Harry Potter: This senior is pretty strong

Monday afternoon.

A historic manor house in Wiltshire, England, with a history spanning ten centuries.

In a quaint yet luxurious room sat a middle-aged man with long blond hair and impeccable attire.

He was the owner of this manor, Lucius Malfoy.

It's his afternoon tea time now.

His habit was to review intelligence information compiled by his subordinates at this time.

Among the materials he was receiving today, a briefing from the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic caught his attention.

As someone holding a position in the Ministry of Magic with a certain voting right, obtaining such an internal briefing was a piece of cake for him.

What interested him about the briefing was that it mentioned a place—Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Upon seeing the name Hogwarts, Lucius Malfoy immediately pictured Dumbledore with his gray beard.

"Why does an old man who has lived for so long always cling to the position of principal? Has he never thought of making way for the younger generation?" Lucius has said similar things more than once in private or semi-public settings.

The briefing today states that several wizards reported that their children, who attend Hogwarts, mentioned in letters that a violent explosion occurred in the Forbidden Forest last Friday night, but the school has not provided a clear explanation.

A violent explosion, and the fact that it was deliberately concealed—there's definitely something wrong here!

The principal's failure to strictly manage the school, putting many students in danger, is a dereliction of duty!

Lucius Malfoy, who had been working to remove Dumbledore from his position as headmaster, naturally recognized the value of this information and couldn't help but smile knowingly.

Then he summoned his butler and asked, "Has there been any news about Hogwarts lately?"

“There’s nothing special to report…” the butler said, then paused before continuing, “There is one small thing. I heard someone say that Hagrid was recently seen selling things in Diagon Alley. He was selling a rare venom and some body materials from dark creatures.”

“Venom? Dark creatures?... Plus the explosion in the Forbidden Forest... Wow, what on earth is our dear Professor Dumbledore doing?” Although Lucius couldn’t figure it out, it didn’t stop him from feeling that something was amiss.

Anyway, causing trouble for Dumbledore is something he's happy to do.

Thinking of this, Lucius stood up and said to the butler, "Contact the other board members of the school. I think we need to send someone to investigate what exactly happened at the school. Yes, it's all for the safety of those young wizards."

……

Time flies, and Tuesday arrived in the blink of an eye.

Qin Yu has been in a good mood lately. Hagrid's trip to Diagon Alley went quite smoothly. Not only did he complete the first phase of the Venom transaction, but he also sold the arms, legs, and eyeballs of those eight-eyed giant spiders for a good price. At least, Qin Yu was satisfied with those prices.

This income was quite considerable, allowing Qin Yu and his twin brothers to take another small step on the road to becoming capitalists in the magical world.

A good start is the first step to success.

Qin Yu is full of expectations for the future.

At this moment, they were having a flight lesson. Their teacher, Mrs. Huo Qi, had them practice hovering in the air while riding their flying brooms. Qin Yu was strolling around in the sky with his own broom.

Thinking of something fun, he couldn't resist doing a difficult figure-eight maneuver, experiencing the feeling of racing in the air.

"What are you doing? Get away from here!" Just then, Elvis's voice rang out from not far away.

Qin Yu looked back and saw several Slytherin boys flying around him, while Elvis, nervous, was wobbling on his flying broom.

“Elvis, the sky isn’t yours. We can fly wherever we want, it’s none of your business,” Jerome said mockingly.

"Yeah, we can fly however we want, it's none of your business!" the henchmen chimed in.

As the group chattered and mocked him, Elvis's flight became even more erratic, and his flying broomstick seemed on the verge of going out of control and falling down.

Just then—

"Snapped!"

"what!"

Jerome was suddenly hit by something, he clutched his buttocks and let out a scream.

"Who hit me?" Jerome looked around angrily.

Then, he saw Qin Yu not far away, carrying the wooden sword and smiling as he looked in their direction.

Although Qin Yu couldn't find a way to fly on a sword, he still carried his wooden sword with him during flying lessons, demonstrating the stubbornness of a chuunibyou (a person with delusions of grandeur).

