The Dementors who disappeared around Easter were able to "go home" on their own after a few months of disappearance, which was indeed unexpected.

He thought that that guy was also captured by some magizoologist as research material, and even felt a little sympathetic, it seems that he thought too much.

The Dementor is back, and of course has to ask where it went.

According to it, it was Peter Pettigrew who was chasing Peter Pettigrew on Easter Day and strayed into a cave in the Forbidden Forest and got lost in it.

This explanation doesn't seem to be faulty, and Fudge has no choice but to leave it alone.

The group rode back to the Ministry of Magic.

Stepping into the deserted hall, Fudge frowned, beckoned, and when Umbridge approached, asked:

"What about the British Ministry of Magic delegation?"

"Mr. Minister," Umbridge said, leaning into Fudge's ear and snorting in a voice.

"Barty Crouch had already set off with them half an hour ago."

"Didn't I say I'd wait until I got back from Azkaban?" Fudge's voice was instantly cold, and his eyebrows were twisted together.

"Barty Crouch, don't you know yet? He won't wait for anyone at all. ”

Umbridge whispered, "You suspended him for another year, and demoted him two levels in a row, and it is inevitable that he will be resentful and disobey your orders." ”

"He's no longer the director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation, and he dares to pose in front of me." Fudge squinted his eyes and said gloomily:

"When he comes back from Berlin, let him be demoted two levels in a row, and be able to be a good ordinary clerk, thank God."

Rove, who was standing on the sidelines, listened to this, and could only look at his nose and nose, pretending not to hear.

Barty Crouch and Fudge have been political enemies for many years, and the two were competing for the position of Minister of Magic, so they have long had a lot of feuds.

Last year, taking advantage of Sirius Black's wrongdoing, Fudge directly suspended Crouch for a full year.

Crouch had just recently returned to the Ministry of Magic after completing his investigation...... Fudge, of course, was upset.

Rove thought for a moment and said, "Mr. Minister, I'd better take the Orient Express to Berlin by myself." ”

He was going to Austria with Dumbledore, but before that, Dumbledore needed to go to Berlin, Germany, for this summer's International Council of Wizards.

So, Rove had to go to Berlin first and wait for Dumbledore's meeting to end.

"Rove, it's been a special time recently, and wizards who go to Germany have to go through strict inspections......"

Fudge glanced at the box in Rove's hand, he didn't want the boy to be taken down by the German Ministry of Magic and imprisoned in the famous Oxstad prison as soon as he got off the train.

"It's better to go with the British delegation to Berlin, it's much less risky."

"But isn't Mr. Crouch already gone?" Rove said.

"Minister, the International Confederation of Wizards has sent a floating dragon ship." Umbridge interjected: "This will not leave the territory of the United Kingdom yet, and can use the Floo network." ”

"That's right!" Fudge's eyes lit up and said, "Immediately let the Floo Network Administration, contact the floating dragon ship, and connect with their fireplace......"

Since Fudge said so, Rove stopped insisting and waited quietly.

With orders from the Minister of Magic, the Flyway Network Authority quickly got in touch with the ship and connected to the flyway network.

After saying goodbye to Fudge, Rov walked over to the fireplace, grabbed a pinch of Floo powder, and sprinkled it into the fire.

"Floating Dragon Ship."

After the boy finished speaking, his body flew into the air, as if he had been sucked into a huge socket hole, and a feeling of dizziness hit him.

By the time the swirling green flames had faded, he had appeared in a gilded fireplace.

Rove walked out of the fireplace in a daze, only to see a young wizard rush out of the corridor on the other side and crash into him.

Rove staggered, looked up, and saw that it was a girl of sixteen or seventeen, with long black hair tied into a delicate braid with a red-gold headband, hanging diagonally over her left shoulder.

The girl fell to the ground, and she screamed and touched her aching buttocks.

Rove hurriedly helped her up and asked, "Are you okay?" ”

There was the sound of hurried footsteps in the distance, and I saw three wizards wearing standard robes, running quickly.

The girl's face changed, and she ran away, but Rove didn't understand the situation and didn't meddle to stop her.

The girl was very fast, and around the corner, she met another house-elf.

This time, the girl did not bump into the other party, but nimbly dodged sideways, and grabbed a horn cup full of wine from the tray in her hand.

Rove suddenly saw that a pink purse had fallen from the place where the girl had just fallen, and he bent down to pick it up, and was about to check it when three pursuing wizards finally ran to him.

They were all wearing the same robes, and on their chests hung a golden figure of a floating dragon, which appeared to be the staff of the floating dragon ship.

"Sorry...... Sir, did you see the witch running in which direction? A tall man asked panting.

Rove didn't hide it, pointing to the corridor on the left and said, "She ran in that direction." ”

"Thank you!"

The two wizards continued to chase after him, and the tall man remained, looking at Rove and saying:

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Rove Scamander?"

"That's right, it's me." Rove nodded, "You know me?" ”

"Well, I've seen your picture in the Daily Prophet." The tall wizard laughed:

"My name is Carmel, and I'm a member of the crew of this floating dragon ship.

The Ministry of Magic just communicated with us and knew you were going to use the fireplace...... Shall I take you to the room of the British delegation? ”

"Thank you, Mr. Carmel." Rove carried his black suitcase and walked forward with him, curious:

"What happened to that girl just now?"

"The ship received delegations from various countries to Berlin for the International Confederation of Wizards." Carmel explains:

"But the girl didn't have any permission from the Ministry of Magic, she was smuggled."

The two of them walked through the hallway and soon arrived at a huge room, where the sitting wizard looked up at Rove.

This room is full of officials from the British Ministry of Magic, so naturally everyone knows this blonde boy.

"Mr. Barty Crouch, I brought Mr. Rove Scamander here." After Carmel finished speaking, he said goodbye and left.

Barty Crouch was a man in his fifties, with a short mustache trimmed like a slide ruler, his robe spotless, not even wrinkled, and his shoes polished.

Crouch glanced at Rove and said coldly:

"Bertha, take Mr. Scamander to your room."

"Yes, Mr. Crouch." A chubby witch with curly blonde hair walked over quickly, and said with a smile on her face:

"Mr. Scamander, please go this way."

Rove followed her to his room, and when Bertha had left, he placed the box on the table and took out the pink bag that the girl had just dropped.

Rove opened his wallet to check for information, but was stunned.

He flipped his wallet over and shook it slightly, only to see a large pile of things falling:

Bundles of unicorn hair, a handful of phoenix tail feathers, werewolf hair, river monster dorsal spines, yew wood, snake wood, spruce wood, plane wood, ......

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