Chapter 173 The Hardcore Punk Master of the Magic World
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Qing Mo Da Xian
The Minister of Magic brought the secretary and the Aurors here, first of all, we can rule out the past.
Judging from the performance of the legendary Auror, there are only a few possibilities left.
Either Vincent committed a crime, or asked Dumbledore for help.
Fudge stepped forward with heavy steps, "Albus, I have very sad news for you."
Vincent keenly noticed that the expressions of Kingsley and Moody were somewhat unnatural.
Umbridge's smirk stretched across his mouth, which he took as normal.
Dumbledore was very surprised, "What is it?"
"You are under arrest, Albus Dumbledore."
Fudge glanced over, and both Kingsley and Moody stepped forward.
"I'm sorry, old man." Moody took the elder wand from him, "I didn't expect my last task to be to escort you back to the Ministry."
Vincent was a little confused.
There are not many wizards who can do this in the entire magic world, and it happens that the president of the Black Swan Club is one of them.
"Connelly, may I ask what my crime is?"
Fudge sighed faintly, "I didn't want to do this at first, but the ministry has received too many protests in the past two months.
Albus, they all think you're responsible for what happened to Quirinus. "
This matter is not light, but it is not serious.
It is true that Dumbledore is the strongest wizard in the world, but if the Philosopher's Stone was kept in the Ministry of Magic, the ending may be completely opposite.
He had to go online to collect money and do things, and Vincent's dislike for the Ministry of Magic directly doubled.
"It was indeed my fault." Dumbledore shook his head helplessly, "They were right, I should be responsible for what happened to Quirinus."
The attitude of "confessing guilt" is so good, Fudge followed the procedure,
"Don't worry Albus, the Department of Magical Law Enforcement will give a fair verdict."
He looked towards Vincent, "If everything goes well, the investigation will probably be over before the end of the holiday."
This is a reminder, but also a warning.
If something is accidentally leaked, the progress of the investigation will naturally slow down.
Dumbledore winked tactfully.
Vincent nodded solemnly very cooperatively.
In terms of acting skills, he pretended to be a child for 11 years.
"Minister Fudge, will the professor really be all right?"
Umbridge, who received the signal, stepped forward, trying to make himself appear more friendly, "It will definitely, son.
The Ministry of Magic has always followed fair and just choices. It will never let a bad person go, and it will never wrong a good person. "
Sending her over to brainwash her was a big failure.
Vincent felt that the taciturn Kingsley was quite suitable, at least it would not make this feeling worse.
"Great, I've always believed in you."
When the big stick is hammered down, the sweet dates should also be given.
Sure enough, Fudge stepped forward, smiled and tapped him on the shoulder.
"Mr. Wayne, what the Ministry of Magic lacks most is an outstanding talent like you.
After you graduate, you must come to us! "
"I will seriously consider it." Vincent looked a little ecstatic.
But in his inner world, he had long dismissed the minister as worthless.
Fortunately, he thought it was a big sweet date, but it turned out to be a flatbread that hadn't even been reconciled with flour.
Isn't this just fooling children!
Um - he is really a child now.
At least Fudge thought so.
The reason was explained, and the hidden danger was removed, and finally it was time to say goodbye.
"Vincent, say hello to Nico for me." Dumbledore's eyes were quite intriguing.
"I will, Professor." Vincent blinked a pair of innocent big eyes.
If you change the background, such as the gallows, it will definitely earn a lot of tears from the audience.
"Oh—" Umbridge delicately took out a pink handkerchief, and gently wiped a tear called Hypocrisy from the corner of his eye.
"Minister Fudge, we must return Professor Dumbledore's innocence as soon as possible!"
"You're right, then let's go first."
Under Vincent's hopeful eyes, the eight of them were swallowed by the black and white vortex one after another.
"I'm so tired—" He stretched out his hand and twisted his neck, then yawned again.
Sleeping without earmuffs last night really affected the quality of sleep.
Fudge and Umbridge's reassurance just now can only show that the influence of old Malfoy is not as great as that of Dumbledore.
Regardless of whether or not Jin Gallon is in place, the decision of the Ministry of Magic can be influenced.
