All things are three at Hogwarts

Walking along the ancient light yellow bricks and stones around the ruins of the Knossos Palace, the too hot and dazzling seaside sunshine shone on Jessica and her brother, making their already anxious hearts even more anxious.

"Ian, have you been cast on the Imperius Curse? How old are you? You are still so immature. You are not from the Magic Congress. What's the use of saying that? What can you save?" Jessica scolded angrily, almost thinking He wanted to jump on his feet, "Please ask Allen to let me go? Don't say that I haven't done it. If I do, can I promise you?"

"Jessica, you are my sister, not his lover!" Ian's voice was a little annoyed, and then he asked in a somewhat uneasy tone, "Do you also think that we are more responsible in this incident? Do you think it's me? Killed so many Muggles?"

"Of course not, and I don't think so because you are my brother." Jessica said firmly, then she smoothed her hair, "I saw a lot of classics at Hogwarts University, and magic wants to develop. , there must be some things that are not so bright. You should know that if you have studied No-Maj research class, just like in No-Maj schools, they also have the habit of conducting experiments on animals and even living people."

"You were brainwashed by Hogwarts Jessica." Ian's body suddenly leaned back, moving away from Jessica. "Do you think it is right to take the lives of those criminals for the advancement of magic?"

"Ian, but you have to understand, like Uncle Leonard said, sometimes things are not black and white, right or wrong, just like there are shadows in this sunny weather... We have to admit, it would be more comfortable to hide in the shadows right now." Jessica leaned on the staff that she couldn't actually handle yet and used it as a crutch. "I think this is better than bringing them directly into the Congress. That terrible pool directly cost Qiang his life."

Ian looked up and down Jessica, "Look at how you are dressed now. Although you have only been here a few days, you look like a great scholar from the first school in the wizarding world, Hogwarts Floating City. ." His tone was sarcastic, "Knowledge makes you forget freedom? I heard that your principal is still Grindelwald?"

Jessica looked at her brother with a surprised look on her face, then stomped her feet bitterly and replied: "Ian, Mr. Grindelwald at least adheres to his position as principal, and does not work part-time as an Auror like you do after get off work. The looters even went to attack other people’s businesses!”

After saying that, Jessica turned around and left, "College studies are too heavy. I won't come to watch your game. You won't win anyway!" But after taking a few steps, she seemed to feel that what she said was too harsh, and she didn't turn around. He had the heart to add a harsh word, "I will watch your live broadcast in the dormitory at most."

Seeing his sister who had finally reunited leave angrily, Ian stared blankly. He wanted to speak to persuade her to stay, but his throat seemed to be blocked and he couldn't speak.

With a bang, a piece of brick on the right side was blown to pieces by Ian. He also turned around and walked away in the opposite direction. He wandered aimlessly on the island of Crete, surrounded by various floating ships in the sky. The shadows of flying cars and flying cars are projected on the ground from time to time. Some tourists directly ride broomsticks to fly in the sky, overlooking the scenery of Crete from a high altitude. These products with strong imprint of floating cities seem to confirm the sea level and sky not far away. The power of that city in his heart was just like the gap he realized was widened by Allen.

After coming here for a long time, Ian was frustrated and found that he had gone around and returned to the venue of the duel competition. Observing the environment here again made him feel a lot better, because he found that the native residents of Greece, although they had purchased There are a large number of floating boats, but the local area also retains some vehicles with its own national style that are being used side by side, such as a cargo ship pulled by a horse-shaped sea monster on the seaside, and a gray-white carriage pulled by three Thestrals at the construction site. There is also a large flying carpet with a strong Greek style flying low in the sky...

This makes Ian feel that the Greeks can still maintain the style of their own country's magical world despite being invaded by a large number of foreign cultural products. This is a very commendable thing. Development is necessary, but it is necessary to maintain its own civilization. The characteristics should still be maintained.

This also put Ian in a mood to notice the vitality of this magical country with an ancient history. The Greek wizards shuttled inside and outside the duel arena. Although they seemed slow and careless, they still arranged the venue in their own order.

The sounds of casting spells, the shouts of transporting materials, and the rumble of various spells taking effect were mixed together. Together with the numerous staff and contestants wearing various costumes who came to visit, it seemed quite enthusiastic.

"But no wonder the construction period is so slow and delayed. These Greeks are really as lazy as the legends." Ian felt much calmer, but he couldn't help but start mocking the Greeks.

Strictly speaking, these Greek wizards are not slow-minded. They sit on chairs and cast magic on the area in front of them and nibble a few olives from time to time. They are considered diligent. The little officials wearing the uniforms of the Greek Ministry of Magic look even more listless and look like Lazy Ian also didn't realize they were doing the supervisory work they were supposed to do.

Only the ordinary Greek wizards who brutally unloaded goods near the basement of the duel field shuttled diligently, but upon closer inspection, there was no logic or reason at all.

One of them, a thin and haggard middle-aged short wizard, waved his wand with his gloved hand to direct the large boxes of goods to be unloaded from the carriage. Under the pale carriage, an older man wearing a black turban and boots with white trim was The bald old wizard was doing heavier work. He directed the huge wooden barrels and used the levitation spell to send them into the basement storage room of the venue...

"Middle-aged people do light work, old people do heavy work... the folk customs here don't look very good." Ian snorted, "It seems that the pension system in Greece is not as good as ours in the United States."

Suddenly, Ian turned back alertly.

As an Auror, he keenly felt someone approaching him quickly from behind, but he saw a witch wearing a wide-brimmed sun hat trying to stuff a bag of things into his hand.

Seeing that the target had noticed that she was on heightened alert, the witch whispered in a hoarse voice: "Mr. Knox, someone gave it to you. You'll understand after you see it."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Ian to speak, she threw the small paper bag in the direction of Ian's arms and started to turn around. Out of professional habit, Ian did not stupidly pick it up with his hands. He quickly pulled out his wand. Let the thing float in the air, then look up and see that the woman's figure has quickly moved away, blended into the crowd, and quickly disappeared without a trace.

Only then did Ian withdraw his gaze. He placed the object on the grass with no people within a certain range, and then began to use the wand to detect the spell.

After carefully making sure that there was no danger, Ian controlled the wand to open the wrapping paper with some confusion and carelessness, but then when he saw clearly what was in the paper, his hands were trembling. The wrapping paper held a horned snake necklace, and he At a glance, they recognized that it was exactly the same door key that Graves had used for them before.