bacchusnovels Chapter 587 Let your Muggle parents hide
Chapter 587 Let your Muggle parents hide
Chapter 583 Let your Muggle parents hide
Moving the Grangers wasn't as complicated as I'd imagined.
Before Sean arrived, Hermione had made ample mental preparations for the two of them.
The Grangers were undoubtedly enlightened.
Many things are not so important in the face of life and death.
Although Shaun is capable of protecting Granger and his wife, Hermione, as a prefect, must set an example in response to Hogwarts' call to "keep your Muggle parents in the dark."
This story begins the day before the Christmas holidays.
Amid the increasingly tense and turbulent situation in the British wizarding world, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, in conjunction with the Department of Safety and Security of the Ministry of Magic, has issued an urgent document urging all students to take measures to ensure the safety of their Muggle relatives at home.
The document explicitly states: "If a student has an immediate Muggle relative, they should be assisted immediately in relocating or hiding them to prevent them from being harmed in the current chaotic situation at the border between the wizarding and Muggle worlds."
This was an arrangement Sean made to maintain the morale of the students.
Many young wizards from the Muggle world are worried that their unarmed parents might become targets of Death Eaters because of their children's time at Hogwarts, given the current situation.
To keep these young wizards learning, Sean resorted to this desperate measure.
This policy is based on a security measure.
It is important to emphasize that this policy was not initiated for any other reason.
Some may mistakenly believe that the policy was implemented out of concern for certain individuals—for example, Sean's worry that if students were forced to drop out due to danger to their families, it would affect Hogwarts' student population and further strain the school's already tight finances.
However, this idea is a misinterpretation or even a disregard for the original intent of the policy.
Absolutely not. Sean isn't that kind of person.
He also absolutely did not sign any agreements with the magic ministries of other countries to promote tourism.
The Grangers left England and settled temporarily in France.
For the Grangers, it was more like a vacation.
To ensure the two of them had a "pleasant vacation".
Sean paid for everything out of his own pocket, covering all aspects of food, clothing, accommodation, and transportation.
This touched Hermione deeply.
Everyone spent the Christmas holiday at Black's old house again.
Although the weather outside was bitterly cold and the shadow of war had not yet receded, the house was filled with the warmth of the fireplace, the steaming food, and the sound of intimate laughter.
A dozen or so people sat together happily, creating a warm and cozy atmosphere.
The dinner table was bustling with activity, with plates piled high with homemade roast chicken, pumpkin pie, and stewed beef.
George and Fred were stuffing honey ham into their mouths while exchanging a mysterious glance. After swallowing the ham, they stopped using their knives and forks.
"Dad, Mom," George began, a hint of smugness in his voice, "we've actually been keeping something from you, and today we think it's time to tell you—"
Ron glanced at the turkey on the plate, but didn't care.
What could the two older brothers be hiding from their mother? Did they find them in a trash can?
This cannot replace the enjoyment derived from the food in front of you.
“Yes,” Fred chimed in, raising his eyebrows high, “we’ve made a lot of money these days. Not the kind of small-time profits you see, but real Galleons—the ledgers are practically overflowing.”
This sentence successfully made Ron put down his knife and fork.
—Perhaps, he has found his career path.
For a moment, the sounds on the table seemed to quiet down.
After they finished speaking, the two men took out two money bags filled with Galleons and handed them to Molly and Arthur.
This feeling is incredibly powerful.
When parents see that their children are capable of supporting themselves —
"We're even considering expanding our branches."
Fred blinked, still adding.
"Perhaps in Hogsmeade, or even further—as far as France or Germany?"
The two of them seemed to be kicking off today's Christmas dinner.
Everyone was discussing their own changes.
But since the Weasleys were all there, it felt more like a year-end summary for the Weasleys.
Arthur and Molly didn't have much to say, but they each talked about the recent events at the Ministry of Magic.
But when these are mentioned, one name is inevitably left out.
Percy.
It's just that a few people deliberately concealed his story, but it's hard not to think about it.
Finally, Molly "casually" brought up Percy's matter.
"Phillips—have you heard anything from Percy lately?"
Ginny paused, her hand holding the fork momentarily still; Hermione was in no better shape.
It was as if I had heard a name I shouldn't have heard.
The Weasley twins started talking again, making the atmosphere at the table even more lively.
But Sean still decided to give Mrs. Molly an answer.
He put down his cup, turned his head, and answered softly.
"Yes, madam. He—violated some legal provisions and was formally charged and imprisoned by the Ministry of Magic. The sentence is not severe, exactly two years, and it's considered an internal matter."
Molly paused, opened her mouth as if to ask something, but didn't say anything.
Sean understood her look and softly added a sentence.
"He's doing well now, and he's only being held inside the Ministry of Magic. The others know his special status and haven't treated him too harshly. Madam, there's no need to worry too much."
Molly lowered her head, gave a soft "hmm," wiped her eyes with her hand, and continued to pick up food as if nothing had happened.
The parents in the audience were heartbroken.
This was just a minor incident.
Hermione talked about the advanced Apparition techniques she had recently learned on her own, Lupin briefly mentioned his mediation work in the werewolf community, and Sirius, having had too much to drink, started reminiscing about the past again.
Everyone has something to say, everyone has a story.
Around 8 p.m., the Christmas dinner gradually came to an end.
Sean returned to his room and saw someone who had been waiting for him on his bed.