This Hogwarts is not normal

Drink tea and eat small snacks.

Sam suddenly found that the British know how to enjoy themselves, especially Vincent who occasionally raised his binoculars.

"Tsk tsk—it makes me not even want to go back to the Magic Council."

Hermione shook her head disappointedly, holding a cup of hot tea.

Another dupe.

She looked at Daphne next to her.

Those who were fooled voluntarily were even more angry.

"Don't, Mr. Graves will kill me." Vincent took a bite of the yogurt waffle.

Sweet and sour, it is a perfect match for black tea.

"If you want to kill, kill me first." Sam stuffed a large piece of salty scone into his mouth.

Dry, and some iced Americano with sugar and milk.

Vincent moved aside in disgust.

If it were in Italy, the man would have been beaten to the ground.

Adding sugar and milk is no problem, adding ice and water is a cup of "shabu-shabu water".

Like pineapple pizza, Italians consider it a waste of food, the ultimate insult to them.

Mouthful of salty scones with iced americanos, and chomping down on them with extreme disrespect.

Sam deserves to be hanged.

Vincent drank his lipstick tea to suppress his shock, then raised his binoculars to look over.

"Bloody Hell!" almost spat out.

Sam, who was still chewing, stared at it with disdain.

No fuss, be classy.

"The thing was picked up, but Director Auror picked it up."

The mixed ice American-style scone crumbs sprayed all three dim sum plates.

Hermione and Daphne picked up binoculars and looked over together before accusing him of his behaviour.

Scrimgeour weighed the small cloth bag, as if to estimate its weight.

Then he carefully opened the top of the bag, and frowning, he took out his wand.

Unlock the sticking spell, unlock the anti-detection spell, unlock the strengthening spell...

After about 10 minutes, he unlocked the last magic.

He didn't open the bag to look in, but used magic to detect it first.

Judging from the tightly furrowed brows, it seems to know what's inside.

Scrimgeour ends up disappearing into the black and white swirl of Apparition.

Vincent put down the binoculars, and the hand reaching for the snack plate stopped in mid-air.

The good mood disappeared in an instant.

"Mr. Chavez, wasting food is disgraceful."

"Yeah, you're responsible for eating them all."

"Not a single one left!"

Sam's face was flushed by what they said.

He's an adult, yet he was taught a lesson by three brats?

The key is not to refute, but also to solve the three dishes of dim sum.

Being idle is also idle, eating and waiting.

Ignoring the three small eyes full of disgust, he ate dim sum and iced American style.

Vincent followed the little witch who retreated to his side seriously and analyzed:

"He is the ultimate evolution of Kenny, to the point where even wizards can't be defeated."

Hermione nodded her head confidently, "I thought Crabbe and Goyle's eating was disgusting enough, but I didn't expect to be naive."

Daphne turned her head away, "Mr. Chavez, can you pay attention a little bit?"

Sam paid them no attention at all.

The three little ones gave up.

Ability is okay, but people are not good.

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Auror interrogation room.

Tash woke up to see the big angry eyes of Fudge and Scrimgeour.

He felt a little cold, and looked down at his bare upper body.

"Tash Hemond, you make it easy for us to find!"

"I—I can tell you—"

There was a sharp pain in the arm tied behind him.

Tash clutched his face in pain, remembering what happened before he lost consciousness.

Two night elves, two succubus killers.

They made themselves swear six unbreakable vows, and they were made with two real ones.

In addition to the three rules of Wu Zha, there are also the three rules of not being allowed to disclose in any form that it is impersonation, not being allowed to escape the court trial, and confessing all crimes to the Ministry of Magic.

The contract is not established?

Hit until you are willing to accept!

Then he wakes up to see Fudge and Scrimgeour.

"Hemond, what do you want to say?"

Tash opened his mouth and fainted from the pain as soon as he made a gesture.

Fudge looked bad, and Scrimgeour was worse.

The awakening spell worked very well, and I woke up in less than half a minute.

The ashen-faced Tash lost his mind.

Language hints are not good, mouth movements are not good, and writing is probably not good.

The unbreakable oath is too overbearing, and it is useless to confess two mysterious wizards.

The Ministry of Magic is determined to use him as an example to scare the monkeys, to shake up those dark existences that cannot see the light in the corners.

"My lord, let me say, as long as I can say it, I am willing to say it!"

Fudge and Scrimgeour, despite their indifferent faces throughout, were visibly angry several times.

Parents died because of Death Eaters, blaming them all;

Mixed blood origin and agree with pure blood supremacy;

As a wizard without talent, you have to find a sense of superiority in innocent Muggles.

How many thoughts like this are there?

Fudge returned to his office, and asked Scrimgeour to temporarily suspend the rectification of Knockturn Alley and Spinner's End.

"Minister, in order to prevent this kind of thing from happening again, we should clear up those dark existences as soon as possible!"

"I know, Rufus." Fudge shook his head regretfully,

"But the International Federation of Wizards is about to get involved, so we can't let them come and see our jokes?"

"but--"

"Rufus, this is not something that can be resolved in a short time."

Fudge got up and came to the opposite Scrimgeour, put his hand on his shoulder lightly,

"Wait until the trial results come out, we can find a less sensitive time to continue."

The matter of the wizard card scam has not been completely resolved, and now this scandal has also risen to the international level.

Why do wizards imprison Muggles?

Personal reasons are part of it, and the British Ministry of Magic is largely responsible.

"Minister, we can use our utmost efforts to rectify and make the environment better before the representatives of the federation arrive."

"Rufus, can you guarantee that there will be no problems?"

The British Ministry of Magic is fully dispatched, another new international joke.

Scrimgeour took a deep breath, "I will definitely focus on the things in front of me first, and I will not forget anything else."

"very good."

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The four people on the top of the church tower saw the off-duty time, but none of them could see what the Ministry of Magic had planned.

The sun goes down and the stomach growls.

Hermione and Daphne looked at Vincent together.

He took another look through the binoculars, then blinked at the full Sam.

"Why me!"

"Who told you to spoil the food."

Gritting his teeth, Sam grabbed a £50 bill and got up to buy food.

"Remember not to buy hamburgers and fried chicken."

"I love it or not!"

There are so many fast food restaurants in London that Sam just chooses one and goes in.

Sanxiao just finished the authentic Indian curry meal with a dark face.

If the cooks weren't British, they'd have gone back to school.

After another lecture, Sam felt that he was really aggrieved by life.

They shouldn't have come to the UK in the first place.

You shouldn't be hiding at Wayne's house here.

The key is that you should not promise to work to pay off your debts.

He has really had enough of being manipulated to death.

"Fake, I don't even know when to wait!

Let me tell you, the Lord is no longer serving you! "

Vincent stared blankly as he disappeared into the Apparating swirl of black and white.

Said to break the defense?

Hermione and Daphne were also stunned.

How are they going to get back to school?

Really unreliable!

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