Hogwarts of a certain magic

You can search for "a magical Hogwarts novel (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!Russell was crying and crying to see the Minister of Magic.

He was like an abandoned licking dog, unable to cry in the rain, and watched the man he liked, getting into the car of the rich woman next door.

The one who is crying is sad.

But the Minister was so cruel and didn't go to see him at all.

Without Blinden River's order, who would dare to arrest an Auror captain?

So this kind of meeting is unnecessary.Even if you meet, what can you say?

How do you raise your wife?

That's too cherishing... subordinate.

Russell’s crime is also very particular: intent to murder Stark and Granger!

Russell felt wronged.

He was acting under the orders of the Secretary-General and could be completely pushed to Martel.

The most important thing is that he really wants to kill Stark and Granger.

But this intention was not exposed at all.William was alone the whole time, beating them Aurors!

In the words of William: What?Do you still want to kill us?Why is it not feeling at all?!

Therefore, Minister He Wen is also a master who can learn from the topic.

This is easy to understand.

There was such a big thing in Venice that Russell, the captain of the Auror, did not report to him.

This is the typical butt crooked and turned into Martel's shape.

How can this river text be tolerated!

You find an old man to green me first, I get into the car of the rich woman, are you still crying?

He resolutely used this opportunity to clean up a wave of subordinates, and then slaughter the chickens to deter a wave of political enemies.

Old politician.

However, William didn't bother to care about this deep game.

To put it bluntly, what does Idali have to do with him?With this time, he would rather go on a trip with Hermione.

But Venice is definitely unable to travel.It's almost gone, there are ruins everywhere.

Then, William and Hermione, who had nothing to do suddenly, cuddled up on the bench in St. Mark's Square to feed the pigeons.

There are about 40,000 pigeons in Venice, one third of which linger in Piazza San Marco.

There are too many, and the government strictly prohibits tourists from feeding.

But today is not within the prohibition, most of the Muggles have been sent away.

The wizards all around came and went, all doing the aftermath work.Although I really wanted to come over and ask for an autograph by the way, no one dared to really bother me.

That is the hero of Venice, the savior of Italy!

When passing by, everyone held their breath carefully, for fear of disturbing the young wizards who looked like lovers.

I don't know how long it took, when the sound of footsteps sounded, Minister He Wen came over, with three copies of Italy floating beside him.

"Get hungry, eat some noodles." Minister He Wen, like a kind elder, said with enthusiasm: "I have been so busy until now, I haven't even eaten a bowl of noodles."

He did not eat a bowl, but five bowls of noodles.

William tied his fingers in front of his mouth and sighed lightly.

He Wen noticed that William maintained a strange posture.

Hermione was lying in his arms, her slender shoulders moved slightly, her breathing was long, and she fell asleep tiredly.

Minister He Wen lowered his voice, "Thanks to the two of you today, otherwise this city will be completely gone.

Go to Rome to rest in the evening. The Ministry of Magic has prepared a room for you and Miss Granger."

A room?

William glanced deeply at the Minister of Magic.

It was Xi Han Wen Nuan delivering pasta, and another room... No wonder people can become ministers, it's not without reason!

"Have you found Martel?" William nodded and asked.

"Found it, it's dead."

River Wen waved his wand and turned into a chair, sitting not far from William.

"He was killed by Tereni Shad."

William nodded slightly, not too surprised.

Tereni stole the Goblet of Fire just to stop Martel.

But in the end, without knowing the reason, he suddenly changed his plan, dropped the Goblet of Fire and placed it on William.

She made a careful plan, and it is not surprising that she can kill Martel in the end.

"Where is Tereni?"

"Suffering a serious injury, but it's almost healed, and now it's controlled by the Auror."

He Wenwen thought that even if William was not angry, he would defend Treney one or two times and asked the Ministry of Magic to release her.

Unexpectedly, the boy was very calm, even his expression changed.It seems that this is not a serious matter.

In William's view, it is indeed not a serious matter.Not even his arm was severely numb by Hermione.

With him, He Wen couldn't really embarrass Tereni.The remaining problem is nothing more than exchange of terms.

Politics is compromise, and this sentence applies everywhere.

He Wen did not speak immediately, but looked at the river in the distance.

It is hard to imagine that earlier, there was a Stonehenge here, besieging a white dragon.

