Chapter 274 Tragic Harry

While Lester's career was in full swing, the life of the savior Harry Potter was extremely difficult.

On this day, the potbellied Mr. Dursley excitedly waved an order and walked into the house quickly.

"Penny, look, what is this, an order from the Bader Group!"

There were screams of surprise in the room, and Harry's aunt, Petunia, ran out before she even had time to put on her shoes, and hugged Dursley passionately.

Mr. Dursley has a big belly, looking like he is the only one in the world.

Even Dudley, who was extremely rebellious on weekdays, showed an expression of admiration, and surrounded his father, scrambling to see the orders of the Bader Group.

"Baide Group? What is that?"

In the kitchen, Harry, miserable in his bulky chef's outfit, was cooking lunch for the Dursleys.

While the Dursleys were reveling in the living room, Harry quickly picked up a piece of beef, put it in his mouth, and tasted it with enjoyment.

In the past month, Harry has literally returned to hell from the clouds.

The Dursleys treated him like a free servant, letting him do the laundry, cook, mop the floors, and clean the entire mansion.

The most exaggerated thing is that they are obviously a family, and they eat different things.

Every day, the Dursleys had a lot of fish and meat, but he could only eat some vegetables and porridge, barely enough to fill his stomach.

At this moment, a tyrannical voice sounded in his ear: "Dad, Potter, he actually stole a piece of beef!"

Dudley looked at Harry who was chewing, and jumped up angrily. That was his food, why should Harry eat it!

"It's okay, my dear little Dudley!" Mr. Dursley didn't care, stroking Dudley's hair, and said, "With the order from the Bader Group, we will be able to truly live a high-society life soon. "

Mrs. Dursley was very angry, she went over and pulled Harry's ear fiercely, and scolded: "You thief, our family kindly took you in, yet you steal food!"

Harry grinned in pain and glared at his aunt viciously.

Mrs. Dursley got even angrier, grabbed Harry by the ear, and was about to shove him into the downstairs cupboard.

"Petunia, don't worry about this little bastard." Mr. Dursley was very happy now, and said, "To celebrate, we will go to a five-star hotel in central London. Now, hurry up and change clothes!"

When she heard that she was going to a five-star hotel, Petunia ignored Harry, let go of Harry's ear, and said in surprise, "Really?"

"Of course, this is an order from the Bader Group. From now on, we will be the real rich!"

Dudley was also very happy, running around, shouting: "We are really rich!"

Looking at the cheerful Dursleys, Harry felt disgusted for no reason, and whispered: "What kind of Bader Group, I've never heard of it."

But he never thought that these words were heard by Dursley, and Mr. Dursley, who was still smiling before, immediately became gloomy.

"Little bastard, what are you talking about?"

"The Bader Group is the only designated cooperative group of the government, a hair on your leg can crush you to death!"

"You're living in our Dursleys' family now, so you have to be careful with what you say, and don't let me hear you say bad things about the Bader Group again!"

Harry was terrified. The current Mr. Dursley, if he said another bad word about the Bader Group, he would definitely kick him out.

"Boy, you remember, one month later, the people from the Bader Group will come back to our house as guests. When that time comes, you will stay in that room on the third floor and don't come out. Do you understand?"

"The room on the third floor?"

"Yes." Mr. Dursley said impatiently: "From now on, you don't need to live in the storage room under the stairs. You will go to the room on the third floor to clean it later, and then live in it honestly, understand? ?”

Harry was overjoyed, a real room, like a dream.

Of course, it wasn't that Dursley was pitying Harry, he was just doing it so that Harry would be more honest on the day of his visit a month later.

Dursley was well aware of his abuse of Harry. If he was found out by the Bader Group, he would definitely lose the possibility of cooperation.

Hogwarts, the headmaster's office on the eighth floor.

"Lester Bader, I didn't expect that I really underestimated you."

Dumbledore was flipping through the recent Daily Prophet.

The headline above is not how good the rocket crossbow is, or how generous the treatment of the Bade rocket crossbow super factory is.

Dumbledore regretted a bit after reading the newspaper article praising the Bader Super Factory.

Before, no matter how powerful Leicester was, he was only a student, so Dumbledore could forcefully award the Academy Cup to Gryffindor.

But now, Leicester's rocket crossbow exploded the entire wizarding world, and the factory attracted countless Muggle wizards.

"Forget it, I'm busy with the Ministry of Magic minister election this semester, and I'll make it up to you after school starts."

Dumbledore regretted it very much. If he had known that Lester was so promising, he would have sold Lester's face.

When the time comes, let Gryffindor and Slytherin win the championship together, how great!

Unfortunately, it was too late to say anything now, and there were only two choices before Dumbledore.

One is to start to be an enemy of Lester, and the other is to win over Lester and make him a help against Voldemort in the future.

Dumbledore didn't even think about it, he chose the second one.

In his heart, the magic world still relies on fists to speak. Leicester is now powerful, no matter how many factories, no matter how rich he is, he is not as threatening as Voldemort.

Dumbledore still vividly remembers the pressure Voldemort brought to the wizarding world.

Therefore, in order to defeat Voldemort, Dumbledore needs to cooperate with all the forces that can cooperate, and Lester is a good choice.

Although he left angrily last semester without giving himself face, so what, isn't it normal for a capable person to have a little temper?

In order to defeat Voldemort, he even gave up his own life, isn't it just to save face? He Dumbledore has plenty!

Thinking of this, the more Dumbledore looked at Leicester, the more pleasing he was, and he obviously regarded Lester as one of his own.

Of course, fortunately, Dumbledore didn't know that all the things that slandered him were instigated by Lester, otherwise, even if he allowed Voldemort to return, he would have to tear Lester into pieces first.

After making up his mind about Leicester's future, Dumbledore took out an envelope. The person who wrote the letter was Barty Crouch, the candidate for Minister of Magic!

The content of the letter is very simple. Now that the minister's general election has entered a heated stage, Crouch hopes that Dumbledore can use his own political resources to support him.

In return, Crouch will help him drive all Fudge's forces out of the Ministry of Magic.