Ch120- Creek and a Frog

Ch120- Creek and a Frog

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Helena still engaged Petunia in conversation, albeit with a slightly elevated tone than before, a subtle shift that Harry detected despite being surrounded by his friends. It irked him to witness any semblance of condescension directed towards his aunt, a sentiment he bore silently, choosing to focus on the positive aspects of the evening. His discomfort was short-lived, however, as Augusta Longbottom interjected with a commendation that shifted the atmosphere.

"Petunia, the gifts Harry sent, were samples from you sent from your greenhouse right? They were nothing short of revolutionary," Augusta praised, her voice resonant with genuine admiration. "You've managed to use Muggle agricultural techniques with magical herbology together in a way that's both innovative and impressive. I must confess, the Longbottom greenhouses could greatly benefit from such ingenuity. I'd be honored if you'd consider sharing some of your insights with me."

This acknowledgment from a respected figure in the magical community bolstered Petunia's confidence, her posture straightening as she responded with a gracious nod. "Thank you, Lady Longbottom. I'd be delighted to share what I've learned. It's fascinating to see how Muggle advancements can complement our understanding of magical plants."

Helena, upon hearing Augusta's high praise, adjusted her demeanor, her tone softening significantly. "Indeed, Ms. Evans, your work sounds fascinating. The Greengrass family has always valued innovation in potion ingredient cultivation. Perhaps there's potential for collaboration in the future."

The conversation evolved, with Helena and Augusta exchanging thoughts on herbology and the integration of Muggle technology, demonstrating the universal appeal of groundbreaking ideas, regardless of their origin. This exchange not only elevated Petunia in the eyes of the wizarding community but also bridged gaps between worlds, a testament to Harry's belief in the value of cross-cultural exchange.

Amid these engaging discussions, Susan Bones appeared, her enthusiasm unmistakable as she approached Harry, dragging Amelia Bones behind her. "Harry!" Susan exclaimed, her smile wide and bright. "I wanted you to meet my aunt, Amelia Bones. Aunty, this is Harry Potter, the one I've told you so much about."

Amelia, head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, extended her hand to Harry with a firmness that spoke of her character. "Mr. Potter, it's a pleasure to finally meet you. Susan speaks very highly of you," she said, her smile genuine, though her eyes held the sharpness typical of someone in her position.RêAd lateSt chapters at novelhall.com Only

Harry returned the handshake with equal firmness. "The pleasure is all mine, Madam Bones. Susan has been a great friend at Hogwarts," he replied, his tone respectful and warm.

Following closely behind Susan and Amelia were Hannah Abbott and her family. "Hello, Harry," Hannah greeted, a shy smile on her face. Her parents, Thomas and Eleanor Abbott, followed suit, offering Harry polite nods of acknowledgment. "We've heard a great deal about you, Mr. Potter. It's good to finally meet you in person," Thomas Abbott said, his voice carrying a note of curiosity and openness.

Umbridge's smile wavered, her patience clearly tested by Harry's pointed enthusiasm for the mundane. "Fascinating," she managed, her voice strained with the effort of politeness. "I suppose when one is limited by non-magical means, such... diversions can provide a modicum of amusement."

Nigel whispered with his characteristic wit, "Ah, the boundless joys of Muggle innovation. Who needs a broomstick when you have the breakneck thrill of terrestrial transportation? Watch out, Madam Umbridge, we might just take you for a spin."

Harry's smile broadened, a silent chuckle shared between him and his unseen advisor. "Indeed, Madam Umbridge, we find joy in the simple things. And who knows? Perhaps there's a lesson there about the value of grounding oneself in the basics," he said, his gaze steady, challenging.

Umbridge, sensing the undercurrents of defiance in Harry's polite veneer, huffed slightly, her annoyance palpable. "Well, I'm sure your... adventures are quite fulfilling. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have matters of greater significance to attend to." With that, she turned on her heel, her departure as stiff as her demeanor.

As the group watched her retreat, Augusta leaned closer, her voice low but audibly amused. "Mr. Potter, your knack for handling difficult people with such poise is commendable. And quite entertaining, if I may add."

Harry bowed his head in acknowledgment, a grin still playing on his lips. "Thank you, Lady Longbottom. It's all in a day's work, I suppose."

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