The Soul of Hogwarts Across Worlds
Chapter 39 The Vulture Who Smells Blood
Chapter 39 The Vulture Who Smells Blood
This may be the last collective action of the foursome before Christmas.
That's right, Melda didn't come here alone.Instead, he took Harry, Hermione, and Ron with him.
Returning to the principal's office on the eighth floor again, Melda felt as if it was the next day.
I vaguely remember the last time I came here was the last time.
The familiar spiral staircase, the familiar oak door, the familiar griffin-like statue, everything is so familiar, so that the password that Melda uttered was also the last time.
“Iced lemonade!”
With the password correct.The spiral staircase slowly ascended, and the shiny oak door opened.
"Melda, how do you know the password of the principal's office?" Hermione asked suspiciously. She didn't see the password of the principal's office in the letter on the Ministry of Magic just now.
And it's also impossible.
"Nothing!" Melda spread her hands.Tilting his head, he turned around and said.
"It's all blinded by one hand." Melda said surprisingly.
"Old Deng's password is the best guess. There are only a few of them in exchange, but it's a coincidence that he got it right once like this time."
After hearing Melda's answer, Hermione couldn't help but rolled her eyes, and said with deep meaning in her heart: How many times have you been to the principal's office!Even the password set by Professor Dumbledore has been found out by you!
A three-good student like myself has never been here once.
With that said, the four little ones walked into the room. This was the first time the Big Three of Gryffindor had come here.
Whether it was Hermione, Harry or Ron, they all looked around and looked at the decoration of the office.
Melda didn't whisper to each other like they did. He kept his eyes on like a lady (strike out) a gentleman, and then walked straight to Old Deng's side.
Fudge, the commissioner of the Ministry of Magic, probably just arrived. He was talking and laughing happily with Old Deng. It seemed that the two got along very well, not as embarrassing as when they broke up later.
"Oh! Look, this should be Mr. Corliss, he is really young and promising." Fudge was extremely enthusiastic. He first walked over and patted Melda's shoulder with a smile, then passed him and walked towards Harry behind him greeted him.
"Oh! You must be Miss Pott!?" Fudge looked at Harry with a single ponytail in surprise.He clearly remembered that it was written as a boy in the information.
However, as an old politician, he still has the skills to talk to people. Although he was a little confused about the situation, he still found the direction of praise from Harry's face: "You really look like your mother."
"Ahem, Mr. Minister, it's Mr. Pott." Melda said with a smile.
"Oh, today's children are really unique." Fudge said in a slightly surprised tone, whether it was irony or a statement.
However, it was precisely this vague tone that successfully annoyed Melda.
艹
I grow long hair because I eat your rice.
Get lost if you don't like it.Who the hell sent you here?
Melda with long broken hair and Harry with ponytail obviously became the targets of this pedantic guy.
snort!Such a thing can also be the Minister of Magic.
From this point of view, how ruined the British wizarding world is!
"Every child has the right to express their individuality. I think we should not interfere too much with this, Connelly." Dumbledore's tone was steady and profound.Then the topic was changed to bring the conversation to the main topic.
"Melda, do you know about the Greater Glasgow Museum?"
Melda raised her head and said nonchalantly: "I know, it was mentioned in the Daily Prophet a few days ago."
"Only part of the news was published in the newspaper." Fudge finally became serious at this time, he walked slowly in front of Melda, and said, "The attackers are three wizards."
"And it was a sudden attack in broad daylight, which made many Muggles see the scene at that time."
"The Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters has been very busy these days."
"The Muggle Conciliation Committee is trying to figure out some reasons to explain to the Muggle Prime Minister."
"So?" Melda said angrily.Isn't that what your Ministry of Magic should do?Why come here and tell me this now?
"Of course, if it's just because of this, the Ministry of Magic won't come looking for you." Fudge suddenly smiled.
No one would have thought that an accident would trigger a series of chain reactions that followed.But he, who is cautious, has already seen a lot from these superficial things.That's why he came here.
