This Hogwarts is not normal

Daphne took Hermione's little hand,

"Isn't there still Vincent? Counting the matter of the wizard card, those pure-blood supremacists have already dealt a severe blow."

Yeah, things are slowly getting better.

"If the Ministry of Magic finds out that he did it with Mr. Chavez, I think we will have another good show."

"Pfft—" Hermione couldn't help laughing.

With the lessons learned from Minister Weiwu and the gentlemen, she could imagine Vincent leading all the students of Hogwarts to the gate of the Ministry of Magic to shout their innocence.

Her mood improved a lot, "If it rots, let it rot, the worst thing is to throw it away, and we will replant a good one."

It sounds extremely overwhelming.

"There is a potion class in the afternoon, do you want to go back and rest?"

"Yeah, I forgot!"

For the next few days, Vincent always felt that something was different about Hermione.

She no longer cared about the daily papers, or what new actions the Ministry had.

It's like nothing happened, take the class seriously and try to get extra points for the college.

This should have grown up.

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August 5,

A representative of the International Confederation of Wizards arrived.

There are all kinds of skin colors, a total of 5 people.

As the president, Dumbledore walked into the Ministry of Magic with them.

Next to him, a dark-skinned wizard in a khaki robe averted his eyes from Fudge standing in front of the Magic Brothers fountain in the main hall,

"Albus, it's quite difficult to come to your England."

"This is an extraordinary time, Babajid."

Babajid Akinbad, who graduated from the Waggadu School of Magic in Africa, is a veteran of the Federation. He has served as the vice president for 20 years.

"I understand, Albus." Babajid said no more.

He came to Fudge and stretched out his hand, "Long time no see, Minister Fudge."

"Long time no see, Vice President Akinbad."

Fudge seemed to be very familiar with the delegates, or so it seemed.

"Welcome, Ms. Chen."

Behind the middle-aged witch with an oriental face was a tall and burly young wizard.

"Anatole, I haven't seen you for a few years. I didn't expect you to become a representative of Russia."

Then came a squat old wizard and a fat middle-aged wizard.

"Member Campbell and Senator Anatoly, the last time I saw you two was when I officially became the Minister of Magic?"

Senator Campbell, who was about the same age as Dumbledore, laughed, with countless wrinkles on his face,

"Connell—I'll call you Minister Fudge.

I think the federation representatives traveling with me should not be in the mood to reminisce about the old days. "

From Vice President Babajid to Congressman Anatoly, they all acquiesced to his rhetoric.

The International Federation of Wizards is here to solve things, and everything else should come after that.

Fudge was not in any embarrassment at all, as if he had been prepared for a long time,

"Yes, Senator Campbell, work should come first."

Walking into the minister's office, only Dumbledore was not frightened by the pile of documents that filled half the room.

"I'm very sorry for making the delegates laugh."

The number of files that have not been processed for 10 days will indeed be so exaggerated. ... just don't know if it was intentional or not.

Fudge, who came to the desk, picked up a brown paper file bag,

"Several of you can take a look at the general process of the case first. I hope it will be helpful to the trial results on Saturday the day after tomorrow."

There wasn't much content, so Babajid handed it to Campbell after reading it.

"Minister Fudge, didn't your "Daily Prophet" say that it was a mysterious force of justice that took the main criminal and the subordinates away? Why is there no record of them?"

"It's just a misunderstanding." Fudge lowered his head and sighed.

"I believe everyone should have heard of Rita Skeeter's reputation."

He shook his head helplessly, "The operation in the Auror's office had just ended that day, and she passed away as soon as she received the informant's news at night."

Campbell, who didn't look at the document for a while, raised his head, "That is to say, there is no mysterious force of justice at all, and everything is imagined by her out of thin air?"

"As you said, yes."

He frowned, and glanced at Dumbledore intentionally or unintentionally.

The most powerful wizard in the world has no knowledge of the case, and has long stated that he did not participate in the search and arrest operations.

Does the British Ministry of Magic really have such efficiency?

First put a big question mark, and then go to the interrogation room on the second floor for a walk.

The principal offender's eyes were dull, and the accomplices were all listless.

It turned out to be ready.

Babajid shook his head slightly towards the other 4 members of the delegation.

He came out of the office, first praised the efficiency of the British Ministry of Magic, and then stood in front of Fudge.

"Minister Fudge, I am personally very satisfied with the handling of this matter, but are you a little anxious about the trial the day after tomorrow?"

"Don't worry, we already have a complete chain of evidence, and we want to give the public an explanation as soon as possible."

I have been in office for three years, and I will not forget my original intention!

Behind Fudge, Umbridge wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with a pink handkerchief.

The little movement of her whimpering attracted the delegation.

Ms. Chen went over to comfort her rather helplessly.

They knew that Fudge was hiding something, but they didn't choose to speak out on the spot.

"I want to go and see those victims." Babajid smiled. "Minister Fudge, is this okay?"

"of course."

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After two tough Potions classes in a row.

Vincent came to the activity room and opened the newspaper.

The delegation from the International Confederation of Wizards, who arrived in the morning, first visited the Ministry of Magic and then went to visit the 17 victims of the Royal College of Psychiatrists.

The court officially opened the day after tomorrow, which was very efficient.

"Don't you feel angry?" Standing behind him, Hermione pointed to the photo of Fudge posing with the delegation in the newspaper,

"Obviously you and Mr. Chavez caught those witch scum, and the Ministry of Magic is taking your credit."

Vincent put down the newspaper and shrugged, "I'm glad you can fight for us.

But, we have to follow the rules. "

The International Federation of Wizards is here to exert pressure, to prevent similar things from happening again.

It doesn't matter who catches the witch dregs, what matters is the attitude shown by the Ministry of Magic to the delegation.

The scandal that broke out at this juncture will only affect the rectification actions that will not exist in the future, and will not help the status quo.

Hermione sat across from him calmly, "I don't believe you will follow the rules."

Vincent turned black instantly, "Please, that's the Ministry of Magic.

And I'm the only nominee for the Wizengamot Youth Representative, at least not on the surface. "

"What are you going to do in private?"

"I'm just a 12-year-old wizard, how can I do things that require the entire Ministry of Magic to do it."

Hermione smiled and stood up, "I heard from Daphne that Uncle Restman has returned from Germany."

The current situation of Gwent brand is very good, logically it should stay abroad and continue to expand the market.

But when the competitors are about to die, it seems that there is no need to worry about it.

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Qingmo Daxian reminds you: remember to collect after reading