Ning An sat in his large leather chair, pinching his chin with one hand and tapping lightly on the table with the other, listening to Jung explain the ins and outs, he looked at Leohard who was sitting next to him, who also frowned deeply.

"That means dealing with the annoying evil elves in the Black Forest, and the banshees or vampires who might be standing behind them, right?"

Ning An sighed, looked around and asked, the four of them nodded at the same time, looking at Ning An with a very earnest gaze, if Ning An could help, presumably the matter of evil spirits eating people could be easily solved.

Leohhard subconsciously raised his glasses, not because he was unwilling to solve this problem, but because the department was overstretched and couldn't pull out the Aurors who could use it, otherwise he wouldn't have dragged on for so long and embarrassed him by being brought to the table.

"Then I'll go for it."

Although Ning An is a little reluctant to stay here for a leisurely time, he is not here for a vacation after all, he still has to do things when he should do something, this Black Forest is indeed a problem, it is better to deal with it himself, and by the way, he can find out what the situation is.

Jung breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Ning An and said gratefully, "I'll go with you too." ”

Ning An stared at him suspiciously for a while, isn't this German Ministry of Magic understaffed, why does Jung seem to have nothing to do every day, could it be that the Joint Senate only needs to raise his hand and vote when it is in session? Nothing else to do? But didn't Jung also hold important positions in Buzhang's office?

Ning An shook his head, shook out these nonsense thoughts, and agreed to Jung's request.

He is indeed unfamiliar with life in Germany, and if he goes to the Black Forest alone, it is difficult to say whether he can find the banshees and evil elves, don't get lost in it again, and it will be a delay to come out after a few months.

Therefore, Ning An did not reject Jung's request to be a guide at all.

The topic was basically over, and the five of them discussed some other plans, and that night they stayed up until midnight before they went home, and a few blazing green fires lit in the carved fireplace, and Leohard and Barbara said goodbye to Ning An in turn, and then walked in.

Fabian was at the end, and the wand the size of an umbrella on his back was stuck, and Jung had to go up to help him with a good bainong before stuffing it into the stove, and the green light flickered, puffs of smoke came out, and the wizard of the giant blood disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"You should rest early, too."

As the owner of the estate, Jung? Of course, Hohenzollern didn't need to go into the fireplace, this was his house, he bent down and bowed to Ning An, and left this study, which was the room where Ning An rested.

Although Jung wanted to give up his bedroom and his wife's bedroom at first, he was rejected by Ning An, mainly because he noticed Margarita? Hohenzollern seemed to be a little afraid of himself, and Ning An naturally didn't want to deepen his bad impression in the hearts of others, after all, they were all his own people, so he lived in this study.

It's not that there are no other rooms in the huge manor, in fact, there are many guest rooms here, but Ning An is too lazy to move, every night after a small meeting here, he directly enters a small room in the side room of the house, a bed, a table and a chair are enough for himself to sleep and rest.

Watching Jung slowly walk out step by step and gently close the door, Ning An also yawned, patted his mouth, and walked in the other direction, where was the bathroom in the study, he was going to brush his teeth and wash his face and go to bed.

The regular life of these few days reminded Ning An of his life at Hogwarts, and he almost forgot what it was like to run around with Pani, but now when he thought of Pani, his mind began to be full of thoughts like slides.

"Pani, how are they at Hogwarts now? Cassius's Imperius Curse wasn't discovered, was it? ”

The surveillance of the castle was suddenly strengthened before, it was definitely Dumbledore's meaning, Ning An guessed that he should be hiding back by himself, Dumbledore was not easy to deal with, and Ning An didn't want to touch the dust under his nose, so he simply listened to Eric's visit to Germany to have a look, but he didn't expect to really break into a new world.

"It should be no problem, now that the whole body of Hogwarts is busy with the Triwizard Tournament, it is inevitable to be slack."

Calculating the time, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang are afraid that they have arrived at Hogwarts, more than a month has passed since the start of school, he has read the newspaper in the past few days, but he has not seen any reports about the Triwizard Tournament Warriors, I am afraid that the Goblet of Fire has not been selected yet, and it is estimated that he will have to wait for a while.

