This Hogwarts isn't normal.

"Come, I'll introduce you to everyone." Fudge led the Wayne family to the center of the main hall.

Under the gaze of a large number of important officials from various magical governments, the Wayne family showed proper etiquette even though they had countless questions in their hearts.

"This is Adrian Le Goff, Director of the International Magical Cooperation Office of the French Ministry of Magic."

With Fudge's introduction, Vincent shook hands with Mrs. Zabini's future eighth husband.

He is quite handsome and speaks humorously.

It is said that they have been engaged for a long time. I hope he can be safe and sound.

"I don't need to introduce this person, right?"

"Of course not."

The director of the Auror Office of the Magic Congress is an old acquaintance of the Wayne family.

After a somewhat guilty courtesy hug, Vincent looked at him carefully from head to toe.

His skin color is a little darker, probably because of sun exposure.

He feels a lot stronger, maybe he just came out of the jungle of South America.

"Mr. Graves, how did you find time to come to England?"

"I'm here to look for someone, and I'm here by the way."

The Wayne family seemed calm on the surface, but in fact, they were already in turmoil.

Has the bastard Sam's affair been exposed?

But it doesn't look like it.

"Ha, I finally found you!" Graves smiled apologetically, "Sorry, I have to leave for a while."

The family of three looked in the direction and secretly breathed a sigh of relief when they found that it was Minister Awaya.

Wait--

Vincent had an inexplicable premonition.

This hawkish Auror has been fighting the witch party all his life, and he will definitely go to inquire about the sudden appearance of a group of vampires in the Japanese magic world.

After all, Sam can be dealt with at any time, but if Victor runs away, he will be gone.

After he prayed to Merlin, Fudge introduced several representatives of the International Confederation of Wizards.

The previous witch scum incident was published in the newspaper for several days, and their photos and resumes were on it.

Vice President Babajide Akinbade graduated from the Uganda Magic School in Uganda, Africa, and is the current head of the Akinbade family.

Anatoly graduated from the Kaschubushe Magic School in the Brazilian rainforest and enjoys a high reputation in South America.

Kurbsky is an outstanding student of the Kodos Dorez Magic School. Ten years after graduation, he was elected as the representative of the Russian Magic Union in the Federation.

Campbell once served as the Minister of Magic in Australia and graduated from the Amoridag Magic School hidden under the Torres Strait.

Ms. Chen's real name is Chen Qinglian. She is a member of a very mysterious and ancient wizard family in the East.

The only registered magic school in Asia is in India, but the Western world has never been able to figure out the big country she is in since ancient times.

Perhaps there are magic cram schools everywhere, and every urban area may have a magic street similar to Diagon Alley.

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Vincent was obviously much more enthusiastic when shaking hands with Ms. Chen.

"I must visit your country if I have a chance."

"Mr. Wayne, we welcome you at any time."

Unlike Japan's absorption and acceptance of the West, the Eastern giant has always adopted an attitude of "discarding the dross and retaining the essence" when dealing with new things.

The magic wand is a good thing, forget about the difficult spells and cumbersome casting gestures.

Of course, there are more than just them from the International Association.

Chairman Khafra of the Alchemy Association gave a warm hug when they met,

"Vincent, I dare say you are the most outstanding genius of this century!"

He will definitely change his words in two or three months.

Even if there is no badmouthing and smearing, it is inevitable to say something bad.

"Chairman Khafra, the association plans to let me be a judge of the Alchemy Conference next year? This is not good, after all, I am only 13 years old..."

"I believe in your ability, and the popularity of Gwent in Europe has proved this."

"Uh..." Vincent stammered: "I will seriously consider it."

Finally sent away.

But here comes another real heavyweight.

"Mrs. Olympe Maxime," Fudge puffed out his chest a little, "She is the current headmaster of Beauxbatons. I don't need to introduce her to you, do I?"

Of course not.

Having attended the opening ceremony of the French Gwent flagship store, and with Nico's donation to Beauxbatons, Vincent has long had a good impression of her.

Mrs. Maxime performed an elegant lady's salute, "Congratulations, Mr. Wayne."

She turned slightly and introduced the students she brought with her.

Four girls and one boy.

When they appeared, the conversations around them became quieter.

Vincent looked at the silver-haired, blue-eyed girl in the middle with curiosity.

She can be said to be the most beautiful girl he has ever seen in his life, but it is only limited to her appearance.

Even a young and high-ranking wizard like Kurbsky was stunned for a moment. I'm afraid she has some magical talent.

"Hello." The silver-haired girl gently pulled up her skirt and saluted him like a lady.

"My name is Fleur, Fleur Insabel Delacour."

Vincent, who had made up for his French, circled his right hand in the air twice, stepped forward with his right toe and bowed slightly, returning a fairly standard gentleman's salute,

"Fleur delacour——flower the court.

Miss Delacour, your name is as beautiful as you are. "

Fleur looked a little surprised, "Mr. Wayne, I didn't expect you to know French."

"Learned a little bit."

Madame Maxime introduced the remaining four students.

Beauxbatons and Durmstrang, unlike Hogwarts, only recruit local students, so they have an overwhelming advantage in the number of students.

As for the quality, Fleur and Sigmund, who were both sixth graders at the beginning of the school year, are both candidates to represent France’s youth next year.

There are representatives almost every year, not to mention representatives of young people over the age of 16.

After being elected, he will hold this title until he reaches adulthood.

And it is precisely because of the high competition that Sandrina, who is about to enter seventh grade, will only have a two-year term.

Vincent is a special case.

Of course the British Ministry of Magic was not crazy, because he was the best-performing young wizard in the past two years, and the Wizengamot Council had to make an exception.

"Just passed his 13th birthday, the youngest youth representative in history! 》

Rita, the outermost person, wrote the title.

"Please be quiet." Seeing that the introduction was almost complete, Fudge attracted all the attention.

With the blessing of the amplifying spell, his voice covered the entire main hall,

"Today is August 1, 1993, and our British wizarding community welcomes a new young representative of the Wizengamot!"

Fudge stood side by side on Vincent's left side, with one hand on his back.

"Without a doubt, Vincent Wayne is the best minor wizard we have produced in recent years.

So, I shouldn’t need to explain whether there is a shady secret behind the election committee, right? "

Most of the guests chuckled.

Being able to come to the scene means that you agree with the decision of the British Ministry of Magic.

But there are also a small number of people who disagree.

Such as Lucius, and Mrs. Zabini.

No matter how much they disagree, they are all smiling at this moment.

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