Hogwarts genius wizard

As soon as he went out, he stopped a taxi casually, McGonagall told the location, and then said to William: "The place we are going to is the home of the old wizard Gary Anderson.

He used to be the school's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, and also a potion master, with great influence in France.But he is French, so we just borrow a few days to avoid hotels with complicated staff. "

The two came to an old house in Paris, knocked on the door, and a house elf opened it and said, "Welcome Professor McGonagall, or Mr. Smith."

An old wizard in green clothes, a green hat, and green trousers walked slowly down the stairs next to the gate, and said to Mag in a deep voice, "You're here."

"I'm here." Mag replied standing by the door stairs.

"You shouldn't have come." The old wizard stepped down with a serious expression.

"But I'm here anyway," said McGonagall (in William's mind).

What's going on with two old people who add up to be over 150 years old?

William suppressed a smile in his heart. The old man was only about 1.8 meters, a little shorter than the tall Mag, but because he was on the stairs and Mag was under the stairs, the distance was evened out.

On the other hand, the old gentleman's dressing preferences are also unique.

How much do you like green?

"Master, there are two guests, do you want some tea?" Another elf asked in a very low voice, holding tea and looking at the two old men, one tall and the other low.

"Hmph, sit down." The old wizard muffled.

Mag was also polite, and directly took William to sit on the sofa.

"McGonagall, you don't know how much the French wizards hate you Britain now. The Aurors of the Ministry of Magic are eager to cross the Channel and kill Fudge.

In the subway, sewers, and streets of Paris, werewolves and vampires are fighting every day. Those lunatics don't worry about magic exposure, or even wish for magic exposure. "

The old wizard said angrily, and couldn't help but take a breath before he said half of it.

McGonagall snorted coldly: "Professor Dumbledore proposed to formulate regulations on the management of werewolves, vampires and other dark creatures, and to establish a unified anti-black Auror alliance to act in a unified way to maintain the security and peace of the wizarding world. You just disagree. Now What's the use of saying this? If it's really serious, you should go to England and drive Fudge out of power."

"You are unreasonable." The old wizard said angrily.

"Forget it, anyway, you're only staying for a few days, so go away quickly." The old wizard waved his hand and went directly to the second floor.

The elf said from the side: "The master has prepared the room for the two of you, should we rest for a while and drink some tea, or go to the room now?"

The mouth is rigid, but the heart is still very soft.

William chuckled secretly.

Mag said: "William go to the room first, I have something to talk to Anderson."

William nodded, and followed the elf to the room, not curious about the secrets of the two old men, then took out the book and flipped through it.

At about five o'clock in the evening, William heard the door opening downstairs, went down to have a look, and saw a middle-aged female wizard whispering something to the old wizard and Professor McGonagall.

Seeing William, the witch stopped and asked, "Mr. Smith, I am Elisa Galen, an Auror from the French Ministry of Magic. I am here to inform you that you should try not to go out in the near future. What you said at the Ministry of Magic this afternoon has already Known by the French wizards, your situation is very dangerous."

After Eliza Galen left, the old wizard sighed, but said nothing more, and waved his hand to let the elf leave.

"William, right? Please prepare yourself for tomorrow. Those disciples of the chess king, those angry French wizards will try their best to insult you." The old wizard sighed.

The old wizard walked up the stairs, stopped suddenly, turned around and said, "Why did you say those words?"

William took out a photo from his pocket and said with a smile: "Others challenged me, but I just met it."

The photo shows a French male wizard showing love to Furong with flowers, and a group of people congratulate him.

The old wizard took out a pair of eyes from his pocket, looked carefully for a while, and then said, "Bill Jones' favorite young son, it's good to be young."

William didn't know whether the old wizard was praising himself for his youthful vigor, or praising the old chess king who was still in his [-]s and [-]s and could still blossom and bear fruit.

After dinner, William read a book for a while, then picked up the double-sided mirror, and said with a smile, "I thought you would be haunted by someone today."

Fu Rong snickered and said, "I asked my uncle for help today, and we bought a [-] Galleon bet together, betting you to win the championship."

William smiled: "Oh, what is the winning rate, what are the odds?"

Fu Rong said happily: "No one thinks that you will win, if it wasn't for the news that you were appointed by Professor McGonagall to challenge the chess king, there probably wouldn't be your bet.

The odds for you to win the championship are 1 to 30. As long as you win, I can win 30 Galleons. You must not lose, this is the pocket money I managed to save. "

"Are you free tomorrow? I'll transfer you another [-] Galleons." William laughed.

Fu Rong shook her head and said, "Dad and Mom have warned me just now, this time I'm not allowed to meet you alone in private, so as not to affect the reputation of the family."

William said: "Okay, then we can only see you tomorrow on the field."