Chapter 159 Order of Merlin First Class Medal?

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Halle finally finished writing the article the day before her birthday, and corrected all the formatting.

A complete dissertation on Potions should include - the core elements of the dissertation, the process of improving the potion, the basis of the potion principle, the data generated when the experiment failed, and the theoretical analysis of the improvement steps...

Although a lot of content in it involves the housekeeping skills of the master of potions, the Association of Extraordinary Pharmacists also allows the master of potions to have some reservations when reviewing the papers.

But you have to write at least part of it. If you don’t say anything, how can you show the professionalism of the article!

This is really hard for Harry, she spent a lot of effort in the past two days to make the article meet the requirements of Professor Slughorn.

Harry fell backwards, limp on the bed.

Hedwig was standing by the table, looking at her with resentment.

In the past two days, Hedwig has traveled several times between Harry, Professor Slughorn, and Professor Snape.

Owls have no human rights, right?

Harry straightened up quickly, sealed the article, and put it in the small bag that Hedwig had cast a traceless stretching spell on Hedwig's feet, and rubbed Hedwig's little head again:

"Hedwig, please make another trip and send it to Professor Slughorn this time.

But I promise this is the last time, and I will give you a short vacation, and I will make some semi-finished hydrosol and essential oil for you. "

Hedwig gave her a weak look, obediently rubbed Harry's hand, and then flew out of the window.

Seeing Hedwig's disappearing figure, Harry let out a long sigh of relief.

Speaking of which, it took her two hours to write the paper, and then two days to format it, which is really painful!

Fortunately, everything is over now, and then Professor Slughorn will help Harry send out the article.

"Speaking of which, today is my birthday?" Harry lay down on the bed, recalling the date,

"No, it's not today, it should be tomorrow. How time flies! It's been two years since I came back."

After a short break, Harry went to the restaurant downstairs to enjoy lunch.

As soon as she sat down at the table, she felt an eerie vibe.

Uncle Vernon had a cold face, while Aunt Petunia was expressionless, but there was a hint of worry in her eyes.

Only Dudley didn't seem to notice anything, and was still munching on the chicken on the plate in front of him.

One holiday gone, he's even fatter than last year.

Although Dudley was ordered to lose weight because he messed up an important order from Uncle Vernon.

But Aunt Petunia still loves her darling Dada, and when Dudley starts complaining, Aunt Petunia is very distressed and persuades Uncle Vernon not to be angry anymore.

With some distaste, Harry sat on the table farthest from Dudley, and took two slices of bacon as if no one else was around.

Of course she sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere, but what did it have to do with herself?

If the Dursleys didn't take the initiative to say it, Harry would naturally not ask.

In the middle of the lunch, Uncle Vernon coughed a few times and spoke:

"Harry! Maggie is coming to our house for a week tomorrow."

"So what?" Harry casually smeared salad dressing on the slice of bread, "Does it have anything to do with me?"

"Of course it has something to do with it!" Uncle Vernon hammered the table vigorously and said in a rough voice,

"We are a very decent family, and we shouldn't have anything to do with crooked ways like magic!

If we let others know that there is actually a witch living in our house, then..."

He didn't continue to speak, and at the same time, sweat rolled down his fat face.

Because Harry's hair had stretched out at some point, and he was floating in mid-air, pointing at the Dursleys.

The room fell into a deathly freeze, even Dudley didn't dare to chew the chicken leg in his mouth.

"Did I dirty your eyes by living in this house?" In this silent silence, Harry ate the bread in small bites, then tilted his head to look at Uncle Vernon.

Uncle Vernon blushed, as if about to say something, but was grabbed by Aunt Petunia.

"Of course not, Harry." Aunt Petunia was afraid of what her husband would say, so she spoke first.

"It's just that your Aunt Marge is coming to stay here for a week. She was supposed to come tomorrow, but I made an excuse that she might be a few days later.

At the same time, I remember Lily said that wizards have a... non-disclosure agreement? Anyway, it is to protect the mystery of the wizarding world.

If an ordinary person like Maggie who has nothing to do with magic knows about magic, it must be very troublesome! "

"That law is called the Secrecy Act," said Harry lazily, "and I have to point out an error in your words.

I can completely erase Maggie's memory, which can also have the effect of keeping secrets. "

Seeing the faces of the Dursleys getting more and more ugly, black flames jumped out of Harry's hair again.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise and the hooting of an owl upstairs.

"Sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Harry stood up and returned to his room.

In the room, several owls were standing on the windowsill, but none of them were Hedwig.

Harry quickly took out the letters on their feet, and fed them some of Hedwig's ration.

Taking advantage of the owl's chance to enjoy a snack, Harry opened the letter and read it carefully.

There was a letter from the Ministry of Magic, inviting Harry to go to the Ministry of Magic in three days to attend the awarding ceremony of the Order of Merlin.

According to them, Harley won the first class medal of the Order of Merlin because he protected his classmates from the basilisk, killed the basilisk and defeated the evil dark wizard by himself.

The remaining two letters came from Professor Slughorn and Professor Dumbledore. These two well-informed old men congratulated Harry on winning the Order of Merlin, First Class.

Professor Slughorn also wrote in the letter that as long as he received the paper, Halle could prepare to apply to join the Society of Extraordinary Pharmacists.

In at most two days, Harley can successfully join the Association of Extraordinary Pharmacists.

After all, Harley's talent has been fully demonstrated in previous competitions, and everyone has seen it.

Waiting until the papers were received before letting Halle join was just for formality.

"It seems that the two owls missed in mid-air, what a coincidence!" Harry flipped through the letter,

"A first-class medal? So generous?

It's not really because Potter is a pure-blood surname, and I'm still underage, so I added hidden points. "

She suddenly thought of something: "Forget it, why not take this opportunity to go out for a week.

Aunt Petunia is my only blood relative, if you don't count the fat pig, so don't give her too much trouble. "

Thinking of this, Harry sat down, took out his pen and began to write a reply.

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(Thanks to Nine-Tailed Yanhu, Lu Yangzhiwai, Invincible Free and Easy Fatty, and Kongcheng Guwan for their rewards!)