The Quidditch World Cup, organized by the British Ministry of Magic, failed to whitewash the peace, but provoked a surprise attack by the Death Eaters, but fortunately, the 'brave and fearless' Aurors finally killed more than 800 Death Eaters who participated in the attack, but the thousands of casualties still could not be concealed.

With the Triwizard Tournament approaching, Connelly. Fudge really put a lot of work into it at this point. Mobilize thousands of Aurors from the Ministry of Magic to surround the three outer floors of Hogwarts. All persons entering and exiting must be approved.

Iron barrel-like defense, in Cornelly. In Fudge's opinion, it was absolutely flawless. As everyone knows, no matter how perfect the fortifications are, it is difficult to resist corrosion from the inside.

At this time, the confident Connelly. Fudge was in Dumbledore's office, cross-legged, telling the Ministry of Magic how brilliant it was under his leadership.

Dumbledore smiled and drank the sweet honey milk in his hand. "Hehehe, my old friend, I believe that the Ministry of Magic will be even more brilliant under your leadership, right, the last time I killed those Death Eaters who disrupted the Quidditch World Cup, there must have been a lot of Aurors killed, right? With so many Aurors coming to maintain the safety of Hogwarts, will it affect the normal operation of the Ministry of Magic? ”

Connelly. Fudge's face froze, and he lied and said, even Connelly. Fudge himself believed that the more than 800 Death Eaters had been killed by the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic. He smiled and said embarrassedly, "It's true that there are a lot of bad damages, but the Triwizard Tournament is a hundred years of prosperity, no matter what." As the organizers, we at the British Ministry of Magic will do our best. ”

The other party's mouth was full of words about running the train, which made Dumbledore not want to test the original idealistic Cornelius. Fudge, corrupted by power, is like a changed person. Coveting power does not matter. Now, in order to keep the position of the Minister of Magic, he is doing these shady things with the nobles of Lucius. Tapping on the table, Dumbledore spoke, "The first project is indispensable for the support of the Ministry of Magic, I wonder what kind of magical creatures my old friend can find for the first project?" ”

With the 'Dragon Thieves' extinction hunt for magical creatures, it's time for now. Even the Hippogriff has become a treasured magical creature. Traditionally, in the history of Triwizard Tournaments, the first event is bound to be the most eye-catching, as the young warrior will surely catch everyone's attention when he fights the dragon alone. But now, there are only stone dragons left in the entire wizarding world, and the ministries of magic of various countries have arranged hundreds of Aurors to protect them twenty-four hours a day by the side of these ten dragons.

When it comes to this issue, even Cornelly. Fudge, the British Minister of Magic, was also in trouble. He frowned and sighed. According to the history of the Triwizard Tournament, the first event must be a warrior fighting a dragon to show the courage of the warriors. But now? The price of an ounce of dragon blood on the black market is 100,000 gold Galleons, not to mention the project of Warrior Quest Dragon.

"El Dumbledore, my old friend, you know the current situation, not to mention the dragon, even the three Hippogriffs are very difficult." Connelly. Fudge said hesitantly.

Nodding, Dumbledore knew how difficult it was. He sighed and said, "Well, in that case, I can only replace it with other magical creatures." ”

Known as the greatest white wizard of the century. Dumbledore, an old guy who has lived for more than a hundred years, naturally has his own way.

With a 'creak', the door to Dumbledore's office slowly opened, and a large figure walked in with his head down. The blood of the giants, Rubeus. Hagrid appeared in front of them like a small mountain. "Dumbledore... Those big monkeys have already gotten Oh Merlin on top, they're just too much of a disaster," Rubeus said. Hagrid said sullenly.

But naturally with a big voice. The cup on the coffee table shook for a while. Connelly. Fudge, the Minister of Magic, who had been associated with the aristocracy for many years, glanced at the scruffy half-blood giant in front of him with disgust, especially Rubeus. Hagrid's smell of unknown animals made Connelly. Fudge frowned.

Dumbledore, accustomed to it, didn't care. With a kind smile, Rubeus. Hagrid is a humble student. But he is very loyal, and can be said to be Dumbledore's henchman. "It's okay to prepare some bananas, just say again, those are not monkeys, they are mandrills!! Don't get confused," Dumbledore laughed.

Scratching his messy hair, Rubeus. Hagrid smiled innocently, "Isn't the one who eats bananas monkeys?" But those things are ferocious. With that, he turned and left.

