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As soon as Errol finished speaking, she saw Fleur walking into the kitchen.

"I heard someone bragging about themselves. Who is it?"

Errol laughed and said,

"What, did I say something wrong?"

Fleur also laughed,

"No, no, you are great, you are great, I am not your opponent."

The half-Veela walked up to Molly,

"Molly, can you teach me how to cook? I want to learn your skills so that when Bill and I live together in the future, I can make food that suits his taste."

Molly was stunned.

Well, maybe Errol was right, this Fleur Delacour might actually be a good girl.

……

……

The next day, Lin Lan did not stay at the Burrow. She went to the Ministry of Magic with Arthur——

In this turbulent moment, she cannot stay out of it.

It was Ah Hui who held up the sky for her in the past, but now it's her turn.

As the face of the "Lin family" in the UK, she needs to fulfill her responsibilities.

Erole should enjoy life well in this life, and just leave the killing to her.

It's just that I went out confidently in the morning, but when I returned to the Burrow in the evening, I was somewhat dejected.

When Arthur sighed and walked into the house with Lin Lan, he heard the laughter of Molly and Fleur in the kitchen.

The head of the family couldn't believe his ears. His wife was captured by a mixed-blood Veela so quickly?

dinner time,

Molly moved a basin in front of her eldest son and said, "This is made by Fleur. Bill, you can try it."

Fleur tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ears and looked at Bill expectantly.

Bill gave Fleur a smile back, then started to eat——

"The ones made by Furong are really good. They are almost the same as those made by my mother. They are delicious!"

Fleur and Molly both laughed;

Molly changed her attitude from the day before and praised Fleur generously:

"Bill, you don't know, Fleur is so smart, she can learn how to cook as soon as she is taught."

Furong also laughed:

"No, that's because Aunt Molly taught her well!"

Fleur raised her neck and kissed Bill on the side of his chin. Bill lowered his head slightly and kissed Fleur on the forehead.

Molly:…

Well, she was still a little uncomfortable with the French way of doing things.

After all, it is well known that the British cannot stand the French.

Errol sat opposite, watching the intimate interaction between her eldest brother and her "sister-in-law". She felt that she was very successful as a matchmaker and couldn't help feeling happy.

But the good mood did not last long, and disappeared due to the low pressure from Arthur's father and Lin Lan.

"My dear, is there something wrong with the department? I think you don't look right."

Molly asked.

Arthur sighed,

"Minister Bones went to the Muggle Prime Minister and was rejected and was kicked back - now the Death Eater attack on Muggles is causing a big fuss. The ministry cannot erase the memories of all Muggles. We are completely exposed. In front of Muggles."

Fred shrugged nonchalantly.

"For so many years, we wizards have tried to hide themselves, and Muggles can't find us at all. I don't think it will have much impact on us, right?"

Percy snorted: "If the school wants to recruit young wizards of Muggle origin, it will be very difficult! Now Muggles regard wizards as terrorists - who would let their children study with terrorists? "

"This is not the worst,"

Aerol said,

"Don't underestimate Muggles. If there are wizards willing to cooperate with Muggles, they will quickly develop countermeasures. By then, our Muggle expulsion spells and confusion spells will lose their effectiveness,"

Miss Owl faced everyone's disbelief and continued,

"Muggles may even develop equipment that can resist the Imperius Curse. If that day comes, can we really continue to fight?"

Lin Lan nodded. Her Ah Hui was always the one who could see the farthest. If Ah Hui said so, that must be the case.

……

……

United States.

Massachusetts.

City of Salem.

Inside the newly built Witch Trials Memorial Park in 1992.

There are so many people here.

There are crowds of people in front of the 1692 Witch Trials Monument.

A plump pink lady held her nose and walked through the crowd. In front of her, a man with an outstanding appearance and temperament was vaguely guiding her.

"Miss Dolores Umbridge,"

The man didn't look back, but his joy could be heard in his voice.

"A look of attention. Please take back your disdain for Muggles - oh, No-Majs here - please take back your disdain for No-Majs."

Umbridge was stunned and heard the man continue,

"What you are about to do now is to cooperate with the No-Majs. Of course, if you want to continue to live a life of poverty and no reputation at all, then you can do it - but I want to remind you, you must It’s not that I have a lot of things to be busy with, so I can do it myself if I want to cooperate with the No-Majs, and you are actually not irreplaceable.”

A flattering smile immediately appeared on Umbridge's face, but she was much thinner than a year ago, and the wrinkles on her face were more obvious now. This smile immediately reminded people of chrysanthemums.

"I'm sorry, sir, I will control myself."

"Well, you'll understand."

The two of them walked through the crowd and walked to a secluded part of the park.

After walking for five or six minutes, they arrived at the management office of the Witch Trials Memorial Park.

The No-Maj at the window was chatting wordlessly with the colleagues in the room, and they were probably talking about the hottest topic right now - the existence of the wizarding world.

Of course, this is also the reason why so many people suddenly came to visit this park. People just wanted to know whether the twenty women who were burned to death in 1692 were real witches?

"This gentleman, this little... this lady,"

The administrator noticed Umbridge and the two of them and immediately said hello,

"Are you lost? The monument is in that direction,"

The administrator pointed to where the two came from.

"If you don't mind, I can take you there..."

"No,"

The man said,

"That's what we're here for."

The administrator frowned.

"But this is the Park Service, there's nothing to see."

The man smiled and said:

"I'm looking for Agatha Barbourne."

——Credence’s surname at that time was Bayerburn. He was adopted by Mary Lou Barbourne, a member of the Second Salem organization, which led him to suppress his magical talents and eventually became the Obscurial.

The administrator was stunned for a moment, then said:

“The pumpkins are blooming in the fields.”

The man replied:

"It's a pity that there was a lot of rain this year, so the pumpkins are not sweet."

The administrator immediately opened the door and welcomed the two people in.

There is an elevator at the back of the management office, which is less than 100 square meters.

The administrator took the two people into the elevator and went all the way down.

Finally stopped on the -19th floor.

The elevator door opened, and a white lady with gray hair, about fifty years old, and a face full of freckles came up to her.

"Dear Mr. Haierbo, I am finally waiting for you."

Haierbo bowed slightly,

"Ms. Bayerburn, I'm glad we can work together."

He pointed to Umbridge beside him,

"This is Ms. Dolores Umbridge. She used to be the Undersecretary of the Ministry of Magic in the United Kingdom. However, because of the joint ostracism of wizards, she has now become our comrade."

Umbridge responded immediately:

"Yes, Ms. Bayerburn, I very much hope to cooperate with your organization to create a world without wizards!"

Balben showed respect for Halpo, but when he looked at Umbridge, the disgust in his eyes was very obvious.

"I understand. Since you were introduced by Mr. Haierbo, I can naturally trust you."

She said to an armed security guard behind her,

"Bring this Ms. Umbridge to our laboratory."

After saying that, she came to Haierbo,

"Sir, let's go to the conference room to discuss it in detail."

Haierbo smiled and walked side by side with her.

He didn't care about Umbridge at all.

At this time, Umbridge was fiercely resisting the security personnel's order to confiscate her wand.

The security guard shot her in the leg - it was a very powerful tranquilizer bomb. Umbridge shook and fainted to the ground.

The security guard took off her wand and split it into two pieces with a click.

Halbo and Agatha Barbourne came to the office at this time.

As soon as she entered the door, Agatha half-knelt on the ground:

"Your Majesty the God of Death, the Bayerben family welcomes your return."