Hogwarts of a certain magic

You can search for "a magical Hogwarts novel (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!The matter of a magic carpet dealer, in the eyes of Fudge and Crouch, is not a big deal.

Fudge's words are very thorough.

Since there are express provisions, you must respect the law... You can't talk in person, you can talk in private.

Even this kind of reading comprehension can't get full marks, so it's far from'Master, I got it'.

Fudge didn't bother to open the back door to such a fool.

But if the other party is smart enough and on the road...

Fudge didn't mind letting the British wizard, who lacked entertainment and was in desperation, use the magic carpet of the Arab world earlier.

Of course, an expensive cancellation fee is required.

As for whether he can seize the family transportation market, what does it have to do with him? Anyway, he takes money to do things.

In this field: Fudge has a good reputation, has always used money to do things, treats people with integrity, and is childish.

Who doesn't say yes to those who have entered his back door with a thumbs up.emmm...except Malfoy.

Another point, if the magic carpet vendors can seize the market, so much the better.

Disturbing the share of domestic transportation, several big broom manufacturers are not allowed to come to the door overnight, asking him to ban the sale of magic carpets.

If you can't sell others, then ban him!Or, compulsory magic carpet dealers sell their stores at low prices and turn them into British businesses.

If the magic carpet merchant knows the interest, he is from a store on Mars, and he has to kneel quickly.

No matter from which point of view, Fudge is still making a profit without losing money, and can get a wave of support.

Crouch didn't want to talk to the businessman even more.It wasn't Horace's introduction, how could the other party contact an official of his level.

Although Crouch did not become the Minister of Magic, he is also the Director of the Ministry of Magic, and there is still some prestige!

Moreover, he hates law and discipline the most in his life!

There is no doubt that Horace must have gained a lot of benefits.

Crouch knew his teacher.

When I was young, I liked material enjoyment and made friends with famous, successful, and powerful people.

Everyone stopped talking to the magic carpet dealer, and Fudge continued to ask:

"Barty, have you seen where Ludo is going? I have been looking for him.

It’s a mess around here, there was sniffing and stealing things just now, which collapsed the tent...Hey, Lucius, what are you doing?"

Fudge suddenly moved away and waved his hand.

Malfoy seemed to be walking, and two big men followed him-Crabbe and Gore.

There was a gloomy wizard next to him-McNeill.This wizard is responsible for slaughtering magical creatures that have committed crimes.

When Buckbeak executed his torture, he was the swordsman.

Hearing the shout, Malfoy raised his head and saw Minister Fudge, his pale face squeezing a little smile.

He said loudly: "I just heard on the road that magical creatures were attacking the camp. I don't know whose tent collapsed and lost a lot of things.

There is no competition now, let's watch the excitement and have fun."

Fudge looked weird, and he said loudly, "It is true that some tents have fallen down, but I remind you, it is better to be mentally prepared, Lucius."

"What?" Malfoy still maintained a graceful smile.

Fuji suppressed his laughter and said, "It is...your tent that collapsed."

"..."

Malfoy froze for two seconds, then turned and ran.

Banana Bara!No wonder Weasley laughed so sickly.

This old yin and yang man!

The youngest son has no sex!

Fudge finally laughed, but Crouch didn't smile, still a cold zombie face.

"Oh, where did Ludo go?"

"He went to St. Mungo's Magic Hospital, don't you know?" Crouch said coldly.

"What happened?" Fudge was taken aback."Has he been beaten?

I just told him to restrain him. The last time the Bulgarian fans were beaten, there were rumors that he took the lead in inciting.

Kingsley told me that several Bulgarian fans were going to put him in a sack."

"No, Arthur just brought words to say that Bertha was seriously injured and was taken to the hospital."

Crouch's eyes were dark, and he glanced at William and Hermione impenetrably.

"What, I... I don't even know about this." Fudge said in shock.

"I heard... it was Mr. Stark and Miss Granger who rescued Bertha in Albania." Crouch said softly.

"Really? What's going on, William." Fudge asked hurriedly.

"She must be in Albania and met the dark wizard. The security there has always been bad.

How could Bertha go to Albania?"

"Ludo has given the Sports Department a holiday." Crouch sneered: "Connelly, don't you know about it?"

Fudge was speechless, of course he knew.

Without his hint, how could Ludo, a fool, give the Sports Department a holiday at the busiest time.

Not to make things difficult for Crouch.

But he certainly couldn't admit it. He coughed a few times: "I don't know! Ludo! I am going to visit them at St. Mungo's Hospital now."

He turned his head again and said, "William, you and Hermione also go back first.

Later, I will come to you again and ask you something."

After Fudge finished speaking, he hurried away with the officials.

