Ancient wizards return to Hogwarts.

"Would you like some hot soup?"

“The croissants are freshly baked~”

As soon as Les returned to the camp, Daphne and Astoria came up to him with smiles on their faces to welcome him and celebrate his triumphant return.

Looking at the steaming soup on his left and the croissants emitting rich buttery aroma on his right, Rice suddenly felt that all the hard work he had endured over the years had not been in vain.

As expected, Hermione and Cedric were there too. Aries quietly huddled in a corner of the camp, secretly looking up at him.

Les followed her gaze and shocked Aries: this person looked exactly like the phantom in the library realm!

"I'm really surprised that you were able to catch her." Les glanced at Daphne and Astoria, and their faces turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a fight, even Daphne had to admit that there was still a gap in strength between them and Aries, especially Astoria, who was even beaten unconscious.

"Hermione has been a great help," Daphne said matter-of-factly, while the usually alert Astoria lowered her head and studied the texture of the croissant in her hand.

Les nodded. He certainly knew how these kids who hadn't even awakened their elemental realms could deal with a realm monk.

He walked up to Aries and looked carefully at the captured Aries monk.

Aries, like most other secret order monks, has very distinct Eastern European features in his facial features.

This makes sense. Because that was the only area in the world that didn't have a strong enough magic school, it was very suitable for the Secret Society to gather talents in secret. As for why there was no strong enough magic school in that area, Rice thought it might have a close relationship with the Secret Society.

Except for Hogwarts, other magic schools have more or less a development process. As long as they are strangled in the cradle before they develop, there will naturally be no famous magic schools.

"I think we should hand her over to the Ministry of Magic or Professor Dumbledore." Hermione hesitated for a moment and said.

Rice turned his head and glanced in the direction of the stadium. He sensed an extremely powerful magical power coming out from there, and even from such a long distance he could feel a hint of heat. It was obvious that Dumbledore had arrived.

Handing her over to Dumbledore might be a good choice, Les thought.

"Is it really okay to hand it over to the Ministry of Magic? She was able to beat Astoria unconscious, so she must be very strong." Daphne suddenly said something out of nowhere. Astoria raised her head suddenly, raised her hand and gently patted her sister on the back twice.

It was too much. How could she expose her ugly deeds in front of Rice? Sure enough, Daphne's words aroused Rice's interest. He turned his head and looked at Astoria.

Astoria felt a burning sensation behind her ears, and she immediately said that it was only a superficial wound.

"Is it considered a superficial injury if the bones are broken?"

"Forget it!" Astoria said firmly. Even though she was beaten to the point of being on her last gasp in the library, she only admitted in front of Rice that she had only suffered minor skin injuries.

Please! It was already embarrassing to be the only one among the four people who was knocked unconscious. If she admitted now that she was seriously injured, how could she survive in this small circle in the future?

Les raised an eyebrow. He changed his mind about how Aries should deal with it.

"She can't be handed over to the Ministry of Magic. She's too dangerous." Rice concluded.

"Then hand her over to Professor Dumbledore?" Hermione felt that since one of the two options had been eliminated, there was only one left.

"I don't think this is appropriate." This time it was Cedric who objected.

He remembered that the teacher had said not to publicize her identity and that he should keep a low profile. But if Professor Dumbledore knew that they had captured a domain wizard of the Order, it would be too high-profile and violate the teacher's instructions.

Hermione:?

"What should we do? We can't just let her go back, right?"

"No!" Before anyone else could express their opinion, Aries was the first to jump out and express his opposition.

Even if the young wizards dared to let her go, she still didn't dare to go back. Putting aside Voldemort's threat, the mere fact of surrendering to outsiders was an unforgivable betrayal. The best outcome for her if she went back was to be stripped of her divine remains and demoted to a low-level monk.

"Leave it to me. I have a very good placement plan." Les had already thought of how to deal with Aries: send him directly to the dungeon to accompany Rowena.

Aries was a little uneasy, but as a captive, she had no choice.

"Okay, let me taste your cooking." After deciding how to deal with Aries, Les finally had time to eat something to fill his stomach.

After fighting with Voldemort, Les was a little hungry.

