[The Ministry of Magic admits that Hogwarts property proves that unknown persons are mortgaged]

In a brief statement at noon today, the Minister for Magic, Cornelius Fudge, confirmed that the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry's land certificate was temporarily mortgaged to Gringotts Wizarding Bank.

("It is with great regret that I must confirm that the proof of the Slytherin estate, where Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is located, was recently pledged at Gringotts by an unknown person in exchange for a large amount of Muggle currency.) Cornelius Fudge said. ）

("We have conclusive evidence that this conspiracy against the wizarding world is the result of a revenge by one or more remnants who followed the unnamed wizard.) ”）

("But please don't panic, thanks to the efforts of the Ministry of Magic, Gringotts Wizarding Bank has agreed to fully support and cooperate with the Ministry of Magic in its efforts to save Hogwarts.") In other words, as long as a sufficient amount of gold gallons are raised to complete the exchange, the Ministry of Magic can buy Hogwarts back directly from Gringotts ......")

"Mr. Minister's positive response gives us a glimpse of the growth and action of the Ministry of Magic, and we have yet to hear from Albus Dumbledore on this matter. He is the Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, a member of the International Confederation of Wizards, and the Chief Wizard of the Wizengamot. But in the past twenty-four hours, he has not warned and done as much as he used to, and we have to start wondering if we expect too much from this old man......"

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"Father, I'm afraid you'll have to change the draft again, Dumbledore didn't respond to the outside world. ”

The girl who was reading the newspaper paused, looked up at the wizard who was writing at the table.

She had unkempt, dirty, waist-length blond hair, very light-colored eyebrows, and wore a necklace strung with a butterbeer cork around her neck.

The man she called her father was a somewhat comical wizard, with white marshmallow-like hair unkempt over his shoulders, tassels of his hat hanging down in front of his nose, and an egg-yellow robe of dazzling color. He wore a gold chain around his neck with a strange symbol shining on it, much like a triangular eye.

"No, that just says my inference, my dear little Luna. ”

As if majesty had been provoked, the wizard said seriously without hesitation, "Hogwarts is a living magical castle, and as the school's recognized headmaster, Albus Dumbledore definitely knows much more than the idiots of the Ministry of Magic. You see, it's a simple truth, it's always the actual occupants of the house who can actually sell it, not the owner of the piece of paper. ”

This is the residence of the Lovegood family.

Since the death of the house's hostess, Pandora Lovegood, last year after she went awry while experimenting with a spell, only Xenophilius Lovegood, the editor-in-chief of Contrarian magazine, and his only daughter, Luna Lovegood, have been left to live together.

At this time, Mr. Lovewood was preparing a new issue of "Singing Against Tunes," and his daughter Luna was reading to him the front page of the Special Supplement, the Daily Prophet, in order to provide inspiration to her father, although for the most part Mr. Lovewood seemed to be working more on the writing of antonyms.

"Well, in that case, why don't people try to send owls directly to Hogwarts to ask Professor Dumbledore?"

Luna glanced at her lips and continued to ask, flipping the newspaper upside down in her hand, seemingly enjoying the conversation.

"Oh, Luna. I remember you asked this question before, right? Mr. Lovewood said with some displeasure, "No, a good journalist needs to always remember the questions he asked." ”

"But you've also said that a good journalist sometimes needs to ask the same question several times before he can get to the bottom of it. The girl replied fluently, her eyes a little dull, and she looked at the newspaper in front of her blankly.

"Whew, okay. I'd rather say it again than let you be fooled by the mediocre people who do nothing with the wrong book. ”

Mr. Lovewood thought for a moment, put down the pen in his hand, stood up, and beckoned out the window.

A little owl with a slightly flattened head, somewhat like an eagle's head, flew into the room from an old begonia tree covered with small red fruits.

"First of all, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is under magical protection most of the time, and its address has been cast with an exceptionally powerful unmapable charm, and most non-Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry owls will not be able to locate the school except for a certain period of time. It can only hover above the Scottish Highlands. ”

([Undrawable Spell] explanation click here to expand)

Petting Luna's long, mother-like blonde hair, Mr. Lovewood continued.

"Secondly, the owl's ability to transmit messages comes from the name magic of ancient contracts, and powerful wizards can cast spells on their names, making it impossible for the owl to track him. Believe me, as the most powerful wizard in the world, Dumbledore's magical protection on his name can hardly be broken, and no owl can find him unless he agrees. ”

As he spoke, he casually wrote the words "Albus Dumbledore (Receiving)" on a piece of parchment and handed it to the little owl, turning his head and shrugging his shoulders at his daughter, "Look, if you can't make out the name, then the owl won't react in any way." For them, it's nothing more than a small piece of paper with incomprehensible human characters written on it...... Huh?"

Before he finished speaking, the man suddenly felt a tugging force from his right hand.

Mr. Lovewood turned his head, and saw their little owl "eagle head" excitedly clutching the piece of paper in his hand, flapping its wings and trying to fly.

"So...... Father, can I understand that Professor Dumbledore is willing to accept your letter?"

Luna blinked, reached out to help her father hold the little owl in his arms, and asked curiously.

"I didn't ...... Oh my God, Mr. Dumbledore must have seen my Contradiction, and I knew he would be interested. Parchment, where there is a blank parchment, I must write to him quickly, maybe he knows the whereabouts of the scimitar-horned snorer!"

Mr. Lovewood's eyes widened, he nodded incredulously, and instantly jumped up in excitement and rummaged through the workbench.

Seeing that her father was busy again, Luna shook her head and continued to turn her attention back to where she had not finished reading, and whispered, "...... However, Professor Dumbledore wrote to him saying that he would be happy to answer some wizards' questions. ”

Standing up, Luna pushed open the window and looked out.

As the sky gradually faded, dozens of owls carrying letters flew over the rooftops of their homes in the direction of the Scottish Highlands.

And farther away, more and more owls converge and fly off into the distance in flocks.

Tomorrow's Hogwarts will be very lively, right? It's a pity that she won't be able to go there until next year.

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The fourth watch, hinghinghing, slept.

I'm so tired, that's all there is to it today, good night, please say Zhang.