth mentioning that Harry's progress in Occlumency began to become more and more obvious. After Snape read the wrong memories a few times, he gave good evaluations without hesitation. It's just that in his view, the progress was still a bit slow—although there was still a long time before the official election, Snape hoped to let the Death Eaters get to know Saruman in advance.

And the progress of the Order of the Phoenix in finding Horcruxes was in a state of complete stagnation, or even regression: Emmeline felt that the Lestranges might have transferred the location of the Horcrux, so she proposed to search the places they had searched again.

When will these people think that perhaps the Lestranges just chose to trust others, and then put the thing in the vault? I'm afraid it will take a long time, long enough for Snape to be willing to give a hint.

Time flowed, and at the beginning of March, Arnold fulfilled his promise. On a Friday afternoon, he invited a guest professor to give a public lecture to the students—Johnny English.

"Oh, I thought there would be something fresh." Facing the ace Auror who winked at him quietly, Harry felt very close, but also a bit disappointed.

"This is normal, he will definitely find a foolproof, absolutely error-free, middle-of-the-road option for the first person." Zhang Qiu, who was sitting beside him, said.

Johnny English told the students about his secret protection of Harry in the third year and finally catching "Sirius". Some students who didn't know the reason felt it was very interesting, but for Harry who knew the truth, he still felt this story wasn't real enough, and some details conflicted with the story Snape made up for Saruman. For this point, Harry also thought of a countermeasure; he could tell the Death Eaters that Johnny wanted to brag in front of the students, so he deliberately said so—this countermeasure probably wouldn't be used, because the Death Eaters qualified to know about Saruman and the Death Eaters who could hear this story obviously couldn't be the same batch.

After Johnny finished the story, he stayed for a day and participated in the next day's Deng Buliduo's Army training.

"Your training strategy lacks a very important part." Johnny stood with his hands behind his back, using a leader's tone to point out work, "We actually rarely fight alone, you need to determine your partner and practice the dueling skills of two people cooperating."

"You have a very good point." Crest said respectfully, recording this suggestion; after all, Johnny was still his immediate superior.

The students politely gave him some face, and then Johnny pulled Harry aside, preparing to talk to him alone.

"Harry, do you know?" He said mysteriously, "The Ministry of Magic is going to do a big thing at the end of June, and I am responsible for arranging the venue and security work."

End of June? Many things flashed through Harry's mind, and finally, he realized that perhaps this so-called "big thing" was the Dark Lord election.

"Right, your eyes tell me you are not completely ignorant." Johnny raised his eyebrows, "Almost all the high-level Death Eaters will participate, my suggestion is... uh, I have no suggestion, I just invite you to visit my work."

"What do you mean?" Harry felt he didn't quite understand.

"I am responsible for the venue's defense and security, which means, whether the Death Eaters want to protect themselves, or rely on the power of the Auror Office to maintain order at the scene, the guard post positions and defense force distribution plans are all done by me." Johnny tried hard to blink, trying to make Harry understand his hint, "If you aspire to be an excellent Auror in the future, I think this is a very good internship opportunity, are you coming to visit?"

"Thanks, but I don't think it's necessary." Harry wasn't interested in this at all, or rather, even if he were interested, he didn't want to learn from Johnny English.

"Tsk!" Johnny pouted dissatisfiedly, "I want to say, do you think after you know this information, will you 'accidentally' let it slip, so it's convenient for the Order of the Phoenix to raid the conference site?"

"Absolutely not." Harry shook his head like a rattle; he would be crazy to direct the Order of the Phoenix to raid the conference site—did he want them to catch "Saruman" red-handed?

"Alright, that's really a pity." Johnny sighed very regretfully, "Do you have other plans?"

"Yes, I do have other plans." Harry replied politely, but he wasn't prepared to reveal any information.

For the second guest professor public lecture, Arnold invited Mr. Newt Scamander. He enthusiastically told the children about some of his adventures when he was young, and incidentally popularized knowledge about magical creatures. For Hogwarts students, having the luck to see the author of a living textbook come to give a public lecture was a very happy thing. But for Harry, who had always regarded Arnold as an old fox and believed every step he took had deep meaning, he always felt something was wrong.

If inviting Johnny was to show Harry an opportunity to round up the Death Eaters (but that also meant a fierce battle and many casualties), then what was inviting Newt for? This was probably an optional idle move?

