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Published at 17th of May 2022 10:08:34 AM


Chapter 697: The man in the picture

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The dragon flapped the air with its wings happily, rising higher and higher, breathing excitedly from its mouth.

"You want to fly?" Felix said to himself on the dragon's back, "Fly then, and I'll show you the direction."

His words were told in a peculiar way to the giant dragon below him. The giant dragon let out a cheerful roar in the sky, then flapped its wings, bathed in the golden glow above the clouds, and flew towards Hogwarts Castle.

On the other side, the wizards of Diagon Alley still haven't figured out what's going on.

A few minutes ago, a big hole suddenly exploded in the roof of Gringotts, and the huge roar instantly attracted the attention of the half-street. They moved their gazes in unison, and witnessed an old dragon with scars crawling out of the hole. The head sticks out, followed by the **** wings and the claws wrapped in chains. The dragon is lying on the roof, looking up and still for a few seconds, like a huge alternative decoration.

Fred and George looked out from the second floor of Weasley's Witchcraft and Wizardry, making sounds of surprise.

"That's the dragon guarding the vault? I've always wanted to see it with my own eyes."

"Oh, come on, our family's vault is not qualified to be guarded by dragons. Wow! It looks really cool, how about we hire Lupin a dragon magic lamp?" one of them suggested.

"I like the idea," said another voice in a similar voice. "It has to be more than twenty feet. I remember Professor Hepp showing it at the Quidditch World Cup and never seeing it again. It's a waste."

More than thirty Aurors appeared, who had been nearby before, but none of them acted rashly. The dragon raised its head and spewed out a cloud of flames, scaring the people on the street to scream, and they stumbled away, for fear of being affected. But the giant dragon stepped on it hard, and took advantage of its **** wings to fly up. It flew higher and higher and turned into a black dot.

It didn't take long for Ms. Burns to emerge from the inside, intact, calmly directing the Aurors to take over the scene.

The large hole in the Gringotts roof was quickly repaired, and Ms. Burns turned back as if nothing had happened, save for two more Aurors at the entrance of Gringotts Bank.

Fred and George withdrew their contented glances and descended the stairs. The store is full of dazzling goods, noisy and moving gadgets everywhere, but now it's empty and the customers are going to watch the fun. The two looked out the window through the poster on the window, were quiet for a while, and then spoke at the same time.

"Joint announcement from the Ministry of Magic and Future World—"

"What do you think of that notice—one"

The two blinked and laughed.

Early this morning, staff from the Ministry of Magic sent a notice to every shop in Diagon Alley inviting all shopkeepers to come to Sword Castle to discuss important matters over the weekend.

But they actually got the inside information earlier, when Penello (the twins now love her dearly and affectionately call her the Percy Explorer) revealed that Percy had been busy recently perfecting a lengthy report on the future of the wizarding world. A business plan with Muggles, the product list covers potions, books, magic items, clothing, food and other categories.

It's a massive project, with a lot of detail and enough detail to make a first-time reader big.

"There is no way around the future world company. Lupin and I applied to be responsible for this part of the work," Penello said grumpily: "Otherwise I may not be able to see your brother in a few years. Oh, I do it now What? Picking up on his report, of course!"

"Obviously, she's enjoying it," Fred concluded.

Since the Wizarding Muggle negotiation has not really begun, it is only the first step of the whole plan.

Outside Weasley's Witchcraft and Wizardry, Tonks, Ron, and Collins came in chatting and laughing behind several guests.

"The vigilance mission has been cancelled," Tonks said cordially, with pink hair in a good mood. "Everyone was worried before. Scrimgeour persuaded Ms. Burns not to take risks, but she still insisted... ...Fortunately, the result is good." After speaking, she looked around with great interest.

"What happened to the dragon?" Fred asked.

"It was an accident, disrepair or something," said Ron.

"It doesn't sound very convincing," George said.

"There's no way they had a fight in there, right?" Ron shrugged, pulling a wizard chess piece from his pocket and turning it around his fingertips.

Fred raised his eyebrows.

"If I go to check the dancing wizard chess in the store now, I won't find a knight missing?"

"Go for it." Ron said, "By the way, I was just about to say, I've become an Animagus... Did Ginny snitch with you?\"

"You became an Animagus?" Collins said in surprise.

Tonks slowed for a while, and reluctantly took his eyes away from a doll who could hit people, and asked confirmingly, "Animagos?" Her hair began to transition to a dazzling violet color.

"It's easy," said Ron, pretending not to care.

"That's right," said George, nodding. "It's just the ones I know." He turned to look at Fred. "How many? Harry, Hermione, Neville, the little girl from Abbott's house. , I can't count."