However, these have nothing to do with Ning An for the time being, and after washing, he lay down on the fluffy big chuangshang, which Jung specially asked the house-elf Uzi to move in from another big house, replacing the original small bed.

Looking at the ceiling above his head, Ning An began to be stunned again, this time his thoughts did not drift back to Hogwarts, but remembered the recent plans, and the discussions with Jung and Leohard were still progressing gradually, and it was not an overnight effort to obey or disobey, but to let them see their strength little by little.

He had never forgotten his agreement with Scientak, and he had already made a long list of people who needed blood in his head, and every day he would automatically sift through them almost every day when he had free time, who was wise, who was foolish, who was brave, who was cowardly—

As soon as he remembered the long string of names Ning An began to dizzy, and then he was probably going to take a nap or something, and he could sleep peacefully without hypnosis, no, after a while, he closed his eyelids, and his chest rose and fell rhythmically with his breathing......

Early the next morning, as soon as the sky was bright, Ning An woke up, and two dark crows in the treetops in the courtyard outside were making noise there early in the morning, which woke Ning An up.

If it weren't for the fact that his Animagus was transformed into the same clan as them, Ning An would probably have sent a life-seeking curse to send these bad birds who disturbed people's dreams on the road.

Reluctantly got up from the head of the bed, got dressed and pushed open the narrow white door of the bedroom, stepped into the study, the wide room with the curtains was still black, no better than reaching out and not seeing the five fingers, Ning An did not wear slippers, and the soft and thick carpet on the ground was also very comfortable to step on with bare feet.

"Hmph, I'm probably the first person in the house to get up."

Ning An, who had been a diligent person for a while, was secretly proud, and the crow that he hated so much just now didn't seem to be so hateful now, but when he slowly paced to the floor-to-ceiling window, he reached out and slowly opened the thick and long curtains, allowing a faint ray of light in the room, only to find that there were still people who got up earlier than him.

The house-elf Uzi bent over and began to diligently sweep the leaves in the yard again, it seemed that a strong wind had blown last night, and now the path of the garden in the manor was full of golden autumn leaves, and the elf meticulously swept them to both sides of the road and piled them up.

It could have been done with magic, but the house-elf didn't know if it was to show his diligence or if he thought it was more satisfying to take care of the garden with his own hands, so he just swept the floor there with a big broom four or five times taller than himself.

"I don't know if Hermione is running a house-elf liberation front now."

Ning An looked out the window and muttered to herself, if she saw Uzi's appearance, she was afraid that she would jump up and point at Jung's nose and scold him for being inhumane and unsympathetic, I wonder if she would give herself a badge of "vomiting"?

Thinking of this, Ning An couldn't help but smile, for some reason he laughed more times in Hohenzollern Manor during this time than in the past year, and the peaceful life here seemed to be changing his heart little by little.

"Squeak—"

I was looking out the window, and the door was gently pushed open, and it was Jung who walked in? Hohenzollern, he was wearing a black wizard's robe, two silver ribbons hanging from his shoulders to yaoji, instead of wearing a high pointed wizard's hat, he was wearing a fashionable fisherman's hat, and his strange fashion taste made Ning An cry out in horror.

He was quite surprised to see that Ning An woke up, but he quickly lost his surprise, greeted him with a smile, and then noticed that Ning An had been staring at his hat, and couldn't help but blush, and said rather embarrassed:

"Ahem...... This is a popular Muggle hat, what does Mr. Ning An think it looks like? ”

"Ahh

Ning An clapped his hands and walked away from the window to stop looking at him, secretly praying in his heart that this guy would not wear such a dress and go to the Black Forest with him, but people seemed to be seriously dressing up, and he couldn't go up and criticize him directly.

"Don't wear that hat, don't wear that hat, please—just don't wear that."

I'd rather Jung wear that old-fashioned traditional wizarding hat that didn't fit him, rather than see this dazzling outfit.

However, his prayer still did not come true, and Uzi in the courtyard soon noticed that his master had gotten up, and the fragrant and delicious meal was brought in a short time, and the study was so large that he could eat anywhere, and Ning An was too lazy to go to other places, well, he was getting lazier and lazier recently.

The food of German wizards is naturally different from that of the British, and Ning An has basically gotten used to it here these days, and if he wants to be concerned, he prefers local flavors, without him - because it is really delicious!

