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0317 The Muggles

The Time-Turner was not damaged by Greyback, but mysteriously broke after a time travel. Professor Watson also knew about this.

Ron pursed his lips and didn't say anything.

The Weasley family's financial situation was indeed not good, but Ron was also from a genuine "pure blood" family. Growing up under such influence, he had some understanding of the "behind-the-scenes operations" of the Ministry that couldn't be put on the table. And Harry's face also looked a bit unnatural.

0316 Bad Luck

Bryan, who had become famous in the wizarding world, was busy dealing with the constant stream of invitations to parties and discussions. Meanwhile, Harry, Hermione, and Ron were not having a good time at school.

Although the three of them claimed to be fully recovered, Madam Pomfrey insisted on keeping them in the hospital wing for observation. She forced them to drink strange potions and examined their pupils for any unsettling changes.

Finally, a week after the werewolf inciden...

0315 Plans

Not to mention that Bryan would also be implicated.

 Just think about it, the Director of the Hogwarts Student Safety Office, recipient of the Order of Merlin, First Class, a Wizengamot member, a senior advisor to the Ministry of Magic, and the hero who wiped out Greyback and his werewolf pack, actually ignored a werewolf by his side-How would the wizarding public react to this?

Not to mention, the reality was that Remus couldn't leave St. Mungo's for the time being.

"W...

0314 Request of Malfoys

According to Lucius's personal desires, only the resignation of Dumbledore himself could quell his anger.

However, Lucius was a shrewd and well aware that the actual circumstances surrounding the situation were far more complex and intricate than they appeared on the surface. If Dumbledore or Bryan Watson were to be held accountable and forced to bear the burden of consequence for their negligence, then what of the Ministry of Magic itself, which bore an even greater responsibility in t...

0313 The Life of Rich

During his tenure at Hogwarts, Bryan's office door crack was no stranger to being stuffed with notes from those energetic witches in senior years. However, being professed adoration to in person by a middle-aged wizard was an experience entirely new to Bryan.

Amidst the ceaseless torrent of the man's outpouring, Bryan learned that this wizard's name was Annison Cohen. A naïve youth whose dreams had been consumed by the allure of becoming an Auror, a guardian standing resolute against t...

Improved/Experimental Chapter

I experimented by adding new things like background details, extra dialogues(Unnecessary or casual). SO could you please check it in the webnovel.com site or scribblehub. It's chapter '0306 Frenzy'

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0312 Fame & St. Mungo's

The Anti-Dark Magic League, citing Bryan as their honorary vice-chairman, sent five formal letters to the British Ministry of Magic within three days, 'forcing' Bryan to fulfill his duties and give a speech at the annual Defense Against The Dark Arts Forum held in Munich.

The Wizarding Weekly, unable to meet Bryan in person, could only use the photos taken by journalists during the press conference as the cover of their magazine, and declared it the most charming smile. 

It s...

0311 The Press Conference (Part-2)

“Fundamentally, there are three points to consider,” Bryan ignored Rita Skeeter's question and began discussing his understanding of the Fiendfyre, a profound dark magic, with the journalists and Ministry of Magic officials present at the meeting.

“Firstly, the power of Fiendfyre, a deeply abhorred dark magic, is partly dependent on the caster’s violent emotions. This extreme mindset contributes to the uncontrollable nature of Fiendfyre, which, after being successfully conjured,...

0310 The Press Conference (Part-1)

Cattermole also stopped talking, not continuing. The reason he stopped was the same as Amos - because the speculation was too sensational, and they would find it absurd just thinking about it.

Mr. Weasley also guessed what his two colleagues were thinking. His first reaction was also that it was impossible, but then he remembered the incident that befell his eldest son Bill and his second son Charlie on that unfortunate night in their fifth year.

At just sixteen, Bryan Watson sing...

0309 Commendations

Amelia handled the unexpected situation that troubled Hagrid and Hermione with such ease, showcasing her abilities and the convenience of her power and authority to Bryan in full display.

Truth be told, for a brief moment, Bryan seriously considered whether he should wade into the mess at the Ministry of Magic, but he quickly came to his senses. Indeed, under a stable social order, power is a very useful thing, but when social order heads towards chaos, his own strength holds more sway....