"I don't know either, but Cedric has been holding on to "Today's Transfiguration" a lot recently." Fred replied with a stern face.

Ron's hair was pulled up from his head.

"Can you guys not take down your brother's stand?" Ron complained softly when Tonks and Collins happily picked up the store's merchandise.

Fred and George looked at each other and said in unison, "Sorry—no way."

Ron raised the wizard chess piece in his hand and muttered, "Have you seen these two guys? Remember their hateful faces, I'll get revenge sooner or later, but it's all up to you."

The dragon flew all the way north, enjoying the hard-won freedom. Standing on its broad back, Felix simply used magic to heal the dragon's **** wound, shaved off the chains, and then opened his eyes to the scene in the clouds.

He stroked the long spikes on the dragon's spine with one hand, and looked like a captain holding a mast.

"Fly steady," he ordered.

They passed grey and green towns and fields, and soon the scene became monotonous and repetitive. Felix called Sniff out of his silver pocket watch to play cards. Having had the experience of sitting on the flying carpet in the North Pole, Varun quickly adapted to it, and ran around excitedly on the dragon's back. The huge spikes were pillars to it.

"You've lost again, Warren," Felix said triumphantly.

Warren's black eyes stared at the air in front of him. The phantom of Niu Niu, which was transformed from the wizard's card, was knocked away by an unpretentious spell, turned over a dozen somersaults, and turned into a puff of blue smoke and was thrown behind him. It smacked its lips, feeling that something was wrong, and looked at Felix suspiciously.

"I'm not cheating," Felix swore.

Warren scratched the cards randomly, trying to find the flaw. This is a new deck of cards, and some new cards have been added on the basis of the original. The big devil said that it is to increase the playability. That's true. Warren found a lot of cards that sparkled with gold when the effect was activated, and he liked it very much.

But after playing there, its win rate plummeted.

"Ha!"

Warren couldn't think of the reason himself, so he decided to find a chance to ask Hermione. The height of the sun lowered again, the golden light on the clouds gradually became dim, the dragon began to descend, and Varun ran to the top of the dragon's head. Its weight was like a feather, and it had no effect on the dragon at all.

Warren recognized a cluster of towering castle complexes among the mountains.

Felix patted the dragon's back, "Your identity is a bit sensitive. Well, it's not really anything, but in order to reduce trouble, I'll put a blindfold on you before sending you to Charlie."

The dragon roared, indicating that he understood.

I will listen to you.

Then its size began to shrink sharply, Warren hurried back, climbed Felix's shoulder and looked down, the dragon as big as the small square shrank from sixty to seventy feet long to half, and soon even Getting down is exhausting.

The dragon whimpered twice, trying to open his cloudy eyes.

"Don't worry," Felix reassured, standing in the air next to it, before giving the order, "Put your wings away."

The giant dragon is not a giant dragon now. It looks twice as big as Valen. The shrunk dragon folded its wings obediently, then fell straight down, and was caught by Felix. With its wings folded, it looks smaller and even a little pitiful.

Felix fell downwards, and when he reached a certain height, his free hand made several gestures, and the Hogwarts defense did not stop him, and he continued to fall.

Inside the castle, Professor McGonagall flipped through the documents. She had just contacted Madame Maxime, and the two exchanged their school's defense measures and school opening times. The British Ministry of Magic had been moving continuously during this period. For reference, France and some The European Ministry of Magic has also stepped aside from the International Confederation of Wizards and Wizards to engage with the Muggle government.

She heard a knock on the window, and when she looked up she saw Felix wave at her from the window.

"You're the vice-principal now, Felix." Professor McGonagall opened the window angrily and stared at him as he came in from outside. Warren had already jumped down first, far away from Felix. He didn't want to accompany him. Train together.

Professor McGonagall led Felix over, and said angrily as he walked, "What if you are seen, and what are you holding in your hand?"

A clear lizard. ' Felix said calmly, spewing two sparks from the dragon's nose.

Professor McGonagall ignored his nonsense, lowered her head and looked closely at the creature half-lying on the small table flapping its wings blankly, and then her eyebrows were twisted together fiercely.

"Is this... a dragon? Or a Ukrainian iron belly?

"Cough, if anyone else asks, I'll just say it's a mutant lizard, and there are some problems with its origin." Felix said honestly, Professor McGonagall glared at him with an expression that would not stop until he got an answer. "Well, it's from Gringotts," he said briefly.

Professor McGonagall frowned at first, then opened his brows.