But now the white dragon was gone, and was wiped out by the young wizard in front of him.Stonehenge also sank underwater.

Hewen said:

"Martel has a great influence in Italy, and there is no evidence to prove that he planned this incident."

He Wen's words are right. Martel has been secretary-general for decades and his influence is really strong.Novel No. 6 www.6haoxs.com

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William touched Hermione's hair and said calmly:

"Do you need evidence? What I say now is evidence.

I said that Martel awakened the white dragon under Venice. He was the murderer behind the scenes.

Do you think everyone will believe it?"

"Of course, you defeated Bailong and saved everyone. Now what you say, everyone will believe." He Wen nodded.

At this moment, William seems to be the savior of Italy.

Politics is about compromise, but you want to compromise... The key is that the two sides are not equal.

If they are not equal, the very strong side will naturally show thunder means and will not make so-called compromises and concessions at all.

William was influential, but that was in England.Located in Italy, his influence is almost zero.

His status is a serious disparity.To borrow a Goblet of Fire, you must rely on Dumbledore's letter.

However, after the White Dragon incident, William and the Italian Ministry of Magic were undoubtedly equal, even slightly dominant.

What he said, Italian wizards, the metropolis chose to believe.

This is why He Wen came to William.

"William, it would be nice if you were an Italian wizard. With your abilities, you will definitely become the youngest minister."

"Someone said that last year."

"Keligan?" He Wen laughed.

William nodded and suddenly said:

"I need an amnesty... Trini's amnesty order."

"I'm ready." He Wen handed over a piece of paper.

"Trenee can leave at any time, no one will stop her, and no one will embarrass her."

"What do I need to do?" William asked.

"Martel is the hero of many Italian wizards. He can't fall, let alone scandal.

Otherwise it will have a very bad impact, and it will also affect Italy's international outlook."

"Well, if someone interviews me, I would say that Mr. Martell died heroically in the battle with the White Dragon." William said flatly.

He Wen looked at William appreciatively. He found that talking to smart people is easy.

"However, for me to say this, an amnesty decree is not enough." William said again: "I want to keep the Goblet of Fire."

How could it be possible to return what was in his hand.Not to mention this is the Holy Grail!

"No!" He Wen objected immediately.

The Goblet of Fire has stayed in Venice for 700 years. Although it is useless, who is too antique.

"...Even if I give it to you, do you really dare to have it?" William seemed to smile.

"Is that white dragon really alive?" He Wen lowered his voice.

"Yes, I can't kill it." William nodded.

"If you look up the literature, you will find that the White Dragon submerged Sardinia seven hundred years ago."

"If you are not afraid of Rome or Florence being flooded again, you can leave the Goblet of Fire behind."

He Wen squinted, thinking hard about the gains and losses.

"It's impossible to give it to you, but it can be loaned to you for research."

"What do you mean?" William raised his eyebrows.

"I will issue an order as the Minister of Magic." He Wen said.

"The Italian Ministry of Magic will lend the Goblet of Fire to Stark and Miss Granger for research indefinitely.

I only ask that you promise to return it during your lifetime."

"In a lifetime." William had a weird smile in his eyes, "I'm still young, so you probably have to wait."

He Wen shrugged and waited a hundred years at most.

Even the famous Nicol Mailer destroyed the Sorcerer's Stone. How long can Stark live?

"By the way, congratulations to both of you." He Wen smiled and said:

"Won the Order of the Governor of Venice and the First Class Magic Medal of Italy."

William has no waves.This thing has been acquired more times, and he has no fluctuations.

He Wen smiled slightly."May peace be with you."

After speaking, he got up and left.

William sat in a chair and looked at the river.After a while, he suddenly lowered his head.

Hermione was awake, but did not get up, still lying in her arms looking at his face in a daze.

William asked softly: "Why don't you sleep?"

Hermione got up, rubbed William's numb arm, and said with a big grin, "Go to sleep!"

"Wow, there is pasta, it's delicious." She brought the noodles over and handed William a bowl.

"By the way, where are we going tonight?"

"Rome." William said.

Just then, a seagull flew over.It flew for a moment and dropped a letter.

"Where's the letter?" Hermione ate her noodles and poked her head.

"Let me see..." William frowned.

"Albania!"

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