HP Alternative Conquest

After Christmas, Bazel returned to the wizarding world. Dumbledore and the others were indeed making rapid progress, which made Bazel relax more than half of his heart. Sure enough, for a world with history, it is necessary to find history if it wants to go further. Able to bear the transition.

Hogwarts held an exchange with Durmstrang, and Anne was eligible, but she didn't want to go.Principal McGonagall took Anne to find Dumbledore, hoping that Bazel could persuade Anne, after all, this is a rare opportunity.

Bazel was looking at the gems on the magic circle that had changed from liquid to solid, and the simulated frequency spectrum around him also confirmed that the surrounding energy was stabilizing.

"Really don't want to go?" Bazel didn't know the reason why Annie didn't want to go, anyway, it was enough for him to know whether Annie really didn't want to go.

"I don't want to." Annie shook her head. She will take the exam soon, and she already has a university plan. She doesn't want to spend these three months adapting to the new environment, and she knows very well that there are some members of their family in Durmstrang who are very happy. The things she is interested in must not be as simple as studying on vacation.

"Then don't go." Bazel didn't look back, "I'll go to Principal McGonagall and tell you that you can recommend a few more people to Professor Flitwick for the exchange student places."

"Brother, I'm afraid this is inappropriate." Harry appeared at the door, "Annie is the chairwoman of the female student union, and she will take on leadership responsibilities when she goes out this time."

"I don't think Dumbledore will object to you bringing Hermione with you." Bazel looked at his younger brother who came out to join in the fun at this time, and then at the grown-up Annie sitting behind him, and smiled: "I want to be the savior." This name can still be used now, and it also expresses enough respect."

More importantly, there was someone over there who interested Harry, Grindelwald.Bazel saw his thoughts in Harry's eyes, and he agreed very much. After all, he had made progress on his side, and Harry couldn't stand still.

Bazel doesn't mind letting Harry deal with Grindelwald, because Grindelwald is no longer the devil, and he prefers to be a controller rather than an executor.Secondly, Harry's ability seems to have improved a lot, which also reassures him. "If you don't want to talk to your parents, just keep it secret. If you want to talk, tell your dad first."

Harry shrugged, "Is that why you trust me?"

"If you don't even have this ability, what are you doing here? Why don't you just go back to class." Hearing the sound from the door, Bazel looked at the alchemy table that hadn't cooled down, and sighed: "It seems that today I am not Want to give birth, Harry, Anne, come out and talk."

"Mr. Minister?" Harry looked at the visitor in surprise. Today is not the time for their meeting, so he came here only after inquiring about it.

"It seems that I don't need to pull people out." Lucius smiled. "By the way, Princess Anne, Principal McGonagall is waiting for you."

"Thank you, Mr. Minister. It seems that I don't need to bother Bazel." Annie naturally understood the meaning of this well-timed conversation, nodded to Lucius, and went to find Professor McGonagall.

Harry raised his eyebrows, his eyes flashed, "I'll go to Professor Dumbledore, I think he will want to know the result."

In an instant, Bazel and Lucius were left at the door of the alchemy room. Bazel sighed and said, "If I knew you would solve it, I wouldn't have to come out."

"I asked Dumbledore, and he said that you only have a small experiment today, and it is necessary to go out and walk around properly." Lucius twirled the snake staff in his hand, and a square kraft paper box appeared, "New gooseberry Guo Pie, do you want to try it?"

"If you have milk tea, you can consider it." Bazel looked at the time, "Afternoon tea time."

But when the two sat in the living room of Dumbledore's house, Bazel looked at the fruit pies that were quickly divided, and looked at Harry in surprise, "I remember you don't seem to like sweets very much?"

"Mrs. Fezenan's family is an exception." Harry said seriously, and then looked at his brother who was just drinking tea in disapproval, "And if you eat too much pie, it's easy to gain weight, brother, you have flesh on your face."

"Pfft, cough cough!" Annie coughed out first, and looked at Bazel with a stiff expression, "If Bazel eats too much sugar and oil, he will become fat, and now he is probably fatter than Professor Slughorn. "

"Bazel is not a greedy person." Lucius looked at Bazel, who was a little bit tangled, and handed him his share, "And Fei Zenan's fruit pies are rich in fillings, which are better than those short-striped pies." Much better."

"Her chocolate nuts are also delicious." Dumbledore smiled and ate pie. Malfoy always has delicious snacks recently, happy.

"There is also creme brulee, which has a strong milk flavor." Annie looked at Bazel and then Mr. Minister, she felt that something was wrong.

"Hermione likes her lemon mousse." Harry stroked his chin, wondering if he wanted to buy one when he went back.

Lucius smiled, but watched Bazel's fork drop in his eyes. It's better to like sweets than to find nothing you like.

Nothing to do in the afternoon, Bazel lay on the bookshelf, opened the book that he hadn't finished scanning last time, turned his head, "Is the Ministry of Magic on holiday?"

Lucius next to the desk looked at Bazel, "Well, do you need to use the desk?" Bazel seldom reads on the desk, except when looking up a lot of information.

"No, just curious, why Draco said he was working overtime." There was a wooden sign in front of Bazel, with a string of familiar cursive characters on it, and he was complaining about the increased workload.

"What is this?" Lucius knew that they had their own way of contact, including the Slytherins and a few Hufflepuffs of their class, without Ravenclaw and Gryffindor, but he was still the first I saw Bazel take out this sign once.

"Well, Neville found a kind of wood that is similar to sandalwood, and its magic is comparable to elderberry." Bazel looked at the comfort below, then looked at Lucius, "The minister is on vacation, and you are working overtime?" '

Lucius raised his eyebrows. In fact, he just wanted to know what Bazel and the others called this?Message card?

"Why don't such materials be made into wands?" Lucius thought for a while, but still gave up the idea of ​​knowing what they were talking about.

"Harry said that there is only one elder wand in the world." Bazel looked at the sudden silence and sent Draco a series of curves comparable to an electrocardiogram, as if there was something wrong. "And we don't sell wands."

Harry knew it, but he didn't join in. It can be seen that it was Bazel's idea to waste this kind of extremely magical material as a communication tool, so let him go, Bazel would never use it for any serious business.Lucius felt a little pity, and then heard Bazel say, "Draco asked me, are you here?"

"Huh?" Lucius blinked, his son shouldn't have guessed it, it seems that Bazel said something. "You can tell him that he asked for it himself."

Bazel turned his head, "The Minister of Magic can't be hereditary." Lucius is trying to train Draco?But the finger pointed to the wooden sign, and the words appeared on it, 'The minister said that this is what you requested. '

"At least one time apart." Lucius smiled, looking up at Bazel, "Do you want to come down?"

"No." Bazel shook his head, he was looking for something, not reading.After reading a book quickly, it is inconvenient to go up and down.

A string of words appeared on the wooden sign, Bazel glanced at it, queued back to hug, pushed the wooden sign away, and ignored it, anyway, they had new topics every time they took it out to look at it.