The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

Members of the International United Wizards Association are on the right of the three of Cyrus, Dumbledore is sitting in the middle, and an old man next to him is Zhou Ya, one of the representatives of the United Wizards Association.

She asked in a low voice, "What do you think?"

"Me? As long as there are no problems with the regulations, I'm fine." Dumbledore expressed his attitude flatly, "Muggles and wizards must make a substantial progress."

Cyrus was right. For the future of the wizarding world, they had to give up something.

"Then according to the regulations, Mr. Cyrus and Ms. Granger, your original honors add up to a first-class medal." Zhou Ya said on behalf of the president, "If the honor is shared equally with Muggles, there will only be a second-class medal..."

split equally?It sounds like this is the wizard's last defiance.

Even if a dozen or so Muggles and wizards have experienced the same thing, they still want to lighten the Muggles with some twisted ideas.

"It doesn't matter" "I don't care"

Hermione turned around and stood with Cyrus, looked around with disdainful eyes, a sneer twitched at the corner of her mouth.

"It can't be like this! Not even Jacob Kowalski!!" Both Samuel and Fudge objected, "If Muggles are given honor in the wizarding world, something might go wrong."

"So you want to be superior to others without paying any price?"

John slapped heavily, and with a "snap", all the high-ranking wizards present gathered their gazes, their eyes filled with anger and roared:

"Since that's the case, I have nothing to say! I don't care about the dozen or so Muggles. From now on, you will deal with the affairs of the wizarding world yourself!"

It's just a trivial matter, clearing the memory!This kind of thing is common to wizards, and there are already countless muggles with amnesia in places that John can't see.

It was this fact that made John even angrier.

The Magical Congress of the United States is located in the Woolworth Building in New York, and such a group of wizards stand in a Muggle-built skyscraper and talk about honor with the Muggle Prime Minister?

What can he say?

It is really a Yankee tradition to rob other people's territory and give it a reputation.

"No-Maj! This is the law of the wizarding world!!"

"But the No-Maj you speak of also has its own laws!!" John roared at the wizard like an angry British lion, "You don't want to know the consequences of trampling on human dignity"

"You have the federation, we have the United Nations...better think about it before answering"

Prime Minister John's attitude is obviously to set the Magic Congress on fire. They can't afford to gamble, but if the United States knows that there are wizards in the country, every state may start a large-scale search in the next second.

Some of them had lived through the Muggle World Wars.

Like the War of Independence, the United States also held a special debate on "nation or race". In the end, the British Ministry of Magic "watched from the sidelines", while the United States also temporarily kept "don't mind its own business".

Only the former Soviet wizard was furious on the spot and tore up the International Statute of Secrecy.

"Okay...that's not bad, let those Muggles keep their memories." Fudge couldn't hold on anymore, he still needs cooperation, "hehe, look...is our cooperation?"

Just when they were hesitating, Newt got up and shook hands with the Prime Minister and said: "If there is any doubt about the siren migration, I am happy to help."

This kind of thing is rare.

"Of course~ I know not all wizards are like this," John scolded without any scruples.

"That's it. My husband will stay with the British Prime Minister to deal with the siren affairs." Tina got a little impatient, got up and left the venue directly, "Don't worry about the ruins, the No-Majs will find their own excuses."

In the end, the verdict was won by Cyrus and Hermione, because the price they both paid made those high-level officials remember these two little wizards.

No wonder Newt was interested, they all had the same temperament.

In the end, under the persecution of Cyrus and the Prime Minister, the high-level wizards chose a mean. In order to prevent Muggles from being honored by the wizarding world, they chose to keep their memories.

Samuel left the venue indignantly.

Fudge tidied up his suit, stroked his hair, whispered to the pink old woman, and then came to several people, rubbing his hands.

Perhaps because of John's iron fist in court, Fudge seems to have restrained a lot of his arrogance as a wizard.

"Dolores!" he warned the woman beside him.

"Hehe...Mr. Prime Minister, about the arrest of Sirius Black..."

Sirius?Hermione squeezed Cyrus' clenched fist.