"It was unanimously confirmed after investigation by the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters, the Department of Mysteries, and the Ministry of Magic's Investigation Committee." Fudge, whose expression suddenly became excited, read out a lot of important departments of the Ministry of Magic. I am adding chips to what I will say next.
"The Greater Glasgow Museum of the Corris family has a collection of more than [-] items, of which more than [-] items are magical items."
"This is a serious violation of the secrecy law promulgated by the International Federation of Wizards."
"Hereby." Fudge stopped suddenly.Looking around, it seems that he is showing his authority.
"It is hereby decided by the Ministry of Magic. All magical items in the collection of the Greater Glasgow Museum will be confiscated, and a fine of one hundred thousand galleons will be imposed on the Corris family."
"It's simply extortion." Melda said angrily.
"When the Greater Glasgow Museum was built, the Wizarding Council had not yet been established. What right do you have to punish a museum that is older than the law?"
Melda was out of breath, according to the title deeds kept by his family.The Greater Glasgow Museum was built as early as 1307.
The Council of Magic was established in the 14s.
Not to mention the "International Wizarding Union Secrecy Act" that was only promulgated in 1692.
Fudge's words were nothing short of blackmail.
"Oh, Mr. Melda, I didn't expect you to know the law so well. Then I think you should know that after the enactment of the Secrecy Act, any dangerous magic items must be filed with the Ministry of Magic."
"I don't think any of your more than [-] magical items have been recorded?" Fudge continued to think thoughtfully.
He seems to have decided that Melda will be eaten this time.
Because this kind of situation has also appeared in history. After all, the pure-blood circle basically has a long history. No matter which family it is, there may be one or two forgotten black magic items.
In a situation like this, the Ministry of Magic usually negotiates privately with the family in charge, not like it is now.Immediately rush to the door to notify.
"Hehe!" Melda sneered.
Does he know that Malfoy's house also hides a large number of dark magic items.Since the Ministry of Magic is so devoted to its duties, why didn't they go to his house to search?
very good!
Melda stared at Fudge coldly.
Fatty, you managed to provoke me.
Thank you book friend 20171231135902818 for the 500 book coins. ┭┮﹏┭┮ (moved)
(End of this chapter)
This may be the last collective action of the foursome before Christmas.
That's right, Melda didn't come here alone.Instead, he took Harry, Hermione, and Ron with him.
Returning to the principal's office on the eighth floor again, Melda felt as if it was the next day.
I vaguely remember the last time I came here was the last time.
The familiar spiral staircase, the familiar oak door, the familiar griffin-like statue, everything is so familiar, so that the password that Melda uttered was also the last time.
“Iced lemonade!”
With the password correct.The spiral staircase slowly ascended, and the shiny oak door opened.
"Melda, how do you know the password of the principal's office?" Hermione asked suspiciously. She didn't see the password of the principal's office in the letter on the Ministry of Magic just now.
And it's also impossible.
"Nothing!" Melda spread her hands.Tilting his head, he turned around and said.
"It's all blinded by one hand." Melda said surprisingly.
"Old Deng's password is the best guess. There are only a few of them in exchange, but it's a coincidence that he got it right once like this time."
After hearing Melda's answer, Hermione couldn't help but rolled her eyes, and said with deep meaning in her heart: How many times have you been to the principal's office!Even the password set by Professor Dumbledore has been found out by you!
A three-good student like myself has never been here once.
With that said, the four little ones walked into the room. This was the first time the Big Three of Gryffindor had come here.
Whether it was Hermione, Harry or Ron, they all looked around and looked at the decoration of the office.
Melda didn't whisper to each other like they did. He kept his eyes on like a lady (strike out) a gentleman, and then walked straight to Old Deng's side.
Fudge, the commissioner of the Ministry of Magic, probably just arrived. He was talking and laughing happily with Old Deng. It seemed that the two got along very well, not as embarrassing as when they broke up later.
"Oh! Look, this should be Mr. Corliss, he is really young and promising." Fudge was extremely enthusiastic. He first walked over and patted Melda's shoulder with a smile, then passed him and walked towards Harry behind him greeted him.