0308 Acquaintance?

The elevator quickly reached the basement level one. As the gate opened, Norus strode out and headed towards the left corridor, while Bryan glanced deeply at the tall wizard who had disappeared into an office and followed Amelia Bones to the Minister's office on the right.

"This Norus--"

The atmosphere on the basement level one, where the Minister's office was located, was solemn and dignified. Invisibly, there was a heavy force suppressing people's hearts. Hagrid was obviously a ...

0307 Ministry of Magic

"Ugh!"

A slight explosion pushed aside the floating dust in the air. It was 6 o'clock in the morning, and the bustling city center was at the boundary between day and night. The energetic young people had finished their exciting nightlife and were heading home to rest, while the middle-aged people who were busy with their lives had just left their warm and comfortable beds, busy tidying up their appearances.

 "It seems we're in luck, Hagrid. We didn't run into those crazy rep...

0306 Frenzy

Snape leaned against the pillow, a tear of uttter despair rolling down his cheek, his lifeless eyes reflecting the depths of his heartache.

Bryan didn't offer any consolation. After a soft sigh, he stared at the faint light in the gloomy sky where a faint light was barely visible, lost in thought.

'Is there a way for Professor Snape to step out of the shadows in his heart?'

Bryan had been pondering this question for some time but couldn't find a solution. He even co...

0305 The Visit

Early in the morning at eight o'clock.

At this time in the past, it was the peak period for the students and staff of the school to have meals in the great hall. However, the intense and exciting Quidditch match yesterday kept most of the students from sleeping, especially Gryffindors. They celebrated all night crazily as their house retained the chance in the title race for House-Cup.

The staff members were also exhausted from the events that happened late last night. So, on this...

0304 Hocruxes

"Well, let's leave it at that--" Bryan pushed those thoughts back into his mind and regained his focus.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, what do you plan to do with this soul fragment in the Locket? Destroy it or temporarily keep it?"

"In my opinion, there is no need to keep it."

When it came to Horcruxes, Dumbledore's tone became solemn again.

"Alright--"

Bryan shrugged his shoulders, the wand falling into his palm.

"The soul fragment is hidden in the Locket, and i...

The Use of AI

I started using AI from previous 10chapters or so, Should i tone it down a little as some said it is getting harder and complex to read. Please share your thoughts in comments.

0303 The engravings

Dumbledore shifted his focus from the Horcrux to the shimmering locket, examining its exquisite craftsmanship in solemn silence. Bryan, too, remained silent, lost in thought.

The appearance of Godric Gryffindor on the island of Avalon and his cryptic parting words—"In Salazar's Chamber of Secrets, all the answers to your questions lie"—had left Bryan pondering. The four founders of Hogwarts seemed to possess knowledge of events that would unfold a thousand years later. 

B...

0302 The Price

Bryan recounted his journey, his voice echoing slightly in the vastness of the room. "--The Whomping Willow by the Quidditch pitch. I learned from Harry that it is a secret passage that even Fudge didn't know about. Following that passage, I arrived at the Shrieking Shack. And that night, it was cold, so Sirius left the cave where he usually hid to avoid the heavy snow--" 

"A wonderful coincidence--" Dumbledore interjected, his voice tinged with a note of admiration. “Thanks to t...

0301 Invitation

In his excitement, Fudge clicked his tongue in slight dissatisfaction.

"You should have been gentler, Bryan. If we could publicly show Greyback and Peter both, the effect would be much better, and we would also reduce the impact of this matter."

"Sorry--"

Bryan, with a shrug of his shoulders and a helpless expression, defended his actions.

"You know, Minister, when the werewolves tried to storm Hogsmeade and attack the villagers, there were many of them and their emoti...

0300 His Thoughts

"Cough—Cough--" Bryan, who was choked by the flying ashes, coughed a few times, muttering in confusion, “Who was it that presided over the trial and ordered Sirius Black to be sent to Azkaban back then?”

Bryan’s voice was barely audible, a soft murmur that seemed to blend seamlessly with the hushed ambiance of the dimly-lit office. The room, usually bustling with the day’s cacophony, now lay in a thick blanket of silence, punctuated only by the faint crackling of the fireplace...

0299 Negotiations

The corridor leading to the hospital wing was a beacon of light and activity in the otherwise darkened castle. Madam Pomfrey, the matron, was a flurry of motion, darting between rooms with a sense of urgency that matched the gravity of the situation.