"I still don't understand...why you can't even look down on a prisoner?" John pursued the blame calmly, "The wizard and prisoner escaped, killed the Muggles, and in the end - Muggles came to arrest them"

"Yeah...but it was just the first mistake! There will never be a second time"

"Understood... I will take care of the wanted matter"

John waved his hand casually, driving away Minister Fudge, he always faced Newt, and discussed with the old man about the arrangement of the mermaid.

Newt Scamander is worthy of being an expert on magical creatures. He knows the geography and biological distribution of various countries like the back of his hand. John also prefers this simple scholar.

It may be the leader who first came into contact with the Muggles. Mr. Newt seemed a little reserved, but when he talked about the mermaid, he was very happy and smiled like a child.

The suitcase in his hand has never left his body. He has been carrying it since he came to the Wujiao office in the afternoon, and he always looks at the suitcase in a daze during meetings.

While chatting, he quietly told Cyrus some knowledge about the fire dragon more than once.

"Maloth in Wales is also good, away from the crowd, and the waters are also suitable for the survival of sirens. Believe me, you don't want the sirens to grow into Merrow or Selki in England"

According to geography, Mr. Newt quickly helped the Prime Minister choose a better location, in the waters of Pembrokeshire, and he, like Cyrus:

Hope the sirens keep their original beauty.

"No problem, how about you take full responsibility for this matter?" John hoped that this kind of matter would be handled by a sensible person. "You just need to let me know in advance."

After today's experience, John seems to have opened some kind of shackles in his heart, and his understanding of wizards has become clearer.

Dolores Umbridge next to her puffed her face, seeing them ignoring the Ministry of Magic, she wanted to say something, but was immediately called away by Dumbledore.

"Cyrus, do you really want to go this way?" Dumbledore changed back into his gray robe and walked side by side with the boy, "To be honest, you almost scared me to death today."

Dumbledore broke into the Ministry of Magic without even wearing his shoes when he saw that 'the British Prime Minister already knew about it'.

"Me? Professor, it's not that I want to go, nor is it my choice..." Cyrus looked at the girl in front of him, and said softly, "It's...I want to go with her"

"Hmm...but it's good, at least your efforts have paid off now, haven't you?"

"Yes..."

Albus Dumbledore was silent for a while, he sincerely wished Cyrus and Hermione, he only hoped that they could go farther and wider than himself, and he also hoped that they could go on forever.

"Newt is annoying me to death." Dumbledore squirmed his lips and changed the subject. "He said that he suddenly regained his strength, and he hopes to teach the next Magical Creatures class."

"Mr. Newt...isn't he retired?"

"But he likes your fire dragon very much..." Dumbledore told him casually, "Because of Tina and Queenie's objections, he can't raise giant magical creatures. He is the strongest magical biologist today. "

"By the way, professor!" Hermione also turned around at this time, and came to Dumbledore's other side, "Who is this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor? Professor Snape?"

Second year Gilderoy Lockhart turned himself in at the end of the term, so he wanted to prove himself by showing others that he could climb back to the top.

"No, it's one of my former students, you'll absolutely love it"

Dumbledore dared to pat his chest as a guarantee, and said, "Let's put it this way, the Patronus Charm is also his specialty, so you don't have to worry about other things."

Through a secret passage, they came to the teleportation fireplace. John held his nose and Dumbledore said goodbye to the two little ones.

Cyrus and Hermione left the Woolworth Building through the super-fast revolving door.

"Let's go, your parents must be waiting impatiently"

"Not necessarily, they may still be playing with a group of people~"

Hermione came to a small alley, opened the portal, and took Cyrus' hand back to the pier in Florida, where they strolled on the beach at night.

"You said... how about I wear that dress on the beach?" Hermione thought of the clothes she had bought.

"It's all pretty." Cyrus was being led by her right hand, and Hermione was still holding the boots with his left hand.

"Do you want to see it?" She snickered slyly.

"..." Cyrus swallowed, until Hermione's thumb began to rub impatiently, and then he hesitated to answer, "Think about it... think about it!"

"Then go back and wait until I get the clothes!"

Hermione shook off his hand, feeling the fine sand on the soles of her feet, and ran away in a hop.