Taylor? Brucino glared at Leohard, who slowly pulled off the hat covering his head, revealing his face, and it was obvious that Brucino did not know him, he frowned, and said in a pretentious and serious manner:

"What's going on? Mr. Ning'an—Why is there a stranger here, you underestimate your own interrogation, aren't you?—Page, how did you do that! ”

"Ah, it turned out to be Mr. Althouse—"

The director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation, who was still looking at ease just now, Torion? Birdside put down his crossed legs and hurriedly got up from behind the desk, putting on an enthusiastic expression, as if he and Leohard were old friends who had not seen each other for many years.

He snatched Brucino and gently picked up his subordinates with his hand, shook hands with Leohard with a smile, and at the same time turned back to Ning An and smiled, "I have long heard about the friendship between you and Principal Ning An from the Fuji Department/Zhang, and we couldn't talk about it at the dinner party last time—"

"Aha, Mr. Director, it's about the UK seat of the International Confederation of Wizards." Leohard snorted and said pointedly, "I also think that you have the ability to hold such an important position, Mr. Bird, after all, you have been committed to creating a good image of English wizards in the international community so far-"

"Thank you so much, Mr. Leohard—" Persted was overjoyed, his face tense was now completely untensible, like a wild horse on the loose, swaying his excitement to the fullest, as if he was going to replace Dumbledore as the greatest wizard in England in the next second.

"Ahem," Ning An coughed twice, Brucino looked at him this time, opened his mouth, and didn't say anything, he silently and Julian? Page stood together, whispering about Ning An and Mr. Althouse.

"Director Persted, shouldn't we start the inquiry first, when it's over, I think I have some more important things to attend to, and I don't want to miss the time - let's start early, and end it early."

Ning An's words were a little arrogant, this should not be the attitude of a wizard who is seriously questioned, Taylor? Brucino looked at his Director, Mr. Persted, incredulously, and couldn't believe that he could still keep a smile on his face, no matter how big the other party was, even Dumbledore probably wouldn't dare to be so flamboyant in the Ministry of Magic.

"That's right, let's get started." Burste stared at Ning An for a few seconds, then straightened out his suit, as if he didn't care, smiled and sat back in the back of the chair, Ning An crossed one leg and put it on the other, leaning back slightly, waiting for the question.

Brusino looked incredulous again, and Birdside raised an eyebrow, as if he was desperately trying to suppress his anger, in any case, in the interrogation room of the International Office of Magical Law, such a move would be a provocation to his authority, but today, in order to obtain greater benefits in the future, he may have to accept this provocation for the time being.

Torrien? Birdside thinks that he can endure it, he has been in the Ministry of Magic for so long, how many opportunities he has waited, only he knows, born in such an ancient and long-standing magical family as the Birdsted family, since he entered the Ministry of Magic, he has worked in the Department of International Magic Exchange and Cooperation.

With his hard work and hard work, coupled with his good background, Torrien's road to promotion was smooth sailing, and within a few years, he became the deputy director of the Department of International Magical Exchange and Cooperation, but who would have thought that in this position, he would be doing it for 10 years.

Finally, five years ago, the position of director was vacated, but a batty fell from the sky? Crouch, Barty Crouch, who lost the opportunity to be qualified for the Ministry of Magic/Zhang, blocked his original promotion path, which once made Torrien desperate and crazy, but fortunately, last year, this Mr. Director mysteriously disappeared, Torrien didn't care what happened to Crouch, he even thanked for such a small accident every night.

He has finally become the director of the department, in charge of an important department, and the future of Kangzhuang seems to be in sight, if he can go further, gain a higher prestige internationally, and even become a member of the International Federation of Wizards, maybe he can also become a strong contender for the next department/zhang.

This is something that Birdside has dreamed of for so many years, and when he thinks of this, he gritted his teeth and felt that there was nothing he could not bear.

"Ahem, okay-well, it's just a simple inquiry, please relax, Principal Ning'an-" Director Torrion propped one hand on the table, ** his forehead back and forth, and said in a thoughtful tone, but Ning'an interrupted as if he was deliberately choking him, and before he could finish speaking

"Of course, Torion, I'm very relaxed, very relaxed, but you seem to be a little nervous, haven't you had breakfast, why don't I wait here for you to go out for breakfast, and then come back and ask me questions, so as to save you from being verbose, and it is better to talk about things here endlessly."

Silence in the dimly lit interrogation room, Taylor? Brusino had just sat down beside Torion, who was in charge of today's record-keeping, and he swore that today was the most legendary day of his career at the Ministry of Magic, and he had never witnessed such a scene before, as if the interrogator and the interrogator had switched places, he glared and turned his head to look at Torion, wondering if his director could even stand this.

Leohard clasped his hands to his chest and smiled at what was happening in front of him, ignoring the gaze cast by Torrion, who was sitting behind the table awkwardly like an ant on a frying pan, and Paige, who was standing with Brusino on the other side, lowered his head and stared at his feet, deaf to everything that was happening around him.

"How do you explain your accusations in connection with a disappearance in August 1992 and a murder in December 1992......"

Torion didn't seem to hear Ning An's excessive ridicule, he looked very irritable, he just wanted to understand this matter quickly, and even didn't say a word of politeness, if it wasn't for his own request, he really wanted to convict Ning An immediately, and then transfer it to the Wizengamot for a real trial, but this imagination could only be circled in his mind now, and he immediately cleared it.

At the same time, he secretly slandered the stupidity of the Durmstrang school directors, he thought that the so-called genius wizard would be any different, but he didn't expect that he was also a kid who only knew bickering, and I heard that he had adopted a new admission method this year, with him as the principal, and it seemed that the magic school was not far from declining.

