Chapter 132 Christmas Eve
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Bai Bai Le Kai Shui
Throughout the day, they hid in the study room and discussed the follow-up plan.
Even for lunch, I ate snacks brought by Jeff.
But compared to Cynthia, who trusted unconditionally, Malvolio had many more problems.
On the one hand, his understanding of the Forgetting Curse was limited to its use. As for treatment, soul damage, etc., this was the first time he had seen it.
"It turns out that the Forgetting Curse can do this!"
Malvolio seemed to have discovered a new toy and couldn't put it down, groping for the small notebook.
Then he grabbed Tver and Cynthia and asked them to explain some unique applications of white magic. The stranger they were, the more eager he was to explore.
On the other hand, it was his job as an Auror.
"By the way, Tver, can you help me predict where these fugitives are?" He took out a stack of wanted lists.
Ever since he became an Auror, he had become accustomed to carrying such a pile of things with him.
"Go away, finish your work by yourself!" Tver yelled angrily, "And I've already said that I don't know how to predict, and the teacher didn't teach me any method of prediction!"
Prophecy requires talent. Ever since he became a disciple, Grindelwald has helped him test his prophecy ability.
Therefore, Tver was very clear about his abilities in this area, and he simply gave up any courses related to prophecy when he was in school.
"No, no, I earned a lot of merit to get promoted. In the end, it's not you who benefits." He complained and took back the list.
"Exposing Lockhart, your contribution is enough to surpass most Aurors." Tweel could only comfort him.
After all, taking control of the Auror office was the prerequisite for him to break the secrecy law, otherwise he would be annoyed to death by a bunch of Aurors chasing him.
They continued discussing until dark before finally summarizing their recent plans.
It’s almost time to prepare for the Christmas dinner.
As an aside, tonight's dinner was done by Cynthia and Jeff.
Originally, Cynthia was not required to do any work as a guest, nor should she, but no one could suppress her enthusiasm and let her slip into the kitchen.
And Cynthia's cooking skills are indeed good. Even Mills, a chef, is full of praise for the unique Nordic and Russian dishes she cooks.
Just looking at the delicious food on the table made Malvolio depressed.
He is made purely of life force and does not have real digestive organs, which means that even if he eats food, he cannot taste the taste and the pleasure of fullness.
Noticing that he only took a few bites and then sat there without moving his knife and fork, Melinda asked caringly: "Delix, don't you like these dishes?"
"He must have eaten a lot of snacks and is not hungry yet." Tver explained amusingly.
Malvolio gave him a vague glance, turned around, smiled and nodded.
"It tastes great, but I just love those snacks so much."
"Really, why do children nowadays like to eat snacks so much. You are like this, and Tver is like this too. They don't even eat well." Melinda complained.
"Fortunately, Cynthia is not like you. Come on, eat more."
Melinda brought a large plate of barbecue in front of Cynthia, looking at her eagerly and smiling.
Looking at the mountain of meat in front of her, Cynthia's cheeks bulged and she nodded stiffly with a smile.
"By the way, tell us more about your time at the Ministry of Magic."
After saying that, Melinda glared at her son who was minding his own business.
"Uh," Cynthia glanced at Twil nervously, "I am now the deputy director of the International Magical Law Office, responsible for tracking down crimes that violate international laws."
Tver was stunned for a moment while cutting the steak.
The International Magical Cooperation Department has three departments, namely the International Magical Trade Standards Association, the International Magical Law Office and the British Chapter of the International Federation of Wizards.
The International Magical Law Office is the most powerful and important department.
It can not only preside over the revision of laws involving international issues, but also mobilize Aurors to maintain law enforcement.
It is simply an international version of the Legal Enforcement Division.
I didn't expect that Cynthia could become the deputy director of this department in one year. It seemed that she still underestimated her.
Unlike Melinda, Mills still cares about the affairs of the magical world, so Bidwell was even more surprised to hear Cynthia's words.
"I didn't expect you to be so powerful, Cynthia, to be able to achieve this level at such a young age." He said with emotion, and also glared at Tver.
