Hogwarts: Harry's Path to Witches

Chapter 137 French traveler Russell?

After giving a speech that no one listened to for a long time, Fudge took the initiative to take a photo with the four people.

Only then did Harry understand why the group of them arrived at the Ministry of Magic at two o'clock, but the portkey was activated at three-thirty.

In addition, the people responsible for taking pictures this time were not reporters from the Daily Prophet or other newspapers, but several Ministry of Magic employees.

Harry probably figured out Fudge's plan.

If Hogwarts succeeds in winning the championship this time, the news that the Minister of Magic strongly supports Hogwarts' participation in the Magic School Potions Championship will occupy the front pages of major newspapers, with photos as proof.

And if Hogwarts doesn't win, then nothing happens.

Anyway, although this is an international competition, it represents the potions prowess of a country's young wizards.

However, the UK has not participated in the event for a long time, so naturally it has not promoted it. It can even be said that most British wizards do not know about this game.

Since the people don't know about this, then if it fails, just fail, and just pretend that the game does not exist.

Just as the portkey was about to be activated, Fudge ended his chatter and quickly left the room.

In the evening, Fudge will have a banquet with the Malfoy family. Several pure-blood families will also attend, so he has to prepare now.

Watching the door to the room being closed, Professor Slughorn shook his head: "It's because of the existence of these politicians that I don't like entering the Ministry of Magic."

"That's not what you thought at first," Dumbledore said ruthlessly.

"What you said at the beginning was clearly that if you become the Minister of Magic, you won't be able to fish every day.

Also, if I remember correctly, your students who entered the magic world are now..."

"Albus!" Slughorn shouted, the smile on his face almost unbearable.

"Don't think I don't know. You were really good at writing sonnets back then! Do you need me to memorize two of them?"

The two old men seemed to have forgotten Snape and Harry next to them, and suddenly drove a self-destruct truck.

Harley's mouth twitched slightly and she closed her eyes, pretending to be sleeping.

Professor Snape also looked embarrassed. Professor Slughorn was very optimistic about him at the beginning, so now he couldn't say anything and could only pretend not to hear.

Dumbledore wanted to say something else, but suddenly he put his finger on the door key in front of him:

"One minute to start, Harley, all you have to do is put a finger to the portkey."

Professor Slughorn said no more and took the door key with the others.

The door key was activated, and Harley felt an invisible hook hooking her stomach, and she lifted her feet off the ground and flew up.

……

Soon, the four of them landed smoothly.

Harley looked around quickly and found herself in a large room.

The room has been exquisitely decorated, and there are many paintings hanging on the walls. The whole room is full of artistic atmosphere.

But Harry felt a little strange, why the decoration style here was so similar to the White Maple Palace in Intis designed by Emperor Russell!

Look at the painting of Danfeng Bailu Palace on the wall. It’s almost exactly the same appearance as Baifeng Palace.

Could it be that geniuses have similar ideas?

Considering her situation, Harley suddenly had a suspicion and a bold guess in her heart. She silently wrote down this information, preparing to verify it later.

Harley did not continue to study the surrounding environment because an enthusiastic voice suddenly rang:

"Oh, dear Albus, and my good friend Horace, welcome to the French Ministry of Magic!"

A short old man strode up. He has white hair, a clean shave, and well-maintained skin with no wrinkles on it.

The old man shook hands with Professor Dumbledore and Professor Slughorn vigorously, with a smile on his face.

Then he looked at Harry and Professor Snape:

"This should be Professor Severus Snape and Harry Potter, right? I have heard your names for a long time.

The first time I met, I was Giovanni Clegane, the French Minister of Magic. Welcome to France. "

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Harley had to sigh that the treatment was indeed very good following the boss.

Professor Dumbledore's status is very high internationally, and Slughorn is also a well-known potions master, and in a sense is even more popular than Dumbledore.

Although Professor Snape is relatively low-key, he is well-known in the potions circle.

The headquarters of the Association of Extraordinary Pharmacists is in France. As the Minister of Magic, Clegane has a very good personal relationship with the president of this association related to potion masters.

Therefore, Minister Clegane also knew Professor Snape, the low-key potions master, and Harry, the emerging potions genius.

Led by the three bosses, Harry naturally enjoyed a visit to the French Ministry of Magic led by the dignified Minister of Magic.

France is indeed a country full of art, and its entrance is located on Place Furstenberg in the 6th arrondissement of Paris.

It’s different from the artless shabby red phone box at the entrance to the British Ministry of Magic.

To enter the French Ministry of Magic, just stop by a tree near the fountain in the square, and the roots of the big tree will sprout out of the ground to form a magical birdcage elevator.

The hall is also very consistent with the traditional French art style. The vaulted ceiling is painted with a large number of constellation patterns, and the surrounding walls are also engraved with reliefs.

But the more Harry looked at it, the more suspicious he became. The artistic style here was indeed very similar to that of White Maple Palace.

"Could it be... could it be that Emperor Russell, like me, also traveled through here?"

Harley's face showed the joy and curiosity of seeing a new environment for the first time, but she was quickly analyzing in her heart.

"Yes, this can explain why he was able to perform such amazing feats, reform politics, overthrow the Angel Family, establish an empire, and usher in the age of steam.

In this way, combined with Intis's style and the European Muggle-style poems in his "Roselle Poems", he is a European time traveler, or a French time traveler.

But it seems that it was precisely because of this and the fact that he had not contacted Mr. Men that he was surrounded and killed and could not return to his hometown. "

Harley felt that she had seen the whole truth of the matter, and remembered the famous "Roselle's Notes".

Harley had the honor to see a few of them, but she later sold them to a noble lady through Backlund's Extraordinary gathering.

Now that I think about it, that unknown writing is probably the language of a small country in Europe.

Harry was determined to look it up when she returned to Hogwarts, or simply buy a British encyclopedia, to find more evidence.

After visiting the French Ministry of Magic and registering, Minister Clegane went back to handle his own affairs.

Under the guidance of Ministry of Magic employees, Harry and his party arrived at the room dedicated to Apparition.

From here they will go directly to the castle of Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

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(Thanks to Jiuwei Yanhu for the tip!)

(ps. The prototype of Bai Maple Palace is the Danfeng Bailu Palace in France, and the prototype of Intis is France, so it can be said that the artistic styles of the two are relatively similar.

In addition, I remember that some of the poems Leonard recited were in line with the European style. I would not be wrong to say that they had a French artistic flavor. )