At this moment, the wooden sword came in handy. Qin Yu had just picked up a few pebbles from the ground, then flew into the air again, threw one of the pebbles, and used the wooden sword to knock it away, hitting Jerome precisely in the buttocks.

Seeing Qin Yu's wooden sword and the pebble he pulled out of his pocket again, how could Jerome not know who the culprit who attacked his buttocks was?

"Was it you who just hit me?!" Jerome said angrily.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, my hand slipped," Qin Yu said with a smile.

"Hmph! Is an 'sorry' all it takes?" Jerome said viciously.

"So what do you want? I already said I didn't do it on purpose. Do you want to hit me? Let me make it clear, I didn't mean to provoke you," Qin Yu said innocently.

Seeing his expression, Jerome was furious.

As a member of Slytherin, Jerome had long disliked Qin Yu, especially since the guy seemed to get along well with the teachers, which made him even more resentful.

At this moment, Jerome was attacked by Qin Yu "for no reason," and the guy even had a smug look on his face. Old and new grudges surged into his heart.

"You're asking for it!"

Jerome gripped the wooden handle of his flying broom, lowered his body, and instantly accelerated toward Qin Yu's location.

The henchmen had long disliked this Gryffindor guy, and when they saw Jerome charging towards him, they sped up and gave chase.

"Qin, be careful!" Elvis shouted a warning.

Qin saved him at a critical moment, but put himself in danger. Elvis was filled with gratitude and worry, and tears were almost in his eyes.

"Don't worry, I'm just stretching my muscles and playing with them!"

As Qin Yu spoke, he lowered his body and charged towards Jerome.

Both were flying towards each other at high speed, and it looked like they were about to collide!

At the critical moment, Qin Yu suddenly sidestepped and flew past Jerome.

In the instant they passed each other, Qin Yu swung his greatsword and slammed it hard into Jerome's buttocks.

"Snapped!"

"what!"

Jerome let out a humiliating scream.

"Qin, I'm going to kill you!" Jerome cried out hysterically after being struck.

However, in the next five minutes, Jerome not only failed to get revenge, but was instead chased and attacked by Qin Yu in the sky.

Qin Yu would sometimes get close and strike the guy directly with his wooden sword, and other times keep his distance and use the wooden sword to knock away stones for ranged attacks.

After all that commotion, Jerome's henchmen had long since fled, leaving only Jerome, disheveled and howling in pain in the sky.

"Qin, I'm not done with you yet!"

Are you threatening me?

I'm going to kill you!

"They're always shouting for war and killing, it really scares me."

"Ah! My dad won't let you get away with this!"

"Hey, who's your dad? The Minister of Magic?"

"Waaah, can you please stop spanking me?"

Give me a reason!

"I was wrong, I'll never bully Elvis again, please stop hitting him..."

As time went on, Jerome's voice changed from its initial toughness to a blustering but ultimately weak tone, and finally to a tearful plea.

"Qin, what are you doing?!" Madam Huo Qi's voice rang out.

She had just stepped away to arrange the Quidditch selection, but when she returned, she saw Qin Yu chasing Jerome in the sky.

Upon hearing this, Qin Yu put the wooden sword back into the cloth bag on his back and landed steadily on the ground on his flying broom.

"Teacher, we're playing a game," Qin Yu said seriously.

"No, he's talking nonsense... Yes, we're playing a game." Jerome originally wanted to complain, but after Qin Yu's cold look, he immediately changed his tune.

Moreover, the root of the problem is that they bullied Elvis, and if we were to argue about it, no one would benefit.

Mrs. Huo looked them up and down; she knew perfectly well what kind of people these brats were.

After a moment, Madam Hooch said coldly, "Disrupting classroom order, 10 points deducted from each of the Gryffindor and Slytherin classes!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Yu couldn't help but sigh.

Jerome's face immediately fell.

Just then, Qin Yu saw a middle-aged man with long blond hair passing by, accompanied by Dumbledore.

After seeing the man's appearance clearly, especially the snake-headed cane in his hand, Qin Yu recognized the man's identity.

He is none other than Lucius Malfoy, the father of the arrogant guy!

What is this old bastard doing at Hogwarts? Qin Yu couldn't help but frown.