This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Vincent took a bath three times before he was completely clean.

R\u0026D is risky, and he must take protective measures next time.

When he returned to the room, Hermione had already sat back on the bed with Gugu in her arms.

She was very nervous, especially nervous.

Vincent looked a little embarrassed.

He went to take a bath by himself and asked his girlfriend to wait in the room...

It's easy to think wrongly.

He didn't want her to continue to misunderstand, but explanations would only make things worse.

"Um... did Gugu act as a good guide just now?"

Hermione hugged Gugu tightly in her arms, "Uh... yes."

The atmosphere became more awkward.

"Really?" Vincent laughed dryly.

"Yeah."

He walked to the bed and sat down at a distance from her. "By the way, why did you suddenly come to our house today?"

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief, her eyes no longer dodging, "Nothing, I just suddenly wanted to come and see you."

Vincent felt guilty instantly, "Sorry, I will be very busy these days, I should have considered your feelings earlier."

"It's okay." Hermione smiled and approached him, "You call me every day, and I'm not a petty person."

After she said that, Vincent felt better.

He thought about it and sat down next to her gently.

"Do you have time recently? The Bugatti factory has built a prototype car, and our family is going to go to Italy for vacation in advance."

Hermione raised the corners of her mouth slightly, almost without thinking, "Yes."

Vincent also smiled, "That's great, let's go on vacation to Italy together."

Chris and Jane run their own dental clinics, so it should be no problem to take time to go on vacation together.

Hermione, with her face full of expectation, gently leaned her head on his shoulder,

"The qualifiers for the Quidditch World Cup will be held in Italy next month, right? We can go to watch the game directly then."

"There's still more than half a month left." Vincent put his arm around her, "By the way, I plan to broadcast the entire World Cup."

"Broadcast?" Hermione was puzzled, "Are you really going to launch the alchemical communicator now?"

Vincent smiled confidently, "Yes, I will visit the magic governments of various European countries before the qualifiers. I just dealt with Fudge, the shameless old man, yesterday."

He briefly described Fudge's face yesterday.

Greedy for power and money, how can the British Ministry of Magic, led by such a person, fight against the resurrected Voldemort?

Hermione could imagine what kind of face Fudge would have when he faced the pure-blood gentlemen and the Alchemy Association who wanted to share the cake after he thought he had completely mastered the magic base station.

"He just stamped it, he doesn't need to do anything else, he can at least take half of the profit, right?"

"Half?" Vincent shook his head, "Half is too much.

The charity fund that the old man and old Malfoy set up before was 30% to 70%, clearly putting a knife on the neck of pure-blood gentlemen to rob money."

"70% is Fudge's?"

"Who else could it be."

Hermione couldn't help but take a breath.

I thought Fudge was just a petty greedy person, but I didn't expect him to be a huge greedy person.

No wonder the efficiency of the British Ministry of Magic is so low, every day it is either short of manpower or funds, this old guy is really shameless.

The two talked about Fudge's "wise" decision, the first one was to conceal Quirrell's invasion of Gringotts.

There was also the promotion of the flattering pink toad to the senior deputy minister, followed by concealing the fact that Voldemort appeared, and finally even using Quirrell as a scapegoat.

Only report good news, not bad news.

The people in the magic world will gradually lose their vigilance, making it easier for wizards with ulterior motives to take advantage of loopholes.

Lockhart is undoubtedly one of them.

Talking about this big liar, Hermione immediately blushed to the root of her neck.

He dared to deceive her when she was still an ignorant girl, which was simply a heinous crime.

"This big liar is not even as good as Gugu's cookies. He is just wasting precious oxygen by living."

Gugu in her arms narrowed his eyes, as if expressing disdain.

"Gugu Gugu..."

Hermione seemed to understand, "That's right, he will definitely have a stiff neck when sleeping, choke when eating, and have no toilet paper when going to the toilet. He will stay with Dementors every day and live in Azkaban for the rest of his life."

Vincent listened to her "vicious" curse with a smile.

This is too cute.

He was almost laughing to tears, "Lockhart would be especially grateful to you if he knew your curse."

Hermione puffed up her cheeks a little, "Why?"

Vincent stopped laughing and gently touched her head with his hand, "Because compared to other witches, you are already the kindest."

Hermione pouted, "Then what should I say? He will never get out in this life, otherwise I will definitely beat him up."

Vincent patted her forehead, "When you become the Minister of Magic, you can do whatever you want to him."

He said it as if it had been decided.

Hermione leaned on his shoulder again, "What about you? I remember Grindelwald once participated in the election of the International Confederation of Wizards."

That election...

"I'm not interested in being the president." Vincent chuckled and told her an interesting story at that time.

"Do you know the natural Legilimency master in the American magic world?"

"Yes, Queenie Goldstein, she is Mr. Scamander's sister-in-law."

"Then you know her husband is a Muggle."

"I know that too."

Jacob Kowalski, the legendary Chosen One, once visited Hogwarts Castle as a Muggle, and even owned a snakewood wand.

His most legendary deed was the assassination of Grindelwald in public at a high-end wizard gathering.

What was Grindelwald's identity at the time?

The leader of the Witch Party, one of the candidates for the president of the International Confederation of Wizards.

And what about Jacob?

The owner of a bakery in the United States...

Not only Grindelwald, but all the wizards present were stunned.

But even in this situation, Jacob successfully cast a weather spell with the snakewood wand.

Although the spell was cast by Eulalie Hicks, the professor of spells at Hogwarts at the time, the illusion that Muggles could use magic still successfully fooled all wizards including Grindelwald.

As for the mastermind behind the assassination...

Hermione tilted her head and saw Vincent's disdainful expression.

"Was it planned by Professor Dumbledore?"

"Yes, it was planned by this old man."

Isn't it just an election? Is it necessary to be so calculating?

There are conspiracies and assassinations, and even real and fake unicorns are made up.

Vincent's fingers gently stroked her long brown hair, "If you want, I can run for election."

Hermione rubbed her little head against his neck, "Let's not do it. I guess Professor Dumbledore has been looking forward to your running for election."

Vincent, who agreed with him, hugged her tighter.

Even if it wasn't him, as long as a wizard with a slightly normal brain circuit ran for election, old Dumbledore would probably resign immediately.

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