curse the world at hogwarts

"Oh huh?"

Rhine greeted everyone in a somewhat grandiose manner.

"Why didn't a media reporter come? Rita Skeeter increased the money?"

Fudge's face remained normal, but Amelia Bones and others next to him blushed.

Although it is the first time for the Ministry of Magic to register dragon pets, many organizations, including Hogwarts, have registered the breeding of certain magical animals, and even they have not launched such a big campaign.

This is like a Muggle going to register his newly adopted dog. As a result, in addition to the street clerk, the person responsible for the registration process is also the Prime Minister of Great Britain, the Minister of Justice, the Chief of Parliament, the Chancellor of Oxford, and others.

If Rhine hadn't been a bit knowledgeable, he would have fallen to his knees as soon as he came in.

So terrifying!

Even people who don't have this sense of smell will instantly notice the weirdness of the situation, and it's not just because it's a dragon.

Although the dragon is fierce, it is not much of a deterrent to the wizard organization.

"We were rude," Fudge said with a professional smile, "but your matter has caused disputes among the Magical International, so we have to add some other content to this report."

He stretched out his short, fat hand and introduced to Rhine the person next to him with his nostrils pointed at the ceiling.

That was the special envoy of the Magical Congress of America to the Ministry of Magic in Canada, who came specifically to accuse Rhine. The most intuitive evidence was the dragon he raised.

Because there was no footage of Rhine's direct involvement, Sophia became the key to nailing him.

Rhine didn't even look at that guy. Although he did it in America, wasn't he so shameless that he tried to get involved with the Addams family?

No matter what Rhine's plan is for the Addams family, there is justice in acting bravely.

A shameless person, not worth even a single glance from him.

Seeing that Rhine didn't even give him a look, the envoy, who was always well-received and well-received by Fudge, snorted coldly. It took a lot of effort to suppress the anger in his heart, and he took out a document with his backhand.

"Prior decree, according to what we, the Magic Congress, know from Minister Fudge, the dragon contracted by Mr. Lyle is only a few months old..."

said the envoy.

"But there are countless tricks in the magic world to change the size of creatures, so if you want to quibble from this angle, we will not accept it."

Rhine then turned to look at the special envoy: "Do I need you to accept it?"

Sophia was able to transform into the dragon form that day, of course, using the swelling potion prepared by Morticia.

But Rhine was not panicking at the moment, but rather a certain rebellion in his DNA was triggered.

I wonder if the other party has the ability to nail him to death. To put it bluntly, he is just a tool. Does he really take himself seriously?

Does Fudge dare to ask the special envoy to come and take Rhine away?

What Rhine was very confused about was that even if he drained the flesh and blood of the big brother and started an era of extravagance and extravagance, he would also create an extremely conceited superpower...

But he is also a Muggle, and he has a close relationship with your Magical Congress?

Did they give you corn or potatoes?

"..." The special envoy's face darkened, "The last person who offended our Magic Congress..."

Rhine laughed: "You were defeated by my Hogwarts principal, Albus Dumbledore, and you were killed three times in and three out."

Dumbledore's face darkened. You're like a waistband, so why are you pointing out all the painful spots for me?

Fudge even broke out in a cold sweat. He realized that he seemed to have misjudged Rhine's temper, or that he had never understood it.

Strictly based on the time of debut, Rhine is Fudge's senior.

When he killed the wizarding world and applauded him, Fudge was just an unknown deputy director of the Ministry of Magic.

But Cornelius Fudge's greatest skill in this life is to imagine that all nations will come to court if he shakes his body.

In short, he has no idea of ​​his own strength.

While wiping his sweat, Fudge looked at the special envoy, feeling finally anxious.

Please speak!

Hold him down!

If you don't suppress him, how can I use you to trap him?

The desire for control is also one of the three major illusions in life.

Compared to Fudge's unawareness, this special envoy was actually different from before.

Although he has the usual arrogant and arrogant attitude of the United States, he also has the spirit of a coward who will become more honest after being slapped hard.

"I hope you can still be so arrogant when you test the dragon!" He said to Rhine with a stern expression.

But in fact, this special envoy had given up hope of doing anything to Rhine, and instead placed his hope on the second goal of being able to get a handle and a talking point.

At the very least, they can be on the stronger side when talking about this matter in the future...

Wolves, when they cannot defeat their opponents, like to lurk and wait for opportunities.

You can pretend to be innocent, but can your dragon transform in Quantico?

The truth is right in front of you!

……

Many people present understood what the special envoy was thinking.

Veterans like Dumbledore and Bones frowned. They knew very well that the handle might not seem important, but it was like a thorn in the shoe.

You don't know when it will come out and prick you.

If you tie it just right, it may directly destroy your ability to move.

The two looked at each other, exchanged information, and were ready to protect Rhine from the consequences of exposing the truth when he couldn't stand it any longer...

The Magical Congress will definitely not be able to do so.

Fudge can't succeed either.

But Rhine didn't give them a chance to think about it.

The moment Little Dragon Sophia was summoned, the expressions of the special envoy and Fudge all changed.

"This...impossible!" The special envoy was dumbfounded, "This is not that dragon!"

The most important evidence they used to force the Ministry of Magic was the image of the dragon that was filmed during the Quantico attack, so that they could kill Rhine.

But that dragon... is red!

Rhine gave the special envoy a strange look: "What? The Magic Congress plans to give me another one?"

"You have a beautiful idea!" The special envoy was extremely anxious now, and his words began to break down.

Rhine shrugged: "Sorry, I only have this dragon around me."

When he said this, Rhine almost laughed in his heart.

Unexpectedly, Galahad's casual reminder had such a big effect at this moment.

Everything originated from a few buckets of red paint that had been stored in that messy office for who knows how long.

According to Rhine's idea, if Sophia is exposed, the worst case scenario is that she will be beaten to death and refuse to admit her guilt. Anyway, this feud will be settled no matter what.

But Galahad believes that although the mainstream of modern society is relatively shameless, any shamelessness is habitually covered with a high-sounding coat.

They would not mention that they coveted people's property and harmed Adams. They would only say out of context that the Rhine attacked the United States, thus creating a favorable context for themselves.

Therefore, we should try our best to avoid troubles that can be avoided.

The special envoy's numb claws are also here. As a wizard, he is full of confidence in the various magics arranged by the Magical Congress in Quantico, and has also formed an inertial thinking——

This dragon can be enlarged or reduced by potions, but it is impossible to magically switch species!

The red giant dragon is the red baby dragon. Anyway, there will be no difference visible to the naked eye!

The problem is, anti-transformation, anti-Apparition, etc. magic, it does not resist paint produced by Muggles.

When rushing out of the building, Rhine carefully put the paint bucket into his suitcase, and asked Sophia to turn around and spit out dragon breath into the office.

This is why Director Sessions saw black smoke and red dragons.

"You...you must have used dye..." the special envoy said angrily, "It's so childish...so crude...so...you!"

With the people around him watching, he couldn't continue talking.

In fact, everyone quickly understood Rhine's technique, but they also realized the most terrible thing about it.

It’s not about the colors of the two dragons, but the seriousness of the attack on Quantico and the childishness of this method, which directly led to consequences that even the Magic Congress could laugh or cry about——

If you tell me, how can you believe it?

So disgusting!