Hum hum hum ~ hum ~ Speaking in a relaxed tone, Sivin prepared breakfast in the tower that Beauxbatons had reserved for him.

Syllable!

wanted to slap down a little white hand on a plate that quietly stretched out in front of him, but he didn't expect the owner of the little hand to be very strong and didn't let go, and forcibly snatched a small biscuit from Xiwen.

Click-click

Oops, it's so angry, Xiwen is like grabbing the stupid hair of the guy in front of him and throwing her out. It's just that you steal it, and you have to show that provocative smile, is it me who can't lift a knife, or are you Naiaratto Tipu floating.

Of course, as an old monster of Shou and Tianqi, Naiyarathotep naturally knows what it means to accept it when he sees it, and the expression on his face changed: "People try the taste for my sister, I'll help you get your sister up." ”

A puff of smoke ran away, leaving only the back of the long silver hair floating in the air.

Really......

Yes, a man who had come to France because of Catherine, did not stay in his palace, nor went straight back to England when things were more or less done, but took advantage of the opportunity to run away to Beauxbatons.

Rubbing her sleepy eyes, Fleur, who walked down in fluffy pajamas, squinted her eyes and sniffed, the familiar smell.

Looking at Nyara Totip, who looked like a good boy next to Fleur, Siwen felt a burst of amusement. Nyara Totip, who couldn't even stop in front of him, looked like a good baby in front of Fleur, who looked extremely soft and cute.

Xiwen's craftsmanship is naturally good, after all, whoever has lived for so long can become a top figure after accumulating a little bit of progress in a day.

There is a breakfast for three people on the table, how unparticular people will be like the legend of stuffing a bunch of food on a girl who hasn't had time to wash her face and brush her teeth in the morning, and eat with a closed breath in her mouth all night?

Although Xiwen slapped Nyaratotip's hand for stealing food before, it doesn't mean that he didn't prepare her share, it's just a small entertainment in life~

"Nana, Xiwen~" Nyara Totipp held the fork and felt the aftertaste of the dishes in his mouth, "Let's just surrender, don't reincarnate in the future, the three of them return to the Misty Forest, open a small restaurant, and go on like this." ”

The fork in Siwen's hand paused, and he looked at Fleur, whose face had not changed and who seemed to have no interest in the proposal, and then looked at Nyarrathotep.

"Do the Old Gods get tired too?"

"Nope. Nyaratotip shook her head, her long hair running over her shoulders, "Tired, isn't it?"

Without waiting for Xiwen's answer, suddenly the whole room began to tremble violently, the crystal lamp pendants hanging from the roof collided with each other, and the tableware on the table began to move as it trembled.

Earthquake?

To be reasonable, Beauxbatons is a magic school, and it is a magic school built in the middle of the mountains, and it has much more precautions against natural disasters.

Even Beauxbatons is like this, so what will the hypocenter look like?

The epicenter is really not what it looks like now......

Minister of Magic Arthur had just seen Victor forcibly teleported out of the unstable space, and the injuries on his body, even if he were cured of the life that hung him, it is estimated that he would not be able to return to the front line of the special operation for the rest of his life.

Niang Xipi, I don't count 13, what did a person at the level of deputy director go to the front line.

Not only was Victor injured by the monsters born of dark magic, he also lost his entire right arm, which Edmund forcibly transferred him from the unstable magical area.

But to be able to come out, those people in the first aid department can still do it, although it can't do the level that the legend says that even if there is only one breath left, you can save it, but Victor still has at least two breaths~

Victor almost snapped off his tongue to cheer himself up, leaving only his left hand that could move to his temple, and a silvery white silky substance floated out.

He no longer has the ability to speak and other means of expression, and through such direct peering thoughts, he can let others understand what is going on more quickly.

Arthur touched the wisp of thought with the tip of his wand, and while magic tools such as the Meditation Basin were the best way to see memories, casting magic with his wand was the quicker way to release it.

Although the wand will cause some damage to the wisp of memory directly communicated with it, there are not so many worries, and every second of delay is disrespectful to human life.

He wanted to know what was going on inside to make Victor like this, and to make Edmund, who was also a veteran agent, use Phantom Shifter to throw Victor out in that environment.

The flow of memory is not the same as the flow of time, in just a few minutes, the Minister of Magic watched Victor's adventure in one night, and his first reaction was that the distance is still too close, if it breaks out then all of them will die here, then what will become of the French wizarding world?

The French Minister of Magic, Aartur, immediately called the head of the underground intelligence service on the side, who had the official status of the Muggle government, and immediately evacuated the crowd outside, and the warning area was expanded. It is even necessary to apply to the French government for more forces to maintain order.

At the same time, the British Ministry of Magic was informed that although the accident was close to the French section, it had already reached the central area of the undersea tunnel. If there is an aggravation, then the British will definitely suffer.

"What are those French guys up to?" The British Ministry of Magic, Fudge received a report from the secretary, an official notice from the French Minister of Magic, about the accident that happened in the undersea tunnel.

Are you looking for someone to study and study, Fudge, who was woken up early in the morning, was very unhappy, and there was some impatience on his round face: "The minister's office is responsible for informing the director and first deputy director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters, the Department of International Magical Cooperation, and the Department of Magical Communications to come to the Ministry of Magic for a meeting immediately, and we will study the ......."

It's too late......

There is also no need to study what happened......

As an offshore city, London is the first place to see what's happening on the sea.

The violent explosive tremors made the Ministry of Magic building tremble, and a black mist that condensed into something solid rose into the sky. Like the smoke of the ancient wolf, it goes straight up into the sky (Yunxiao: ???).

And then......

The black mist formed a second explosion, designed to keep pace with the Muggle Cloudburst Bomb, the first explosion triggering a large amount of dark magic, and the second detonating the dark magic.

A huge bizarre explosion like a cross sparked the entire coast of France and Britain, and the violent shock wave penetrated the bottom of the English Channel almost instantly, and then formed a tsunami in the English Channel for tens of meters.

Before the French Ministry of Magic could completely evacuate and see everyone dying on this beach......

A slight sigh seems to soothe everyone's heart.

A gentle woman appeared in front of them, her long blond hair braided into a French twist braid, and her waist-length hair, although she was dressed in simple linen clothes, could not hide her glow from the inside out.

In particular, in the hand, a holy flag with the iconic golden fleur-de-lis of France.

Slowly opening her purple eyes and looking at the outside world that she hadn't seen for 600 years, the gentle woman gently planted the flag on the ground: "My lord is here, may I bless the innocent people." ”

There seemed to be some invisible obstacle in front of the monstrous waves, and after repeated impacts, the waves subsided in vain, and the subsequent waves spread to the beach at most.

The woman who seemed to be emitting a dazzling holy light all over her body put away the flag, and the moment she turned around, the officials of the French Ministry of Magic who had seen her true face suddenly felt the urge to kneel down in front of the sacred......

The moment she was born,

The whole of France whispered the same name—

Jeanne-d'Arc