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Thinking of this, Ms. Maxim stopped talking about [the punishment was too heavy] or [he is still a child]. She didn’t want her momentary softheartedness to create a reputation for the future Boothbarton School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Negative news.

Thinking of this, Ms. Maxim nodded her head, "Well, I agree with the Ministry of Magic's verdict!"

"Then I will take these two prisoners back to the Ministry of Magic once... After all, some procedures still need to go through the process!" The Auror chief said, and he glanced at Zhou Ye... He was waiting for Zhou Ye to announce himself. Views.

"Wait a minute!" Zhou Ye didn't disappoint him either, and said directly: "I think...this is inhumane if this is done...Since Dracul loves that donkey so much, he even does not hesitate to give it a price. An expensive love potion, so I think...take that donkey away, and keep him locked up is the best...After all, this is love!"

"..."

Hearing Zhou Ye's words, everyone in the principal's office was almost out of joy...

This Nima-I just don't plan to let Dracul's rhythm go...

Originally, Ms. Maxim thought that the Auror sent by the Ministry of Magic to station in the Academy would never agree to Zhou Ye's nonsense request, but what she didn't expect was that the guy actually agreed.

"Okay...I think this is also a good compensation for Dracul, so that he won't be lonely in Azkaban!" The Auror chief said, as soon as he motioned to his subordinates, there were several Aurors. Coming up, some went to carry Dracul, who was under a blood stain, some went to lead the little donkey that was spinning around Dracul... There was also one who picked up Batista who fell to the ground. ...

"Then we will leave temporarily..." The Auror chief will say that the temporary departure is because he will be back after a while. After all, this is an emergency... His real task is to maintain the Triwizard Tournament. Order... Everything else is secondary.

As a blue flame of Floo powder flashed by...

The departure of the Aurors caused a lot of empty space in the originally crowded principal's office...

"Okay, little guys..." Ms. Maxim rubbed her eyebrows, she was really a little bit heady towards the group of guys headed by Zhou Ye... The whole incident seemed to her to be a trap. , Only the guy named Dracul was stupid and jumped down by himself.

But anyway... I can only say that Dracour deserves his sins, or that he is self-inflicted...

On this point, Ms. Maxim does not deny...

Delacour's scheming and courage may have been regarded as excellent at his age, but it is a pity that he encountered Zhou Ye, a pervert...

What a poor guy...

Thinking of this, Ms. Maxim didn't bother to ask Zhou Ye and the others... Now that the matter has been concluded, there is no point in searching for those doubts...

Besides-Ms. Maxim originally disgusted Dracul who refines the forbidden drugs... The reason why I just asked Zhou Ye and them just because I wanted to clarify the whole story...

"You can go out..." As soon as Ms. Maxim finished speaking, Sarah and Clara laughed and hugged each other. Of course, they did not forget Zhou Ye's mastermind...

On the side of the two of them, on Zhou Ye's cheek, a sweet mouth came...

Regarding this, the two principals just sat there and watched... did not stop their impulse...

"Then Ms. Maxim, let's go out first... Professor Dumbledore, let's go!"

After a few people said hello, they quickly left the principal's office...

In the entire principal's office, only Maxim and Dumbledore are left...

"I really admire you, Professor Dumbledore..." Looking at the quiet office once again, Ms. Maxim sighed and said to Dumbledore: "There is a troublemaker like Ye Zhou, you still It’s not easy to live so happily...How did you discipline him?"

"Haha..." Dumbledore didn't say a word from beginning to end. Although Zhou Ye had to show up in this office because he was one of the people involved, he believed that the little guy would take care of everything. ...

Of course, he didn't do nothing...

Dumbledore also noticed the completely different attitude of the Auror chief when he treated Zhou Ye... He was also thinking about the relationship between Zhou Ye and the Ministry...

But now that Ms. Maxim has asked him, he can no longer pretend to be deaf and dumb."Why do you care about him? Ye Zhou is a good boy. He will manage everything himself and his relationship with others...I never thought about disciplining this child. He is different... …"

"...I think...I probably understand what you mean, professor!" Ms. Maxim also thought of Zhou Ye since the incident, as if there was no panic on his face... From beginning to end, he was very Calm down... or this kind of kid really doesn't need discipline, right?

One thousand one hundred and twenty-five chapters

Just as the preparations for the Triwizard Tournament are in full swing, in a dilapidated villa far from the crowds in a remote village in the UK far from France...A conspiracy against the Triwizard Tournament is also being staged.

"My cute little Batty, the news you brought to me is really timely..." said a pale and thin man sitting at the long table in the living room on the first floor, speaking with compliments. : "In that case, the Triwizard Tournament is actually a bait? A bait to lure me into action??"

"Yes, respectable Dark Lord!" A blond man with a handsome face looked at the pale man in front of him with enthusiasm...

Perhaps because of his pale face, or perhaps because of his somewhat alienated appearance, it is basically difficult for you to tell how old he is through this face... However, Little Batty knows that he at least has More than fifty years old...because he is Voldemort, a guy who made the entire magical world change color...

"Our Minister of Magic is really a big-handed person..." There was no expression on Voldemort's face, his fingers tapped the long mottled table in front of him without a rhythm...

With his pondering--

The wizards sitting on both sides of the long table were silent...They knew that this was the habit of their great Dark Lord's thinking, and now anyone who interrupts his thinking will not end well...

Deliberately let out the wind to resume the Triwizard Tournament of the three major magic schools...

He also mobilized almost all the Aurors and watched there...obviously he was setting a trap for himself, a trap that was strong enough to hit him...

So-what should I do??

Voldemort's mind was spinning quickly...

He knows that although his power seems to be very large, all these are castles in the air based on his extraordinary strength...

Once something happened to him, then this seemingly huge force in front of him would definitely disappear in the blink of an eye...

It’s hard to say how many people will be loyal to them then...

Although he has left six Horcruxes for his immortal plan... But this does not mean that he will easily risk risks and use his life as a bet...

But-the Triwizard Tournament led by the Ministry of Magic is obviously a demonstration against him. If he dare not show up, then... his reputation for working so hard for so many years will be greatly affected.

What do you rely on to run rampant in this magical world?Doesn’t it depend on frightening reputation??

Because of fear-those guys dare not face themselves...

Because of fear-many people joined themselves...

It's even more because of fear-most wizards will perform abnormally when facing themselves and lose to themselves...

Without fear, how much deterrence he has for the entire magical world, then just two talk... Even many people in his own camp will have some thoughts that shouldn't be raised... This is what he absolutely does not Allowed.

The wizards sitting at the long table are quietly waiting for their Dark Lord to make a decision. To sit here, their loyalty has been tested by the Dark Lord...

"They want to put down their pockets to catch me?" Voldemort's cold voice sounded again, his tone was soft and gloomy, just like his appearance, making people listen to it once and don't want to listen to it again... but for sitting To the Death Eaters on both sides of the long table, the voice sounded like an oracle.

They couldn't help but sit up straight....waiting for their own Dark Lord to continue speaking.

"They thought this would force me to show up...?" Voldemort looked at the Death Eaters on both sides of his table and nodded in satisfaction."Do you think I will really show up?"

"So...sir, what do you mean..." Little Batty said jokingly.

"Of course I will still appear..." Voldemort smiled coldly, "but not in the arena...but in the Ministry of Magic..."

Give up attacking the Triwizard Tournament, and instead directly attack the Ministry of Magic??Get paid?Such a move seems to be good...