curse the world at hogwarts

Until his official career and popularity were completely over, but neither end was fully realized, Fudge didn't seem to understand a single problem——

Shame is not absolute, but shamelessness is absolutely shameless.

Where is the middle zone in this thing?

Dumbledore chose the path of shame, always maintained strong self-restraint in major matters, and set up a banner by sacrificing all his desires.

Voldemort chose the shameless path, breaking the pot and breaking through to the end, which can be regarded as a leisurely journey.

Rhine... is he going to lose face?

What can distinguish him from Lao Fu is that he used to be immersed in the script and held the script in hand to avoid breaking his face at inappropriate moments.

This is micro-management, and I don’t have any lives on my side. Don’t think that I have the advantage.

Rita Skeeter was unhappy because the bigger news had not been caught, but her consciousness of beating the workers still made her produce a headline that was eye-catching enough the next day.

"Ministry of Magic bows!"When I received the letter of surrender, Hogwarts had already won"...

It's not that she stands on the side of Hogwarts, it's entirely because if she doesn't stand on the side of Hogwarts, the Triwizard Cup may really become yellow.

The Triwizard Cup was ruined, and the series of reports she had originally planned were ruined.

Is Rita not the only one who has this idea?

So from the beginning, Fudge was defeated by his unrepentant extreme self.

From the time Crouch proposed the idea, to the three major European powers starting planning, to the continuous coordination and cooperation, and finally promotion, the Triwizard Tournament between the Ministry of Magic and Hogwarts was just an event...

Due to the various chains involved in the surroundings, that is "millions of water workers, food and clothing"!

Do you really think that you, squatting at the top of the so-called power pyramid, can overturn decisions involving such a wide range of interests by holding small meetings and secret meetings?

I don't know if he is simply naive or simply stupid.

In the end, under the continued attention of the wizarding society, Fudge had to admit his mistake.

The result of admitting defeat was that he and Rhine signed a new round of supplementary contracts for the previously hastily concluded Hogwarts autonomy authorization in the second-floor cabin of the Hogshead Bar in Hogsmeade...

In the end, I still couldn't enter the school.

It can be said that Hogwarts will no longer be controlled by the Ministry of Magic in terms of management.

Before leaving with a thick stack of renewal contracts, Rhine looked meaningfully at Dolores Umbridge who was standing guard at the door and let out a sigh.

Umbridge:? ? ?

Although it will be difficult for this guy to fly into the school and become the principal next year, Hermione has also been spared the psychological shadow of being tortured by this guy, so much so that she changed her middle name from "Jane" to "Joan".

But Rhine felt a little regretful that he couldn't play with this guy hard on campus.

After a second thought, he felt at ease again.

Anyway, the future is so vast, and there are bound to be many conflicts with the Ministry of Magic...

There is no chance to deal with this woman!

"Humph!"

Fudge, who was obviously depressed by the series of concessions, had been relaxing in the hut for a long time. After a while, he came out, gave a stern and inward snort to Rhine, and left with Umbridge.

Rhine watched the two disappear into the streets of Hogsmeade, and then suddenly shouted into the air around him.

"More than?"

The space tore apart, and respectful house elves emerged.

"Go tell the old pervert and carry out the original plan."

Dobby immediately responded and disappeared without a trace, appearing in a small dark room somewhere.

"Dr. Lecter!"

Although he had known Hannibal for a long time and was sure that he was one of his own, Dobby was still a little afraid of Hannibal, and his words were a bit sharper than usual.

"Mr. Lyle said, carry out the original plan!"

"it is good."

Hannibal smiled and nodded, and then passed the news to the anxious...

Barty Crouch Jr.

Crouch was overjoyed when he received the news, but he still suppressed his excitement and waited for the arrival of a black braised egg.

"All teachers and students pack your bags!"

Nick Fury greeted.

"That arrogant Hogwarts finally agreed to our participation."

Little Barty, who was standing in front of others, nodded with everyone in agreement, immediately packed up the scattered luggage and stuffed all kinds of clothes into the box.

Among them is a robe, with the emblem of four magical animals drawn on the chest, set off by petals and goldie knots——

Thunderbirds, catpanthers, goblins, and waterhorned serpents.

The last one who suddenly joined the Four Powers Tournament was also Barty Jr....actually Rhine...the best infiltration channel he was eyeing was Ilvermorny Magic School.

Therefore, whether Rhine is fighting against the Ministry of Magic or not, and whether he is allowed to participate or not, in fact...

No loss.

Now, he has won twice.

What is a win-win situation?

Tactical lean back.

……

When Ilvermorny's team appeared at Hogwarts, the young wizards knew that the Four Wizards Tournament was finally going to continue.

For them, it doesn't matter if there is another school, it will be more lively.

As for the previous series of intrigues, not to mention Dumbledore, who likes to be the patriarch of the family and protects everyone, not even Rhine, who advocates building up the young wizards' crisis awareness as much as possible, will not talk about it.

It affects our glorious image!

"Mr. Lyle, long time no see."

Nick Fury came for Rhine, so of course he arrogantly walked in front of him and raised a provocative shot glass.

"You can't expect such a big surprise all of a sudden, right?"

I can't think of your sister!

As a cautious person who cherishes his life, Rhine is quite tired of this kind of seemingly meticulous arrogance.

"..."

Rhine's eyes only focused on Fury's face for a second, and then slowly moved upwards, focusing on the glowing black circle.

"..."

Not very hurtful, but extremely insulting.

The most hateful thing is that he didn't say a word!

Especially as a time traveler, Rhine has always been very careful about his drinking water. He will basically not drink the tap water directly that comes with the debuff of hairline shrinkage...

So with his hair volume at this time, using it to humiliate Braised Egg is like hitting mosquitoes with a cannon.

Fury initially tried to stir up some topics, hoping to provoke Rhine to create a verbal distinction.

But now Rhine has a bad start and is unwilling to talk to Chongzhi. He just smiles the whole time and stares at the other party's bald head...

Braised eggs, finally defeated.

"Have a nicer attitude!"

What I can’t stand is that it’s Professor Dumbledore after all.

The old man had just finished greeting Mrs. Maxim, and when he turned around, he saw Rhine humiliating Fury with his eyes, and couldn't help but come over to remind him in a low voice.

I know you are shameless and not afraid of trouble, but you came to three schools in total, and the leader made you offend half of them.

Why do you act like a fighting cock?

Regarding Dumbledore's "I'm doing this for your own good" in front of his face, Rhine could only shrink his neck, smile like a dog and quickly give in.

But both of them knew the effectiveness of this kind of resignation. Thank God if they can survive tonight.

"Forget it, follow me to the back. We have to move the Goblet of Fire out."

Dumbledore planned to support Rhine throughout the whole process to prevent him from causing trouble everywhere.

But these words made Laing stunned for a moment, and then he slapped himself on the cheek...

"broken!"

"how?"

"The conditions I negotiated with Fudge include the provision of expanding the number of entries..."

Rhine said something that almost caused Dumbledore to have a cerebral hemorrhage, and looked at him shamelessly with a flattering look.

"You...have adjusted the limit on the number of participants, right?"

"I fucked you up!!!"

Boss Deng finally succeeded again. He picked up a German sausage on the table and was about to swing it at Rhine's head!

The Goblet of Fire is about to be taken out!

Did you just remember to tell me now?