Hogwarts of a certain magic

You can search for "a magical Hogwarts novel (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!Back in the Gringotts Hall again, William saw an unexpected person-Minister Fudge.

He was sitting on the sofa in the lobby, chatting with Hermione and Annie.

William frowned. How could he be here?

It is absolutely impossible to be a coincidence. William specially chose a meal time to come to Gringotts, just to avoid large crowds.

Moreover, there were several Aurors at the door, and the Minister was obviously here to stop them.

The kidnapping of the dementors happened?

Hermione caught a glimpse of William from a distance, and gave him a reassuring look. The girl probably just said something.

After William approached, Fudge stood up, kissed with an elder's hot incision, and rebuked: "William, don't you tell me when you return to England?"

"It's not a big deal, Mr. Minister." William said with a smile.

"Of course it's a big thing, you guys did such a great thing in France... I just talked to Hermione a little bit, tut tut... it's really funny." Fudge smiled.

"Let's go, let's change to a more comfortable place. Gringotts is not a good place to talk." Fudge blinked and whispered, "These damn miserers won't like us!"

The group walked through Diagon Alley and came to the Broken Cauldron Bar.

Tom, the barkeeper, appeared immediately. He bent his back and lifted his wrinkled, toothless face with a flattering smile.

Only now did William realize that Tom can live till now, it is a medical miracle!With the same name as the Dark Lord, isn't this looking for death?

Could it be that old Tom is also a great wizard of Dumbledore level, but he is hidden and low-key?!

The wizards around saw William and Hermione and immediately buzzed with excitement.Some people even rushed to shake hands.

The Aurors immediately stopped the group of unsightly wizards and acted like bodyguards.If you wear a suit, you look more like sunglasses.

As we all know, the duty of Aurors is not to catch criminals, but to be personal bodyguards!

"I want a private room, Tom. The kind that nobody will bother you." Fudge said bluntly.

"Okay, Minister!" Tom said, "What would you like to drink? Beer? Brandy?"

"Let's have some small pots of tea," Fudge said. "Eight potions masters made them by themselves. I'm hooked on this recently."

Tom led a few people along the narrow passage, and then they walked into a small lounge.Tom flicked his finger and there was a fire in the fireplace; he bowed and left.

Several Aurors stood guard at the door.

"Sit down, you three little ones." Fudge pointed to the three chairs by the fire.

Fudge took off his pinstriped robe, threw it aside, and sat down across from the three.

Tom, the owner of the bar, showed up again and brought a small tin of tea and roasted gluten on a tray.

He put the tray on the table, left the lounge, and closed the door.

"Come on, have a taste. Have you had dinner?" Fudge said, pouring out the tea.

The three nodded, none of them touched the scorched gluten.

"I'm still busy and haven't eaten, I'm not afraid you know that the Ministry of Magic has been messing around recently."

Fudge sighed, buttered his grilled gluten, ketchup, and burgers.It's a bit like the old eight secret burger.

Seeing William had a nausea, he regretted eating so much for dinner.

"Blake's escape from prison, the construction of the Quidditch World Cup venue, the disappearance of the Dementors... Oh, it's a disaster!

This year is definitely the most difficult year in history."Fudge took a bite of the burger.

"Fortunately, the mad woman Arya did not attack London, but chose Paris." The minister said gleefully.

William just listened, waiting for Fudge to enter the subject.

"Tell me about Paris, William?" Fudge didn't go around too much.

"Mr. Scamander was arrested, and Clegane issued a national arrest warrant... Dumbledore came to me and asked me to negotiate with the French Ministry of Magic.

Impossible...It can't be just as Clegane said, you and him tacitly cooperate..." Fudge said sharply.

"I think there is something hidden in it?"

"Mr. Minister, what do you mean... I didn't understand?" William pretended to be puzzled.

"Child, the French Ministry of Magic is using you." Fudge looked angry.