After receiving two important messages, Vincent looked towards the wilderness behind him.
He stretched out his hand cautiously, and the picture in front of him seemed to have ripples.
This special magic barrier is probably used to conceal the real location.
From the fact that the seven chose to show up outside instead of inside, it can almost be concluded that there is also an anti-apparition spell.
Vincent who passed through the barrier was dumbfounded.
This building with a height of more than [-] meters and with various light strips floating on the wall is not a product of this era at all.
It's cyber, and it's punk.
Him, time travel again?
Coming to 2077?
If it weren't for the two old men in simple robes standing under the tall building, he would already be on the way to escape.
"Surprised, kid?" Nicole stretched out his wrinkled right hand.
"No, it was shock." Vincent did not forget Dumbledore's explanation.
After shaking hands gently, he began to look at the building seriously.
Those floating light bars don't seem to be using magic.
The walls don't look like metal either, at least not any metal Muggles have found.
Nico patiently explained, "It's a high-rise building entirely made of alchemy, with various types of attack and defense—"
Perenal gave him a light look, "Son, let's talk first."
"Ah-oh, good Mrs. Flamel." Vincent looked away in a daze.
automatic start glass door;
A hall full of sci-fi atmosphere;
Elevators without vibration and noise throughout the journey;
The high-definition display screen is so thin that there is almost no thickness,
All of these show that the legendary alchemist with a friendly smile in front of him is definitely the most hardcore punk master in the magic world.
When he saw the metal humanoid machinery under construction inside the building through the large transparent glass of the elevator, Vincent wanted to kneel down for him on the spot.
"These are all products of alchemy, and in order to build them..."
Perenal didn't stop him this time.
Replace the circuit board with a magic circuit, and then describe the magic runes with different effects, and finally use the principle of mechanical transmission to complete the assembly.
Vincent understood every single word, but not together.
"Alchemy is so amazing that I have been studying it for nearly 600 years without getting tired."
"Guliu——" Vincent looked at Nicole, who was full of yearning, and knew that he had come to the right place.
What's the matter with Voldemort? To be able to learn from such a legendary alchemist, even Grindelwald dared to take a sword and cut it.
……
……
Judging from the performance of the legendary Auror, there are only a few possibilities left.
Either Vincent committed a crime, or asked Dumbledore for help.
Fudge stepped forward with heavy steps, "Albus, I have very sad news for you."
Vincent keenly noticed that the expressions of Kingsley and Moody were somewhat unnatural.
Umbridge's smirk stretched across his mouth, which he took as normal.
Dumbledore was very surprised, "What is it?"
"You are under arrest, Albus Dumbledore."
Fudge glanced over, and both Kingsley and Moody stepped forward.
"I'm sorry, old man." Moody took the elder wand from him, "I didn't expect my last task to be to escort you back to the Ministry."
Vincent was a little confused.
There are not many wizards who can do this in the entire magic world, and it happens that the president of the Black Swan Club is one of them.
"Connelly, may I ask what my crime is?"
Fudge sighed faintly, "I didn't want to do this at first, but the ministry has received too many protests in the past two months.
Albus, they all think you're responsible for what happened to Quirinus. "
This matter is not light, but it is not serious.
It is true that Dumbledore is the strongest wizard in the world, but if the Philosopher's Stone was kept in the Ministry of Magic, the ending may be completely opposite.
He had to go online to collect money and do things, and Vincent's dislike for the Ministry of Magic directly doubled.
"It was indeed my fault." Dumbledore shook his head helplessly, "They were right, I should be responsible for what happened to Quirinus."
The attitude of "confessing guilt" is so good, Fudge followed the procedure,
"Don't worry Albus, the Department of Magical Law Enforcement will give a fair verdict."
He looked towards Vincent, "If everything goes well, the investigation will probably be over before the end of the holiday."
This is a reminder, but also a warning.
If something is accidentally leaked, the progress of the investigation will naturally slow down.
Dumbledore winked tactfully.
Vincent nodded solemnly very cooperatively.
In terms of acting skills, he pretended to be a child for 11 years.
"Minister Fudge, will the professor really be all right?"
