As one of the most dangerous magical creatures in the world, the fire dragon is terrifying not only because of its dragon breath and high defense, but also because of its huge size.

But the largest fire dragon is generally more than 20 meters.

In today's magical world, there is no hundred-meter-long fire dragon at all, just like Quetzalcoatl, which has long been completely extinct.

The only way to see a 100-meter dragon is to visit the excavated fossil remains, and Rove and Shirley saw one last year in the Romanian Dragon Sanctuary!

It was the bones of a dragon dug up by the dwarfs in the mines......

But the strange thing is that the fire dragon fossil that was excavated not long ago suddenly disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

The Romanian Fire Dragon Sanctuary immediately launched an investigation, but nothing was found, and it also caused a bad relationship between the dwarfs and the wizards.

Rove never expected that after a year, he would almost forget about this incident and see this fossil in the Department of Mysteries of the British Ministry of Magic.

The British Muggle government is the number one-stirring stick in Europe, could it be that the Ministry of Magic is doing this kind of dirty work, deliberately provoking Romanian wizards and dwarfs to fight among themselves?

Rove stood under the dragon skeleton, looking left and right, full of curiosity, and even reached out to touch the fossil, he was a little suspicious and unconfident: "Is this really it?" ”

"It's it." Shirley blinked her long autumn eyes, and said in a very sure tone, "I remember very clearly, that fire dragon fossil is missing a bone claw, and the skull is cracked. ”

Rove looked up, and it was indeed as the girl said...... The details are accurate.

It seems that the thief has been found!

"What are you talking about?" Hermione wondered.

Rove gave a quick recount of the lost fossils of the Romanian fire dragon last year.

"Impossible." Tonks retorted, "How could we possibly rob someone else's stuff." ”

"Isn't there enough to rob?" Rove rolled his eyes and said: "You can judge from your chest, how many artifacts are there in the British Museum that are your own?" ”

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Alas, the British have a bad nature, and they like to take good things for themselves.

Just then, the door opened again, and the middle-aged man had taken care of Professor McGonagall's affairs and welcomed them into the office.

It is said to be an office, but it is actually a small, dark and messy room with only a desk and a bookshelf that can accommodate up to five people.

On the stone walls around it, there are also four small doors.

Rove noticed that there was a sign on the man's chest that read:

The Silent Man:

Roderick Bodø!

The staff of the Department of Mysteries are referred to as the Silencers, as the name suggests...... The Silent Man.

They never divulge their work in the Department of Mysteries to anyone else, and rarely interact with other departments.

As a result, many officials at the Ministry of Magic don't even know that there is such a department as the Department of Mysteries.

Rove sat down in his chair and pulled out a library card and handed it over.

Looking at the grade number of the document filled out on the library card, Bode shook his head and said:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Scamander...... This document is top secret, beyond my authority, and must be approved by the Director himself. ”

"Take me to your director." Rove said softly.

The card was applied for by Newt and needed to be signed by both the Minister and the Director of the Department of Mysteries in order to borrow top-secret documents.

Fudge had already signed it, but it was still missing the approval of the Director of the Department of Mysteries...... Rove is here to sign today.

Bode walked to the second door on his left, he knocked lightly, and the old voice came from inside the door: "What's the matter, Bode?" ”

"Mr. Director, a wizard has applied to borrow a top-secret document, which is beyond my signing authority, and you need to approve and sign it in person."

"Well, let him in."

The door creaked open, and Bode whispered, "You can go in alone." ”

Rove stood up, told Shirley and Hermione to wait, and then walked briskly into the room, where he pushed the door open and entered a dark room.

It was a large room, with turquoise flames dancing on the twenty-meter-high ceiling, shiny black marble walls and flickering on the ceiling, and the whole room was bathed in an emerald light.

A wizard sat in a chair, and through the dim light, the boy could barely see that he was an old man, his face wrinkled like tree bark.

Rove handed over the document, and the old man just glanced at it, then shook his head and said, "My approval still doesn't pass." ”

"Mr. Director, for nearly half a century, my grandfather has been applying to the Department of Mysteries to consult the notes left by Aixis, but you have refused each time.

Is there any particular reason? ”

"The Dementors that Axis has studied for a long time, and his notes are too dangerous." The old man shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be borrowed, it should be sealed forever." ”

"But IMHO." "Even Minister Fudge agreed, so why do you keep refusing."

If I'm not mistaken, the minister's order should be the maximum......"

"Kid, don't use the minister to press me." The old man said:

"The Department of Mysteries existed before the Ministry of Magic was formed, and it has a great deal of autonomy to ignore the intervention of the Minister of Magic."

"Back then, a powerful man like Rudolphus Lystrange tried to close the Department of Mysteries, but failed, and I quickly ousted him from his position as minister."

"Ladolphus Lestrange?" Rove frowned, what an unfamiliar name.

"It seems that the young people nowadays have never heard of this famous iron-blooded minister." The old man pursed his lips lightly and said with a smile:

"Legstrange was the Minister of Magic from 1835 to 1841."

A minister more than two hundred years ago?

Rove couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, opened his eyes wide, and said, "I beg my offense, Mr. Director, how old are you this year?" ”

"I went to school together with Minister Faris Spavon at Slytherin College." The old man blinked and said:

"Faris Spavin should know, right?"

Rove certainly knew about Faris Spavon, and they had met at Nicol's funeral last year.

Faris Spavon is the longest-serving Minister of Magic ever, and he was 109 years old when he became a minister.

And Faris Spavin was born in 1756, in other words, the old man in front of him...... He is also more than two hundred years old.

Rove sighed, no wonder he didn't care about Newt...... Compared to this one, Dumbledore was young.

"Kid, is that basilisk okay?" The old man suddenly asked in a snake voice.

"Huh?" Rove looked confused.

"No need to hide." The old man sniffled and hissed in an old snake voice:

"I can smell a familiar smell in you, I haven't smelled it for almost two hundred years, and I miss it a little."

Rove said in disbelief: "You are?" ”

"My name is ......," the old man said calmly, "Corvinus Gaunt." ”

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