The man behind Hogwarts

"You use magic without any scruples. Aren't you afraid that the Ministry of Magic will get you into trouble?"

"Don't be afraid. I have an entry permit. This is a permit issued by the Ministry of Magic. As long as you don't harm No-Majs, there won't be any big problems. I'll just give you a warning."

Laura said with a smile, her expression serious and cute.

No-Maj is the name for ordinary people in the United States, which corresponds to Muggles in the United Kingdom.

However, when Laura said the word "No-Maj" in her mouth, there was no expression of contempt on her face, and her tone was quite easy-going, which was slightly different from the British magical world.

It must be admitted that the mainstream sentiment in the British wizarding community is to look down upon Muggles.

The word "Muggle" along with it is automatically derogatory.

But "No-Majs" are different. At least in the entire Ilvermorny School, students do not belittle "No-Majs" when they mention them. On the contrary, some people feel proud.

The reason lies in the history of Ilvermorny.

One of the founders of Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was a No-Maj.

What is his status?

He is equivalent to the founder of the four houses of Hogwarts. This shows that the mood in the United States towards No-Majs is obviously more relaxed.

"Entry permit?"

"What is this? You are originally British and you are just returning to your country. Why do you need an entry permit?"

William washed out a plate of fruit and placed it in front of her, and sat down casually to chat.

"This entry permit is different from the one in the ordinary world." Laura said: "The one in my hand is issued by the Ministry of Magic, and its effect corresponds to the wizarding world. Although I am British, because I graduated from Ivermorny , so I will also need this when I return to the UK."

She also explained the effectiveness of the entry permit.

In short, the entry permit has the same functions as a green card and has some minor privileges.

Perhaps this is a wizard-specific talent attraction plan?

"If I want to go to the United States, do I also need to apply for this entry permit?"

"Yes, if you want to go, remember to ask me to be your guide. My fee is not high, just give me a few hundred Galleons."

Laura relaxed and leaned on the back of the sofa.

She stretched out her hand and snapped her fingers, and a thin cigarette appeared between her fingers.

The main body of the cigarette is white, and the cigarette holder is also white, but more delicate, with fingers as tender as green onions and red nails...

The combination of white and red, a mixture of purity and charm.

"Do you mind?" Laura asked.

"Whatever." William nodded, and then helped her transform into an ashtray. He didn't have such a thing at home.

"When did you start smoking?"

"Well...three years ago."

Laura's expression dropped a little, and then she smiled, "This is not an ordinary cigarette, it is specially made by me. It is a kind of magic potion. You have a taste."

She took a puff, then held the cigarette between her thumb and index finger and handed it to William.

Smoke curled up from the ignition point of the cigarette.

Looking at the things handed over, the corners of William's mouth twitched slightly, not expecting that she would make such an action, as if she didn't care about the difference between men and women at all.

Let me have a taste of the cigarette I just smoked...

hiss--

Do you want me to taste cigarettes or rouge?

Thinking of Rouge, William unconsciously raised his eyes and glanced at her, and his eyes naturally fell on her face.

She has a graceful appearance, delicate facial features, long and curved eyelashes that cast slight shadows on her eyelids, and her consistent blue eyeshadow adds a retro and enchanting temperament.

Especially her lips today are of the same color as her nails.

Moisturizing like petals, QQ elastic like full cream.

Um? red?

William immediately looked at the cigarette holder, and sure enough he saw faint red lines. This is... lip print...

"Thank you, I don't need it." William waved his hand and declined.

"Hmph." Laura snorted, then opened her mouth slightly and blew out a puff of smoke, "Although it looks like a No-Maj cigarette, it's not a cigarette. I just adopted the style of a cigarette.

No-Maj cigarettes use tobacco, but I use precious potion.

Do you know how much this one of mine is worth? "

"How many?"

After hearing her words, William really became interested.

I have always heard her say that she is an expert in potions, and boast that her potions are valuable in the market, but she has never been able to witness it with her own eyes. Could it be that cigarettes are one of the potions?

"The cost price is 10 Sickles." Laura said.

10 Westco...

One Galleung can be exchanged for 17 Sickles, which means two cigarettes require one Galleung?

You must know that the price of dragon liver is only 17 ounces.

Although he had long known that those who played with potions were rich people, William was still shocked by her inhumane behavior.

The cost price is 10 xicos. If it is sold to outsiders, it cannot be tripled.

But it’s not necessarily that anyone will buy it.

"You keep saying it is a magic potion, so what is its magical effect?" William asked.

"Guess." Laura winked mischievously, took a puff of cigarette to highlight the smoke, and the smoke dispersed gently in the room.

"How could I guess this?" William said.

He looked at the witch's expression and laughed secretly. I didn't realize that her character was like this at first. She wasn't cold at all, but rather fiery.

Laura smiled and handed out the cigarette again.

“I don’t need to tell you how effective it is, you’ll know it once you take a bite.”

"Ah this?!" He was so enthusiastic, how could he refuse?

Would it be rude to refuse again?

"Really want to taste it?" William looked at her.

"Yeah, taste it, I don't mind." Laura smiled.

"Okay, I hope you don't mind." William said warmly, then took out his wand, drew a circle, and said: "Calling the Gods to protect you!"

Silver smoke erupted from the tip of the wand.

Groups, strands, and wisps gathered into a dazzling galaxy in the sky.

The stars flowed around and turned into a tall human-shaped patron saint in the blink of an eye.

Now it was Laura's turn to be shocked.

She stared blankly at the patron saint floating behind William, and her pupils seemed to be reflected with bright stars.

The humanoid patron saint floats in the void, with silver light all over his body. His facial features are 80% similar to William's, but he is colder and less human.

When Laura saw the patron saint's eyes, her heart trembled.

"What are you..." Laura asked hesitantly.

"You can also master the Patronus Charm." William said casually, and then took the cigarette.

Hearing his words, Laura was speechless. Is this the question I asked? Everyone knows that this is the Patronus Charm.

Suddenly, Laura had a flash of inspiration.

"He just asked me if I would mind..."

"So that's what it means... He doesn't trust me and is worried that cigarettes are harmful..."

Laura’s eyes dimmed a bit, and she raised her hand to take back the cigarette…