The house-elf Uzi brought the grilled sausages on a plate and cut into small pieces to the table, not the round table that Ning An had discussed when they were discussing, but another table specially used for eating—this was also specially added by Ning An after he moved in.

The sausages on the plate were roasted and tender, cut into small pieces, and bread and sweet mustard were placed next to them, Ning An couldn't wait to fork a piece, dip some sauce and put it in his mouth, the fragrant and sweet flavor was wrapped around the tip of his tongue, which greatly relieved Ning An's discomfort of getting up early in the morning.

Plates of breakfast were served to Uzi in an endless stream, meatballs with yogurt sauce, traditional hard bread and buns, golden brown potato cakes with onions, eggs and potatoes, as for what special spices Uzi used, even if Ning An ate it so many times, it was delicious.

The white asparagus poured with bacon sauce was finally served with the milky white juice onion and spinach soup, and Ning An suspected that the Hohenzollern family had two house-elves, one was responsible for sprinkling and showing up, and the other was already a god-shattering cook, making exquisite and delicious dishes in the kitchen twenty-four hours a day without rest.

"Well—even Hogwarts doesn't make any good food here."

"It's great if you're satisfied."

Jung's smiling mouth was almost grinning to the edge of the back molars, Ning An's living in his house was an opportunity for him, if he could take this opportunity to curry favor with Ning An, then there would be less benefits in the future?

However, most of him was not at home because of the regents, and before leaving, he didn't see Ning An's slander about his dress, so he grabbed a handful of Floo powder and sprinkled it into the fireplace with a smile, deliberately straightened the fisherman's hat on his head, and stretched out his hand to Ning An to say first:

"Let's go, this is the Floo Fan who went to the Black Forest."

Ning An shook his head and sighed, which made Jung wonder for a while, he was fine when he had breakfast, what was this for?

After all, he didn't say it, Ning An also put it down, forget it, let him go, maybe other wizards still think it's beautiful to dress like this, I hope don't let those banshees and vampires joke come true, Ning An took the lead in stepping into the green flames.

The flames blew a hot wind, but it had no effect on Ning An at all, and he opened his mouth and shouted softly, "Black Forest"

The body began to spin at high speed, as if it had been sucked into the jack, and the whistling sound in his ears was deafening, but fortunately, Ning An was familiar with all this, and when he stood still again, the scorching green flames subsided, and Ning An opened his eyes to see that he was standing in front of an old stone fireplace.

"Welcome, you must be Mr. Ning An-"

The rich baritone sounded in Ning An's ears, and Jung hadn't come over at this time, he raised his eyes and looked over, two old wizards with glasses and gray hair stood in front of Ning An with a smile on their faces, and before they could speak, the two hurriedly explained:

"Mr. Buzhang has already said hello in advance - please don't panic, this is our company, Ellebi and Buckmore Broomstick."

"You built your company in the Black Forest?" Ning An's face was full of confusion.

"Ah, there's fine wood here, it's the main ingredient for broomsticks, and there's not so many Muggles in the middle of nowhere—"

One of the chubby old wizards stepped forward and said with a smile.

"Except for the annoying banshees and evil elves." Another old man added in the back.

"Forner? Ellerby—"

The fat wizard stretched out his hand, and Ning An shook it with him, and the man quickly took it back and seemed to be very happy, and pulled the old wizard who didn't look very talkative behind him, and actually opened his mouth to introduce it:

"Randolph? BADMORE – Our father co-founded the company. ”

Ning An also shook hands with him, and then froze slightly, as if remembering something

"Randolph, Randolph, Elleby—"

"Smack" He slapped his palm suddenly, startling the two old men.

He remembered who these two people were, and where he was, Elleby and Badmore Broomsticks, the most famous of which should be the broomsticks they just launched this year, which surpassed the Halo series in terms of performance and were sought after by various national teams, league teams and even school teams.

Ning An is not a person who doesn't read the newspaper, he didn't react for a while just now, and then he suddenly realized that he was in a big company.

At this moment, a puff of smoke came out from behind, and Jung slowly stepped out of the stone fireplace, and the fisherman's hat was burned in a small piece, and he coughed and explained:

"Ahem, ahem, there was a little accident, a little accident......"