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After all, he doesn't like to deal with too many people, and he naturally rejects those complicated social relationships. Behind www.biquge.info complicated human minds, he always reminds him of the Dursleys.

"Come on. George encouraged, "If you can master the advanced form of the Animagus at the end of the summer vacation." Then in the face of the siege of the Death Eaters, you also have the strength to fight, and when you face Voldemort, you also have a chance to escape. ”

He wouldn't exaggerate the content of his training, and in this situation, Voldemort's resurrected body was too powerful. To a certain extent, even Harry had lost the possibility of confronting Voldemort.

In the face of Voldemort now, the only thing that even the most powerful wizards can do is to fight for a chance to escape.

But this strength is enough against others, but it is enough against those Death Eaters.

The two of them pressed their minds and resumed training again, and Harry reverted back to his Animagus form, realizing the source of magic that lurked deep within his body.

George continued to temper his body, strengthening every bit of his body to the extreme, so as to cope with the next challenges.

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It's July 8th, and today is the day of the International Confederation of Wizards.

George got up early, didn't delay after the morning exercise, and quickly changed into a solemn magic robe.

He said goodbye to his family, and the apparition appeared on a depressed side street.

It's an old, secluded alley with just a few run-down looking offices, a tavern, and a few abandoned-looking cars, and the whole street looks like it's deserted and uninhabited.

Fudge was already waiting respectfully, dressed in gray magical robes and wearing a gray rounded wizard hat.

"Mr. Soros, you're here. He said respectfully, "The wizarding representatives of France and the United States have already decided to support us, and we have the advantage in today's meeting." ”

"Well done," encouraged Georges, "that communication with the wizards of France and the United States can continue, and the wizards of Russia will not give up easily." In the confrontation after that, we also need the support of other countries, and exchanges between countries can take this opportunity to become closer. ”

He was not only thinking about Russia, whether it was dealing with Voldemort or implementing his initiatives to change the wizarding world in the future, the British wizarding community would not be independent of the world.

In his opinion, there was no need for the wizarding world to strictly distinguish between one country after another. As an absolute minority in the world, wizards should unite, and the power and influence of wizards should be united.

Fudge nodded busily and said, "The representatives of France and the United States have great admiration for your strength, sir, and they would like to be able to meet you after the meeting." ”

He looked at George with some nervousness, waiting for his big deal, it was not so easy to say that the wizarding representatives of France and the United States were at the same time. Especially when his position as Minister of Magic was not secure, he did not rely on George's name.

"Well, I want to meet them too. George nodded slightly, satisfied.

As he jumps out of the cramped cage of Hogwarts, as he walks into the vastness of the whole world. He will not be in contact with students, not teachers, but wizards from the whole world. Representatives of wizards in France and the United States, he should indeed meet in advance.

Fudge was overjoyed, and he couldn't stop smiling on his face.

Then, he said with some hesitation, "Mr. Soros, according to the regulations of the Ministry of Magic, we need to enter the Ministry of Magic through the guest passage. ”

Many of the Ministry of Magic's regulations have a long history, and even he struggles to obtain privileges.

George nodded noncommittally, "Lead the way." ”

Fudge led George into the tavern, which was deserted, with a few round tables of mahogany laid out in the lobby.

An old man, sitting at the bar, ignoring people.

Fudge didn't greet the old man, but led George straight through the crooked round table and into the back kitchen.

They continued to walk forward and came to a somewhat small and gloomy room.

Fudge walked over to a large cabinet in the room, pointed his wand at it, and whispered a few words.

The cabinets are separated from the left and right, revealing small cubicles, like those old elevators that are about to be scrapped, inside, and on the walls around it are plastered with some strange characters and old advertising leaflets.

Fudge turned back to George, "Mr. Soros, we're going to go underground through this teleportation room." ”

They walked into the teleportation room, and Fudge tapped lightly on several advertisement spots on the wall of the teleportation room.

A woman's voice rang out in the cubicle.

"This is the Ministry of Magic's Guest Reception Center, welcome to the Ministry of Magic, please state your name and what to do. ”

Fudge hurriedly said, "I'm Cornelius Fudge, Minister of Magic, and I'm accompanying Mr. George Soros, and we need to go to the fifth floor for the International Wizards Conference." ”

The voice said softly, "Yes, Mr. Minister. According to the rules, you will need to accompany the guest to the security checkpoint for inspection and register the guest's magic wand, which is at the end of the main hall. ”

"I know this, please hurry. Fudge said unhappily, and he whispered, "Damn the rules." ”

Then, the door to the cubicle closed, and the chamber slowly vibrated and sank underneath. As the compartment sank, it made a monotonous, tiresome grinding sound.

After about a minute, the door to the cubicle opened again.

"It's already time sir. Fudge whispered.

George stepped out of the cubicle and walked out. They were now standing at the end of a long golden hall with a polished dark wooden floor.

The peacock-blue ceiling is inlaid with glittering gold symbols, constantly moving and changing, like a giant bulletin board.

The walls on all four sides are lined with dark wood panels of jet black and shiny, and many gilded fireplaces are embedded in the boards. Every few seconds, with a soft pop, a wizard pops out of one of the fireplaces on the left. And on the right, there are several people waiting in line in front of each fireplace waiting to leave.

In the middle of the foyer is a fountain. In a circular waterhole stands a group of solid gold statues, larger than a life. The tallest of them all was a noble wizard holding a wand high and pointing to the sky.

Surrounding him were a beautiful witch, a centaur, a goblin, and a house-elf. The centaurs, elves, and house-elves all looked up at the two wizards with infinite adoration.

(To be continued.) )