Section 301
"Chairman Benjamin Graves, how should the content of the picture be interpreted?"
Benjamin Graves coughed lightly and said in a twisted tone: "They did...do a lot of work in handling the accident...but each of us is...doing our best..."
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"Chairman Benjamin Graves, were you responsible for concealing the contributions of wizards from other countries?"
"This is a completely baseless statement." Benjamin Graves wiped the sweat from his forehead. "As the chairman of the Magic Congress, I must ensure the operation and safety of the entire city..."
"The efforts of all team members are important. Any speculation about my personal motives is irresponsible. Please be careful in your words and deeds. Magical Congress has the right to hold you accountable."
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"Chairman Benjamin Graves, could you specify their specific contributions? We have a right to know the actual role of each participant."
Benjamin Graves closed his eyes and seemed to be a little disappointed. "They did a lot of work in coordinating the rescue team and providing technical support during the rescue process..."
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"Chairman Benjamin Graves, there are some historical issues between the English wizards and you, so have you deliberately weakened the contributions from the English wizards?"
Benjamin Graves' face was a little pale and he looked numb. "Of course not. We have always maintained friendly communication with England... This kind of communication will continue..."
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The reporters asked questions in a flurry, without stopping their hands holding pens and papers, like hyenas feasting on their prey, with expressions of both greed and pleasure on their faces.
Benjamin Graves's complexion became even paler. He had been staying up all night these days. Now faced with a series of questions, his head was getting more and more confused, and his body was shaking a little at this moment.
Jacob Kowalski walked up to many reporters and asked, "Everyone, could you please calm down and patiently listen to what I have to say?"
"We have the award ceremony next. In fact, all the questions raised by Ms. Rita Skeeter will be clearly explained at the award ceremony."
"Do you have any other questions that you need to ask? If there are no other questions, after a short break, we can start the award ceremony."
"Those who have contributed to this land, we will naturally not owe anything... If you still have questions after the award ceremony, I can explain it further."
Before the formal press conference, he had already solved some trivial issues, and now the issues related to Vizette and Luna were the top priority.
Having said this, and since this is the headquarters of the Magic Congress, the reporters could only nod their heads and wait for the official award ceremony later.
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Scott Territops grinned, "Being the director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation means you are indeed very talkative..."
"Someone went out and came in just now, and then said a few words to Kowalski. Apparently he went to prepare something... probably to change the medals you will be awarded."
Weizet closed the notebook, "It's like a medal or some award... Actually sending it over with an owl is also a good choice."
Professor McGonagall, for example, chose this method;
The International Animagus Symposium was about to be held. Due to the unexpected incident of the fire dragon attack, Babajide Akinbad and the others needed to reorganize the venue, so they did not come to attend the award ceremony.
Weizet looked at the Aurors opposite, "If it weren't for their unyielding hospitality and wanting us to be there, we probably wouldn't have come."
"We will be leaving in a few days. The long-horned water snakes are more active on rainy days. We originally planned to go to Central Park again and say goodbye to them."
"It's good to be young..." Scott Territops said with emotion, "Speaking of which...those magical animals also contributed..."
"How about disgusting Benjamin and asking the Magic Congress to award those horned water snakes... some kind of award and how many medals?"
"I suggested it before." Luna blinked, "But they only said they would consider it carefully."
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The award ceremony officially began. Regarding the achievements of those Aurors, only the reporters of the "New York Ghost" were carefully recording.
The other reporters were relatively casual, simply recording their names and types of medals, and then whispering among themselves, guessing what medals Weizet and the others would receive.
Benjamin Graves awarded the medals one by one, and finally it was Vizette and Luna's turn.
He picked up a medal from the tray and awarded it to Wizette, "On behalf of the Magic Congress, I award Wizette Lovegood the Five-Star Medal!"
Different from the hierarchical classification of the Order of Merlin, the Magical Congress distinguishes the preciousness of the medals by name;
The five-star medal is in the shape of a three-dimensional five-pointed star, with the MAC logo inlaid in the center, making the overall look profound and solemn;
The gold content of this medal is equivalent to the second-level medal of the Order of Merlin. It is used to commend wizards who have performed exceptionally bravely and made outstanding achievements in combat;
As for the higher-level Medal of Glory, the evaluation criterion is that one can take action and achieve outstanding achievements in the face of extreme danger;
Therefore, many recipients were posthumously awarded the Medal of Glory by the Magic Congress after their sacrifices.
Benjamin Graves picked up another purple medal and awarded it to Luna, "On behalf of the Magic Congress, I award Luna Lovegood the Purple Heart!"
The purple heart medal ribbon is bright purple and heart-shaped, which is equivalent to the third-level medal of the Order of Merlin.
