The Hohenzollern family lived in a manor house on the outskirts of Neubrandenburg, and Ning An entered through a separate house in the city through Floo Powder, and there was no chance to see the appearance of the entire estate, but judging from the neatly decorated furniture, you can imagine what a solemn mansion it was.

He stooped over and stepped out of the fine fireplace in the parlour, where a house-elf in a suit with wrinkled skin on his face was already standing.

When he saw Ning An and Jung following him? Hohenzollern came out of the fireplace in turn and hurriedly bent down

"Master—" he said respectfully.

Ning An glanced at it curiously, and the tough-looking man behind him had already walked in front of him and explained to Ning An:

"He's Uzi, the elf of the house." Then he nodded at Uzi, signaling that he could go about something else.

The elf bowed and retreated.

"You're back."

At this time, Ning An noticed that there was a woman in a crimson dress behind Uzi, and her eyebrows were somewhat similar to Eric.

"This is my wife, Margarita."

Jung introduced, and Ning An immediately stepped forward to say hello.

After some pleasantries, Margarita also left, and in the empty living room, only Ning An and the head of the Hohenzollern family, Jung? Hohenzollern two.

With a gesture of please, the two sat opposite each other on the soft sofa behind the dark brown coffee table.

The sofa is white, and most of the furniture in the room is gray and white, which is a little boring, but it also highlights the character of the owner here from the side, stereotyped, serious, serious, Ning An guessed that this Mr. Jung may be such a person.

This can also be seen in Eric, but perhaps the Hogwarts school experience has made Eric more mellow.

"Even though Eric has spoken to me many times in his letters, I have never been able to believe that a wizard as young as you can be so powerful."

When Jung spoke, the expression on his face was serious, and every word he said was sincere, and he felt a powerful mana from Ning An.

"You've won a prize."

Ning An smiled lightly, no longer looking at the surrounding arrangements, and turned his mind to the conversation with the head of the family.

The sunlight outside the window had become extremely dark as the crimson silk curtains poured in, and the whole living room was filled with a mysterious, gloomy atmosphere.

Ning An went straight to the point and asked neatly: "I heard Eric say that the life of the German wizarding family is not easy, does Mr. Jung have the will to change the status quo?" ”

Jung? Hohenzollern's face tightened, the edges of his face sharpened, and strands of gray-white hair trembled softly behind his ears, and after a while, he sighed and spat out a word

"Difficult"

"What's the difficulty?"

Jung glanced at Ning An, the young man seemed to have full confidence to solve problems before he talked about the topic, which Jung admired very much, he liked confident people.

"Ludwig, Schoon, Althaus plus Hohenzollern, there are only four pure-blood families left in the German wizarding world, and these are the four that can influence the German wizarding world, because the Ministry of Magic is basically controlled by them."

The tough man leaned back, slowed down his speech, and said to Ning An with a tiredness: "But none of these families can convince each other, and they have also proposed to establish their own magic school in Germany before, but firstly, because the resources are insufficient, and secondly, because there is no unanimous opinion among several families. ”

The light and shadow swayed on the empty sofa beside Ning An with the swinging curtains, pursing his lips, Ning An knew that this was a troublesome matter, the means of violent suppression were not suitable for the current form, Grindelwald's shadow had not completely dissipated, and to this day, the German wizards were still most afraid of the demon king who once enveloped the European continent with terror.

If Ning An kills the masters of several families strongly, and then uses the Imperius Curse to control those heirs, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no news about it, and at that time, he will only eat the bitter fruit and cause a greater backlash, I am afraid that the entire continent will have no place to stay.

"Can you help me make an appointment with the patriarchs of the other families?" Ning An looked at Jung sincerely? Hohenzollern, he needed such an opportunity, Serpentine was still too young, he needed to gain control of this borderland, and the German wizarding world would be a very sharp knife if it could be used for itself.

