HP - the time the ring is still

: "Be quiet!" She also felt that the owner here was demonstrating to them, or observing them in the dark, but so what, those scavengers would show up anyway, and now they just need to give a little time.

Different from those serious officials of the Ministry of Magic, in a corner near the window, a small group of people headed by old Mr. Black sat there, quietly drinking black tea, whispering in whispers, and From time to time, he glanced towards the door with his peripheral vision.Compared with the others, they are so calm that one doubts that they have been here.

Millicent Barnold guessed part of the reason. Either they knew the owner here or they had some unexpected relationship with the owner here. In short, since they dared to come, it proved to be not a bad thing.

Mr. Black took a sip of black tea, which he liked very much. It seemed that those two brats still knew how to be filial to his old father.But as long as he thought of what Mrs. Susil Medalum said before, he had to treat his two children and the unmasked relative with caution.

When he received the letter from Mrs. Susil Medalum, he was really surprised, especially when the letter mentioned that he was going to pay a visit. His first reaction was whether the old witch wanted to make trouble again, but considering that Many years have passed, and there is no reason to come here rashly, especially since she had clearly been to England before and did not express anything.It's really strange why I suddenly asked to meet up after two years.Although full of doubts, the Black family opened the door to Mrs. Susil Medalum.

To be honest, neither the Black couple had any contact with the old lady. Most of her contemporaries were killed by her, and those who lived had little to do with her. Affinity, there is nothing worth contacting.

But in the old house of Black, Mrs. Susil Medalum stood in front of the portrait of her deceased daughter and son-in-law, and said something to the Black couple.

"We are still in-laws, because our blood is still continuing. I found that child and her descendants, a very good witch, and I hope we can help her together. Of course, I think your Black family will always stand. Behind her, after all, both of your sons have a close relationship with her."

"From the moment I came here, our previous hatred was wiped out, and we can walk hand in hand for the glory of the family."

"There was some misunderstanding between me and that child, but things like blood cannot separate our relationship, and I am willing to give everything for her. I think you also hope that the person who stands at the top comes from your Black family."

"There's Clearbane Island south of the north coast. They're all there. You should find out what the children are doing. Don't let them fight alone. As parents and elders, we can remove all obstacles for them."

After learning from Mrs. Susil Medalum that his two sons were on Clearbane Island, Old Black probably guessed everything, and he was willing to go to the island just to confirm his guess.From the moment he landed on the island, he knew that he knew too little about his two sons, who had surpassed him as a father and reached heights beyond his reach.

"Okay, it's time for us to play!" Kleist tidied up his loose hair, tied it back with magic to look more natural, and then changed into a dark, slim-fitting wizard robe, the most noticeable It was still Kleist's hands, and the little wizards all knew her habit. Every time she made friends with new strangers, she would remove her gloves and shake hands with them, to find out whether they were friends or foes.

The little wizards have also changed their outfits. In terms of clothing, Ella Smith has her own unique aesthetics. All the costumes of the little wizards are designed by her to ensure that the men are tall and handsome, and the women are beautiful.She once boasted very bluntly: "I will definitely lead the fashion trend in the wizarding world in the future." Regarding this, the little wizards dared not say much. Since Ella Smith prepared it, they would wear it, and they couldn't beat her anyway. To be a man is to know the times.

Millicent Barnold raised her head and signaled her whispering companions to stop talking. She stood up and looked towards the door. A group of young people led by Kleist came in.

Millicent Barnold looked at them carefully, and she recognized Kleist as the leader, a witch with outstanding magic in Hogwarts, who once shined brilliantly in the Triwizard Tournament, but then fell into obscurity.There are also those young people around her, who are also very familiar. There are actually two Blakes inside. Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the old Blake standing at the end, but unfortunately, she didn't find anything unusual. It seems that he knew it well. She also noticed that Kleist and his group of a dozen people stepped on the smooth marble floor without making a sound. If she hadn't been paying attention all the time, it might be difficult to find their arrival.Everyone was a little surprised, they didn't expect them to be those troublesome scavengers.So young and so surprising.

