Hogwarts Card Drawer

"After the Mysterious Man, another rising star in the magic world—Cronus Slughorn."

As soon as he opened the newspaper, the huge headline on Rita Skeeter's exclusive report caught Kronos' attention.

"It's really eye-catching to put me and the name of the mysterious person together." Kronos had to admit that the Daily Prophet is very good at pondering readers' hearts.

"Cronus Slughorn, Hogwarts first-year freshman who is only twelve years old. He has already experienced a tragic life at a young age, just like the mysterious man. But he has a more Mysterious people have even stronger talents."

Kronos frowned slightly, this Rita Skeeter is really a mysterious person who can't leave a word.

"Kronoski himself also showed disdain for the mysterious person, and called him by his first name."

"He is a student I have seen who is not as gifted in magic as I am. Dumbledore gave him the highest evaluation."

"However, many wizards expressed their concerns after knowing that Chronos was studying in the Slytherin branch of Hogwarts. They all worried that Chronos would become the next black man after the Mysterious Man and Grindelwald. Demon King."

At the bottom is a photograph of Chronos in his Hogwarts uniform standing in the Ministry of Magic's atrium.

Chronos finally understood the meaning of what Dumbledore said when he left. As soon as this report came out, Chronos' reputation can be said to be on par with Voldemort and Dumbledore.

It's not that Chronos is afraid of Voldemort, it's that Chronos knows the power of killing. As the saying goes, the higher you stand, the harder you fall.

Kronos threw away the newspaper. He thought that he would be famous one day, but he didn't think it would happen so soon. He can only accept it calmly, and now he just wants to make up for a good night's sleep.

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But today, it is destined not to follow Kronos' wish. Kronos has just been lying on the bed for a while. There was another knock on his door.

"No matter who is standing outside the door, I must give him a vicious spell." Kronos took out his wand in an atmosphere.

"Little Kronos, it's been a long time." The person standing outside the door gave him a big bear hug.

The spell Chronos had prepared could not be recited again. Who else could call him that but his unreliable godfather?

"Why are you here?" Kronos finally broke free from Horace's embrace.

"You still have the nerve to say it?" Horace glared at Chronos angrily. "You made such a big commotion, why can't I not come as your godfather? And why didn't you write to me for a semester?"

"I don't have my own owl." Kronos scratched his head embarrassingly. He did ignore the lonely old man.

"Hmph! This is no excuse, Hogwarts has a public owl."

"Huh? Where did you get this dragon? How come I've never seen one?" Horace found Toothless lying on the ground basking in the sun.

"Stop, stop, stop." Kronos saw Horace's bright eyes, and he knew that the old professor had another occupational disease. He always likes to collect some rare potion raw materials.

"This is the partner I signed the contract with the magic circle. It will replace my owl's duties in the future." Kronos hurriedly stopped Horace, and he saw that Horace had put his hands in his arms. It is his habit to carry equipment with him.

"Okay!" Horace reluctantly left Toothless Boy. The innocent Toothless Boy was still lying there lazily, unaware that he was going to be missing parts just now.

"What are you doing here?" Kronos quickly changed the subject.

"Oh, yes!" Horace patted his bald forehead.

"Aren't you going to attend the honoring ceremony of the Order of Merlin tonight? I'm here to give you a dress." Horace had already pulled out a set of European aristocratic services as he said that.

"I knew it." Kronos thought to himself. The Honor Ceremony of the Order of Merlin is attended by the holders of the Order of Merlin, but the family members of the recipients can also accompany them. How could Horace, who liked aristocratic occasions, pass up such an opportunity?

Chronos had noticed what he was wearing since he entered the door. He was wearing a well-tailored, simple and slim linen-colored formal suit, with a Scottish-style shirt with a strong European preppy flavor on his neck. But even formal attire couldn't hide Horace's big belly whenever she stood up and moved around. Kronos couldn't help laughing.

On this day, Chronos couldn't come back to sleep.

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The award ceremony was held in the auditorium of the Ministry of Magic. The award ceremony of the Merlin Sir Order is a special honor given by the Merlin Sir Order to the third class and above. And issued by a second class medalist or first class medalist. Chronos is the recipient of the second-class medal, so the awarder can only be Cornelius Fudge.

At this time, the members of Sir Merlin will gather together to celebrate the addition of new members.

When Kronos came, there were already some wizards present. Today's Kronos is extraordinarily dazzlingly dressed by Horace.

I saw Chronos was extremely handsome, his face was as sharp as a sculpture, and his angular face was extremely handsome. Looks like wild, but the casual revealing eyes can not be underestimated. A head of platinum curly hair, under a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows is a pair of slender peach blossom eyes, full of passion, people will fall into it if they are not careful. With a tall nose and moderately thick red lips, there was a dazzling smile.

Kronos and Horace attracted the attention of many people, and Horace directly pulled Kronos forward and introduced them one by one. In his little head, Kronos really couldn't remember these ridiculously long names for a while.

After a while, nearly a hundred 'Sir Merlin' wearing various gowns were gathering in the auditorium. They each formed a circle and chatted freely in their own circles holding goblets.

After Horace took Chronos for a few laps, he dropped Chronos and went up to talk.

"Are you Chronos Slughorn?" A kind voice sounded from behind Chronos.