"Actually, it's thanks to Malvolio that he helped me arrest several batches of international criminals, but all the credit goes to me."
Malvolio raised his eyebrows at Tver proudly.
But this action immediately turned Melinda's attention to him.
"What about you, Malvolio, the job of an Auror is dangerous, isn't it?"
"Actually, it's not bad. Those criminals are actually very weak. As long as we grasp their psychological thoughts, we can easily arrest them. And -"
"Cough cough."
"What can be done?" Melinda asked curiously.
Being stared at by Tver's death glare, Malvolio had no choice but to put it mildly.
"You can make them lose the ability to resist, so there will be no danger."
They enjoyed their Christmas dinner and chatted with interest.
Of course, the main reason is that Melinda is more curious.
She had never cared about the affairs of the wizarding world, let alone the Ministry of Magic.
I usually just read the books written by Lockhart and learn about magic stories.
Cynthia's international affairs and Malvolio's crime fighting are much more interesting than boring text.
She also did not give up the idea of letting her son change his job.
After all, even an Auror is not as dangerous as a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.
Finally, it was not until Jeff reminded that everyone realized that it was late at night, so the dinner ended.
"Miss Cynthia, Mr. Malvolio, your room has been tidied up." Jeff came to the dining table briskly.
In all the years he has been in the Welfare family, this is the first time he has seen such excitement in the family.
Both the master and his wife like to have a quiet personality. They don’t have many friends in the magic world, and they usually have little contact with other families.
I do have some Muggle friends, but I can't bring them to the manor!
He was also worried that the young master would become withdrawn.
Unexpectedly, the young master brought two friends home today, which made him happy for a long time.
Of course, it would be better if it were a little more.
When Cynthia and Malvolio go back to the room first, they will stay here for a few days. Anyway, the Ministry of Magic has a lot of holidays, so it is just right to relax.
Twil looked at the smiling Jeff curiously.
"You seem very happy today, can you tell me why?"
"Because the young master is becoming more and more mature." Jeff raised his little head proudly.
"People always grow up, don't they?" Tver said meaningfully.
Even for lunch, I ate snacks brought by Jeff.
But compared to Cynthia, who trusted unconditionally, Malvolio had many more problems.
On the one hand, his understanding of the Forgetting Curse was limited to its use. As for treatment, soul damage, etc., this was the first time he had seen it.
"It turns out that the Forgetting Curse can do this!"
Malvolio seemed to have discovered a new toy and couldn't put it down, groping for the small notebook.
Then he grabbed Tver and Cynthia and asked them to explain some unique applications of white magic. The stranger they were, the more eager he was to explore.
On the other hand, it was his job as an Auror.
"By the way, Tver, can you help me predict where these fugitives are?" He took out a stack of wanted lists.
Ever since he became an Auror, he had become accustomed to carrying such a pile of things with him.
"Go away, finish your work by yourself!" Tver yelled angrily, "And I've already said that I don't know how to predict, and the teacher didn't teach me any method of prediction!"
Prophecy requires talent. Ever since he became a disciple, Grindelwald has helped him test his prophecy ability.
Therefore, Tver was very clear about his abilities in this area, and he simply gave up any courses related to prophecy when he was in school.
"No, no, I earned a lot of merit to get promoted. In the end, it's not you who benefits." He complained and took back the list.
"Exposing Lockhart, your contribution is enough to surpass most Aurors." Tweel could only comfort him.
After all, taking control of the Auror office was the prerequisite for him to break the secrecy law, otherwise he would be annoyed to death by a bunch of Aurors chasing him.
They continued discussing until dark before finally summarizing their recent plans.
It’s almost time to prepare for the Christmas dinner.
As an aside, tonight's dinner was done by Cynthia and Jeff.
Originally, Cynthia was not required to do any work as a guest, nor should she, but no one could suppress her enthusiasm and let her slip into the kitchen.
And Cynthia's cooking skills are indeed good. Even Mills, a chef, is full of praise for the unique Nordic and Russian dishes she cooks.