Kleist walked up to Millicent Barnold, stretched out his right hand, and greeted politely with a smile: "I'm Kryster Coburg, welcome to the floating island!"

Millicent Barnold stiffened her body and pressed her lips tightly. At her level, there is nothing that can hide her secrets, including a special girl in the wizarding world who combines the power of wizards and the Holy See. Otherwise, with Kleist's impressive magic, no one can find her information. The Ministry of Magic deliberately concealed her situation in order to wait for her to leave the wizarding world after graduation, so as not to cause unnecessary She panicked, but she didn't expect that instead of leaving, she built her own power. This is not good news, especially now that she has reached out her hand to herself, whether to hold it or not.

Millicent Barnold knew that, compared to the previous negligence, this was the real blow.Kleist looked at Millicent Barnold, who was not moving, and did not let go. Instead, he took a step forward and got closer to her. Kleist's height had already surpassed most witches. She looked down at Millicent Barnold. Nord still had a decent smile on his face, but the smile in his eyes was slowly receding.

Millicent Barnold raised her head and looked at the young witch who was obviously taller than herself. Kleist had completely suppressed her in terms of aura, while those companions behind her dared not step forward, even lightly He pulled a corner of himself, forcing himself to reach out quickly.

Kleist narrowed his eyes, which seemed to be a signal that the little wizards behind her began to look uneasy, and Millicent Barnold could clearly feel that their standing postures had changed, and their original casual changes She had to be on guard, she didn't have time to think about it, she hurriedly stepped forward and took Kleist's hand. Millicent Barnold was ready to be injured in a moment, but it was a pity that it wasn't until Kleist let go, Nothing bad happened to her either.

Kleist led the crowd into a small living room next to him. Inside was a sofa half a circle around the city. "Please sit down!" Lester bowed slightly, motioning for everyone to sit down and talk. She sat opposite to him. Millicent Barnold smiled kindly: "Miss Barnold came here at all costs, is there anything I can do for you?"

Millicent Barnold's eyes flickered. Before they set off, they only sent a very formulaic letter without mentioning any useful information. It was the first time she met Miss Coburg, and the other party already knew who she was. , even the purpose of their coming is self-evident.Millicent Barnold smiled kindly: "If that's the case, there is indeed something I would like to trouble you with!"

"Oh, please tell me!" Kleist said with a smile while stirring the black tea.

"It's about the fight a few days ago. We learned that some evil wizards were subdued by you that night. Now, you see, the Wizengamot wants to prosecute them. I don't know if Miss Coburg is willing to let them go. "Millison Barnold said euphemistically. In fact, she knew that many of the people who were captured had shared weal and woe with those big shots. The main purpose of sending her was to bring back those people, even if they had to pay some price.

Kleist sneered: "Public prosecution? Is the wizarding world so enlightened?"

Kleist Cooper replied: "No, never heard of it!"

Millicent Barnold had no choice but to explain: "Miss Coburg, you have misunderstood. The public prosecution in the wizarding world is different from that in the Muggle world. We are judged publicly by all members of the Wizengamot, which is not what you understand. Open to the public...."

"That's really backward and nothing new. Whether a person is guilty or not should be asked by others and then voted by other people with a show of hands. Isn't it based on evidence and facts? There are too many operable elements here, and the ruling process is not open. Then it’s meaningless, it’s more child’s play than playing games, it’s really hard for wizards to persist for hundreds of years, no wonder they’ve always been in this dying state, their roots are rotten!” Kleist said unceremoniously Cut her off and offer my opinion.

"Miss Coburg, please be careful!" Millicent Barnold hurried to stop Kleist's fallacies. She felt that this young girl was simply reckless, how could she publicly criticize the highest authority in the wizarding world like this.

Kleist asked innocently: "Why, isn't this the truth? Besides, this is my home. If I say something at home, will it be heard by outsiders? I don't think there are anyone here who has broken their mouths. You Say yes, Miss Millicent Barnold!"

Millicent Barnold knew that Kleist meant something, and felt that it was not intended to go on, so she decided to