I wield a sword at Hogwarts

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hall.

John looked at the plate in front of him. Although it looked ugly, he could still see the original material.

"So...you are researching new cuisine these days?"

Daphne learned from the experience, found out the problem within herself, and changed the problem.

Hannah's practice told Daphne that the recipe was probably not suitable for Western tastes.

In this case, she decided to change her strategic direction and bring Western cuisine to the table.

"I understand the truth...okay."

John looked at the plate of what might have been beef and cut it open with his dining knife.

He looked at the pink flesh inside.

John: "..." This external focus is also a technique.

He has seen medium rare, is this thing medium rare?

Facing Daphne's expectant eyes, John asked carefully: "Did you buy the recipe this time from that Eastern wizard?"

"How do you know?" Daphne asked doubtfully.

"Tell me his home address."

John finally ate it.

To be honest, he actually found it tastier than before.

Although there is no sense of taste.

For his teeth, eating a cow raw was no problem.

Meat is only raw, charred on the outside and tender on the inside, with a unique taste.

It gave him the feeling of chasing cattle on the prairie.

"I think werewolves would like this very much." John commented.

It made Daphne feel that she was on the right track.

After glancing at the happy Daphne, John silently turned to look at Malfoy who didn't dare to look at him.

Malfoy coughed twice and left, saying that he had to prepare for the Quidditch match.

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The transformation of the twenty-eight sacred tribes is still fermenting.

The Malfoy family is very prestigious in this reordering.

Those purebloods who want to join this historic alliance also have a time to show their sincerity.

Another meeting of the Ministry of Magic.

Regarding the Werewolf Equality Bill.

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Chapter 614 Werewolf Resolution, Percy’s Outbreak

Another discussion about the equalization of werewolves.

But this time, the original discussion that would never let up seems to have changed.

Old Barty proposed the equality of werewolves, but in the past, people would jump out and refute him as soon as he opened his mouth.

But this time, it's a different situation.

"Regarding the werewolf equality bill, the emergence of wolfsbane potion means that werewolves are no longer uncontrollable. On the contrary, because of the discrimination suffered by werewolves themselves, werewolves, as victims, do not receive the sympathy and treatment they deserve."

Old Batty said, looking at the senior officials who were silent.

"I propose that werewolves be restored to wizard status and removed from humanoid status."

"After I finish speaking, who is in favor and who is against?"

After he finished speaking, he sat down and looked around.

An official was about to speak when he was stopped by the person next to him.

Zuo Fei and Chu Dai were a little excited.

Time passed by, and no objection appeared.

Old Batty said; "Now let's vote on the werewolf equality bill. There is no objection and this bill will be passed."

After the words fell, Old Batty raised his hand.

Then, one by one, they raised their hands.

Sometimes it is difficult to pass, often because the benefits are not enough.

Stifling werewolf equality by the throat does not mean that there is any objection to this approach, but that there is not enough benefit.

Just last night, Lucius Malfoy sent invitations to various pure-blood families.

The content is very simple. Anyone who wants to join the twenty-eight sacred tribes must first show sincerity.

Crouch, who is also a member of the Twenty-Eight Sacred Clan, do you want to give him face?

This is not just an invitation, but a warning.

Backed by the twenty-eight sacred tribes, the power contained in Old Batty is not something Xiaoxiao can target.

Join or perish.

Lucius Malfoy is not as gentle as old Barty, he is Malfoy.

There are hundreds of ways to get those blind families to leave the magical world.

Even those who have no idea about the Twenty-Eight Sacred Clans cannot help but consider whether they are qualified in the face of such a threat.

Arthur Weasley is at this meeting.

Seeing the difference in the voting this time, he secretly sighed that times had changed.

Percy raised his hand in favor of the motion being passed.

Removes the werewolf's status as a magical creature and restores its status as a wizard.

As Old Batty's hammer fell, this motion was passed.

As the meeting broke up, Mr. Weasley saw Lucius talking to Barty Sr. at the Ministry of Magic.

He had never dealt with Lucius before. The other party regarded him as a pure-blooded disgrace, and he regarded the other person as a pure-blooded scum.

