Darkness of night descends on the tranquil Hogwarts theme park. The stars in the sky shine like jewels on black velvet.

On Sunday night, a grand banquet was being held in the halls of Hogwarts Castle to celebrate the successful conclusion of the Labor and Employment Project Tender for the Occult Incident Handling Project in the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland.

Well, given that the haode backroom deal has been done for a long time, it is not surprising that the project was snapped up by the Indian delegation.

- First of all, the Indians have just signed an arms sales contract with Britain for the purchase of three decommissioned warships and dozens of fighter jets, amounting to more than $18 billion, and the British side should reciprocate something according to the usual practice in order to satisfy a certain vanity of the Indians; Secondly, the Indian side's supernatural personnel stationed in England this time were either Shudras or untouchables, with high obedience and low value, and they could be used to death at will without any psychological burden after being sent, and they did not even have to pay a sterling pension...... Where else can you find such cheap and high-quality cannon fodder for the Stranger except India?

Therefore, it is not surprising that in this banquet, the Indian delegation became the most distinguished guests and enjoyed the highest hospitality.

Under the glorious crystal chandeliers and melodious symphonic music, richly dressed male and female guests laugh quietly, push glasses and change lamps, or dance to the music. Well-dressed waiters weave trays of food and wine up and down, and a few chefs in white top hats expertly rotate the barbecue grill in one corner of the hall, sprinkling spice powders. Showing off his superb barbecue skills to everyone.

Looking at this scene of splendor, glittering lights, melodious music, and laughter, David Brown, the Minister of British Polar Development and the Ministry of Magic, who had been busy for most of the day. Potter, for a moment, couldn't help but feel quite complacent.

Speaking of which. Let him be a dignified cabinet minister to manage the banquet arrangement, no matter how you look at it, it is a bit cheap. But there is no way to do it, because his permanent undersecretary Harry. Gordon, who has been missing since noon today, has left half of the banquet project arranged and left no one to take care of it. And the druids of the Scottish Highlands, who had just taken over the Hogwarts theme park not long ago and planted dozens of acres of hardy marijuana, also don't know where they ran away. There was only a bunch of lowest-level catering staff left, and they didn't know what to do. So I asked David for everything. Minister Potter is here.

Thankfully, David. Although Potter is not from a wealthy family, he has been in politics for so many years. I have participated in a lot of various international conferences and secret meetings, so even if I have never eaten pork or seen a pig walk, I am definitely not unfamiliar with the pomp and circumstance of various luxurious banquets.

Plus his permanent under-secretary, Harry. Gordon before he disappeared for no apparent reason. Most of the arrangements have already been made. In order to make the Indian guests satisfied. Harry even spent a lot of money to "bring out" more than 30 of the most beautiful call girls from King's Cross (London's famous sex worker colony, rich in Ukrainian golden cats and Latin American lavish women), and now they are appearing at a banquet - call girls in a remote place like Glasgow are obviously incomparable to the capital London in terms of quality and appearance.

In addition, the cellar dormitory of Slytherin House was also arranged in advance as an S. M torture room. Everything from the "Nine-Taileds" leather whip, low-temperature candles, triangular trojan horses to vibrators disguised as magic wands, are all available. In order to satisfy the "special tastes" of some Indian guests. ”

- If there really was a Slytherin headmaster, Potions Master Professor Snape, who came out of the Harry Potter novels and saw the Slytherin cellars transformed into this, he would have raised his wand in a rage and frantically flicked the "Avada Curse" everywhere!

In short, Minister Potter only needs to determine the menu of the buffet, the music of the band, and the after-dinner program, which is almost enough—for such a trivial matter, the minister thinks that he has arranged it well.

However, just as Dave. Chancellor Potter was standing under a dim lamp and sipping a glass of champagne when he saw Harry. Permanent Undersecretary Gordon came over in a suit and gown, with a slightly haggard face - to the great surprise of the Chancellor, although he had only seen him for a few hours, Harry. Permanent Undersecretary Gordon's complexion had inexplicably darkened a lot, as if he had been exposed to the scorching sun for several days.

“…… Yo! Harry, where the hell have you been this afternoon? Why didn't I say a word beforehand, so I can't find you anywhere! ”

The Chancellor said this as he poured Harry a glass of champagne, "...... Can you tell me how that's going on? Harry! ”

“…… Well, Chancellor, you may not believe it, but in fact I thought I was dreaming at first - a few hours earlier, I had just taken a tour of Alexandria, Ancient Egypt, BC, and had taken a picture with Cleopatra VII. ”

Harry. Permanent Undersecretary Gordon touched his nose and replied with some confusion, "...... It was truly an eye-opening trip. ”

“…… Hehe, Harry, you just said that you went to a mental hospital to go through the hospitalization procedures, and it sounds more comfortable than this kind of mindless stupid talk. ”

David. The Potter Chancellor smiled incredulously as he put his arm on Harry's shoulder, "...... Don't be stupid, you've told me before that after you return from the Atlas, you've lost the spatial ability to traverse wormholes...... Hey, let's be honest, Harry, did you go on a secret date with some little lover? Rest assured, there's nothing to be ashamed of in this kind of thing! I've even seen the mistress of the Pope in the Vatican......"

