Who let this Dementor into Hogwarts!

Chapter 83 Portkey transfer to Malfoy Manor, thank you

"Quit drinking?"

Edward felt that the whole world had become strange.

The dragon looks like a dog, which can be considered a problem of training method - is this weird black unicorn actually a drunkard?

No, that doesn't seem to be the point. The point is how Cohen got exposed to these things in school?

"What the hell did you do in school?!"

"Eating, sleeping, attending classes, exploring the castle, raising animals, it's pretty normal."

Cohen recounted his freshman year:

"Being at Hogwarts and not doing these things is like being the Minister of Magic but not having affairs with subordinates. This shows that this person's life pursuits and vision are both insufficient. They can't understand the benefits of this kind of pragmatism, and can only see the carefree and comfortable life of hiding in the common room and enjoying themselves. Their entire level is stuck at this level, and such a person is destined to live a relatively unsuccessful life..."

"Stop scolding me." The more Edward listened, the more he felt that Cohen was talking about him.

When Cohen suggested that Edward move in to help take care of Norbert and Aly, Edward quickly refused the request.

"If I don't stay in the bedroom at night, Rose will only have one guess, that is, I'm dead." Edward said cautiously.

"Good man, mom is really confident in you. I thought she would have two guesses: he's dead or he's found another woman outside." Cohen praised.

"It all ends the same," Edward said dryly.

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Although Edward couldn't provide Cohen with free labor, he could still help Cohen in other ways.

For example, he could use some of the unicorn hair provided by Cohen to exchange for money, and then use the money to buy a large flock of sheep and grass seeds, which he would raise in Cohen's box to provide Norbert with food for a long time.

All the cards were taken at Rose's work time, and this secret activity behind his wife's back made Edward regain the passion of his youth.

"You guys are so fucking weird."

The Count remarked one night in July, after Edward had cleaned his hands from the goat's blood and slipped stealthily out of Cohen's bedroom.

"It feels like your dad is enjoying some weird stuff."

"It's easy to understand. Think about it, if you're dating a female owl at school and she asks you not to date other owls, and then Hedwig comes to you tonight and asks if you want to go flying together," Cohen said rationally. "You'd definitely agree. You'd even think about what would happen if the owl at school found out. That kind of immoral thrill...tsk tsk tsk..."

"Edward simply chose a way to experience his own death that was both moral and risky."

"Exciting." The Earl's eyes lit up, but then turned dejected the next second, "But I haven't been with any female owls in school yet..."

"You may not be with the other owls, but Hedwig is," Cohen said mischievously. "Morality is a rule for humans. You are an owl, and owls don't need to be moral."

"Good idea!" the count exclaimed in surprise.

"Remember to bring back your eggs!" Cohen reminded the Earl warmly after he flew out.

Finally, the Earl was sent away, so that he wouldn't be bored and want to do something fancy.

Because Coin discovered that the Earl had become eager to try alcoholic beverages since he last saw Allie so addicted to it. He would even try to get some when Edward was having a few sips in the evening - but Edward would always send him away with the excuse that "birds can't drink." July was a bit of a torture for Harry next door. Although the Dursleys didn't know that Harry couldn't practice magic outside of school, Harry could only use his wand to scare Dally. The Dursleys' attitude towards him was not much better. At most, they didn't dare to push him too far or criticize his parents in front of him.

Because Cohen was Harry's classmate, the Dursleys began to distance themselves from the Nortons.

Rose was the editor of the Times, so Mr. Dursley did not adopt the same harsh attitude towards other wizards as they did. Instead, he chose to ignore the existence of this family like a turtle and forbade all of Harry's requests to go next door to play.

July passed quickly for Cohen, and every day was busy. Now a pasture has been built in the box for raising sheep.

The grass that Cohen created with Transfiguration could not provide food for the sheep, but due to the presence of magical fertilizer, the newly planted real grass grew very fast, and even the reproduction rate of the sheep increased a lot.

This made Cohen wonder if there was something wrong mixed in the fertilizer.

But anyway, these sheep are for Norbert to eat, so it doesn't matter if they are all magic and hard-core. A dragon's stomach is not that fragile.

Compared to Norbert, Ali is easier to support.

Cohen discovered that it actually eats grass, and butterbeer is just a snack for it.

"Then you should eat grass," Cohen arranged. "You must learn to follow your instincts."

【As you say! I want butterbeer! 】

Unfortunately, Ali's plan to quit drinking has never been effective. This may not be a physical addiction, but a psychological one.

Just when everything is moving towards sustainable development, good news comes.

On July 30th, Lucius had the house-elf Dobby deliver a letter.

"First, sir...your letter!"

The elf with two large bat-like ears spoke in a shrill voice. It looked dirty and subconsciously wanted to run away when it saw Cohen for the first time - no different from other house elves.

Unfortunately, delivering the letter was Lucius's order, and it had to be obeyed.

After delivering the letter to Cohen's room, it fled in panic, fearing that Cohen would suck away its soul.

Lucius colluded with Cohen in the letter and reminded him in advance about the "Little Wizard Tour" at the end of the month. His son Draco would also go. He bribed the relevant personnel. There would be two different door keys for the little wizard to choose from. He and Draco could just choose the same one.

The letter was very cautious in its wording. If Cohen preferred to travel, he could just pretend the letter didn't exist.

He also apologized for Draco's previous offensive behavior in the letter and said that he would give more compensation after Cohen arrived at Malfoy Manor.

"They're quite perceptive," Cohen said, clicking his tongue. "Who could possibly outlive them? They're such fence-sitters."

"These hairless fellows are not even as strong as I am," the Count echoed. "I will never yield to your power."

"Oh, and how's your rekindled relationship with Hedwig going?" Cohen asked.

The Earl turned his back and looked at the moonlight without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)