"Mr. Stark," Crouch glanced at Horace and said suddenly:

"Tonight, I want to invite you and Miss Granger to come to my tent."

"Huh?" William and Hermione exchanged glances.

The two and Crouch had no intersection, why did the other party suddenly invite them?

"Maybe you already know that Dumbledore negotiated the Triwizard Tournament."

Crouch explained: "But the goblet of fire for selecting the Warriors is still with you. I need to discuss this with you."

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Crouch was gone, and the Egyptian magic carpet dealer followed, seemingly ready to continue talking with him.

William looked at Crouch's back, did not speak, and was thinking carefully.

For things like the Goblet of Fire, just find a subordinate and hand it over, not for a minute.

Why bother to find time to meet in private?

Strange Crouch.

Hermione shook William's hand and motioned to the old man, who was still staring at them.

From the moment he appeared, Horas stared at them unabashedly.

I have been staring for ten minutes without blinking, as if I saw a peerless treasure.

Wouldn't your eyes do anything if you didn't blink for so long?

"Professor Slughorn, if there is nothing wrong, we should also go." William said politely.

"Do you know me?" The old man's eyes lit up.

"Of course I know, Professor Dumbledore mentioned you more than once, and said that the time I worked with you... was joyous and memorable."

William babbled casually.

Dumbledore only mentioned that Horace was overjoyed after Voldemort's death... He realized that this colleague might have shared dark secrets with Tom.

To investigate the number of Horcruxes, the principal started with Horace.

"Oh, boy, you are dishonest, this is not what Albus would say." Horace laughed.

"However, we are indeed old colleagues and friends."

Horace was very old, a little fat, but well maintained, just like Dumbledore...a delicate old man.

However, the baldness gave him a lot of points.

As a potion master, Horace can't cure baldness...Sure enough, no matter where he is, baldness is a terminal illness.

Also the killer of middle-aged and elderly men's appearance.

No wonder Professor Snape never washes his hair. After all, his hairline is getting higher year by year.

He is afraid of hair loss!

And baldness is the only thing that can threaten his appearance!

Horace continued: "When we first met, my name is Horace. I have long admired you two and wanted to meet you very early.

I wrote many letters to Albus, asking him to bring you to the Christmas party I held, but they were all rejected."

Horace's eyes seemed to shine.

"Please forgive me, as a teacher, I have a fanatical paranoia about training outstanding students."

He was very sorry that he retired too early that year and missed the pair of students.

Judging from the information that Horace has learned over the years, William is definitely the best little wizard he has ever seen.

Even the Tom of the year was not so good.

"Then you can come back to teach, I believe Professor Dumbledore will always reserve a place for you." William whispered.

"Defense against the Dark Arts?" Horace murmured, "He invited me this year...he invited me after so many people died.

This old slipper!"

Dumbledore would really invite people.Let Horace, the potion master, serve as the defense against the dark magic?

It seemed that Dumbledore loved Snape more than Horace.

"I think we can go to my tent and have a drink?" Horace suggested. "I can tell you interesting things.

For example, Abs used to be a great evil teacher. He is best at writing sonnets.

I have left a lot of manuscripts, ready to wait for his death... Well, after retirement, I sell them at a high price."

"Sorry, professor." William refused.

"We have to find our tent now.

After going out for a while, I think my parents, as well as Hermione's parents, are waiting."

Horace was disappointed.

"Child, I will host a banquet in the evening, with many celebrities attending...are you coming?"

"It depends, sir." William smiled.

The three of them slowly left. After walking away, Hermione asked in a low voice:

"William, Professor Dumbledore, didn't you always want to inquire about certain things?" Hermione was puzzled. "Why not go for such a good opportunity?"

William looked at Hermione, touched her head and said:

"You have to learn how to catch it... believe it or not, the less I care about it, the more cat's claw in Horace's heart.

Going back at night, you may not be able to sleep.

We have to give him hope and make him feel that it's almost impossible.

But the appetite is constantly hanging, making him want to be unavailable.

If he immediately agreed, he would feel nothing strange, and it would be harder to get what we wanted."

William is very comfortable with such things.Learn the goddess, just lick the dog.

Horace's weakness is obvious, and it is not easy to play with him.

He turned his head to face Neville behind him, and said, "Remember, Neville, the same goes for chasing girls. You must learn it carefully."

Neville nodded hurriedly.Is this why William is so popular?

He got it, think about it, his pet Rifle, that's how he treated him!

Frequent divine hiding appeared suddenly when he thought he was missing.

Neville had to study hard, and prepare to...fuck Professor Snape.

If you can conquer the professor, the potions class will be comfortable in the future.

Hermione was also thoughtful, and she suddenly said, "William, why are you so skilled?"

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