"The Goblin Brotherhood, another goblin subversion group that operates secretly?" The so-called subversion is naturally subversion of the wizard.

"It doesn't count," Felix shook his head, "they at least act in public, and they don't promote violence, at least on the surface." He told Professor McGonagall, "This is very rare among goblins. "

Cross-eyed Bodrick didn't want the peace talks to go smoothly, so he intentionally caused the dragon guarding the vault to make some noise. Of course, he didn't care if a few wizards died in the process, it was an accident anyway. Felix didn't care either.

Professor McGonagall was not involved in the Ministry of Magic. After knowing that it would not affect the negotiation with the goblin, she turned to talk about other things.

"The situation of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang is similar to ours. Their Ministry of Magic is in secret contact with the Muggle government, and the information is not made public." She glanced at Felix and smiled, "Your first two The actions of the day have not only affected decision-making in the UK, but other countries as well.”

Felix nodded, the result was as expected.

As the first Ministry of Magic to openly communicate with the Muggle government, Hogwarts and the British Ministry of Magic have attracted the attention of the whole world, including the International Confederation of Wizards, watching every move here, waiting for the first official The results of the negotiations come out.

If acceptable, the negotiation in the near future may become a benchmark for communication between the magical and non-magical worlds. Felix has seen many observers sent by other countries at the Ministry of Magic in the past two days.

"Other than that, Vagado followed the Hogwarts practice and built a shelter around the school, where some exposed wizards lived temporarily."

"The semi-public mediums, soothsayers, and occult sects?"

"I heard that even Muggles who do juggling get a lot of harassment," said Professor McGonagall eccentrically. "There are also wizards in the tribe, which are relatively exclusive and inaccessible to outsiders. Castrobuse magic in Brazil. The school is hidden in the rainforest and the conditions are harsh, so don’t worry about it for the time being.”

"Where's Ilvermorny? You left out the school."

"Ilvermorny is different from other schools." There was a trace of sadness on Professor McGonagall's face, "The living environment of wizards is not optimistic - you know, little wizards always show a little different, and the local cannabis Gua—they’re called No-Maji—also launched a campaign to find wizards around you…” She shook her head, “Some companies openly advertise in newspapers to recruit wizards; Religious groups have sprung up like mushrooms after the rain, some are registered and some are clandestine."

"So the Magical Congress of the United States had to order the recall of all students to avoid accidents."

Felix thought for a moment, "The problem of wizards in the Americas is difficult to solve, and now is not the time. After Amelia has reached an initial agreement with the Muggle government, she will promote the existence of the Federation in the name of the International Federation of Wizards. With the complete failure of the Secrecy Act, much of its meaning has disappeared, and a new justification must be found for it."

What function do you want it to perform? ' asked Professor McGonagall.

"From the previous hidden wizards to reconciling the relationship between wizards and non-wizards, to develop regulations that adapt to the world." Felix said.

A trace of confusion flashed in Professor McGonagall's eyes. She was unfamiliar with that future. She glanced at the fire dragon who was trying to adapt to her new body shape.

The confusion in his eyes gradually disappeared, and he became firm again.

Felix's gaze turned to the portraits of the previous headmasters on the wall in the office, and he walked to a golden frame, where Dumbledore winked at him.

"Can you say a wit or two now that I haven't heard?" Felix asked.

"This test won't work," said Dumbledore in the portrait, smiling. "There are so many ways to get away with it~www.novelhall.com~ Felix looked at him." A candy store? "

Dumbledore laughed again. "Oh, no, the little ones at Hogwarts, a student of the Magic Drawing Club, have drawn a huge scroll of Hogsmeade with not only the Duke of Honey, but Madame Padrefer's Teahouse and Three Brooms. That painting was hung in the prize room."

Felix nodded, he thought about it and said.

"The resurrection stone was destroyed after you left. The things you handed over to Snape are still in his hands. He has a new job and may be busy for more than ten years."

Dumbledore said slightly distressed, "So, Severus' retirement plan has to be postponed?" But his expression was not sincere,

It even seemed a little gloating.

"I think so," Felix said.

"One more thing," he said, "Aberforth is going to sell the Hog's Head, and when the school starts, Room 7 and the Slytherin Chamber will reopen, both of which need to be watched."

"I hope he can sell the bar for a good price," said Dumbledore.

Felix smiled, "Unless he cleans the room well, I can smell sheep mutton every time I pass by, and the floor doesn't seem to have been cleaned in hundreds of years, so don't get your hopes up."

"Hope is a precious thing to those who are suffering," said Dumbledore calmly, his eyes fixed on Professor McGonagall.

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