"France caught the wrong person, and you rescued Paris with compassion. They also used you to maintain the reputation of the Ministry of Magic. I have never seen such a brazen guy!

You should stand up and expose them bravely."Fuji encouraged. Guangxi Biquge www.gxgqt.org

William sighed slightly. This is a typical example of the excitement.

Using William as a tool man and letting him charge and break the news about the bad news of the French Ministry of Magic will definitely divert everyone's attention from Black.

Take the opportunity to stir up a wave of national sentiment... Fudge old Trump.

"But! I don't think our business in France is important." Hermione couldn't help but say."That's all gone, catching Black is the most important thing now."

Fudge squinted at Hermione."Are you accusing the Ministry of Magic, kid?"

Hermione held William's hand and felt the temperature of the boy's palm. After a while, the girl's hand stopped shaking. She mustered up the courage, looked directly at the Minister of Magic, and said loudly:

"Yes, I am indeed accusing the Ministry of inaction. You shouldn't waste your time exploring the truth in Paris or reporting on my relationship with William!"

William immediately agreed and nodded, showing his attitude.If you say it in words, it's probably: "The same for me!"

"You two are still young and don't understand. Of course this matter is important."

Fudge didn't care about Hermione's rudeness. He was now a beggar, where he could get angry.

"We have lost a dementor in France... do you know?"

"Yes, of course we know that the Dementors attacked us!" Hermione said bluntly.

"Oh, what, bad..." Fudge panicked. "I don't know... The Dementors didn't say... They only said that they were driven away by the French Auror..."

Fudge didn't seem to know, and there was a panic on his face.

After a while, he loosened his neckline and said with difficulty: "I will ask about this matter.

But this further confirmed my guess.

Let me tell you the truth, the dementor is as meek as a puppy, never attacking wizards."

William nodded slightly, which he could testify that the Dementor was indeed meek, meek as Anne's big black dog.

Fudge looked at William nodded and smiled relievedly: "So how can the dementors attack you by such a coincidence? It must have been deliberately guided by the French Ministry of Magic.

They took the opportunity to capture the Dementors, and then broke the news to the dead woman Rita... Scheming!"

Hermione squeezed William's hand, and William coughed lightly, trying not to let himself behave abnormally.

In fact, it was William who broke the news to Rita and it was him who caught the dementor.

Fudge stubbornly identified as France. What can William say and tell Fudge that he did it?

Of course William wouldn't be that stupid, so he had to echo "Uh-huh".

Fudge seemed to get more angry as he spoke. He squeezed the hamburger in his hand, splashing butter all over him.

"Why didn't Black flee to other countries, but to go to France... The French Ministry of Magic is providing political asylum to Black!

The whole thing, it was the French Ministry of Magic behind the scenes!"

Fudge continued: "I am staring at things in Paris. I just want to expose the dark side of the French Ministry of Magic and put pressure on them. Only then will they compromise and hand over Black!

It's that simple!"

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This brain supplement ability is no one. If William had not experienced the whole thing, he would have been really fooled by Fudge's rhetoric.

"Why does the French Ministry of Magic do this?" Hermione asked carefully.

"Why? We are going to host the Quidditch World Cup next year. We have invested a lot and made a desperate bet on the national luck.

The French Ministry of Magic wants to destroy us, it is better to let Quidditch cancel!"Fudge said angrily.

"Aren't we and France friendly countries?" Anne asked suspiciously.

"The Muggle government signed the European Union Treaty two years ago, and the European Union will enter into force in November this year..."

"Yeah, yeah... The Muggle government has joined the European Union." Fudge smiled disdainfully. "Because we are in, we can make a mess of it.

Let’s put it this way, my child, whether it is the Muggle government or the Ministry of Magic, our foreign policy has been the same goal over the past five hundred years-to create a divided Europe!

We provoke the Germans to fight the French, the French fight the Italians, and the Italians fight the Dutch.

We are engaged in regional black, milk law, scolding German sticks, spraying Sufen... ahem, in short, there is no good wizard in France!"

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