But the problem is that he can't use his mana to subdue everyone, he has to find a way to make both sides win.

Jung pondered for a moment and looked Ning An up and down, whether it was his own family or other families, they were all closely related to the German magic world, the decline of the German magic world, the low status of the Ministry of Magic in the world, and its inaction, which was also one of the important reasons for the decline of all magic families.

In turn, it is precisely because of the decline of the family and the withering of talents that the German Ministry of Magic can only do nothing, and even the country cannot be fully controlled.

If this continues, all that awaits everyone is a slow death, so many families, and they have not yet found a talented wizard, even if Eric is already highly praised, and even many wizards who hate the Hohenzollern family have to admit that Eric is the most talented German wizard in these decades.

But according to his own son, he was only at the upper middle level at Hogwarts, where he had seen too many capable wizards.

The German wizarding world now needs a leader, a person who can rule all the families, he must not only have this ability, but also have this desire and ambition, the two must match, Jung has always been observing whether Ning An has this ambition.

"Yes, I will arrange it as soon as possible, just within these days."

He seemed to have finally made up his mind, nodded and said to Ning An: "Please stay with me these days, some of the other families live in West Germany, and some live farther south, but there are flying fans who must be able to come over soon after receiving the notice." ”

Ning An also nodded, he understood that the real test was not here with Jung, and everything would have to wait for a few days.

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In the Hohenzollern family's manor, Ning An spent two quiet days, and the house-elf Uzi took great care of Ning An, and would personally bring the prepared breakfast to Ning An's resting house every day, and he was woken up by the fragrant breakfast every day.

Madame Margarita did not treat Ning An as a child of the same age as her son, but really treated him with respect as a wizard, it seems that Jung had specially instructed his wife in this regard, and for some reason Ning An always felt that this witch like a noble lady seemed to be a little afraid of herself.

But none of this matters, the meeting with the four major German magic families finally arrived two days later, and Jung had quietly introduced him before, mainly the head of the Ludwig family, Fabian? Ludwig; Head of the Schoen family, Barbara? Schoen; Head of the Althouse family, Leo Harder? Althouse.

In addition to this, the remaining one is, of course, the head of the Hohenzollern family, Jung himself.

The meeting place was still in the living room where Ning An had spoken before, and Ning An waited there early, sitting at a large new round table in the center of the living room, watching the wizards come out of the green flames in the fireplace.

Jung and his wife, the two most important members of the Hohenzollern family, hugged and greeted them one by one in front of the fire, and the elf Uzi led the guests to sit down at the round table and served a steaming cup of black tea.

The first thing people noticed was naturally Ning An, who was waiting at the table early, and at the same time that they were a large number of Ning An, Ning An was also looking at them.

Tall, obviously taller than everyone else, must be the owner of the Ludwig family, Fabian? Ludwig, Jung told Ning'an that the ancestors of the Ludwig family had giant blood, so the skeleton of this family has always been wide and easy to identify.

He sat at the round table, separated from Ning An by two or three places, the momentum of the big horse golden knife was like a general on the battlefield, but not like a wizard, Ning An noticed that his wand was very large, it was actually on his back, as thick as an ordinary person's arm, as if he had taken out a whole piece of a large tree root and made it into a magic wand.

Behind Ludwig was a stocky, stocky witch with a pointed witch's hat from the Middle Ages, dressed in black, with a bloated figure that was about to be torn, and a toad-like face under the brim.

Mung Bean has small eyes, and his cheeks are full of spots, I don't know if he was born or because of some evil magic used, like the evil witch in the folk tale, no need to guess, the only one in several families is headed by a woman, the person in front of him must be Barbara? Schoen.

She looked at Ning An and smiled, I don't know if it was good intentions or bad intentions, and then naturally sat down next to Ning An, the round table was not big, Uzi removed two more chairs, and there were only two empty chairs left, one between Ning An and Ludwig, and the other between Barbara and Ludwig.