Not to mention, Daphne's tomato soup tastes great, with a lot of beans in it. Astoria's croissants are even better. If you grill some bacon, sausage, and luncheon meat on the fire, it will be a hearty post-war supper.

"If I could eat these things every time after beating Voldemort, I would beat him every day in the future." Les sighed with satisfaction.

"Mystery man--"

"Call him by his name, Voldemort, or Tom Riddle," Rhys corrected.

As Helga's student, how could Cedric not even have the courage to call Voldemort by his name?

"Okay..." Cedric blinked.

When he thought that his classmates were able to confront the mysterious man head-on, his fear of Voldemort suddenly disappeared.

"How is Voldemort?"

"After I beat him severely, he escaped. I guess it will be difficult for him to use the power of the domain for a few years. Oh, forget about the domain. In my opinion, it will be difficult for him to even cast a spell."

The young wizards present were all shocked at the same time: they didn't expect that the famous Dark Lord would be defeated just after he announced his comeback. They also didn't expect that the person who caused the Dark Lord's defeat was their classmate who they spent every day with.

Aries is overjoyed: Now the sword of Damocles hanging over his head is lifted!

"You take him too seriously. He's actually nothing special." Rice took a sip of soup, saying that little Voldemort was not worth mentioning.

Of course, if you don't have an awakened domain, it's better not to provoke him. Even if you have a domain, don't be careless, Voldemort's domain limit is actually very high. But as long as you follow the steps, a wizard like Daphne will definitely be able to fight Voldemort alone before graduation.

Astoria lowered her head silently.

As the only person present who had not yet reached the threshold of the field, she felt as if she was being targeted everywhere.

"I also took the opportunity to clear the name of Slytherin House." After expressing his contempt for Voldemort, Rice said in a proud tone.

"Oh?"

"How is it correct?"

Daphne and Astoria were both whetted by Les.

"You'll know when you read the Daily Prophet tomorrow." Rice did not tell them directly about his actions, but asked them to read the newspaper tomorrow and then they would know.

"Step forward——mouth——"

As they began to share soup, bread and grilled sausages, the Weasley family next door came back, and the small camping area suddenly became lively.

After greeting Mr. Weasley and exchanging a few words with Harry who was in the crowd, Les noticed Fred and George who were beaming with joy.

Even such a major event as Voldemort's resurrection did not disturb their good mood.

"You seem to be in a good mood?" Les glanced at them.

"Les, if your dream is about to come true, you will be as happy as we are." Fred took out a bulging purse from his arms and shook it in front of Les' eyes, making a pleasant sound of gold coins colliding.

"Fortunately, Bagman paid us the money before the mysterious man showed up." George on the side also smiled brightly: "The longer the night, the more trouble there is. It's better to get the money in our pockets as soon as possible to feel at ease."

"Congratulations." Seeing the Weasley brothers realize their dreams, Rice was happy for them from the bottom of his heart. Then he remembered that he seemed to have won some money from Bagman.

"What are you going to do with the money?"

"Open a joke toy store." Fred and George said in unison.

This answer was not unexpected. In Rice's opinion, Fred and George had endless ideas and strong hands-on skills, and they were indeed suitable for this job.

"By the way, have you checked the gold coins he gave you?" Les remembered something and asked casually.

"No, what's wrong?"

"During the opening ceremony, the leprechauns threw a lot of leprechaun gold. The gold that Bagman gave you may have been accidentally mixed with some leprechaun gold."

The smiles on Fred and George's faces suddenly weren't so bright anymore.

The two opened the package, but they couldn't tell the difference between the gold Galleons and the leprechaun coins. However, Lais found the problem as soon as he opened the package.

He took the package from the twins, turned it over and scattered the gold coins on the floor.

"It's all the work of the leprechauns." Les said in a normal tone, words that made Fred and George shudder.

The two of them froze in place. After several minutes, Fred managed a smile and said that Bagman must have made a mistake accidentally. He and George only needed to write a letter to Bagman to get the money back.

Rice was not optimistic about them. If there were a few or even dozens of leprechaun gold coins mixed in, it could be accidental. But such a large sum of money was all fake gold coins, which could only be said to be intentional.