"Oh! You must be Miss Pott!?" Fudge looked at Harry with a single ponytail in surprise.He clearly remembered that it was written as a boy in the information.
However, as an old politician, he still has the skills to talk to people. Although he was a little confused about the situation, he still found the direction of praise from Harry's face: "You really look like your mother."
"Ahem, Mr. Minister, it's Mr. Pott." Melda said with a smile.
"Oh, today's children are really unique." Fudge said in a slightly surprised tone, whether it was irony or a statement.
However, it was precisely this vague tone that successfully annoyed Melda.
艹
I grow long hair because I eat your rice.
Get lost if you don't like it.Who the hell sent you here?
Melda with long broken hair and Harry with ponytail obviously became the targets of this pedantic guy.
snort!Such a thing can also be the Minister of Magic.
From this point of view, how ruined the British wizarding world is!
"Every child has the right to express their individuality. I think we should not interfere too much with this, Connelly." Dumbledore's tone was steady and profound.Then the topic was changed to bring the conversation to the main topic.
"Melda, do you know about the Greater Glasgow Museum?"
Melda raised her head and said nonchalantly: "I know, it was mentioned in the Daily Prophet a few days ago."
"Only part of the news was published in the newspaper." Fudge finally became serious at this time, he walked slowly in front of Melda, and said, "The attackers are three wizards."
"And it was a sudden attack in broad daylight, which made many Muggles see the scene at that time."
"The Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters has been very busy these days."
"The Muggle Conciliation Committee is trying to figure out some reasons to explain to the Muggle Prime Minister."
"So?" Melda said angrily.Isn't that what your Ministry of Magic should do?Why come here and tell me this now?
"Of course, if it's just because of this, the Ministry of Magic won't come looking for you." Fudge suddenly smiled.
No one would have thought that an accident would trigger a series of chain reactions that followed.But he, who is cautious, has already seen a lot from these superficial things.That's why he came here.
"It was unanimously confirmed after investigation by the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters, the Department of Mysteries, and the Ministry of Magic's Investigation Committee." Fudge, whose expression suddenly became excited, read out a lot of important departments of the Ministry of Magic. I am adding chips to what I will say next.
"The Greater Glasgow Museum of the Corris family has a collection of more than [-] items, of which more than [-] items are magical items."
"This is a serious violation of the secrecy law promulgated by the International Federation of Wizards."
"Hereby." Fudge stopped suddenly.Looking around, it seems that he is showing his authority.
"It is hereby decided by the Ministry of Magic. All magical items in the collection of the Greater Glasgow Museum will be confiscated, and a fine of one hundred thousand galleons will be imposed on the Corris family."
"It's simply extortion." Melda said angrily.
"When the Greater Glasgow Museum was built, the Wizarding Council had not yet been established. What right do you have to punish a museum that is older than the law?"
Melda was out of breath, according to the title deeds kept by his family.The Greater Glasgow Museum was built as early as 1307.
The Council of Magic was established in the 14s.
Not to mention the "International Wizarding Union Secrecy Act" that was only promulgated in 1692.
Fudge's words were nothing short of blackmail.
"Oh, Mr. Melda, I didn't expect you to know the law so well. Then I think you should know that after the enactment of the Secrecy Act, any dangerous magic items must be filed with the Ministry of Magic."
"I don't think any of your more than [-] magical items have been recorded?" Fudge continued to think thoughtfully.
He seems to have decided that Melda will be eaten this time.
Because this kind of situation has also appeared in history. After all, the pure-blood circle basically has a long history. No matter which family it is, there may be one or two forgotten black magic items.
In a situation like this, the Ministry of Magic usually negotiates privately with the family in charge, not like it is now.Immediately rush to the door to notify.
"Hehe!" Melda sneered.
Does he know that Malfoy's house also hides a large number of dark magic items.Since the Ministry of Magic is so devoted to its duties, why didn't they go to his house to search?
very good!
Melda stared at Fudge coldly.
Fatty, you managed to provoke me.
Thank you book friend 20171231135902818 for the 500 book coins. ┭┮﹏┭┮ (moved)
(End of this chapter)
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