Chapter 235

The French wizard coughed loudly, and then the roots of the surrounding trees began to uproot, emerging from the gaps in the ancient stone bricks, and finally formed a huge birdcage elevator, covering the shrunken fire dragon.

Nietzsche did not answer, but looked at him with a smile, trying to get some knowledge related to alchemy.

"You won't really do that, right?" The French wizard's expression gradually stiffened and he smiled awkwardly.

"Uh-huh ---" he said deliberately ambiguously, "Maybe? I mean, if there is such an alchemy that can withstand the calamity of fire that can destroy the city, it would be meaningless for me to do this. "

The French wizard put away his smile and felt an inexplicable chill in his heart. His intuition told him that it was best not to speculate wildly.

As the elevator descended, there was a maddening hostility between wizards from two different countries and different laws. This was like this--Hermione hated the conservative ideas of the Statute of Secrecy, while the French It's traumatic stress disorder.

In the end, Nietzsche was willing to be the bravest man, and he broke the silence in the birdcage on the branches.

"I'm here for the school exchange meeting held by Principal Dumbledore. I understand that this event is sudden, but I hope that the French Minister of Magic will invite Madame Maxime." He explained his purpose of coming as soon as possible.

However, the French wizard's expression became strange, and he did not show the proper surprise at this incident.

"I'm afraid you need to talk to the minister personally about this matter, this...um...director." The other party showed hesitation about Nietzsche's age, and finally chose a name that was not offensive.

Nietzsche thought for a while and weighed the general process in his mind:

‘Principal Dumbledore has already told Madame Maxime through Hagrid, and the French Ministry of Magic also knows about it, so this means that Beauxbatons was hindered by the Department of International Cooperation of the Ministry of Magic.

According to the other party's previous chat, the reason for the obstruction was the recently popular trend of joint operations in the UK. ’

Not to mention changing the students from Hogwarts to Beauxbatons, tsk tsk... Maybe when the school starts next year, the French Ministry of Magic will have another headache.

The floors of the Ministry of Magic are much prettier than those in England, and Hermione cannot deny this. She is observing the brightly lit floors with hollow carvings through the patterns woven from the branches.

"Boom---"

When they reached the bottom, the surrounding branches automatically shrank upwards and burrowed back into the soil beside the wall.

The main hall of the Ministry of Magic is a huge dome. The dark blue ceiling is like a night sky, painted with bright blue constellation patterns as light sources, and the walls are covered with branch-like symbols.

"If they are centaurs, they must like it here." Hermione praised the extinction.

"Minister Victor!" The wizard walked towards the Ministry of Magic emblem in the middle of the main hall.

Nietzsche noticed that the coat of arms of the French Ministry of Magic is a profile of a young man wearing a Phrygian hat. The background is the French tricolor. Under the figure is the motto of the country's wizards:

Incanté, Envouté, Conjuré.

But there is a little word play in it, which further illustrates the inseparable attitude of wizards and Muggles.

Nietzsche leaned into Hermione's ear and said vaguely: "The French Ministry of Magic was established around 1790. That period corresponded to the French Revolution. I'm afraid France's history is a bit more bloody than Britain's."

The British Ministry of Magic was established in 1707, nearly a century late!

"Liberté, Egalité, Fraternité (Liberty, Egalité, Fraternity)." Hermione muttered the answer Professor Binns got after trying to understand Muggle history.

Many of them are like this. The Ministry of Magic seems to support wizards and Muggles not to interfere with each other. In fact, it has a strong connection with Muggles from the beginning. Therefore, the creation of the Statute of Secrecy itself is closely related to the meaning of the Ministry of Magic. Violate.

Huh? This seems to be a crucial point, and Nietzsche took the French Ministry of Magic emblem to heart.

"Be prepared for a protracted war~" He hooked his fingers without looking back, signaling the fire dragon to follow his footsteps.

Every French wizard was afraid of the two giant dragons that suddenly broke in. They subconsciously drew their wands, but even if they were hit by Smaug's swinging tail, no one dared to make a move.

Especially the golden iron belly, which is ferocious and at the same time as beautiful as the mythical dragon.

"It's a honeymoon trip, wouldn't it be longer?" Hermione corrected him.

Okay, Nietzsche thinks it's great. It would be great if Principal Dumbledore could reimburse him.

Chapter 392 British and French Traditional Programs

What do the British and the French like to complain about each other?

Answer: Every bit.

For example, ‘syphilis’ is a ‘French disease’ in English, but in French it is an ‘English disease’.

Nietzsche quickly looked at Minister Victor in front of him. He was wearing a wizard's robe trimmed with gold lace and wearing the emblem of the French Ministry of Magic. His ears and temples were slightly curled, and his eyes were casual, seeming to be disdainful of their age.