On the last Friday before the Easter holiday, when the guest professor walked onto the podium, all the students began to cheer—it was Hagrid.

"Thanks, children, thanks, it feels so good to be back here..." Hagrid wore a shiny fur coat, the whole person looked like he had been thoroughly washed, and his face was filled with a happy smile.

"For the past period of time, I have been staying in Beauxbatons, looking for ways for the giant tribe living in Europe to integrate into the wizarding world..." Harry noticed that Hagrid had become more confident. He now spoke more clearly, his language was fluent, and his tone was like an experienced professor, which sounded very comfortable.

"Of course, this is a difficult, thankless job. After all, it's not just wizards who don't like giants, giants aren't very willing to embrace civilization either. But I think this is a very meaningful thing. Because, many people haven't realized that the giant species is already on the verge of extinction. We need to find a way to protect them, maybe they don't have to integrate into wizarding society with equal status, but at least we can provide them with a place, with someone watching over them, so they don't beat themselves to death. Speaking of which, I must sincerely thank Madame Maxime, she is a great educator as great as Deng Buliduo..."

Perhaps, Hagrid's progress was also the merit of Madame Maxime, Harry thought happily.

Hagrid mentioned that Madame Maxime had hired him as a guest professor at Beauxbatons, so he would only stay here until the end of Easter, and he would officially return next year.

"Doesn't this mean Beauxbatons has started its holiday?" Harry muttered uncertainly.

"Hogwarts, lose!" Luo En echoed.

After the guest public lecture ended, Harry naturally stood up and looked at his companions on his left and right.

"I say, let's go find Hagrid for tea." Harry proposed, "Haven't seen him for a long time."

"I completely agree." Luo En agreed quickly.

"I have no opinion either." Zhang Qiu nodded.

It's just that when they arrived at Hagrid's hut, they found smoke rising there, firelight shining at the window, and some conversation faintly coming out, only then did they realize someone had arrived first.

They approached slightly, hearing it was Hermione's voice, so they relaxed all of a sudden, and Luo En prepared to step forward to knock on the door. But Zhang Qiu pulled him back and signaled Harry to take out the Invisibility Cloak.

Harry felt a bit guilty as he unfolded the Invisibility Cloak, and the three of them lay on the window in a very wretched posture—after all, they were all a bit big, and this Invisibility Cloak couldn't perfectly cover their feet.

"... I hope to bring him back, Madame Maxime is a bit annoyed, she didn't say it, but I know it's inappropriate to trouble her like this." Hagrid's voice came out, "Bring him back, teach him some rules... he caused quite a mess in Beauxbatons."

"But why do you want to bring him out? Can't he be with his own people?" Hermione asked.

"They all bully him because he's too small." Hagrid sighed heavily, "And I can't just leave him alone."

"That's true, but to be fair, he only brings trouble wherever he goes." Hermione also sighed, "You still have to continue to teach at Beauxbatons, right? Then who will take care of him?"

"This is the thing I'm preparing to ask you for, Hermione." Hagrid sounded a bit conflicted, "Harry is too busy, he has too many things to worry about, I can't for private reasons—"

"But to be fair, I'm afraid I don't have that much energy either, I still need to deal with exams..." Hermione said very embarrassedly, "Is there no other way? Charity organizations or something?"

"No, Hermione, no, there wasn't before, and I'm afraid there won't be in the future, unless I open one myself." Hagrid's tone was quite dull, "At worst, at worst I'll tie him up, tie him in a place in the Forbidden Forest, he can find some food himself, birds, deer, etc., you just need to come and accompany him, try to teach him to speak, that's fine too."

"But you must bring him back, right?" A strange voice appeared, Harry soon thought that it should be Elena.

"Yes." Hagrid said very firmly, "After all, he has nowhere else to go."

"Then we will go with you, you are preparing to set off during the holiday, right." Elena said, "We can cultivate feelings with him first, or to be pessimistic, if we find he is too fierce and we find it difficult to fulfill this commission, then it will be too late to think of other ways."

"Are we really going to—" In surprise, Hermione's voice was much louder.

"Of course, Grawp is Hagrid's younger brother after all." Elena said with seeming sympathy.

"Ah, oh." Zhang Qiu laughed in a low voice, "It seems, the gears of fate have begun to turn." ===== CHAPTER 340 =====