Hogwarts of a certain magic

You can search for "a magical Hogwarts novel (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!When the door opened, Scrimgeour walked in with a limp.

Scrimgeour was the head of the Auror's office. He looked sturdy, with war wounds, very different from Fudge, who wore a bowler hat and had a pot belly.

Nick Lemay walked out, leaving only the two of them in the room.

"Son, is your injury better?" Scrimgeour asked concerned.

"I think it's better already." William replied unclearly.

"Oh...Are you still used to living here?"

William wanted to say that he was not used to it, who would live in the hospital, but he still nodded. It was obvious that this Auror director was not good at greeting people.

It's no wonder that Fudge was able to take the position, and just for dealing with people, he left the director a few blocks away.

In times of war, everyone would like this kind of tough wizard to be a minister, but in peacetime, he will never be in power.

The two chatted for a while, and Scrimgeour finally went straight to the subject.

"Child, I want to talk to you about that black-robed wizard."

"That's what I want to know. Has the Ministry of Magic already had an investigation result?" William asked casually.

"Oh... no, he is very cunning and powerful, and none of the twenty Aurors caught him."

William shrugged. As expected, if the Auror were so useful, the world would have been peaceful.

Skjelling pondered for a moment and asked, "Professor Dumbledore and the... old man, what did they say?"

"Mr. Auror, I think you should ask them."

Scrimgeour took two steps: "I know, I know, but the great Dumbledore always has his own plan, right?

Scrimgeour was a little excited: "If he is the Minister of Magic, I don't want to say anything else, I will do what I want to do, without asking a single sentence!

But he is not. He doesn't want to. He just wants to be the principal of the school.

The British official is the Ministry of Magic, not Hogwarts, nor the former Order of the Phoenix.

He doesn't want to be a minister, but those of us are still responsible to the United Kingdom. Otherwise, what do you want me as the director of the Auror?"

Scrimgeour lowered his voice: "My boy, I need something, some truth, so I can prepare in advance, just like this time.

If I took fifty men and set a trap early, he might not be able to escape instead of being caught off guard, would he?

This is also for the safety of the little wizard like you. You don't want your parents and you to be attacked by the dark wizard again?"

William laughed blankly. The other party really made sense, at least occupying the moral high ground.

This also reflected one thing from the side. Dumbledore was not the traditional white wizard, nor was he a saint, let alone a fool.

He was very arrogant, he didn't believe in the Ministry of Magic, the so-called Auror, only himself.

And Dumbledore's wisdom is enough to ensure that he will not go wrong.

William regretted: "Mr. Auror, I don't know much more than you. You also said'The Great Dumbledore'. He has any plans and it is impossible to tell me this little wizard."

"Little wizard?" Scrimgeour shook his head. "You are too modest."

He restored the chair that William had blown up and sat down on it.

"The youngest Merlin Medal winner... the rumors are raging!" Scrimgeour said.

"Many people think that it's just that you are lucky, but the traces of destruction on the scene are not something the little wizard can do.

In order to cover up the Gringotts incident this time, we did not disclose too many attacks to the outside world, but those of us who were present knew best about the fighting that day.

Child, you are the one Dumbledore cares about, he likes you, and he likes you!"

This sounds like nothing wrong, but I don't know why, William always feels weird.

"So... I think Dumbledore will always talk to you about these things... or tell the truth?"

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"Sorry, he really didn't tell me anything. I haven't seen him until now."

"Well, boy, this is the end of the matter. Have you considered cooperating with the Ministry of Magic?"

"What do you mean?"

"Oh, I mean, do you want to be an Auror? I promise you that you will always come to the Ministry of Magic after graduation. I can give you an opportunity in advance to give full play to your talents."

"I know you don't like Umbridge, and I hate that woman. I have driven her away."

William chuckled. He knew Umbridge had been transferred by Fudge, and the two hooked up during the Merlin Medal banquet.

This Auror director is not honest.

"Sorry, sir, I am twelve years old now, judging by age, I do not meet the requirements."

"It's just a trainee, not informal. During the downfall of Mysterious Man, a large number of Hogwarts students, many of whom had just graduated, were specifically allowed to join the Auror.

You are the winner of the Merlin Medal, I can be accommodating... not letting you participate in the battle, it is just a symbol, first feel the atmosphere."

"This kind of experience is an honor, whether you want to take up my position in the future, or run for Minister of Magic, it will be helpful."

The meaning of wooing in Skjelling's words is self-evident. It seems that he wants to make a good relationship first and then listen to the news.

Good means, after all, William is just a "child".

"If I want to be an Auror, I will apply for the exam after graduation. Of course, I haven't thought about it yet and I'd rather study hard. What do you think?"

"Oh, of course, if you need anything, feel free to contact me."

Skjelling was also about to persuade, the door was pushed open, and Hermione walked in with a potion.

William was taken aback, why was she here?

Hermione looked at Sling Jack hesitantly, and said embarrassedly: "Mr. Auror, Mrs. Lista has ordered that William needs medicine to rest at this point."

Hermione cast a look at the boy, and he instantly understood, like a fish thrown on the shore, gasping for breath, "weakly" and said, "Sorry, my chest hurts again."

"Well, if you have any needs, you can ask me for help. The door of the Auror is always open to you." Scrimgeour regretted.

"Also, boy, be careful." Scrimgeour suddenly lowered his voice. "Dumbledore clearly knew that the black-robed wizard was going to attack Gringotts, otherwise how could Fox come faster than the Auror?"

William snorted, botched provocation.

After Skjelling left, Hermione handed the potion, and William took it and took a sip.

The disgusting smell inside made him almost vomit.

William seriously suspected that this was Professor Snape's potion.

But under Hermione's strict eyes, William could only frown and drink.

After drinking, Hermione picked up the first-year textbook by the bed, sat down in the chair, and started reading, without paying attention to him.

She seemed to be left behind on the day that she was angry.

But the book was covering his head, and through the peripheral light, Hermione kept looking at the boy or supervising his every move.

William was silent.

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