"Welcome~" Minister Victor raised his hand, glanced at the two fire dragons and said, "It seems that the Strait of La Manche cannot eliminate flying animals."

Nietzsche and Hermione were mocking each other, secretly laughing that they were animals mixed with fire dragons.

Nietzsche ignored the greetings full of French malice. He and Hermione shook hands with the minister in front of them in a symbolic way...not as good as Snape's vicious tongue.

"Director Holmes."

"Director Granger."

At this moment, Nietzsche keenly noticed the cuffs of his shirt stained with dark blue ink under his robe, which were constantly magnified in his eyes. His rapidly analyzing head almost gave him a sense of stasis in time.

He thought to himself: This is a wizard who is diligent in paperwork, has a rigid heart, and has good etiquette. He is a very 'traditional' wizard.

Nietzsche looked at the wands raised by the wizards around him from the corner of his eye and calmly sarcastically said: "Because it's too short (short)."

This pun made Minister Victor's mouth twitch, and he subconsciously stood on tiptoe, seemingly very concerned about his height being slightly the same as Nietzsche's.

But he didn't relax in his heart. Even a fool knew who the wizard who could tame the fire dragon would be... As for his age? His eyes jumped back and forth between the two little ones, as if guessing who was the student of the chief magician of the Wizengamot.

Several arm-thick iron chains formed a large net, suddenly controlling the smaller Ukrainian iron belly from the left and right sides.

This control method gave the golden dragon a bad memory. It began to twist its huge body, desperately trying to get rid of the tight shackles, and kept hitting the ground violently with its forelimbs, making earthquake-like noises.

"Don't move it." Hermione held up her windbreaker and said coldly to the nervous wizards.

"Please forgive me, Miss." Victor said aggressively, "The French Ministry of Magic has been troubled more than once by people leading magical animals, especially weird people like Newt Scamander."

Nietzsche: 0.o?

So, how many British wizards have been persecuted by the French Ministry of Magic?

Nietzsche deliberately turned around, his back to Hermione, holding his right arm with his left hand, scratching the non-existent beard next to his lips, pretending not to see anything, including what was about to happen.

Hermione understood the situation and shook her arm, holding the wand that fell from her sleeve, as gracefully as a conductor.

Insignificant little flames flew out from the tip of the staff, falling like snowflakes on the magic-reinforced iron chain, and then began to burn violently, swallowing up the magical energy in it, and the molten iron juice was not even dripped yet. Vaporizes quickly.

That flame was all too familiar to the wizards present. It was... Calendar Fire!

Nietzsche caught a glimpse of Victor trying to pull out the magic wand, so he 'twirled his beard' again and changed his fingers to pinch his chin.

Buzz---

The powerful and quiet magic instantly suppressed the minister's further movements, causing him to maintain the posture of groping around his waist. This method of directly mobilizing the magic energy field made it difficult for people to guard against it.

"careful!"

Victor glared angrily at Nietzsche and loudly reminded the wizards around him to avoid the fire dragon that was breaking free.

Just when the golden dragon, which was stressed by trauma, began to rush towards the wizards, Nietzsche suddenly turned sideways, drew his wand with his backhand and pointed it at the noisy French wizards and fire dragons.

"Obstacles."

The magic spreads in the form of an observable light wave. Half of the wizards in the Ministry of Magic hall, including the fire dragon who resisted, were affected by the obstacle spell, as if they were stopped by time, unable to move.

Minister Victor's expression became serious, and he reassessed the strength of the two men in his mind.

"You are?" He looked solemnly at Hermione who casually extinguished the fire.

"The new department of the British Ministry of Magic - Director of the Cleaning Department." Hermione said happily, playing with her wand.

"Purge... Si?"

This word made Minister Victor frown, but after all, France was not as sensitive as the Magical Congress of the United States of America next door, so it did not deliberately think about the 'purifiers', or rather did not want to think about it.

The purpose of the Muggle Purifiers is to purge wizards and take revenge on society.

What about the Purifier of Wizards?

"The Cleansing Department has a new weapons testing department, a joint operations headquarters, and an elf task force... and will give priority to all kinds of new technologies such as those magic flying cars and magic weapons you know about."

Every time Hermione said something, Minister Victor's heart would twitch and his eyelids would jump.

What to do! What on earth do you want to do! !

"As far as I know, the magic world doesn't have such a need yet..." Victor suddenly felt that he had gone astray. He always felt that letting these two people come over was not a good thing, so he pretended to be calm and said, "I mean , there are not that many people to eliminate.”

"Hard to say," Nietzsche interjected.

"What?"

Nietzsche lowered his wand and released the excited wizard and the golden dragon suppressed by Smaug.

