Hogwarts of a certain magic

You can search for "a magical Hogwarts novel (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!With the cooperation of the wizard, the fire was quickly extinguished.

The strange thing is that the flames were clearly set ablaze in Professor Slughorn’s tent, and they weren’t burned too hard here...

Instead, Crouch's tent next to it was almost completely destroyed.It's a disaster.

"Are you all right?"

Outside the tent, William lost two bottles of potion to the twins.

"It's okay, just some slight scratches."

George wiped his arm with the hemostatic agent, lingering fear.

"Why are you two chasing Malfoy!" Hermione pursed her lips, her expression serious, as if Professor McGonagall possessed him.

"We...think that there are prank alchemy items that can be used against him." Fred said with a wry smile.

Qiu solemnly said, "Have you forgotten that Malfoy is an adult wizard?! How old are you?"

"we……"

"I want to write to my mother!" Ginny gave a fatal blow with a sharp voice.

"Ginny, please... don't!" Fred quickly said.

"I call your sister, okay? Ginny." George shouted shamelessly.

However, no one paid any attention to the two of them, and several people took turns criticizing the twins in a serious tone.

They looked at the two families of William and Cedric as if for help.

Cedric stood tall and wanted to persuade him, but Qiu glared at him, where he dared to be hardened.

Without the slightest stance, he immediately changed his camp like a dogleg, and followed up with criticism.

William was not so shameless. He just held his chin and pretended to be thinking about the problem, completely ignoring the sad eyes from George and Fred.

The twins are really impulsive. Even if they have a prank product, they cannot be Malfoy's opponent.

They were different from Hermione. Hermione dared to face the adult wizard, and William gave her magic training almost every night.

William completely taught Hermione his fighting skills.

William also taught Cedric them, but most of them were on school weekends.

With the busyness of last year, this activity ended again.

They must be much better than wizards of the same age, but they are somewhat worse than adult wizards...especially Death Eaters like Malfoy.

William squinted...It seems that the combat training of several people will be picked up again this school year.

The critique did not last long, because Crouch came over.

Seeing his tent turned into a ruin, he stayed there for a few seconds.

Crouch is indeed a little dazed. He has only left for half an hour. Why does this place become like this?

You have a party next door... Why are you burning our tent?

I'm the rebellious son of the Imperius Curse, so I'm in it!!

Although Crouch hated his son, he suddenly forced him to send a white-haired man to a black-haired man... Yin and Yang are separated...

Is this a human thing?

Mr. Crouch's angry face turned hideous. He looked around and said loudly, "Who did this?"

An Auror hurried over, pressed to Crouch's ear, and whispered for a while.

After a while, Crouch's sharp eyes swept across the twins.

"The two of you set the fire?!"

"We didn't!" Fred yelled wronged.

"We didn't do anything!" George said. "The fire started from Professor Slughorn's tent, not us."

"Don't lie, boy!" Crow's eyes burst out.

"My tent is some distance from here, it is impossible to be ignited.

Just look at other tents nearby!

Someone led the fire, and when the Auror arrived just now, there were only you two!"

"We are just fighting the fire..." Fred defended.

"You didn't release it, why are you saving..."

"Batti," a witch in a long woolen coat whispered. "They're still kids, Barty, they can never—"

"What's wrong with the kid?" Crouch was irritated, and he looked a little crazy.

"I have seen too many young wizards who went astray... Being young, this is not an excuse."

At this moment, there was another puff, and Minister Fudge appeared in the crowd.

Fudge was dressed in a mess, and there was a pink bow tied around his neck, which was obviously wrong.

Or maybe it was just playing some strange paly and forgot to take it down.

After landing, Fudge felt a soft touch of stinky shit under his feet, soft.E-bookstore www.dianzishuwuxs.com

Looking down, it was a dense grassland.

He lifted his foot, struggling against the grass, rubbed the sole of his shoe, and spat again unluckily, before he looked at Slughorn on the side.

Slughorn was a bit miserable, his hands were being caught, and blood was still permeating.

He is using potions, but the vampire's special toxin is preventing the wound from healing.

"What's the matter with you, Horace?" Fudge was taken aback.

"I was attacked by a vampire, but fortunately William saved me." Slughorn said with lingering fear.

Until now, he has not recovered from the agitated mood.

At that moment, he really thought he was going to die.

He is only over a hundred years old, he is still young, and he has not lived enough.

Thanks to William for saving him...

Slughorn felt that he had become a brother with him now, but the kind of begging to die on the same day and the same year... is not too much.

William certainly thinks so.

"Where is that vampire?" Fudge said angrily.

Who let vampires enter the camp, this despicable dark creature!Except for Veeva, all other magical creatures deserve to die.

Soon, the blood ni was brought up.He had a slit in his mouth, but he didn't die, just passed out in a coma.

"It must have been his fire!"

Fudge looked around and stomped angrily.

He just got the news and knew that there was a fire here, so he had to get up from the bed where a good atmosphere was brewing.

He is in a bad mood now.The matter of the American wizard who died last time is still under investigation, and now someone set fire again!

Fudge vented his anger by kicking hard towards the triangular grassy area under his feet.

The foot was surprisingly good, and he kicked twice again.

"It's not him, Connelly." Crouch looked around in the ruins and shouted: "Someone else led the fire to my tent. There are a lot of precious materials and official documents from the Ministry... Up!

I need someone to be responsible.

You must use the flashback spell on the wands of the two little red-haired wizards. I want to investigate!"

Crouch was already a little desperate. He didn't find Barty, nor did he find Sparkle the house elf.

"We didn't do it..." George struggled.

"There was a wizard just now. He stunned Malfoy, took his wand, and led the fire."

"What? What did you say?" Crouch rushed over. He grabbed George's arm and said grimly: "Do you see his looks clearly?"

"No... we can't see that person. He may have used the Illusion Charm or the Invisibility Cloak."

Fred said, snatching George from Crouch.

"He attacked Malfoy from behind and picked up his wand again..."

Crouch's face was terribly pale, his hands and toothbrush-like moustache twitching.

He knew who it was.

That Nizi is not dead... and ran away!

"Where is Lucius?" Fudge asked nervously."where is he?"

"Still there just now..." George said.

Everyone looked down.

"At your feet, Minister!!" Kingsley shouted.

Fudge was startled and jumped up.His jumping ability was unexpectedly strong, and his vertical height reached 100 centimeters.

After landing, Fudge stepped heavily on the dense triangular grass area.He bounced again.

Puff, puff, puff~

So, over and over again...like a springboard.

Wait... if that's Malfoy, where did Fudge step on?

William looked at his crotch and took a cold breath.

It turns out... There are not only prostate brakes in this world, but also prostate springboards.

However, after Fudge's tossing back and forth like this... no matter how good the springboard is, it is probably also scrapped!

Poor Narcissa.(Voiceover~)

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