As if he noticed someone looking at him, Lucius looked over.

He had a smug expression on his face and looked at Mr. Weasley with an extremely haughty and malicious look.

Percy walked out of the conference room. He saw his father and walked over for a rare moment.

"We need to talk." Percy's tone was still stiff.

Mr. Weasley said, "Then go to my office."

He saw Lucius, who was arrogant towards him just now, and smiled and nodded at Percy.

This made Mr. Weasley feel wonderful.

The father and son went to the office.

Percy frowned as he sat down.

Mr. Weasley said; "My place is not as spacious as yours."

"You can apply for an expansion." Percy saw the photo on the table, that was the Weasley family.

Looking at himself in the photo, Percy shifted his gaze uncomfortably.

Mr. Weasley also noticed this scene and asked, "Molly is very sad that you didn't go back this Christmas."

"I sent the presents back," Percy said without looking at the photo, "and Ginny's too."

"Why are we doing this?" Mr. Weasley said angrily, "Everything is over and Voldemort is dead. Why are you still doing this?"

"Because we serve different people." Percy said calmly, "You were the first to be angry, Dad."

"I just..." Mr. Weasley muttered.

"Just don't want to see your son working at the Ministry of Magic?"

Percy, now a mature man, said, "Why? Because I chose John over Dumbledore?"

"I don't want to talk about it now." Mr. Weasley chose to avoid the question.

He really wanted Percy to help Dumbledore.

Because at that time, no one would believe that a group of children's plan could kill Voldemort.

But time proved that as a father, he was wrong.

"That's not what I want to talk to you about," Percy changed the topic, "about the Holy Twenty-Eight Tribes."

Mr. Weasley paused and looked at Percy.

Percy said: "You should know that the twenty-eight sacred families need to be changed. New people will enter the vacant positions, and the dying families will be eliminated."

"Weasley will be in there too."

"That alliance of prejudiced purebloods," Mr. Weasley said noncommittally, "Weasley never wanted to join it."

"That will change," Percy said.

"Change? Malfoy or John Wick?" Mr. Weasley interrupted and said, "Weasley never cares about false names. We have our own way."

When Percy heard his father's words, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"You are still as stubborn, can't you stand by my side and think about it, stand by Ginny's side?"

He was angry, "You always think about yourself, yes, you like Muggles, but so what?"

"Both George and Fred were sponsored by John, Charlie's burns were donated by Silverhand, and Ron was still using an old wand before he met John."

He roared: "You always tinker with those useless Muggle things, and you don't think about your children, letting them join the Order of the Phoenix, those dangerous things!"

Mr. Weasley was severely scolded by his son for the first time, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

"Yes, you don't want to, you don't want to do anything!" Percy expressed his emotions over the years.

"When our family was the poorest, we couldn't even afford a galleon. You can't let your children suffer for the sake of your own innocence."

"Have you considered George and the others? Have you listened to their opinions?"

"Is Gryffindor supposed to be so reckless? Can't he live a good life?"

"Sitting in an office, deciding matters at the Ministry of Magic?"

"My choice seems to you to be a philistine and an outlier to Weasley," Percy shouted, slapping his chest, "but without me, Weasley would have been a thorn in the side of the Holy Twenty-Eight Clan."

"This name can still be kept because of me! He thinks I am his friend!"

"Not the ancient Weasley, damn pureblood. He's already killed five of them. He doesn't mind one more!"

Percy gasped, staring hard at Mr. Weasley.

Yes, if Weasley didn't choose, nothing would happen to them, and they could even continue to retain their position as one of the twenty-eight sacred tribes.

But, why is this?

Don't waste the huge benefits, squandering the love given by your friends.

Why?

"When are you going to take your eyes off Dumbledore and look at me and us?"

Percy lowered his attitude and pleaded as a son: "You like Harry, mother likes Harry, and even they like Harry, but you have to take other things into consideration."

"The savior is gone. Dad, the third son of the Weasley family, Percy Ignatius Weasley, is asking you," he walked to Mr. Weasley and lowered his head, "for his family, Think about it for once.”