After listening to Les's analysis, Fred and George's spirits collapsed at once.

"We need to find him immediately." Fred knew that every second this matter was delayed, the chance of getting the money back would be smaller.

"Even if I can only get back the principal, I'll accept it." George has begun to actively lower his expectations.

"Let me help you." Les silently chanted a spell, and conjured up a group of small snakes that slipped into the woods, looking for Ludo Bagman.

He was betting that Bagman hadn't Apparated away.

Rice felt that since Bagman was the official in charge of sports in the Ministry of Magic, there was a high probability that he would still be here at this time, so it was worth a try.

It didn't take long for him to get feedback.

"Follow me." Les called Fred and George, turned around and disappeared into the shadows of the woods. Fred and George did not hesitate at all, put the gold coins on the ground into the bag, and followed together.

The three of them wandered in the dark forest for a while, and then they saw Ludo Bagman in a slightly open area.

At this moment, he was surrounded by several goblins and looked panicked.

Seeing Rice and the other two, Bagman's expression changed and the goblins also frowned.

"Bagman, if you're counting on these little wizards—"

"Mr. Bagman, you just gave me the wrong money," Fred shouted. "It was a leprechaun coin!"

He walked quickly to Bagman and showed him the gold coins in the package.

"What leprechaun coins? You must be..." Bagman was cut off from his defence as the coins in the package began to disappear!

"Now you believe it, don't you?" Fred pushed a goblin aside and spread the purse in front of Bagman.

"And my money," Les chimed in.

Several goblins looked unhappy. One of them turned to Rice and said, "We were the first to..."

Before it could finish its words it flew out and fell into a nearby bush.

Rice acted as if he hadn't heard anything and continued to urge Bagman to pay the money.

The rest of the goblins were immediately furious, and the strongest goblin even took out a long sword from his arms that was almost as long as his body.

"Oh? Are you going to fight me?" Les smiled and said, "If goblins show hostility towards wizards, it should be regarded as rebellion. This is stipulated in the convention."

There was a look of confusion in the eyes of the goblins: What kind of law stipulates this?

"The Convention on Supernatural Species, promulgated in the tenth century AD, was drafted by Rowena Ravenclaw and Salazar Slytherin, the founders of Hogwarts." Rice kindly cited the source of the legal text for the goblins.

"Thousands of years ago—"

"The convention is still being implemented, so it is legally binding." Les raised a finger and pointed at the goblin holding a long sword. "The rebellious goblin should be sentenced to death."

As soon as he finished speaking, the goblin turned into a pile of minced meat.

Other fairies: !!!

"According to the convention, as a wizard, I took the initiative to attack the goblin, but I did not cause the goblin's death. I should pay three silver coins as compensation. Here you go." He took out three silver Sickles from his arms and threw them at the feet of the goblins.

The faces of the goblins were instantly filled with anger.

"Boy, you will pay the price!" said a goblin viciously, but before he finished speaking it turned into a pile of minced meat.

"Any display of hostility will be regarded as rebellion and will be punished with death." There was gradually no emotion in Les's voice. He clearly told the remaining goblins that they could continue and he would act according to the law.

At the same time, he couldn't help but sigh that his temper had improved a lot. In the past, he would have killed all these goblins long ago.

But now we live in a society ruled by law, and he must abide by the law.

The goblins eventually left, and because Rice spoke so clearly, they didn't even dare to show any emotion.

Fred couldn't help but ask a question: Does the convention mention the punishment if a wizard actively causes the death of a goblin?

"You'll have to pay for a hound or a guard dog." Les shrugged.

Fred, George, and Bagman all fell silent.

Rice looked at their expressions and felt strange from the bottom of his heart.

"What's wrong? This is the consensus of all supernatural species, and it is written in the treaty. When the treaty was signed, the fairy king Ragnak was also present." He blinked: "It may be a little unfair, but the final winner of the war was the wizard!"

After briefly explaining the history of modern wizards, Rice turned to Bagman and said, "Mr. Bagman, it's time to deal with our problems now."

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Update is here, good night everyone~