Chapter 826 Dumbledore's Evil Plot

Dumbledore, who was closely watched by Vincent, did not reveal any flaws.

It's so foolproof, it seems like a shocking conspiracy.

Dumbledore winked at Russell and said, "Mr. Minister, I have to go to Germany, so I won't disturb your precious time."

"Sir, let me see you off."

“No need.” He smiled at Vincent, “I’m not too old to not know the way.”

Are you finally willing to admit it?

Russell could feel that the atmosphere around him suddenly became weird.

Are there any conflicts between these two?

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, "Mr. Wayne, now it's our turn."

Vincent stopped staring at Dumbledore's departing back, "Okay, Minister Russell."

The office of the French Minister of Magic is at the end of a corridor full of doors in the atrium. It is a room with a very unique design.

Simplicity is Vincent and Hermione's first impression.

The light gray main color is neither deep nor exaggerated, giving people a sense of elegance and comfort.

Minister Russell, who was in a good mood, did not talk about cooperation right away, but instead chatted with the two about family matters.

For example, how is your school life, whether you feel any pressure in studying, and whether you have a good relationship with your professors.

Vincent knew very well that he was testing him, and his answer was a bit perfunctory.

Hermione answered truthfully, but just glossed over some of the more sensitive questions.

Russell stopped while he was ahead, but judging from his delighted expression, he must have gotten a satisfactory answer.

Finally, the time came to formally discuss the cooperation. Perhaps because he was in a good mood, he took a few glances at the plan and readily agreed.

"Mr. Wayne, Nicolas Flamel is the eternal pride of our French wizarding world. As his only living apprentice, our French Ministry of Magic will naturally give you the greatest support and help."

Russell meant what he said.

Although Vincent is British, it does not prevent the French magical community from having a natural liking for him.

And he did not disappoint the expectations of the French magic community. The magic base station, an alchemical product that was enough to change an era, was the best proof of this.

The magic contract between Wayne Enterprises and the French Ministry of Magic is completely different from that of the previous 20 countries. Russell did not discuss it with the top management at all and directly returned the authority to control the magic base station to Wayne Enterprises.

"Mr. Minister, you really don't need to think about it again?"

"No need." Russell said sincerely, "Mr. Wayne, even if another senior official were to come to the table, I think the result would be the same."

Vincent was surprised, but also felt it was natural.

Needless to say, his teacher's status in the French wizarding world was enormous; his donations to Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry alone, which lasted for hundreds of years, were an astronomical figure.

After the "death" of this great legendary alchemist, what he inherited was actually far more than just two Gringotts vaults, but also many precious intangible legacies.

For example, his status in the alchemy world, or his honorary board seat at Beauxbatons.

The French Ministry of Magic treats him as one of their own.

Since he is one of us, then...

After Russell signed his name on the magic contract, Vincent said something abruptly:

"Mr. Minister, what exactly did Professor Dumbledore ask you not to tell me just now?"

Such a direct question clearly showed that he was not considered an outsider.

Russell smiled bitterly, "Vincent, I promised Lord Dumbledore."

Vincent also changed his address, "Uncle Osmond, then you can at least reveal a little information, right?"

With just one word "uncle", the relationship between the two became much closer.

Russell motioned him to come closer and whispered, "Originally I didn't intend to tell you, but based on your relationship with Mr. Dumbledore, I don't think you would be willing to accept his arrangement, right?"

Vincent nodded. "I knew Professor Dumbledore was targeting me again. Uncle Osmond, what is going on?"

One dares to ask, and the other dares to speak.

"There is a competition, a historic competition, a competition that has not been held for two centuries."

"what match?"

"Ahem... Vincent, you have to promise me that I won't participate."

"Uncle Osmond, you know me well. I don't value fame or money. Besides, you have already tested me."

Russell looked a little embarrassed. "Well, I can only say that this is a game that emphasizes friendly competition and has a history of more than 700 years."

Vincent nodded, not quite understanding, "I understand, Uncle Osmond."

Although we don’t know what the specific competition is, this information is enough.

Old bitch Deng wants to plot against him?

no way!

Although their voices were very low, Hermione heard it all.

With a bright smile on his face, Vincent started chatting with Russell about family matters again.

This time he didn't give any perfunctory answers and told us everything he could honestly say.

For example, the rational use of the time converter can add a lot of time, the flying boots are still being improved, and the importance of the magic communicator.

After all, he is one of us, so it is time to speak from the heart.

As he spoke, Russell refreshed his understanding of Vincent again and again.

This child is very cunning, no wonder Dumbledore kept it strictly secret from him.

Of course, the two people who were chatting animatedly did not ignore Hermione.

He is as good as Vincent. He also used the time-turner to complete all courses and has even mastered silent spells and wandless casting.

Russell laughed dryly, looking a little unhappy. "Miss Granger, you don't care about fame and money, do you?"

Hermione chuckled and said, "Mr. Minister, don't worry, I won't participate in the competition either."

Russell was completely relieved.

It is not difficult to tell from his performance that this is an international competition and he attaches great importance to it.

After asking Vincent, he asked Hermione again, it seems that the competition rules stipulate that there is no distinction between male and female contestants, and there is even a great possibility that it is restricted to underage wizards?

No, not underage.

At the end of last semester, Dumbledore asked Vincent mysteriously whether he was an adult, so this competition should be participated by adult wizards and should probably be limited to students of magic schools.

As for the reason why Russell was so nervous, it was naturally because he didn't want to encounter two strong opponents on the French side.

Vincent already has enough halos on his head, and his mind is now completely focused on the promotion of the magic base station, so he has no time to participate in the competition.

Hermione is more pure. Compared with being active on the field, she prefers to sit in the audience.

Since her boyfriend wasn't participating in the competition, it would be pointless for her to go alone.

Besides, there are so many outstanding senior students in Hogwarts, does it have to be them?

If you lose...

Let old Deng worry about his own headache!

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