Chapter 213

As the saying goes: blessings are incomparable, and disasters are not singular. Fudge felt that this sentence was simply true.

Before the damned Death Eaters made a fuss about the Quidditch World Cup, Peter Peddiru escaped from Azkaban, with the help of someone else.

This time, Fudge was pushed to the forefront again. The appearance of the Dark Mark and the successive escapes of prisoners from the supposedly impregnable Azkaban have made people increasingly dissatisfied with the Ministry of Magic, and Fudge is to blame as the Minister of the Ministry of Magic. The shouting letters that had finally disappeared within the Ministry of Magic began to explode again, and the Ministry of Magic was filled with shouts and shouts for Fudge to step down.

Both of these are major events, and the appearance of the Dark Mark must be thoroughly investigated, but Oro has a limited number of people, and they can't track down Peter's whereabouts while investigating the matter of the Black Mark mark, because both of these things require a lot of manpower. At the same time, ministries of magic are concerned about what is happening at the Quidditch World Cup - it's just a joke.

Because of these two things, all the relevant departments of the Ministry of Magic have canceled any vacations, and they are all spinning in a row, causing a lot of complaints.

Fudge is now unflattering inside and out.

Ordinary people don't understand anything, they just know that Fudge has started to have one thing after another since he came to power, which of course will dissatisfy them, and now the voice of the wizarding world letting the incompetent Fudge step down is starting to sound again.

Within the Ministry of Magic, there are complaints about frequent overtime and surging workloads, and it is the ordinary employees and the people who do the work.

People with real backgrounds in the Ministry of Magic don't think much of Fudge. Like the Wizengamot, no one jumped out against Fudge this time, because everyone knew what was going on.

The Dark Lord couldn't bear the loneliness and was ready to come out and do something.

This is the unanimous opinion.

Those who leaned towards Voldemort's side certainly wouldn't jump out now to increase the impact of the Dark Mark's matter, and they were eager to suppress it. And those who oppose Voldemort will not make a fuss about this, because it is useless at all, and it is better to be prepared for the arrival of the big war than to have the energy to fight a war of words.

The olfactory wizard sensed something was wrong, and the sluggish wizard was blaming Fudge for his inaction.

Although the outside world is very lively this holiday, Solim's house is calm, stable and boring......

"I'm dying of boredom!" Sylna is still a little girl after all, and although she is much more mature than her peers, she can't endure loneliness like her grandfather and brother.

Practice casting spells every day, and then grandpa instills knowledge in them - knowledge in all aspects.

With Elrond's knowledge and experience, teaching these two little guys is naturally handy, and there are no blind spots in knowledge at all. Although Sylna has never deserted when studying, she has been studying at a high intensity and still makes her a little unbearable.

There's no entertainment on Fair Island, it's just bare rocks and weeds. Usually talk to the two snakes, Basque and Telles, to relieve boredom, or else to watch these little animals at home play with each other, and Sylna feels very boring after a long time.

She wanted to go out for a walk.

But the Quidditch World Cup is over, it's a mess out there right now, and what can you do when you go out? If Sylna had said she was going to the Quidditch World Cup, Elrond and Solim wouldn't have disagreed, but the matter was over, and now that it's a mess outside, Elrond and Solim won't take Sylna out for a walk at this time.

Still, Sylna found her pleasure: listening to the Basque talk about the sea.

The Basque has been fond of drilling into the sea lately, and with the size of the Basque, there is nothing in the sea that he cannot eat. Today, the Basque Country found an interesting place - the remains of a shipwreck, and traces of magic were found on it. He told Sylna about it, and Elrond and Solim knew about it.

"A wreck with traces of magic?" Elrond thought as he touched his chin, "wizards use storage equipment for deliveries and the like, and they all use apparition or portkeys to move, and wizards rarely go to sea. Elrond frowned: "Unless ......"

"Unless what?"

"If it weren't for some wizard's idle fumbler who liked to play on a boat......," Elrond smacked his lips, "what does the shipwreck look like, and how big is it?"

All the Basque said was that it was a normal wooden sailboat. And it's almost rotten. "And you can't ask a basilisk to describe things in too much detail. "

"Then this time Solim, you can go down and explore, and it would be good to exercise by the way. Elrond clapped his hands, "If I'm right, the boat is supposed to be carrying a large magical plant, and that kind of thing can't be magically shrunk, so it can only be carried this way." The plant should be dead, you go down and see if you can bring something up. "

"Death is dead, why go down?" said Solim, reluctantly. No matter how he goes down, he has to get wet all over his body, this side belongs to the northern cold zone, the temperature is still at the seaside, and he will get sick when the wind blows.

"Let you go down, what nonsense!" Elrond's eyes widened.

If you go down, you will go down, but you still need to think carefully about how to go down.

Ordinary wizards use a bubble head charm, but Solim is different, he can go down with the Basque Country, or he can transform and swim on his own.

Solim chose the least effort-saving option: let the Basque Country take him down. Solim's breathing problems were solved under the Bubble Head Charm, and his ears didn't hurt underwater, which was the most satisfying thing for Solim.

The shipwreck is rotten, and all kinds of fish have made this place their home, but they have run out by the time the Basque Country comes, and this big guy has been missing the marine life around Hoho for a long time, and now basically wherever the Basque swims, the fish scatter and flee.

Solim had now reached his destination, and the light on the surface of the sea was so dim that Solim could only take out his wand to illuminate it.

As you can see, Elrond's guess is correct, because the bottom of the cabin is indeed full of plant remains, even if it is still left by the corrosion of the sea and the gnawing of various shellfish and fish.

The bottom of the cabin was littered with all sorts of small and small fruits that glowed slightly, and Solim didn't need to hold them in his hands to know what they were, after all, he hadn't returned what Sculle had taught to his teacher.