The Periodic Table of Words at Hogwarts

"Please pass me the orange juice, thank you."Zhang Qi ignored Fu Fuji's bow for the time being and turned to Alito.

Alito hesitated for a moment, then picked up a silver drink bottle and handed it to Zhang Qi.

“My grandmother, Vida Zirol, was a saint, so the stigma of that lineage stayed with me and my mother – Durmstrang refused me admission because of my lineage. , Beauxbatons is the same.”Taking a sip of ice-cold orange juice to relieve his choking situation, Zhang Qi also had a hint of coldness in his tone.

"Not to mention the United States has been pretty unkind to me."

"Originally, I thought that this situation would change when I came to the UK, but I found that I was wrong. I was really stupid. I actually imagined that the country that cultivated Voldemort would be able to face up to other people's bloodlines and truly understand the blood of others. to break this dirty shackles and grant equality and fraternity to all people.”

Having said this, Zhang Qi laughed self-deprecatingly.

"If I were a new student, a Mudblood in your terms, and not the heir to the largest pure-blood family in France; the only eldest son of the Ziroll family among the 28 Holy families, then I'm afraid I might have died yesterday. I will die in the Slytherin common room, and my family may also suffer endless revenge."

"So put away your hypocritical bow, Minister Fudge. Don't learn from the Hiyori Islands. It is unrealistic to expect to reduce the consequences by bowing and apologizing. If you want to be forgiven by others, you have to ask for forgiveness." Show some sincerity and do some practical things."

"No, no, no, I never meant to shirk responsibility"... The cold sweat on Fudge's forehead flowed down his face, gathered on his chin, and then dropped drop by drop in the Great Hall of Hogwarts. On that smooth marble floor.

He knew very well who Hekmadia, the current patriarch of the Zirol family, was.

Hekmedia has a bad reputation even in the UK. In the Auror circle, it can be said that everyone knows it, and Fudge is no exception.

During the period when the Death Eaters were raging, that is, when he was still a team leader in the Ministry of Magic's Department of Justice, he once received a mission to pick up the Death Eaters captured by Hekmadia. The five people who were originally prepared were ready. After the Auror team arrived at Zirol Manor, they were so frightened by the miserable state of the two Death Eaters that they vomited.

Hekmedia was raised by Zhang Qi's grandfather, Zhang Yan.As for Zhang Yan, before he joined the Red China in the uprising, he was one of Boss Dai's most satisfied students and the top spy of the Bureau of Military Statistics.After his work gradually became quieter, the old man often imparted work experience to his "adopted daughter" (who was being trained as a daughter-in-law) when he had nothing to do.

So guess for yourself how miserable those two Death Eaters were.

Not to mention that Hekmedia was able to eat a plate of dark red tuna fillets with mustard in such a bloody environment slowly and methodically without any psychological pressure (she was pregnant at the time, so she liked to eat more spicy food) food), when thinking of the hideous wounds and crimson everted muscles on those Death Eaters, that was a scene that could leave a huge psychological shadow on Fudge and the other four people at the scene!

Thinking back to that scene now, Fudge almost vomited on the marble floor of the Hogwarts Great Hall.

Fudge had no doubt that if this matter was not properly resolved today, he would probably be found drowned in the toilet at home tomorrow.

Then Barty Crouch will take over without any pressure and become the next Minister of Magic, throwing garbage on his own grave, the kind that even the strong winds of history cannot blow away.

Thinking of this, Fudge shuddered and quickly continued:

"The Ministry of Magic will conduct an inventory of all pure-blood families from now on, and it is bound to catch all those who seek power for personal gain."

"No, no, no, I personally think it would be better if we just conduct a large-scale investigation of the Flint family. Most other families are law-abiding, so this kind of action is unnecessary. Besides, it is easy for you to open your mouth, but the following The Aurors are going to break their legs."

Zhang Qi crossed his hands on his chest and said to Fudge.

"Yes, yes, the Ministry of Magic will never tolerate such behavior again."Fudge immediately patted his chest and promised.

"Then I accept the apology from the British Ministry of Magic on behalf of the Zirol family."Zhang Qi stood up, walked to Fudge, and stretched out his right hand.

"I think you won't mind if the Zirol family makes some investments in Diagon Alley. We will pay taxes on time."

"welcome".Fu Ji excitedly stretched out his right hand and shook it with Zhang Qi.

This time, he not only successfully repaired the relationship with the Zirol family, but also attracted a wave of new investment in Diagon Alley. Fudge was very happy.

"Then I will take the suspect away first, Principal Dumbledore."However, seeing several Aurors walking from the inside of the castle, including Marcus Flint, who was already tied up with chains and slightly unconscious, Fudge still asked a little strangely:

"But why does the suspect look a little delirious?"

"Yesterday, he was hit by the disarming spell when he was using the Cruciatus on classmate Zirol. As a result, the tip of the wand that was casting the spell hit him."Flitwick replied. "It's a rare situation, but obviously he's unlucky."

"That's really what you deserve."Fudge quickly agreed, "Then I won't disturb you, Principal Dumbledore."

"Do your duty, Secretary Fudge."Dumbledore's blue eyes looked at Fudge kindly, "You are also welcome to come back to Hogwarts. I remember that when you were in school, you loved sitting on the steps of the castle to bask in the sun."

"Yes, yes, it's a pity that I am too busy after becoming a minister, but I will definitely take time to come back and see."Fudge looked around the castle's auditorium with some nostalgia, and then said goodbye to Dumbledore.

"I had heard some bad things before coming to Hogwarts, but I didn't care at the time."After Fudge left, Zhang Qi said to the students in the auditorium.

"Later I discovered that most of these rumors were actually true. Many families that claim to be pure-bloods discriminate, make things difficult, and insult Muggle-born wizards. This situation makes me very angry and sad. When can we Get out of this endless infighting”?

"Professor Dumbledore"?Mag asked slightly worriedly.

"A very interesting boy, let him continue, Minerva."There was a hint of nostalgia in Dumbledore's tone, because the child in front of him, with his hands behind his back and his upper body straightened, was gradually resembling the figure at the Father Shelley Cemetery in Paris, France decades ago.

These two people were so similar that if the child hadn't been Asian, Dumbledore might even have suspected that Zhang Qi was that person's descendant.