"Ah, these are these...... Ning An leaned back, let the small stool he was sitting on tilt his legs, and then lightly slammed on the ground, making an intermittent "click, click, click," sound.

"I think these things should be true......

"Okay, then about the ...... in the 1994 World Cup" Torion continued to ask along his train of thought, he didn't even care what Ning An answered, in his opinion, the default process had been reached, and there was no accident at all, until the brain reacted, what Ning An said just now.

The quill in Taylor's hand hovered in mid-air, refusing to fall, as if he had been petrified and unable to move, the atmosphere in the interrogation room was inexplicably depressing, the air was about to condense into a solid piece of lead, blocking the man's trachea, and a certain bad premonition grew in the hearts of the two wizards.

"You...... What did you just say, Ning An...... Mr? Torrien repeated it in disapproval.

"I confess, it's very troublesome to explain to you in detail about the crimes you mentioned, so you might as well count it directly on my head, to be honest-" Ning An stood up from his chair, and Leohard also lowered his hands from his chest, he had an extra wand in his hand.

"I'm tired of repeating so much nonsense with you here, so you might as well write down everything I said, yes, you-" Ning An crossed the distance between the interrogator and the interrogated in two steps, and came to the two small tables that were folded together, Taylor? Brusino stared at him with his mouth wide open, the quill in his hand already falling off the notebook.

"You-what do you want to do! Oh my god - Leohhard/zhang? Are you crazy——!? ”

With a completely disbelieving expression and tone, Torion shouted at Leohard in horror and inexplicably, he also stood up, his hand stretched out into his arms, but Leohard raised his wand faster than him and aimed it at him, Ning An didn't even care about this, just continued to walk around the front of the table, and his attention turned to the crowded filing cabinets.

Twenty-eight beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, as if rain had accumulated in a dark cloud, and he sat in his seat, a little distracted, and his two hands on the table retracted slowly, little by little, as if to take the wand that had been placed in the drawer—

But Julian, who has been standing aside? Paige, step by step, pressed the small, round head of his ebony wand against his temple, making him dare not move as if he had been spelled immobilization.

"Crazy, you must be crazy—how dare you, how dare you be in the Ministry of Magic—" Torion muttered to himself as if he couldn't believe it, blinking desperately, as if trying to deny the truth of all this, as if when he opened his eyes again, everything before him would go back to the second he had just started his interrogation.

"Who would have thought that the process would be so easy-" Ning An carefully studied Torion's expression, a mischievous smile on his face,

"I thought it would take at least – a lot of hard work – to cast a spell on a high-ranking official like you, but now it seems that there is no difficulty."

"Why do you want to do this, you shouldn't-" Torrion had only a few words left to say, still struggling to accept the reality he was facing.

"Although the Department of International Magical Cooperation is not as important as the Department of Magical Law Enforcement—" Ning An shuffled unhurriedly at his desk and walked up to Torrion, tightening his collar while reaching out and snatching the wand from his arms.

"But after all, you're the head of a department, and you have frequent contact not only with the department/zhang himself, but also with the directors of the various departments of the Ministry of Magic, it's like a springboard," Ning An said as he walked over to Taylor, took his wand away, and patted Julian on the shoulder.

"Just like Page, you know, it's much easier to subdue someone like you with a high-ranking official like you."

"So you want to ...... Subverting the Ministry of Magic——!? Torion's voice trembled.

"No, no, no, things aren't what you think—" Ning An walked around to him again, patted the already slightly old wizard's cheek, and gestured his fingers to his lips in a silent motion.

"It's just a little bit of preparation—" Ning An said as he sat diagonally on the table, "while everyone else is planting eyeliner and ambushing people in this Ministry of Magic, you know, I can't just watch and do nothing, it's a war, stupid/gua, the war has already started - and you're still with Connelly?" Fudge, what kind of peaceful dreams are we doing—"

Ning An couldn't help laughing as he spoke, and patted Torion's cheek lightly, the latter wanted to say something, but he obviously didn't have the interest to continue, got off the table, and waved his hand

"Let's do it, we're running out of time, we need to get out of this floor early."

"Wait ......"

"Out of body!"

The interrogation room became silent again, and after a while, only Ning An's orders were heard.

"You know the accusations against me are nonsense, right, so I'm sure you know what to do."

Torrien? Burste nodded gratefully, "Of course, I understand the Director—trust me to handle this perfectly." ”

Ning An nodded, and walked out of the hut with Leo Hard with a sign on the interrogation room, there was no one in the corridor, several paper planes flew over their heads, with purple Ministry of Magic letter stamps printed on them, Ning An pursed his lips and exhaled.

"You can go back first, I'm going to see Harry? Potter's interrogation, Dumbledore will definitely come, and my old headmaster and I still have a lot to talk about. ”

"Understood, sir—" Leohard bowed respectfully, "Harry?" Potter's interrogation was supposed to be in the old tenth courtroom beneath the Department of Mysteries. ”

"These people are really tricky ...... Wizengamot," Ning An muttered as he walked into the elevator where they had come with Leohhard, and the voice of the indifferent woman sounded again

"Sixth Floor, Magical Traffic Division"

There weren't as many people in the elevator as there had been in the morning, only a wizard with a large bundle of broom rods on his back, who had gone down on the sixth floor, and soon the golden fence door slid open and closed, and soon when the woman's voice sounded again, they had reached the atrium on the eighth basement floor.

Leohard walked out of the elevator and took off his hat to say goodbye to Ning'an

"Well, I'm out there at the bar, waiting for you to come out with the others."

Ning An nodded, looking at the statue of the Magic Brother Fountain in the distance, which gradually disappeared, and the elevator drove down sharply until half an hour later.

The cold woman's voice of the "Department of Mysteries" fell silent after speaking.