Umbridge, who received the signal, stepped forward, trying to make himself appear more friendly, "It will definitely, son.
The Ministry of Magic has always followed fair and just choices. It will never let a bad person go, and it will never wrong a good person. "
Sending her over to brainwash her was a big failure.
Vincent felt that the taciturn Kingsley was quite suitable, at least it would not make this feeling worse.
"Great, I've always believed in you."
When the big stick is hammered down, the sweet dates should also be given.
Sure enough, Fudge stepped forward, smiled and tapped him on the shoulder.
"Mr. Wayne, what the Ministry of Magic lacks most is an outstanding talent like you.
After you graduate, you must come to us! "
"I will seriously consider it." Vincent looked a little ecstatic.
But in his inner world, he had long dismissed the minister as worthless.
Fortunately, he thought it was a big sweet date, but it turned out to be a flatbread that hadn't even been reconciled with flour.
Isn't this just fooling children!
Um - he is really a child now.
At least Fudge thought so.
The reason was explained, and the hidden danger was removed, and finally it was time to say goodbye.
"Vincent, say hello to Nico for me." Dumbledore's eyes were quite intriguing.
"I will, Professor." Vincent blinked a pair of innocent big eyes.
If you change the background, such as the gallows, it will definitely earn a lot of tears from the audience.
"Oh—" Umbridge delicately took out a pink handkerchief, and gently wiped a tear called Hypocrisy from the corner of his eye.
"Minister Fudge, we must return Professor Dumbledore's innocence as soon as possible!"
"You're right, then let's go first."
Under Vincent's hopeful eyes, the eight of them were swallowed by the black and white vortex one after another.
"I'm so tired—" He stretched out his hand and twisted his neck, then yawned again.
Sleeping without earmuffs last night really affected the quality of sleep.
Fudge and Umbridge's reassurance just now can only show that the influence of old Malfoy is not as great as that of Dumbledore.
Regardless of whether or not Jin Gallon is in place, the decision of the Ministry of Magic can be influenced.
After receiving two important messages, Vincent looked towards the wilderness behind him.
He stretched out his hand cautiously, and the picture in front of him seemed to have ripples.
This special magic barrier is probably used to conceal the real location.
From the fact that the seven chose to show up outside instead of inside, it can almost be concluded that there is also an anti-apparition spell.
Vincent who passed through the barrier was dumbfounded.
This building with a height of more than [-] meters and with various light strips floating on the wall is not a product of this era at all.
It's cyber, and it's punk.
Him, time travel again?
Coming to 2077?
If it weren't for the two old men in simple robes standing under the tall building, he would already be on the way to escape.
"Surprised, kid?" Nicole stretched out his wrinkled right hand.
"No, it was shock." Vincent did not forget Dumbledore's explanation.
After shaking hands gently, he began to look at the building seriously.
Those floating light bars don't seem to be using magic.
The walls don't look like metal either, at least not any metal Muggles have found.
Nico patiently explained, "It's a high-rise building entirely made of alchemy, with various types of attack and defense—"
Perenal gave him a light look, "Son, let's talk first."
"Ah-oh, good Mrs. Flamel." Vincent looked away in a daze.
automatic start glass door;
A hall full of sci-fi atmosphere;
Elevators without vibration and noise throughout the journey;
The high-definition display screen is so thin that there is almost no thickness,
All of these show that the legendary alchemist with a friendly smile in front of him is definitely the most hardcore punk master in the magic world.
When he saw the metal humanoid machinery under construction inside the building through the large transparent glass of the elevator, Vincent wanted to kneel down for him on the spot.
"These are all products of alchemy, and in order to build them..."
Perenal didn't stop him this time.
Replace the circuit board with a magic circuit, and then describe the magic runes with different effects, and finally use the principle of mechanical transmission to complete the assembly.
Vincent understood every single word, but not together.
"Alchemy is so amazing that I have been studying it for nearly 600 years without getting tired."
"Guliu——" Vincent looked at Nicole, who was full of yearning, and knew that he had come to the right place.
What's the matter with Voldemort? To be able to learn from such a legendary alchemist, even Grindelwald dared to take a sword and cut it.
……
……
