Chapter 9

The Leaky Cauldron.

When Wizen Light and old Barty Crouch opened the wooden door and entered the bar, the small first floor of the bar was quite lively at this time.

A group of wizards were enthusiastically raising their glasses and chatting.

Among them was a middle-aged man who seemed quite talkative. He wore glasses on his nose, but he looked like a very meticulous scholar.

"This trip was very pleasant..."

Now, this middle-aged man, who looked like a scholar, was very happily boasting to all the wizard friends in the bar: "I saw many magical creatures in the rainforest. After Mr. Newt Scamander learned that I had been to the rainforest in South America, he even wrote a letter inviting me to his home..."

Obviously.

From this man's words, it could be heard that being invited by the magical creature expert Newt Scamander was a very worthy boast.

This was indeed something to boast about.

Because Newt Scamander had a very high reputation in the magical world. The old man had written many books about magical creatures, which were used as textbooks at Hogwarts.

"Let's celebrate Amos Diggory's trip!"

"Let's celebrate Amos receiving Mr. Scamander's invitation!"

Everyone in the Leaky Cauldron raised their glasses joyfully, celebrating the man who had received Mr. Scamander's invitation. Among them, a tall figure was the most enthusiastic.

He was a half-giant.

Rubeus Hagrid, the Keeper of Keys and Grounds at Hogwarts, who on the surface was just a caretaker at the school, but in reality was someone Dumbledore trusted very much.

This half-giant was very fond of all kinds of magical creatures, so he showed a very enthusiastic attitude towards the talkative man's travel stories...

Of course.

Rubeus Hagrid was not Wizen Light's main focus.

Compared to Rubeus Hagrid, there was another black-haired young man in the bar who caught Wizen Light's attention. He stood behind the talkative man, with a slender figure.

This black-haired young man was very handsome.

To put it a bit immodestly, Wizen Light felt that this young man's handsomeness was probably just a little bit less than his own.

Seemingly sensing Wizen's gaze, the black-haired young man looked at Wizen, who had just appeared, and smiled, nodding in greeting.

He was a very polite person.

Whether it was his actions or his expression, he appeared natural and elegant, making people like him and want to praise him.

Just at this moment, the talkative middle-aged man put his arm around the black-haired young man's shoulder and introduced him with a loud laugh: "Unfortunately, I can't go to Mr. Scamander's house right now because my son Cedric is about to start at Hogwarts. Today, I'm here to accompany him to buy the things he needs for his first year at Hogwarts..."

When he mentioned his son, the middle-aged man sounded a bit regretful: "Cedric is twelve this year, and his birthday is in winter, so he had to start a year late..."

Just as the other patrons were about to console him, the middle-aged man suddenly laughed loudly: "But Cedric has already finished reading the textbooks I used, and I believe with his intelligence, he will definitely become an excellent Hufflepuff student!"

"..."

Cedric's face turned slightly red with embarrassment.

Perhaps he felt ashamed because of his father's praise, or perhaps he was shy because everyone in the bar was looking at him.

If it were an ordinary little boy, he might have already hidden behind his father, too embarrassed to face the intense gazes of the adults.

Cedric's reaction was quite different.

After being shy for a moment, the black-haired young man humbly lowered his head and performed a polite gesture to the many patrons in front of him: "I'm very sorry, we have disturbed everyone's afternoon relaxation."

"Let's celebrate Mr. Cedric Diggory!"

"Let's celebrate Amos Diggory for having a good son!"

"Let's celebrate Hogwarts for welcoming an excellent student!"

"Let's celebrate Hufflepuff... Hufflepuff will definitely be beaten by Gryffindor in the Quidditch Cup this year!"

"..."

The bar erupted in cheers once again.

Among them were some patrons who liked to sneak in their own private jokes, clearly these patrons were wizards who had graduated from Gryffindor.

As the patrons in the bar were drinking, Cedric Diggory and his father Amos Diggory finally moved through the crowd to greet others.

Because Amos Diggory had also seen old Barty Crouch, and they could still be considered colleagues at the Ministry of Magic.

Old Barty Crouch, who once had a high reputation, was now semi-retired but still held the position of Head of the Department of International Magical Cooperation at the British Ministry of Magic;

Amos Diggory was just a staff member in the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, a very obscure department. Perhaps those who graduated from Hufflepuff really weren't good at politics...

"Long time no see, Mr. Crouch."

Amos Diggory walked over and extended his hand to old Barty Crouch, shaking his hand firmly: "You look very well..."

"You too, Amos."

Old Barty Crouch slowly shook his hand, his gaze falling on Cedric Diggory beside him, and he praised him very seriously: "Amos, you have a very excellent son."

"Ha ha ha ha..."

Amos Diggory could no longer hide his pride, patting his son's shoulder hard and urging: "This is the proudest moment of my life!"

After saying that, Amos Diggory noticed the gray-haired young man beside old Barty Crouch and asked softly: "This is..."

"This is..."

Old Barty Crouch looked at Wizen Light standing beside him, and at this moment, he suddenly didn't know how to introduce Wizen's identity.

If he introduced him with a low status...

What if Wizen Light made him lose face on the spot?

Wizen Light seemed to sense old Barty Crouch's hesitation and took the initiative to extend his hand to Amos Diggory: "I'm Wizen, Wizen Light, and I'm also a first-year student entering Hogwarts this year."

After saying that, Wizen Light glanced at Cedric Diggory and added: "If everything goes well, I should also be in Hufflepuff."

"Oh?"

Amos Diggory's eyes lit up instantly.

Cedric Diggory's eyes also flashed with joy. He had a good feeling about meeting a fellow first-year student, perhaps because of his kind nature.

This kindness.

It was definitely genuine kindness.

Cedric even took the initiative to extend his hand to Wizen, saying seriously: "Let me introduce myself again, Cedric, Cedric Diggory."

"I heard you just now."

Wizen shook Cedric's hand in a friendly manner, his face full of sincerity: "Meeting a classmate at this time is something I find very pleasant."

"I feel the same way..."

Cedric nodded happily in agreement.