This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Drink tea and eat snacks.

Sam suddenly found that the British knew how to enjoy themselves, especially Vincent who occasionally raised his telescope.

"Tsk tsk - I don't even want to go back to the Magic Congress."

Hermione shook her head in disappointment while holding the hot tea.

Another person who was fooled.

She looked at Daphne next to her.

She was fooled voluntarily, so she couldn't get angry.

"Don't do that, Mr. Graves will kill me." Vincent took a bite of the yogurt waffle.

It was sour and sweet, and it was a perfect match for black tea.

"If you want to kill someone, kill me first." Sam stuffed a large piece of salty scone into his mouth.

It was dry, and then he drank some iced American coffee with sugar and milk.

Vincent moved aside with disgust.

If it was in Italy, this man would have been beaten down.

Adding sugar and milk is fine, adding ice and water is a cup of "hot pot water"

Just like pineapple pizza, Italians would think this is a waste of food and the biggest insult to them.

A mouthful of salty scones and iced Americano, chewing them in a very unmannerly manner.

Sam should be hanged.

Vincent drank a sip of red tea to calm himself, then raised the telescope to look over.

"bloody hell!" He almost spit it out.

Sam, who was still chewing, glared at him with contempt.

Making a fuss, be more elegant.

"The things were picked up, and it was the head Auror who picked them up."

The scone crumbs mixed with iced Americano were all over the three plates of snacks.

Before Hermione and Daphne criticized his behavior, they picked up the telescope and looked over together.

Scrimgeour weighed the small cloth bag, as if to estimate the weight.

Then he carefully opened the bag, frowned, and took out his wand.

Unlock the Sticking Charm, Unlock the Anti-Detection Charm, Unlock the Solidification Charm...

After about 10 minutes, he unlocked the last spell.

He did not open the bag to look inside, but used magic to detect it first.

From his tightly furrowed brows, it seemed that he knew what was inside.

Scrimgeour finally disappeared in the black and white vortex of Apparition.

Vincent put down the telescope, and his hand reaching for the dessert plate paused in mid-air.

His good mood disappeared instantly.

"Mr. Chavez, it's shameful to waste food."

"That's right, you have to be responsible for eating them all."

"No one can be left!"

Sam's face turned red because of what they said.

He is an adult, but he was actually taught a lesson by three little brats?

The key is that he can't refute it, and he has to finish three plates of dessert.

He has nothing to do anyway, so he can eat while waiting.

Ignoring the three little eyes full of disgust, he ate a bite of dessert and a bite of iced Americano.

Vincent analyzed to the little witch who had retreated to his side seriously:

"He is the ultimate evolution of Kenny, and he has reached the point where even the extinction of wizards cannot defeat him."

Hermione nodded her head confidently, "I thought Crabbe and Goyle's eating habits were disgusting enough, but I didn't expect that I was naive."

Daphne turned her head away, "Mr. Chavez, can you pay a little attention?"

Sam had no intention of paying attention to them at all.

The three little ones gave up.

The ability is good, but the person is not good.

……

Auror interrogation room.

Tash woke up and saw Fudge and Scrimgeour's angry eyes.

He felt a little cold and looked down at his bald upper body.

"Tash Hemond, you made it hard for us to find you!"

"I-I can tell you-"

A sharp pain came from the arms tied behind his back.

Tash's face was pinched in pain, and he recalled what happened before he lost consciousness.

Two night demons, two dream killers.

They made me swear six unbreakable oaths, and they made them with the two genuine ones.

In addition to the three oaths of the scum, there are three more oaths: not to reveal that I am an imposter in any form, not to evade the trial of the court, and confess all the crimes to the Ministry of Magic.

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The contract is not established?

Beat until you are willing to accept it!

Then I woke up and saw Fudge and Scrimgeour.

"Hemond, what do you want to say?"

Tash opened her mouth and fainted in pain as soon as she made a mouth shape.

Fudge's face looked very bad, and Scrimgeour was even worse.

The effect of the sobering spell was very good, and he woke up in less than half a minute.

Tash, who looked as pale as death, was helpless.

Language hints didn't work, mouth shapes didn't work, and it was estimated that writing it down wouldn't work.

The unbreakable oath was too overbearing, and it was useless even if she confessed the two mysterious wizards.

The Ministry of Magic was determined to use him as an example to warn the others, to give those dark and shady people in the corners a good shake.

"Minister, I say, I'm willing to say anything I can!"

Although Fudge and Scrimgeour kept a cold face throughout the whole process, they were obviously angry several times.

Their parents died because of Death Eaters, and they blamed themselves for everything;

They were half-blood and believed in pure-blood supremacy;

As a wizard, they had no talent but had to seek superiority on innocent Muggles.

How many other thoughts like this are there?

Fudge returned to his office and asked Scrimgeour to temporarily stop the rectification of Knockturn Alley and Spinner's End.

"Minister, in order to prevent this from happening again, we should clear out those dark existences as soon as possible!"

"I know, Rufus." Fudge shook his head regretfully.

"But the International Federation of Wizards is about to get involved, so we can't let them come over to see our jokes, right?"

"but--"

"Rufus, this is not something that can be solved in a short time."

Fudge stood up and came to Scrimgeour on the opposite side, gently putting his hand on his shoulder.

"When the trial results come out, we can find a less sensitive time to continue."

The wizard card scam has not yet been completely resolved, and now it has also risen to the international level.

Why do wizards imprison Muggles?

Personal reasons are partly responsible, and the British Ministry of Magic is mainly responsible.

"Minister, we can do our best to clean up and make the environment better before representatives of the federation arrive."

"Rufus, can you promise there won't be any problems?"

The British Ministry of Magic is out in force for another new international joke.

Scrimgeour took a deep breath, "I will definitely focus on the thing in front of me first, and I won't forget anything else."

"very good."

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…

The four people on the top of the church tower saw the off-duty time, but none of them could see what the Ministry of Magic had planned.

The sun goes down and my stomach growls.

Hermione and Daphne both looked at Vincent.

He set up the binoculars and looked again, then blinked at Sam who was already full.

"Why me!"

"Who asked you to spoil the food?"

Sam gritted his teeth, held a 50 pound note and got up to buy food.

"Remember not to buy hamburgers, fried chicken, etc."

“Eat it if you like it!”

There are many fast food restaurants in London, so many that Sam just chose one and went in.

The three children just ate this authentic Indian curry rice with a dark face.

If the chefs hadn't been British, they'd have gone back to school.

After another lecture, Sam felt that his life was really too frustrating.

I shouldn't have fled to the UK in the first place.

You shouldn't hide at Wayne's house when you're here.

The key is that you should not agree to work to pay off debts.

He had really had enough of being pinched.

"Fake, I don't even know how long it will take!

Let me tell you, I no longer serve you! "

Vincent stared blankly as he disappeared into the black and white vortex of Apparition.

Did you say you broke your defense?

Hermione and Daphne were also stunned.

How are they going to get back to school?

How unreliable!

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