On the west coast of Los Angeles, California, a Segpunk-style building stands tall in the heart of the downtown area, with a magical and rebellious exterior that seems out of place with the surrounding buildings.

Most passers-by have turned a blind eye to the tall building, as if they have become accustomed to it, or have not noticed it in the first place.

"The genius wizard closest to Merlin has experienced Waterloo in Europe. Rick, didn't you charm a high-ranking member of the Ministry of Magic? ”

In the upper floors of the building, there is an office.

A young man in a black suit with a rose pattern and purple tie leaned on the president's table, feeling that this posture was not very comfortable, he sat directly on the table, without any gentlemanly style, after twisting his hips to find the most comfortable position, he lowered his head and smiled and teased the young man in front of him.

"Cord, if the words are misnoxical, don't blame me for sending you to Dr. Hannibal and asking him to give you a free minor operation. And your tie is really ugly. ”

The young man who was looking down and was packing up his documents raised his head, revealing a delicate and handsome face, and frowned his sword eyebrows to warn the friend and partner in front of him.

"Fack! This tie is the most popular style of the year! You look at the rose pattern embroidery, you look at the color again! How beautiful, how ........"

In the face of Rick Graves' warning, Cord laughed, but heard him actually say that his tie was ugly, and suddenly turned into an ant on a hot pot, stood up and grabbed his tie with one hand and pointed at it at Rick, and began to popularize this tie.

As a tieist, he couldn't hear anyone say his tie.

If it were someone else, he might just pull out his wand and turn that rude guy into a mermaid in the sewers.

But in front of him is Rick Graves, a secret Auror of the Magical Congress of the United States.

As a sworn friend, he knew that the dark wizard who died at Rick's hands had broken through double digits, and that he was just an inferior student who barely graduated from Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

He is still self-aware of which is stronger or weaker in terms of force.

For Cod's tie culture, Rick can already recite it backwards. He really didn't want to listen to it anymore, so he hurriedly scolded loudly.

"Shut up! Cord, if you want to say one more word, I will tell my aunt about your secret participation in the party of the Maji world, as well as the driving with the Maji. ”

"Oh no! Rick, you promised me not to reveal anything about Uma! ”

Cod stared at Rick with wide eyes, leaning forward to grab his collar with his hand. "You know, we love each other from the bottom of our hearts!"

"I'm just warning you, don't forget your last name, Twelve Trees. Your family is the last thing you want to see a wizard entangled with a No-Maj. What's more, your mother has finally entered the Magic Congress, and if she knows, what will be the consequences. You should be clear. ”

The Twelve Trees is a long-established wizarding family in the United States, and its family is highly famous in the American wizarding world, and the main members of the family are also active in the political center of the Wizarding Congress all year round. But a hundred years ago, a silly white sweet appeared in the Twelve Trees family, and she fell in love with a wizard-hating No-Maji.

Naively, she told the No-Maj the secrets of the wizarding world, which exposed the addresses of the Magic Congress of the United States and the Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, most of the wizards' gathering places, and wizards' home addresses.

Its bad effects were a headache for the Magical Congress of the United States at the time, and at its worst, they sent all the members of Congress to solve the mess for her.

Since then, the Magical Congress of the United States has passed a Rappaport law, which stipulates that wizards strictly enforce the separation between No-Maj and the wizarding world, that wizards are not allowed to make friends or intermarry with No-Maj, and that there is severe punishment for being close to No-Maj.

Although this law was repealed in 1965, it was also repealed in name, and most of the old families or wizarding families who were persecuted by the Majs were allowed to abide by this law.

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Communication with No-Maji is also limited to communication necessary for daily life.

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At this point, the Paraporte Law became a thorn in the heart of every member of the Twelve Trees family.

That stupid white sweet member not only brought shame on the family, but also forced the entire family to withdraw from the Magic Congress.

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Rick slapped Cord's hand away and placed all the paperwork on the president's desk in front of him, then looked up at Cord and found that he was still standing there after listening to his words, his face gloomy and his eyes were dull.

Cod's reaction was visibly struck, piercing his inner defenses. Let Graves feel refreshed. After avenging the revenge of the "prosperous beauty", he decided to let Kede go,

"Well, like you, I don't think the laws of Rappaport are not suitable for the wizarding world now, and the world will change after the millennium, and no one will stop you from being with a No-Maje." Rick reached out and patted Cord on the shoulder.

"After I went to Europe, I needed you to sit in the Spotted Mansion, and you might be a big man in the newspapers a lot in the future.

If you don't manage your private life, you will be checked by the meter every minute.

Corde, I'm sure you don't make the mistakes of your ancestors, and I believe that Thurman is a kind girl, but the upper echelons of the Magic Congress don't think so. ”

Rick looked into Cord's eyes, and the two looked at each other.

"Cod, the wizarding world needs change, and change starts with little wizards. Let's not forget our true mission. ”

"Fake, don't use the Dementor on me. I will manage my private life and not let any Auror, nay, any wizard find out my secrets. ”

Cod clenched his fist and smacked Rick's chest, feigning anger.

"It's you who are too weak to blame me. It's getting late, you go to Alice and Charlotte and they go to the conference room. We need a meeting before I go. ”

After receiving Cord's punch, Rick didn't get angry, after all, it didn't hurt or itch, so he didn't have to care. With Cod back to normal, Rick thinks it's time to get down to business.

"Do you really think the deal is worth it? Rick. I heard that there was a lot of chaos in the UK. ”

"Cord, Dumbledore is the most famous wizard in the wizarding world right now, and if you want to knock on the entire European market, it is difficult to do it without his support."

Seeing what Cord wanted to say, Rick immediately urged him to inform the heads of the other departments to go to the conference room for a meeting.

Looking at the silver metal door that had been shut, Rick sat down in his chair and began to ponder, and after a while, his eyes looked at the drawer under the president's desk. Leaning forward to pull the drawer open, an open envelope lay inside.

Rick bent down and took out the envelope with one hand, removing the letter inside. Look at the lines written on it again. chuckled and whispered to himself.

"This world is so wonderful, I thought it was just a passerby. I didn't expect to get involved... I don't know if that savior is really exactly the same as in the memory of his previous life? But even that adult is what he remembers, and nine times out of ten it's the movie world..."

The letter in Rick's hand is somewhat special, although it is also a parchment letter, but it is much more delicate than ordinary parchment, and the front of the letter has a golden patterned border, and the four footers are entrenched by four creatures, namely the lion, the goshawk, the honey badger, and the viper.

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Dear Mr. Graves,

Following the unanimous decision of the Board of Trustees, you will be invited to become a member of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and Headmaster Dumbledore will recommend you to be our Defence Against the Dark Arts professor.