“…… I really just traveled back in time to ancient Egypt to meet Cleopatra VII. Minister! ”

Harry said with a smile as he pulled a picture out of his pocket, "...... Look at. Here's a picture I just took over there. ”

David. Chancellor Potter put on his glasses and looked over to see that the background of the photograph was in front of the gates of a megalithic palace. Gordon stood on the stairs in a crisp tuxedo; Next to him was a fat, strong, shiny man. But the big black bear with a slightly sluggish demeanor; Then on the back of this woolly bear, there is a fair-skinned, good-looking figure, wearing an Egyptian-style collar around her neck, and a cobra gold crown on her head - although she is naked, this beautiful girl is not shy to hold her head high, and smiles and stretches out her hand to the camera to make a "V" shape.

Thereupon. After a moment of stunnedness, he smiled knowingly and flexed his finger over the photo. At the same time whistled lightly: "...... Wow! Beauty, Gentleman and Beast? This theme is good! Where did you find this part-time striptease circus? ”

“…… This nude woman is the real Cleopatra VII, the one who was supposed to hook up with Julius Caesar. Harry said, rolling his dead fish eyes.

“…… Are you serious? And what about this bear? I haven't heard of bears in Egypt. Chancellor Potter still didn't seem convinced.

“…… This big bear that was so hot that it was about to lose its hair and suffer from heat stroke was not a real bear, but an elder of the Scottish Druid Society who had transformed into a bear. Mr. Grand Druiverny. This is the current owner of Hogwarts Castle. Harry replied with a sigh, "...... The information we got earlier seems to be wrong, that Mr. Wang Qiu, who has a huge amount of spatial teleportation, can not only teleport materials, but also live people! ”

“…… So, you were sent by him to ancient Egypt this afternoon to have a round? Oh, it's so enviable that you want to be jealous! ”

At this point, the Potter Chancellor finally believed Harry's words. But then there was a sour taste in the words," ...... If only I could go......"

“…… Straight to the point. Your Excellency, how did you arrange this banquet? As soon as I arrived, my Indian friends complained to me that there was almost no food they could eat and that they had to drink brandy, whiskey, champagne and liqueur with little biscuits and chips...... Don't you understand the importance of these Indian magnates to us in Britain? "Harry. Permanent Undersecretary Gordon changed the subject again.

“…… How is this possible?!! I have taken into account their Hindu customs and removed all the beef and steak from the menu and replaced them with pork and mutton...... "David. Chancellor Potter's eyes widened in disbelief, "...... Isn't that enough? Harry? ”

“…… Not enough, Your Excellency. "Harry. Permanent Undersecretary Gordon replied in a stiff tone, "...... What exactly did you prepare? ”

“…… Uh, I'll do the math...... Scottish lamb tripe, braised lamb with potatoes, smoked fish, roast goose stuffed with chestnuts, fingerfish, scones, chicken fillet with black pepper, black pepper chicken fillet, tempeh pork ribs, pork meatballs, fried chicken balls, fried shrimp fillet, seafood bisque with clams, Yorkshire pudding with gravy ......"

Davy, who has been led by Harry's nose. Minister Potter, hearing this, couldn't help but be shocked, and immediately obediently snapped his fingers and reported the name of the dish, "...... Considering that Indians love rice, I also ordered a curry-flavored paella...... Is there something wrong? ”

“…… There's hardly the right place, Your Excellency! "Harry. Permanent Undersecretary Gordon rubbed his temples with a headache, "...... If it is an ordinary Indian, it is indeed not so particular. But this time it was the noble Brahmin young master who entertained him! They're all vegetarians! There are a lot of vegetarians in India, especially among the most noble upper class, so the menus of Indian restaurants are vegetarian and meaty, and the buffet also has a special vegetarian section – they may think this is the Shijie standard. ”

“…… If you want to be a vegetarian, it's no problem! "David. Potter blinked, "...... Vegetables are used as a garnish in almost every dish. ”

“…… But these vegetables are raw, dipped in gravy or animal fat, and there is no curry, which is completely unpalatable to the taste of Indians. ”

Harry shrugged his shoulders and replied, "...... After hearing the complaints of my Indian friends, I called the kitchen and told them to quickly add a stew of potatoes, cabbage and tomatoes, and add as many curry spices and chili peppers as possible. ”

“…… A stew with potatoes, cabbage and tomatoes? And a lot of chili peppers?! This thing sounds scary! ”

“…… But that's what Indians call vegetarian dishes, Minister. Harry said. …… Also, did you arrange a burger for the main dish? ”

“…… That's right. The minister nodded, "...... Although the burger thing is a bit out of class. But after all, this is not a formal French restaurant, let alone a five-star international hotel, but just a secret base disguised as an amusement park, and it is not easy to make up these things. ”

“…… But you remember to change the beef burger to a chicken burger, but you forgot to prepare a vegetarian hamburger! Minister! Harry sighed.