The reporters were a little agitated, with a bit of surprise on their faces. They knew the value of these medals. Usually, such medals would only be awarded to local wizards.
At the same time, the reporters were more curious about what Vizet and Luna had done to get such an honor.
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After the awarding, Benjamin Graves coughed lightly and began to describe the efforts made by Vizet and Luna.
The other reporters were fully focused, trying to keep up with Benjamin Graves's speed and record all of this.
The more they recorded, the more frightened they were. They could even assert that it was these two wizards from England who turned the tide and saved New York;
No wonder the two were not local wizards, but were able to receive such a high honor.
When the reporters finished recording the content and began to think about the title, they almost subconsciously thought of such a title-
After half a century, English wizards once again saved the Magic Congress, and another rising star was born in Hogwarts. Hogwarts will be great again!
Chapter 107 Bloody Cellar
Taking advantage of the night, a tightly wrapped figure appeared, quietly passed through a ruin, and suddenly plunged into the dense bushes.
The figure covered his body with one hand, protecting the newspaper in his arms and crawling forward, and finally found a hidden trapdoor.
He exhaled lightly, carefully opened the trapdoor, and entered the cellar through the dark hole.
The cellar passage was extremely dim, with only two oil lamps on both sides, flickering extremely weak light.
He walked quickly through the passage, entered the cellar hall, and took out the "Mesopotamia Daily" in his arms.
"It succeeded in New York... but only half." He spread out the Mesopotamian Daily and handed it to the tall figure in front of him.
"How long will it take to succeed? It's really hard to hide like this... I can't use magic... I don't even feel like a wizard."
The cellar hall is brighter and noisier than the passage. Strange cutting sounds and bursts of dull whimpering can be vaguely heard.
The tall figure buried his head in the Mesopotamian Daily, carefully reading the text on it, and laughed a little nervously.
"Soon! As long as it can bring death and disaster to the world... It's different now... It will become more and more difficult for them to use the Statute of Secrecy to live in a corner."
"Those Muggles will eventually find them... New battles will eventually come... But the final winner must belong to Isaiah..."
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The tall figure suddenly stopped talking. He looked in the direction of the cellar passage, where a small and strange creature appeared, looking like an echidna with a duck's bill.
Serena Pendragon then appeared, waved at the strange creature, and showed the gold galleons in her hand, "Sniff, come!"
While the sniff pounced on the gold galleons, she quickly raised her wand and cast a spell on the two figures not far away, "Laweiasa!"
The two figures had no power to resist, and were directly lifted into the air by the invisible force, unable to break free.
Serena Pendragon continued to chant the spell, "Avada..."
"Forgot?" Omnis Gaunt's voice sounded, "We'd better not use the killing curse, we can't add power to the Isaiah Society for nothing, we have other ways to deal with them."
"The killing curse is easy to use, and this magic comes to mind subconsciously..." Serena Pendragon shrugged indifferently, and changed to a gesture of waving the wand, "Fall to the ground!"
As she chanted the spell, the two figures were smashed to the ground by the invisible force like nails, and their eyes rolled back and fainted.
Sniff snatched the gold galleons from Serena Pendragon's hand, hurriedly stuffed it into his pocket, and ran towards one of the unconscious figures.
It groped for the pocket on the robe, impatiently tore it open, grabbed the gold galleons inside, and stuffed it into his pocket.
"You are quite smart. You never use magic..." Serena Pendragon looked at Sniff's actions and couldn't help but sigh, "If there was no Sniff, it would be really difficult to catch you."
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Many people appeared around the cellar hall, and various magical lights appeared, instantly illuminating the cellar hall.
Serena Pendragon narrowed her eyes slightly, and when all the magic came to her, she suddenly raised her wand and cast a magic barrier to resist all the magic that attacked.
After a burst of light, several figures appeared behind her and released magic towards the people in the cellar hall.
After a battle, Serena Pendragon made the final finishing move and tied up all the subdued people together.
After doing all this, she also picked up the Mesopotamian Daily and read the report on the cover: [Fire dragons raid New York, the Statute of Secrecy is in jeopardy, how can the Magic Congress turn the tide? ]
"Are we too late?" Omnis Gaunt sniffed and suddenly sighed.
"For wizards, it's never too late." Sebastian Saru walked to Omnis Gaunt, "Besides, we got rid of them."
"Let's go in and take a look!" Selina Pendragon stretched and told the others, "Take them out first, and then we'll think about how to deal with them after we get out."
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The three of them held their wands and walked towards the darker part of the cellar hall.
A pungent smell of blood hit them in the face, and the ground became sticky.
