Harry Potter's Bastard

"Why is that woman ......," Hanoby gestured with his hand, "in that box of yours?"

"You could consider her my captive. "

"Did you really catch that wanted criminal?"

"Obviously, what?" Solim said with a sudden realization, "By the way, when they escaped from prison, the Ministry of Magic seemed to have greeted your prime minister, so you should have their wanted warrants here, right? Do you want to give me a bounty?"

Solim looked at Hanoby with a grin.

"But...... Wow. Hanobi seemed to finally accept this fact, but then he became a little distracted: "But I heard...... The organization she was part of...... The boss of ......"

"You mean the man. Solim looked at Hanoby with a look that I knew what you were talking about.

"Yes, the wizard who can't even be named. Hanoby's voice was much quieter, as if Voldemort was really hiding in this room.

"Oh, you don't have to be so nervous. Solim waved his hand, "For ordinary people who don't have magical powers, you can say his name at will without fear of consequences - unless, of course, there is a Death Eater next to you23 who happens to hear you. "

"Really?" said Hanoby, incredulous, "but the news I received ......

"That magic only reacts to magic. Solim patiently explained, "Any creature with magical powers, as long as you pronounce the name correctly, will be detected by that magic and detected by the spellcaster, but you don't have magical powers—hmm...... You're not a wizard, are you?"

Solim was a little less confident, because he didn't have Dumbledore's eyesight, and he could see the amount of magic at a glance. In fact, even if Hanoby was a wizard, Solim couldn't be sure if he was a wizard until he pulled out his wand and cast a spell.

"Yes...... No, I mean, yes, I'm not a wizard. "

Affirmations and negatives of questions in English have always been the test point, and it took Solim a long time to figure out what Hanoby was saying.

"Then what are you worried about? You can say the person's name so generously that he won't notice it even if he shouts it all day with a loudspeaker. Solim struck a pen-gripping pose, "How about it? Do you want me to spell it for you?"

"Alright—" Hanobi said, raising his hand, "let's talk about what happened." If you caught the wanted criminal, why didn't you hand her over to your Ministry of Magic?

"Of course she's still wanted, and as for why don't I hand her over to the Ministry of Magic?" Solim scoffed, "Then I might as well let her go now." "

The Ministry of Magic wasn't completely controlled by the Death Eaters, but it wasn't much closer. Hand Bellatrix over to the Ministry of Magic, although it won't be given to the front foot and the back foot will be released, but there will definitely be some "accident" that will cause the prisoner to escape - this is simply certain.

"What do you mean by that?" asked Hanobi cautiously, sensing that the question seemed to be critical.

(Hanobi didn't know the real situation of the Ministry of Magic?, or did he do, but pretended not to know anything to get more information?)

Solimus paused for a moment, realizing that this seemed to be a good deal. It doesn't matter if this agent already has the real situation.

"Well......" Solim's right hand began to turn the bracer on his left wrist through the snake-scale glove, "seems like a valuable question?"

"Uh......" Hanobi stunted.

"Well, it seems that we are all aware of this problem, this matter is not much valuable information to me, but it is ...... for you"

Solim smiled and didn't continue.

"Can you put the little contest between the two of you aside for a while?" Elizabeth II said suddenly: "As an old man, can you satisfy my other curiosity first?

The queen calls herself an old man—and while she is very old, it is still very inappropriate for an outsider like Solim. But after all, she said so, and Solim, the traditional virtue of respecting the old and loving the young, was engraved in his soul and could only accept it.

"Are you British?"

The old lady in front of her always seemed to surprise Solim, and she asked an unrelated question.

"Legally, I can't be considered British, even though I was born in England. "I wasn't born in your hospital, so I don't have a birth certificate, and I didn't go to any everybody's school, so to speak, I don't exist in your population database — because I don't have a social security number, I don't have a driver's license," Solim explained. "

Solim then stroked his black hair, "And I'm sure Her Majesty has seen it, I'm not Germanic." "[]

"Since you were born in England, you should be considered British de jure. Her Majesty smiled, "These identities are all minor problems, and without a suitable identity, you must often encounter some difficulties in our society, right?"

No wizard of normal status does have a lot of problems, as long as he is still in contact with Muggle society, or begging for a living in Muillan society, but for Solim, these are minor problems, but the queen seems to think this is a good opportunity to show goodwill.

"We'll help you solve your 280 status problem. The queen smiled and said, "Medical insurance, unemployment insurance, and other benefits that a citizen should have." "

Solim raised his eyebrows, the queen's intention was obvious to a fool, but Solim didn't seem to have the need to refuse? Having a normal ordinary person status would indeed reduce a lot of unnecessary troubles.

"Thank you very much. This really helped me solve some minor problems. Solim sat back in his chair and bowed, "So let's get back to the topic." "

"You asked me why I didn't hand over that crazy woman to the Ministry of Magic. My answer, Mr. Hanoby," Solim looked at Hannoby, "as long as I hand them over to them on the front foot, the prisoner will definitely escape due to various accidents, so there is no difference between me handing them over to the Ministry of Magic and letting her go." "

"Internal and external collusion?"

"Oh, worse than that. Solim smiled slightly, "The ministers in power in the Ministry of Magic are all related to each other, so it's not too easy to do such a small trick. "

Solim went on to give a brief explanation of the Ministry's internal structure and its relationship with pure-blood wizards. After hearing this, the queen felt a chill down her spine, and she turned her head to look at Hanoby.

"I say, Sir Richard, do you think it's time for us to restrain the bastards in the City?"