Jung walked to the round table with the last of them, and Margarita left the parlor with Uzi at some point, seemingly not intending to participate in the discussion.

Jung sat down next to Ning'an, and the last empty chair was sat down by a wizard in a very modest suit, tie, and glasses on the bridge of his nose.

The first impression of this person that Ning An thought of was Pani, he was like Pani, who was dozens of years older, polite and with a unique cunning, and his eyes were keen, as if he was full of curiosity.

It's just that the gray, dry hair, and layers of wrinkles on his face remind everyone that he is no longer young, in fact, the five people here, except for Ning An, the remaining four cannot be counted as "young people".

"So ......"

Five people sat in a circle, Fabian? Before Ludwig could speak, he slapped his palms, and those arms were full of power, making Ning An feel that he was like Hagrid who was a little smaller.

"This must be the Mr. Ning An you said, right? Jung? ”

As his words fell, the other people's eyes collectively turned to Ning An, and Barbara's toad-like mung bean eyes were spinning around, looking at Ning An without blinking, as if they were very interested.

Leohard? Althouse was okay, and he helped the frame of his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and this action allowed Ning An to find a trace of Pani's shadow.

"Yes, this is Mr. Ning An, and I have made it very clear in my letter why I have gathered you here today—"

"Jung......" Leohard was the first to speak, he stared at Ning An, but he was talking to Jung

"I remember this Mr. Ning'an - seems to be wanted by the British Ministry of Magic, right?"

Jung turned his head to look at Ning An, who only had a calm expression on his face, as if he didn't care if he was recognized as a wanted criminal.

"You read it in the newspapers, right? Leohard? I don't remember the British Ministry of Magic notifying us about this. ”

Leohard was the Minister of the German Ministry of Magic, and it stands to reason that he would be the first to know if a joint wanted wanted was to be issued, but he only yawned and said with annoyance:

"yes, of course - the British won't come to us, they've probably forgotten that there is a Ministry of Magic in Germany."

"So what is Mr. Ning An's identity, does it still matter?" Jung asked rhetorically.

"Take it easy, I wasn't going to do the British a favor, I just asked."

Leohard pushed his glasses and gently let go of the topic.

"Hey-hee-hee-"

The witch sitting next to Ning An let out a strange laugh, Barbara? Schoen teased with his hand a little frog that was jumping around on the table, which she had just done casually, because it was the black tea that Uzi had served, so the frog's back was dark red.

"Let's get down to business, gentlemen!?"

Her voice was sharp and sharp, and it was very harsh to hear, but she herself apparently did not care about it, and still shouted in a very loud voice:

"I heard that Mr. Ning An wants to help a few of our families make decisions? Solving the dilemma of the German wizarding world? ”

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone, including Jung, looked at Ning An, in fact, Jung didn't know what Ning An's final plan was, he just helped contact the various families, and at the same time hoped that Ning An could really come up with a plan that was enough to make everyone happy.

Ning An coughed, cleared his throat, put his hand on the table, his calm gaze swept over the patriarch family masters present one by one, and then said to them unhurriedly:

"Indeed, if you are willing to support me, I can reinvigorate the German wizarding community, and the first step is to obtain a magic school with our own."

"Impossible, impossible—"

Barbara waved her hand vigorously, she put the teacup on her shoulder, and her fat arm shook and exclaimed:

"The magic school needs to be accumulated, even if we really build a magic school now, it will not be useful in the first hundred years, the teaching level is too poor, it is better for each family to teach their own children, if we wait for fifty years, a hundred years, the German magic world will be hopeless."

The others nodded silently, and Barbara's voice was harsh, but it was still reasonable, which was why they didn't build a German magic school in the end of their previous discussion.

"I didn't say I'm going to build a new one, guys."

Ning An looked around at everyone, waved his hand vigorously, and said lightly: "I mean, we will snatch a school and let German students become the mainstream among them, or even one of the mainstreams." ”