Harry and Hermione approached their room, which remained closed. As they neared the door, Dumbledore’s voice reached them, muffled but clear, “If you’re not sure what to do, Miss Granger, I suggest you follow the original path. I wish...

0298 Whispers of time

“Who is this person? A villager from Hogsmeade?” Ms. Bones inquired, her monocle catching the moonlight as she peered intently at Bryan, seeking answers.

“Remus Lupin,” Bryan revealed, his voice steady. “I’m sure you all know him. He is currently serving as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Alas, he has endured much at the hands of werewolves—a tragic plight that may well end his tenure as the professor.”

The...

0297 The Fiendfyre

The atmosphere was thick with a pressure so profound, it could be likened to the crushing depths of the Mariana Trench. Greyback, suspended in the air, found himself immobilized, his body rigid as if he were an ancient insect on the cusp of being forever enshrined in amber’s golden tomb.

“No progress at all—” The voice that resonated through the charged air was laced with a palpable disappointment, a tone that seemed to reverberate with the very pulse of the earth. And then, as ...

0296 Fleeing Werewolves

Swoosh!

With a whoosh, an arrow shimmering with cold light and murderous aura pierced through a tree as thick as a grown man’s waist and embedded itself into the midst of a fleeing pack of wolves. Amidst the metallic ring, a werewolf was nailed to a rock, letting out a piercing howl. However, the sound was short-lived; Ronan arrived swiftly, his spear piercing the werewolf’s throat, ending its wicked life.

This scene unfolded before Greyback, causing the nefar...

0295 Escape from death

Hermione rushed over, dragging the white cocoon that enveloped Peter, but the task was too strenuous for a young witch, and Peter, unable to see the commotion outside, struggled violently.

"Come and help me, Harry!"

Sweat soaked through the gauze wrapped around her forehead wound, and Hermione stamped her feet in frustration.

Sometimes Hermione was frighteningly clever, but occasionally, she could be as slow and clueless as Neville.

"Why don't you use magic, Hermione?"...

0294 Denizens of the Crater

Finally, they reached the top of the long hillside. Now, before them lay a vast crater-like depression.

‘Ron is really lucky!’

Upon seeing what was in the pit, a nonsensical thought popped into Harry’s head.

Spiders—not the small ones the size of fingernails found in cupboards, but massive ones as big as carriage horses, with eight legs, eight green eyes, and bodies covered in black, bristly hair.

In the crater, there were at least hundreds of such spi...

0293 Tracking

Bryan, floating mid-air, stretched lazily. After glancing into the distance and confirming that the centaurs had started their journey back, he chuckled softly and followed the two youngsters.

At this moment, Harry regretted not bringing his firebolt. If he had it, he could have caught up with Peter in a blink of an eye. But Now, he had to rely on his legs to leap through the complex terrain of the forest, keeping pace with Hermione.

About ten minutes later, aside from the sound o...

0292 Untimely Topic

In the waning hours of a frostbitten January evening, Harry Potter’s silhouette stood motionless at the edge of the Forbidden Forest. His eyes, usually a vivid green, were dulled by the weight of disappointment. He had lingered long enough, hope waning like the day’s light, for a sign of the person he yearned to see. But as the reality of solitude settled in, he released a heavy sigh that mingled with the cold air, and with a sense of urgency, he and Hermione rushed into the Forbidden For...

0291 The Original Road

Had the night not been laden with astonishments, Harry would have marveled at the revelation of the Time-Turner.

"Oh—"

Just then, Hermione came to an abrupt halt, stopping in her tracks, surprised at an office door left open along the corridor.

"He actually forgot to close his office door—"

Hermione whispered, but then she realized she shouldn't make any noise and covered her mouth.

This was Professor Lupin's office, but he was not there. Harry suddenly remem...

0290 Dangerous task

“Professor Lupin, he’s badly injured, you need to save him!”

Dumbledore’s response was a low murmur, a sound that seemed to carry the weight of the world within it. “Yes, it can be expected that Remus is not in a good situation right now, but Harry, there are probably more urgent matters. Ah, Miss Granger is here.”

The creak of the door hinge was a prelude to Hermione’s entrance, her figure framed by the doorway as she rushed in, a bandage adorning her forehead like ...