Just looking at the delicious food on the table made Malvolio depressed.
He is made purely of life force and does not have real digestive organs, which means that even if he eats food, he cannot taste the taste and the pleasure of fullness.
Noticing that he only took a few bites and then sat there without moving his knife and fork, Melinda asked caringly: "Delix, don't you like these dishes?"
"He must have eaten a lot of snacks and is not hungry yet." Tver explained amusingly.
Malvolio gave him a vague glance, turned around, smiled and nodded.
"It tastes great, but I just love those snacks so much."
"Really, why do children nowadays like to eat snacks so much. You are like this, and Tver is like this too. They don't even eat well." Melinda complained.
"Fortunately, Cynthia is not like you. Come on, eat more."
Melinda brought a large plate of barbecue in front of Cynthia, looking at her eagerly and smiling.
Looking at the mountain of meat in front of her, Cynthia's cheeks bulged and she nodded stiffly with a smile.
"By the way, tell us more about your time at the Ministry of Magic."
After saying that, Melinda glared at her son who was minding his own business.
"Uh," Cynthia glanced at Twil nervously, "I am now the deputy director of the International Magical Law Office, responsible for tracking down crimes that violate international laws."
Tver was stunned for a moment while cutting the steak.
The International Magical Cooperation Department has three departments, namely the International Magical Trade Standards Association, the International Magical Law Office and the British Chapter of the International Federation of Wizards.
The International Magical Law Office is the most powerful and important department.
It can not only preside over the revision of laws involving international issues, but also mobilize Aurors to maintain law enforcement.
It is simply an international version of the Legal Enforcement Division.
I didn't expect that Cynthia could become the deputy director of this department in one year. It seemed that she still underestimated her.
Unlike Melinda, Mills still cares about the affairs of the magical world, so Bidwell was even more surprised to hear Cynthia's words.
"I didn't expect you to be so powerful, Cynthia, to be able to achieve this level at such a young age." He said with emotion, and also glared at Tver.
"Actually, it's thanks to Malvolio that he helped me arrest several batches of international criminals, but all the credit goes to me."
Malvolio raised his eyebrows at Tver proudly.
But this action immediately turned Melinda's attention to him.
"What about you, Malvolio, the job of an Auror is dangerous, isn't it?"
"Actually, it's not bad. Those criminals are actually very weak. As long as we grasp their psychological thoughts, we can easily arrest them. And -"
"Cough cough."
"What can be done?" Melinda asked curiously.
Being stared at by Tver's death glare, Malvolio had no choice but to put it mildly.
"You can make them lose the ability to resist, so there will be no danger."
They enjoyed their Christmas dinner and chatted with interest.
Of course, the main reason is that Melinda is more curious.
She had never cared about the affairs of the wizarding world, let alone the Ministry of Magic.
I usually just read the books written by Lockhart and learn about magic stories.
Cynthia's international affairs and Malvolio's crime fighting are much more interesting than boring text.
She also did not give up the idea of letting her son change his job.
After all, even an Auror is not as dangerous as a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.
Finally, it was not until Jeff reminded that everyone realized that it was late at night, so the dinner ended.
"Miss Cynthia, Mr. Malvolio, your room has been tidied up." Jeff came to the dining table briskly.
In all the years he has been in the Welfare family, this is the first time he has seen such excitement in the family.
Both the master and his wife like to have a quiet personality. They don’t have many friends in the magic world, and they usually have little contact with other families.
I do have some Muggle friends, but I can't bring them to the manor!
He was also worried that the young master would become withdrawn.
Unexpectedly, the young master brought two friends home today, which made him happy for a long time.
Of course, it would be better if it were a little more.
When Cynthia and Malvolio go back to the room first, they will stay here for a few days. Anyway, the Ministry of Magic has a lot of holidays, so it is just right to relax.
Twil looked at the smiling Jeff curiously.
"You seem very happy today, can you tell me why?"
"Because the young master is becoming more and more mature." Jeff raised his little head proudly.
"People always grow up, don't they?" Tver said meaningfully.