"In case there is something unflattering, the British Ministry of Magic will always have something to offer." He laughed and patted the minister on the shoulder, threatening in a joking tone, "Of course, I mean Voldemort That kind of person.”

Victor could only nod along, cursing Fudge in his mind who was across the La Manche Canyon.

This is not a polite statement. Defining who is the 'second Voldemort' or some kind of 'Voldemort' is just a matter of a few orders.

"Go in and talk..." The minister whispered into his ear, waving his hand and asking the wizard in the hall to put down his wand, not wanting to make things too tense.

Nietzsche turned his head and frowned behind him, signaling Smaug to look at the tense golden dragon.

The office area of ​​the Ministry of Magic is divided into two floors, and a blank portrait hangs at the end of each corridor full of classicism. Then they continued down to the archives room on the third underground floor.

The circular walkway surrounds the bookshelves carved into tree branches, and the floor is paved with transparent blue stone tiles. It is much brighter than the Ministry of Magic.

"You rejected Madam Maxime's request and hindered the friendly exchanges between the two schools. It's best to give me an explanation." Hermione quickly put on the dignity she had when she was the director of the Ministry of Magic and calmly asked.

Nietzsche observed with great interest, but after watching for a while, he found that it was not much different from when he went crazy. After all, it was...Hermione~

(Just a simple emotion)

"It's not that I won't let you, this... um... Director Granger." Victor called him awkwardly.

"Then there must be someone behind you, and there must be more than one." Nietzsche said softly, "You have been busy dealing with the Ministry of Magic of other countries... Let me guess, among them there must be the Ministry of Magic of Japan and the Magical Congress of the United States."

"How do you know? You used Legilimency?!"

Obviously, Minister Victor did not know the inside story of how Nietzsche guessed it.

"It's very simple. There is ink on your cuffs, which means that the letters that need to be answered personally by the Minister of Magic are at least ordinary or higher-level letters. It seems that a magic quill is not busy at all, sir."

"But how can you be sure who it is? Maybe it's Germany. They have always disliked France..." Victor quibbled.

"Because Karkaroff was also blocked." Nietzsche looked at him as if he were a fool. "The only one that can block two schools at the same time and directly interfere with the Ministry of Magic is the higher-level International United Wizards Association."

How powerful is the International United Wizards?

Although Albus Dumbledore is the head of the United Wizards, in fact, as long as other representatives are willing, they can remove the president at any time. (Actually, it’s just responsible for convening)

"This...this doesn't make sense!"

"Don't be stupid, European Muggles are allied, and everyone wants to get a share of the pie. Based on this situation, the ones under the greatest pressure are the Magical Congress of the United States of America and other magic ministries such as Egypt and India."

He spread his hands and scratched the air, trying to ask for relevant information.

Minister Victor's eyes widened, as if he didn't want to believe that everything was exposed just because of an 'ink mark', so he lowered his head and came to the front hall of the archives room.

"Mr. Minister?" The witch at the reception desk saw the visitor and moved the huge ancient book that replaced the computer next to it.

"No need to check them, these people are from the British Ministry of Magic." Victor said in French, "Please help me take out the files of the last meeting...all the meeting minutes..."

Following the witch's guidance, the branches began to grow rapidly, exposing the wooden cabinet buried underneath.

"You don't want to settle accounts with them, do you?" Victor said with a frown.

"My wife is only responsible for dealing with people who don't know how to praise...Mr. Victor." Nietzsche held up the stack of files from various countries and repeated his previous remarks.

Hermione said nothing, but smiled sweetly at the minister.

Chapter 393 The Iron Fist from Superman

"The British branch representative refused to attend...This is a shameful act of Twelve Trees, and that ridiculous pile of scrap metal flying everywhere!"

"As we say, the International Statute of Secrecy, which has been in place for centuries, is a piece of paper! No... you can't let Britain's unbridled behavior go unchecked... Muggles are looking for us like crazy Traces of…”

"Don't forget how the Purifiers attacked the British Ministry of Magic... No... Behind the exchange meeting between Britain, Germany and France is a naked betrayal, a betrayal of the Federation of Wizards!"

"Those ridiculous No-Majs actually said that we threatened their safety just because those rich No-Majs went to England!"

The files taken out from the gold-and-green filing cabinet are not the boring stuff that Nietzsche had in mind that was full of words and made you want to sleep at a glance. Instead, they describe the scene at that time like a howling letter.

It's filled with the blame and complaints of fools...

The flying cars produced by British wizards that did not require any fuel had a dimensionality-reducing impact on the manufacturing industries of other countries. At the same time, they also attracted another group of No-Majs who had vision and spare money.

Not to mention the Ministry of Magic in the Middle East, Muggles would like to roast them on the fire.