Promotion and salary increase start at Hogwarts

"You're saying that Harry Potter might be prevented from enrolling by his stupid Muggle relatives?"

Bertha Jorkins' tone revealed worry, but her cheerful expression betrayed her true mood.

Bertha Jorkins, a gossip girl who loves to pry into other people's secrets, was driven crazy because she couldn't tell others about Harry Potter's whereabouts. Now Luo Cheng told her such a big news. She

I really can't bear it anymore.

"Of course not! Harry Potter is our savior! How can he spend his whole life with those stupid Muggle relatives? Is your information reliable?"

"Very reliable. I am absolutely sure that I have been tracking Harry Potter's relationship with the Dursleys recently and found that he has been suffering abuse."

Luo Cheng handed the photo taken with the magic camera to Bertha Jorkins. The photo showed the scene when Dudley and his followers were chasing and beating Harry.

"But this only goes to show that Harry Potter was treated poorly by his Muggle relatives."

Luo Cheng took out another DVD player, "This is a Muggle product. It can record what happened in the past."

He pressed the button in front of Bertha Jorkins.

"Potter! You are going to Stonewall Middle School! On the first day of school at Stonewall Middle School, they will dip the new students' heads into the toilet." On the camera, a fat boy was speaking viciously to Harry Potter.

The camera switched again, this time it was Harry pointing at something that looked like a rag soaked in a basin of gray-black water and saying.

"What's this?"

"Your new school uniform." A mean-looking woman said.

Harry glanced into the basin again.

"Oh," he said, "I didn't know it had to be so wet."

"Don't be stupid," the woman scolded, "I'll dye Dudley's old clothes for you to use. After I dye them, they will look exactly like everyone else's."

The camera started switching again.

Harry Potter stood trembling at the door holding an envelope with a wax seal, a shield of arms, and a capital "h" surrounded by a lion, an eagle, a badger and a snake.

"Boy, get it here quickly!" It was a man's rude voice.

A fat man snatched the envelope from Harry's hand.

"That's for me!" said Harry, looking as if he wanted to take the letter back.

"Who will write you a letter?" the fat man said sarcastically, shaking the letter away with one hand and glancing at it. His face suddenly turned from red to blue, faster than the traffic light changed. It was over.

It didn't end here. Within seconds his face turned as gray as cereal.

"Penny, Penny!" he said breathlessly.

The mean-looking woman just now took the letter out of curiosity. As soon as she read the first line, she seemed to faint. She grabbed her throat and choked, as if she was going to lose her breath.

"Dursley! Ouch! Oh my God—Dursley!"

They looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn't say anything.

"Vernon," the woman said in a trembling voice, "look at this address—how do they know where he sleeps? They're not watching our house, are they?"

"Surveillance—snooping in secret—maybe even following us," the fat man complained angrily.

"But what are we going to do, Vernon? Do we want a reply? Tell them we don't want—"

"No," he finally said, "no, we'll just ignore him. If they don't get a reply... yes, that's the best way... we'll just stand still..."

The movie on the DVD player had ended, and Bertha Jorkins gritted her teeth as she watched it.

"It's too much! These Muggles really want Harry Potter to be a Muggle like them all his life. But Arabella Figg said that Dumbledore told us that we are paying attention to Harry Potter's

What should we do to prevent anyone from the wizarding world from contacting him before he enters school? Should we use pressure from public opinion? How about telling these things to the reporters of the Daily Prophet? Rita Skeeter and I

We have a good relationship with her, and for such big news as Harry Potter, I can let her give a full page in the Daily Prophet!"

"Don't!"

Luo Cheng almost wanted to roll his eyes. This Bertha Jorkins really doesn't care about anything. If you ask Rita Skeeter to write a full-page report with that random fabricator, you're not going to offend Dumbledore in the same way.

And the offense was even more serious.

"Professor Dumbledore wouldn't want us to make such a big fuss."

"What should we do? The admission notice to Hogwarts is issued to all children with wizard qualifications in England. If the child's guardian is unwilling to let the child go, Hogwarts will not go against the wishes of those parents.

Yes, we can’t let Harry Potter really be a Muggle for the rest of his life!”

That's because you don't know that this is all Dumbledore's script! Luo Cheng secretly laughed in his heart. Of course he knew that no matter how the Dursleys tried to stop it, Harry Potter would eventually be able to successfully enter Hogwarts, but Bertha...

Jorkins doesn’t know. In the workplace, work is about constantly discovering and solving problems. If there are no problems, then you have to create problems.

"I thought we could solve this problem in another way."

Luo Cheng said, "I looked at the responsibilities of Muggle liaison officers, and one of them is to protect magical creatures and wizards. Muggle liaison officers can directly intervene in Muggle behavior when necessary."

"Are you going to go directly to teach Harry Potter's nasty Muggle relatives a lesson?" Bertha Jorkins blinked, "This is a good idea, but it is against the Ministry of Magic's prohibition for wizards to cast spells on Muggles.

"

"That's not what I meant. I meant that I can solve this problem the Muggle way and get them to agree to Harry Potter's admission."

"In the Muggle way?" Bertha Jorkins didn't quite understand what Luo Cheng meant, but seeing how confident Luo Cheng was, she decided to support her subordinate.

"Okay, then you might as well try your method first. If it succeeds, I will give you a performance evaluation. If not, let's write a letter to Dumbledore."