curse the world at hogwarts

You took a bag of laundry detergent and told the International Federation of Wizards that this was the raw material for a large-scale magical weapon that would cause panic and even war.

But you hold a bag of washing powder and say that this is a bag of washing powder in my hand?

The International Confederation of Wizards will only say: Listening to your words is like listening to your words.

Illusion can be created, but it must be consistent with some verifiable truth, otherwise you will not be able to convince others to offend people on your behalf.

And at the moment Sophia appeared, the Magic Congress had been hyping up all the rhetoric that it had previously been saying, even claiming that it would go to the International Confederation of Wizards...

None of them match up.

Then it's over, and it's over that can't be saved by changing the rhetoric.

After all, the magical world is not the Muggle world. America does not have the power to ignore logic and act willfully in this world.

Reviewing the events surrounding the Red Dragon incident, Rhine suddenly realized that Galahad was not only an outstanding agent, but also a talented strategist.

In a hasty time, in a hasty place, under hasty conditions...he put the best patch on Rhine.

In fact, haste is the core of Rhine's exculpation, because even the Magic Congress, which knows the most fundamental reason, will not say that Rhine acted in a hurry to protect Adams.

They would only say that Rhine had been plotting against Quantico for a long time.

At this time, representatives from the International Confederation of Wizards asked, if you say he had planned it for a long time, do you mean he poured buckets of paint on his dragon and then attacked one of the safest and most terrifying institutions in the United States? ?

how to answer?

The whole paragraph fell apart.

When trying to understand this section, Dumbledore couldn't help but smile bitterly, and Ms. Bones's usually serious face also twitched slightly.

The serious and old-fashioned Rhine Lyle in their impressions may really just disappear into their memories.

The special envoy stopped talking. He knew that it would be impossible for the Magic Congress to avenge Adams for leaving and the small treasury.

And Fudge's face was completely black.

In the past few days, the script he had worked so hard to conceive of - "Timely Rain Helps Danger, Little Rhine Bows" was completely useless.

The scene that swirled in his mind to the point where he even fell into a dream - Rhine was exposed on the spot by the special envoy of the Magic Congress, and almost died in a hurry, but he eliminated all the troubles with one sentence, shouting "Brother Fudge" with tears in his eyes...

Still just dreaming.

Since the matter couldn't be done, Fudge stopped embarrassing himself and quickly called the special envoy to leave.

The staff from the Ministry of Magic who had been watching the show for a long time and didn't understand it finally realized and completed the normal work of registering Sophia for Rhine.

"You ah you!"

After everything was over, Amelia Bones came up and nodded at Rhine's head in confusion.

"If you had had this intention at the beginning, would you have suffered those five years?"

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows and stared dumbfoundedly at Rhine, smiling like a mangy dog ​​and letting Mrs. Bones ruffle his hair.

"Isn't this a blessing in disguise~" Rhine said, "If I hadn't been in jail, I wouldn't have thought clearly."

Mrs. Bones was stunned for a moment, then sighed.

"For us, this is a blessing we would rather you not have."

Dumbledore was really confused. Why didn't he remember that Rhine and Mrs. Bones still had this friendship?

When Rhine was imprisoned, Mrs. Bones was not seen speaking up for him!

Old Dengtou had a misunderstanding here. Just because he didn't see it doesn't mean it didn't happen.

It was just six years ago that Amelia Bones was not the Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, but a senior staff member who was unable to participate in the trial and therefore was not noticed.

After having tea with Bones, Rhine and Dumbledore walked out happily.

"You and the Bones family?" Dumbledore couldn't help but ask.

Rhine shook his head: "It doesn't matter."

In the era when the heroic clan Bones was prosperous, it was not his mixed-race parents' turn to make friends.

This is not to say that Bones is arrogant, but that in the magical world with various hidden rules, they have little chance to have a close relationship with him.

"What about you and Mrs. Burns?"

Dumbledore has his own share of gossip, otherwise the gossip would be so well-informed?

Rhine showed a smile that concealed his merit and fame.

"Perhaps you don't know that she was born in Newt and Tina's kindergarten, and she went back to do a vacation internship because of her similar personalities... and she took me under her wing."

Dumbledore:  …

He suddenly hesitated. Should he be wary at this moment?

There are already pure-blood factions and half-blood factions in the wizarding world, and there are also Fudge factions and Crouch factions in the Ministry of Magic. There are even similar distinctions within Hogwarts.

The influence of these small circles is not small, and they are almost the source of all kinds of chaos in the magical world.

What is this thing I found today?

Kindergarten party?

Why is it that as soon as you arrive in Rhineland, you are such an idiot that no one can take you seriously?

Then, he realized something more interesting -

After running for Rhine for five years, he finally broke the silence of the Ministry of Magic and signed the release document for Rhine. It was the man who had been in office for several years and had managed the Department of Magical Law Enforcement until it was impossible to pour water...

Amelia Burns!

Dumbledore was not the only one who worked hard for Rhine.

"The old man must be thinking nonsense again."

After bidding farewell to Dumbledore in Diagon Alley, Rhine shook his head helplessly.

This is the reason why he absolutely does not ask himself to take the world as his responsibility. Life is too tiring and hard.

The White Devil has his own unique characteristics that allow him to bear this kind of responsibility, hard work and...suspiciousness.

People who don't have an aura like Rhine's should never touch this kind of thing, as it can easily get themselves involved.

Mrs. Bones must have a righteous heart in helping him, and there may also be the influence of Mrs. Tina. Their poker faces together are better than that of mother and daughter.

But at least for now, her interactions with Rhine are only casual.

after?

As the first White boss to be named and killed when Voldemort made a complete comeback, Mrs. Bones had long been included in the "protection" list.

Scrimgeour, who could only be second in command when she was alive, had no personal character but no ability to turn the tide.

The collapse of the Ministry of Magic actually started with the murder of this woman.

"How can we deepen our relationship with her?" Rhine had various thoughts running through his mind. "How about continuing Mrs. Tina's character line...Hermione seems to be quite suitable."

What kind of sparks will arise between the two generations of Iron Ladies who have never really met in the Ministry of Magic?

Is it enough for Lao Fu to drink a pot?

Just as he was planning on little Hermione, who had been abandoned by him for a long time and was now cursing him in circles, Rhine unexpectedly saw a familiar shiny oily man.

Draco Malfoy poked his head out of a shop, observed the surrounding situation, and wanted to escape.

As a result, a hand grabbed him from behind.

"What are you doing?" said Lucius Malfoy.

Draco slapped the pureblood cub in the face: "Just one! I only eat one!"

"The great heroes who fight side by side with the savior don't need to eat ice cream." Lucius' face was colder than the ice cream.

Draco succumbed for a second, and his father grabbed Destiny by the scruff of his neck and led him away.

It seems that despite Rhine's promise not to tell the truth, the rumors still reached Lucius's ears.

Although not many people knew the relationship between Quirrell and Voldemort, everyone knew that there were so many people who worked with Harry to hinder Quirrell's dark actions.

Lucius knew, Draco must be having a hard time during this holiday, right?

"What does that have to do with me?"

A certain unscrupulous Rhine Lyle spread his hands and said that he had abided by his agreement with Draco.

Then, he saw a small figure suddenly apparating beside Malfoy and his son, seeming to be reporting something.

"More than?"

Rhine narrowed his eyes.

"What day is July today?"