For every lipstick produced, there is a pug that has one less tintin;

For every stereo produced, a black cat was killed;

For every creamy chocolate cake sold, a white tiger loses its life;

Every time the bar was cleaned, Aberforth was close to asking for food......

In order not to let the old man go bankrupt in his old age, he took an elf and went to Hogwarts to ask for food...... William and Hermione didn't pay for their drinks and left the Hog's Head Bar.

The money for the wine paid for the potions, and William left a lot of potions...... In this way, he has lost a lot.

So before leaving, William earnestly instructed Dobby to make some wool socks out of the wool he had cut off.

In this way, the gift given to Professor Dumbledore for Christmas has been settled.

William was also able to get some expensive gifts in return from Professor Dumbledore.

As soon as it changes hands, it immediately returns to its roots.

Kill two birds with one stone.

It was just perfect.

The witch was an honest man, and she paid for four bottles of wine despite only drinking one bowl of wine.

"I didn't expect the owner of the pig's head bar to be Professor Dumbledore's younger brother, he never mentioned it."

Walking down the street, Hermione couldn't help but say.

William pulled out the light extinguisher and said, "I've never heard the professor mention it, but I know he once had a sister named Ariana. This light extinguisher was given to her.

Every time the professor mentioned it, it was particularly painful...... I cried a lot of times. ”

Hermione looked at William in surprise, he had never talked about it.

William really didn't say it, because every conversation he had with Dumbledore was particularly important.

Most of them involve Voldemort, or the Grim Reaper...... Prehistoric mysteries.

Compared to these, the weak side of the principal seems so insignificant.

"Didn't you ask? The Professor's Past? Hermione curious.

"Hermione, when you see an old man crying in pain, you can't ask anything." William said softly.

"I can only say a few...... Useless comfort can no longer do anything else. ”

Hermione thought thoughtfully. "It seems that the professor and his brother don't have a good relationship either.

Did you hear that?

He went so far as to say that the headmaster was a fool...... Oh, it's hard to imagine anyone saying that about Professor Dumbledore, or his own brother. ”

She was puzzled: "What kind of thing can make a brother like this?" ”

"A lot of things are fine, even if it's just the most trivial ones." William touched the girl's hair and said calmly:

"Life isn't like this, it's just like that, in short, it's not going to be what you want it to be."

Hermione looked into William's eyes in a daze, and suddenly stretched out her fingers, rubbed his forehead, and gently smoothed the frowning brow.

William smiled brightly and spread his arms, as if he wanted a hug.

Hermione grabbed the corner of his coat and took a step back with a red face, she said shyly, "Someone is watching us." ”

William turned around helplessly, and the American witch, standing not far from the two, seemed a little embarrassed.

She is really embarrassed, she is so old, she has never been in love once.

The pair of small wizards in front of them have already begun to show affection.

She inexplicably remembered the worst injury in Auror's career:

On a busy rainy and busy night, she and her colleagues were still working overtime. She suddenly found out that her colleague had a boyfriend delivering food, and she ...... You can only eat ice-cold instant noodles.

My heart hurts a little,

It's so sour!

"Is there anything wrong with you?"

Seeing that the witch was suddenly in a daze, William took the initiative to ask: "If you want to travel, there are road signs around here." If you're looking for a tour guide, Dobby should be happy to be one, as long as you pay him. ”

"I'm sorry, I'm not here to play, I'm an Auror of the Magical Congress of America."

The witch pulls out her official ID. It features a photo of her event, and a striking American Eagle logo:

MACUSA。

Mera Piquelli

United States of America

Magical Congress.

"As an American Auror, I need to ask you some questions...... Mr. Stark. ”

William whistled, "Miss Piquelli, this is England, and you are asking me as an American Auror...... Isn't that appropriate? ”

How familiar is this operation?

Didn't William ever do this kind of thing in France?

So the girl in front of her is still too tender, and no one knows better than William how to enforce the law across borders.

His tone grew cold, "I don't accept your inquiry, Miss Auror.

Not to mention that this is the United Kingdom, even the United States, you have no right to ask me...... The two of us are not equal. ”

"What do you mean?" Piquelli frowned.

She knew that the pair of little wizards in front of her were very famous, they were simply terrifying, and she had heard of them in the United States.

But fame doesn't mean privilege.

William chuckled:

"I am the youth representative of the Wizengamot in the UK, with written authorization from Dumbledore, the chief wizard of the Wizengamot.

In foreign countries, it is equivalent to the exercise of rights by the Wizengamot in the United Kingdom, and it is reasonable and legal.

Did you know that Clegane, Director of the French Law Enforcement Division? That's higher than you know where it is!

I talked and laughed with him.

Do you think you, an ordinary American Auror, have the right to interrogate me? ”

"If you really want to talk, at least you have to let Director Auror come, otherwise I will refuse to answer anything you ask."

Although Dumbledore's mandate was for the events of Paris.

But after the matter was over, he still had no intention of revoking or taking it back...... Well, it still has legal benefits.

Piquelli was dumbfounded, she was just an Auror, the equivalent of the American well.

It is not a matter to kill a black wizard in the country by mistake, but he has no right to interrogate senior officials in the British Wizengamot.

"And, is your formalities legitimate, Miss Piquelli?" Hermione asked as William continued.

She was also a little annoyed when she was rashly interrupted on her date.

"According to the International Code of Magical Law, Article 6 stipulates that transnational law enforcement requires registration with the British Office of International Magical Law.

Then, accompanied by the British Aurors, joint operations. I don't seem to see the English Aurors.

Does this mean that you are only applying for a travel visa? You are here, and the British Ministry of Magic does not know about it. ”

“……”

Piquelli only felt a tingling in his scalp.

She did get a tourist visa, because the Magical Congress of the United States did not authorize her, and she came secretly.

She just wanted to use her status as an Auror to scare these two little wizards and ask her what she wanted to know.

But the little witch in front of her seemed to know better than her, and she turned out the illegal things in a few words.

Are you two devils?

Could it be that when you go on a date, you talk about these things?

What kind of little wizard are you going to run for the Minister of Magic now!

Piquelli suddenly felt so wronged, she was a little girl, and she had crossed the ocean to a strange country.

was first coaxed by the old man as a wine tray, and then he was scolded by the two little wizards.

She's not going to be caught as a spy by the Dementors, is she?

Seeing that the witch was in a daze again, William and Hermione turned and left.

"Wait...... Sir, I am here for Mr. Scamander. Piquelli said hurriedly.

William and Hermione stopped.

"Some time ago, the Magical Congress of America was attacked, and there were dark wizards who stole Mr. Scamander's things.

According to the investigation, it may have been done by the purges. ”

William turned and nodded oddly. "I've heard a little."

He had only heard about it, but Professor Babling had done it.

It's just that she didn't expect that she would leave the matter to the purge...... Back to the pot.

Wonderful!

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