“…… Belch? Are burgers vegetarian too? Chancellor Potter said with some confusion.

“…… At least in India, lentil filling, it tastes weird. And the Indian guests also think that this is an international standard. Harry replied with a pout, reaching out to a nearby dining table, "...... Take a closer look at the way these Indian guests eat burgers! ”

David. Chancellor Potter looked up. Suddenly, I saw that Barlam, the leader of the delegation of the Indian Paranormal Agency, was reaching out and grabbing a Big Mac hamburger, taking out the two pieces of chicken with sauce in the middle and throwing them into the trash, and then eating only the three slices of bread as if no one was around...... And not far from him, there are several craggy bones. A representative of a black African paranormal who resembles a refugee. He was pointing and pointing at the head of the Ballam regiment with a tangled face, and the general meaning of his words was vague: "Are the Indians showing off their wealth to us?" Eat only bread and throw away the meat? ”

My God! Chancellor Potter rolled his eyes twitching, and as he turned his head and ordered the waiter to bring some bread, small pieces of cake, and dessert, he raised his glass and smiled as he walked over to Captain Ballam to talk, trying to stop him from continuing to be embarrassed.

“…… Dear Mr. Ballam, I am really sorry to hear that the dishes do not seem to be to your taste......"

“…… Oh. It doesn't matter, I really like the venue where this banquet was held. Captain Ballam wiped his mouth with a napkin. Smiled and showed two rows of white fangs while looking up at the ceiling that had been used to create the illusion of a twinkling starry sky and a floating candle with a holographic projector, "...... Back when I first watched the Harry Potter movies as a kid, I dreamed of being able to have dinner in this wonderful place, even if it was just a glass of pumpkin juice...... However, the time of this dinner was not very well arranged, and it seemed to be a little too early. My friends aren't hungry yet......"

The minister was then puzzled: "...... What does that mean? It's already half past seven, isn't it too early? He whispered to Harry.

“…… Your Excellency, in India, breakfast is generally served after 10 o'clock in the morning, lunch is served after 2 o'clock in the afternoon, and dinner is served at least after 9 o'clock in the evening. Harry explained, "...... So it's really too early for him......"

And Ballam's words continue," ...... Although the scenery of Britain is intoxicating, the temperature is so cold that it makes your teeth chatter......"

“…… Is it cold now? The coldest snowy days are long gone! The Chancellor bit Harry's ear again in confusion.

“…… Chancellor, in Mr. Ballam's hometown, the annual minimum temperature seems to be around 60 degrees (the Fahrenheit used in England, which is equivalent to 15 degrees Celsius). So, the Scottish Highlands in March are like arctic ice fields to him......" Harry replied.

Then, Balram calmly said even more powerful words, "...... The most surprising thing about my time in England was that there was not a single cow on any street in any city, even in the middle of nowhere, nor a dog, nor a monkey, nor a goat, or even an elephant. It made me suddenly feel so much about missing my hometown......"

“…… Harry, is an Indian city really such an open-air zoo? Chancellor Potter whispered to Harry in surprise.

“…… That's right, Your Excellency. Harry replied quietly, "...... Even on the streets of downtown New Delhi, there is always the possibility of seeing an elephant swaggering in the middle of the road, sharing a road with other vehicles and passers-by, as if the Indian traffic police never take the elephant into their eyes. ”

“…… God, I finally understand that your wand weishenme will be stolen by monkeys in a five-star hotel in India......"

The three of them chatted a little bit like this, and the bread, cakes, and desserts of the waiters in the restaurant had not yet been delivered, and a few blonde and blue-eyed Ukrainian call girls came up with a smile and a small bag of freshly baked marijuana, the first shiyan sexual harvest from the hemp fields of Hogsmeade Village. I saw them swarming into the arms of the young and wealthy young master Ballam, flirting with provocative gestures, and even offering hot kisses. Ballam grinned as he took the marijuana cigarettes they had offered, reaching out to rub oil on their breasts and buttocks......

Looking at this fragrant and depraved scene, the Minister of the Ministry of Magic couldn't help but sigh repeatedly, "...... Hey, smoking marijuana, drinking cocktails, and cuddling the prettiest senior bitch from London's red light district...... It's the first time I've seen a vegetarian with such a debauchery and debauchery lifestyle......"

However, before he could finish his sentence, Harry was killed. Permanent Undersecretary Gordon patted his shoulder lightly, "...... It's time for us to go, Chancellor. ”

“…… Belch? What the? Where is this going? Chancellor Potter asked as he was dragged away by Harry, his face full of confusion.

“…… Hogsmeade Village, Three Broomsticks Bar, has a secret meeting going tonight. Harry replied briefly, grabbing a magic broom from the corner, "...... Everyone else has already arrived, so I'll have to use this thing in a hurry, so please be sure to hurry up and ...... later" (to be continued......