As the British Minister for Magic, Cornelius. Fudge's magical prowess wasn't top-notch, but his profound knowledge knew what kind of creature it was when he heard the word mandrill.

Primates are known as close relatives of humans, even wizards deny this. The reason why human beings with weak individuals were able to create a splendid civilization was that they could make all kinds of tools, and the birth of tools and social living were possible. Allow individual weak humans to defeat other ferocious predators. Defend against devastating natural disasters.

The mandrill is a kind of social primate, the size is comparable to that of adult humans, the strong limbs are thick and powerful, and can use simple weapons, just like the primitive state of the social structure, each group of mandrills is like an independent kingdom, and the war between the two groups of mandrills for the territory is extremely bloody.

"Do you want to use mandrills as magical creatures for the first project?" Connelly. Fudge asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Well, without the warrior fighting the dragon, wouldn't a warrior also show the courage of a warrior against a group of ferocious mandrills?" Dumbledore laughed.

The train to Hogwarts was steaming, and with the sound of a loud whistle, parents put their children on board. Harry. Porter, Ron. Weasley, Hermione. The Granger trio had already found their place and were about to spend their fourth year at Hogwarts. Potter and the others are no longer newcomers.

The Prophet Times still reports on the follow-up to the Quidditch World Cup. The dark mark of the poisonous snake wrapped around the dark green skull made those who had experienced that dark era recall that terrifying black memory anew. But in the center of the page, Cornelly. Fudge, the British Minister for Magic's impassioned speech, still waving his arms vigorously.

Arthur. Although the head of the Weasley family did not provide a superior living environment for the children, he was not sloppy in his education in ordinary life.

'Hula' Ron. Weasley pulled the glass door of the carriage and lowered her voice to Harry and said, "My dad said it wasn't that simple. You know, the Aurors who tracked down the Death Eaters came back unharmed?"

The IQ of female students is very comparable. Hermione. Granger soon got from Ron. Weasley's words caught the point. "Without any damage? Those are vicious Death Eaters, and each of them is no worse than the Aurors, and you mean that those Death Eaters were not killed by the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic? "Hermione. Granger said with a frown.

Harry, the protagonist of Fate. Potter, and then stolen by Li She, a drought who did not enter the Three Realms and Six Realms, originally belonged to Harry. After Potter's various adventures, Harry, who has not experienced hardships and dangers. Potter was still a fourteen-year-old boy. Looking at the newspaper Cornelius. Fudge looked righteous, hesitated and said, "Probably not, Connelly. Mr. Fudge is a man of integrity," Harry last time. Potter couldn't help but turn this venomous tongue woman into a balloon towards Aunt Maggie, Connelly. Fudge, the British Minister of Magic, not only did not punish himself, but also cleaned up the aftermath for himself. So Harry. Porter to the sanctimonious Connelly. Fudge made a good impression.

Ron. Weasley shook his head like a little adult, looking preachy. "Don't look at the surface of things Harry. You know what, Connelly. Mistress Fudge is very close to the Malfoy family, and you know, the Malfoy family is a loyal enchantment of that mysterious man. It's just that there is no evidence, otherwise Delclata's disgusting dad would have been caught in Aztaban. ”

"No, if that's the case, Connelly. Didn't Mr. Fudge just deceive everyone? "Harry. Potter asked, uncertain.

Hermione. Granger, a female school bully, has now grown into a slim girl, Xiaohe shows sharp corners, straight legs are particularly attractive, and blue jeans with brown boots highlight her slender figure. Hermione. Granger held out a finger against his forehead and said slowly, "There will be darkness in the sun." How much more so where we can't see it? We have also seen the strength of those Death Eaters, and the Ministry of Magic, which is not able to guard against it, wants to exterminate the well-prepared Death Eaters, will there be no casualties? ”

Harry with justice in his heart. Potter, still unable to believe Connelly. Fudge would have risked the world's condemnation to tell this big lie. And Ron's remarks were clearly getting Hermione. Granmorangie's support. The feelings of long-term love are indescribable.

The fourteen-year-old flowering season and rainy season are the season of puberty troubles. yearn for the world of adults, but seeing the world of adults who are deceitful, the teenagers in the rainy season hope that they will not grow up so quickly.

"Candy pumpkin pie candy, does anyone need candy?" came the cries of the cart.

A warm shouting interrupted the argument between the three of them, and Harry. Potter put aside the heavy topic, smiled and said, "Let's buy some food," and then came to open the glass door of the carriage. (To be continued......)