A Magical Hogwarts

Minister Fudge's political actions are hard to pin down.

After all, he has only been in office for four years, and he still has high development potential. He can make more suffocating operations in the future.

To describe it in one sentence: the future is promising!

But when it comes to making money, you don't have to look at the future. Now is the only one in history.

The year he had just assumed office, under the leadership of Umbridge, he recommended a set of success learning books.

Will that set of books be sold? Of course, Percy is a loyal reader, wishing to read it as bedtime and play it every night.

He also hinted at William more than once that he hoped to receive such a Christmas present. But the book was really expensive, and William was reluctant to buy it.

This Christmas, I can help Percy realize this lifetime wish.

Who let the minister send William a collector's edition a few months ago.

Minister Fudge has clearly tasted the sweetness. Help others recommend books, how can you make money by publishing your own books!

So this classic reading called "Peace Sutra" came out. As soon as it came out, it swept the major bestseller lists.

In Umbridge's words: This book is the most anticipated book in publishing history, and it's definitely worth the wait.

It is not without reason that some people can become personal secretaries in just a few years. The first point is to lick.

Otherwise, why would people discover your hidden amazing talent?

So don't give gifts next time. Minister Fudge has a clean sleeve. I don't like Galleon, and I hate receiving gifts.

But if you are a loyal reader of other people, you have to buy hundreds of books. The minister can't stop this kind of boxing heart.

In William's view, Fudge was still too honest and not thick-skinned enough. If it were him, fifty copies would be published, limited to the world.

Since it is a limited release, you bought the book, why do you have to sign it?

This signature...maybe ten years later.

But you can't wait to read it, do you still have to buy it? Then send it for signature.

It's like Yong Dong Ji!

Look, even the cost of publishing books has been reduced to fifty.

Just as William was thinking, how should he embezzle behind Hermione's back after Hermione became a minister...Trene was already on the canal, and turned a corner quickly.

An elegant three-story building appears on the left.

—Venice Casino.

William's attention diverted from legalizing huge fortunes of unknown origin... to gambling... ugh, game science!

This magnificent Renaissance-style palace has been part of the Venetian landscape since the sixteenth century.

Once a private mansion, it is now a famous casino.

And it is famous because the composer Richard Wagner died here of a heart attack shortly after finishing his opera Parsifal in 1883.

William thought of those Gringotts goblins. I hope that after betting with them, the old goblin won't die suddenly due to a heart attack.

William will be sad when they die. After all, if they all die, who will pay them back? !

Alas, his weakness is that he is too soft-hearted.

This needs to be changed.

Hermione on the side had already opened the Phoenix Book and was contacting Professor Dumbledore urgently.

But unfortunately, the principal is not online.

"There's a meeting now, he can't be there." William gently closed the minister's masterpiece and put it aside.

It is estimated that Dumbledore at this time was in Beauxbatons, chatting and laughing with Madam Maxime and Headmaster Karkaroff.

The headmaster didn't know yet that two of his most proud students were wanted by the Ministry of Magic in Venice.

Sometimes, surprises are just so unexpected.

Now that Dumbledore was away, Hermione contacted Nico in a hurry.

Luckily, Nico is online.

Even if the World Cup opening meeting has not yet started, he has been watching the ball in a civilized manner.

That's right, Nicole, a Frenchman, mixed in with a group of British wizards, admiring the mascots of various countries.

"William, Hermione, do you see it?" Nico was a little excited, and even brought his astronomical telescope.

This is the equipment when he went to appreciate Victoria's Secret.

"That's the Bulgarian mascot, a team of veelas! It's so good... no, I mean too bad, everyone is protesting!"

"Protest for what?" William looked at the group of beautiful goblins through the Phoenix Book.

"It's protesting Veela, of course. These little cuties... make everyone in the mood to compete." Nico explained.

"You don't know, every time it comes to scrims, the Bulgarian team makes Veela wear jk clothes to pose for pictures.

Everyone is protesting and this will affect the state of other national teams. "

Well... it was a protest, but William found that the wizards were watching with gusto.

There are still many people taking pictures, and more people are confused by the veela.

Is that your way of protesting?

Too tough, right?

"Where's the Auror, where's the Auror? Do you have to? Do these moves at the Quidditch World Cup, okay? Don't give up on the mascots!"

I don't know who was angry.

Nicole also groaned. "Beat the fans, grab the Veela!"

A group of English wizards hurried up at the instigation. The Veela ran away, and they had to beat the Bulgarian fans.

A big melee broke out!

Nico himself hid his merits and fame, turned around and left, finding a place where no one else was.

"..." You bad old man is very bad!

"It's okay, the Auror is watching from the side, nothing will happen." Nico said with a smile.

"It is said that this year's England national team training game is invincible, so that England fans can be caught for a few days, and they can be quiet."

"How are you two on vacation, have you enjoyed your time in Italy?"

"Very happy...except for the fact that we are wanted."

"Um... what?!"

William quickly recounts the fake Goblet of Fire.

"Lost the Goblet of Fire?" Nicole sat silently for a long time, then let out a reluctant sigh:

"William, this is bad news. From what I've learned over the years, the Goblet of Fire is... the Holy Grail!"

"The Holy Grail?" William was stunned.

"That's right. The Goblet of Fire is the Holy Grail, the Goblet of Death, one of the nine Deathly Hallows."

Nico got up and started walking around. He said disappointedly: "I only tracked down the whereabouts a few years ago, so I asked Albus to restart the Triwizard Tournament."

"The Goblet of Fire has always been in Venice. I can't study it well, so I can only let Dumbledore bring it to Hogwarts."

"It... how could it be the Holy Grail?" William couldn't believe it.

"How is that impossible?" Nicole asked. "Is the wooden box that holds the Goblet of Fire still there?"

Hermione took out the old wooden box from the safety table.

"That's right," Nico said. "Obviously, this wooden box was made by Merlin."

"Merlin's wand is oak, so the box is also made of oak.

In the middle of the wooden box, the M stands for Merlin, and the ring represents the ring in the Deathly Hallows symbol. "

Niko said this...that's exactly what happened.

"How did the Holy Grail go to Venice?" Hermione wondered.

"When **** died that year, Joseph of Arimathea buried him and brought the Holy Grail to Britain," Nicole explained.

"Later, it was kept under Stonehenge by Merlin. But with the Norman Conquest, William I occupied Britain.

The Holy Grail was sent to France by him.

Ten years after the death of William I, at the call of the Pope, the Crusades began.

In order to seek supplies from Byzantium, the Holy Grail was sent to Eastern Rome, that is, Constantinople in Byzantium. "

William was taken aback.

It's Constantinople again.

The journey set out by Dumbledore and Grindelwald ends there.

Constantinople...why is it so important?

"Remember when the Triwizard Tournament was held?" Nico asked.

Hermione replied quickly, "About seven hundred years ago."

"Yes." Nico smiled: "The Crusades started in 1096 and ended in 1291.

During the Eastern Expedition, due to a change, the Holy Grail was exiled from Constantinople to Venice.

It was also at this point that the Triwizard Tournament started, and the Goblet of Fire became a tool for choosing warriors. "

Nico sighed: "This is a long and tedious process. I searched for a long time before I found the relationship between the Goblet of Fire and the Holy Grail."

"William, if the Goblet of Fire is really lost, you can only find the murderer." He asked, "Any clues?"

"We're wanted, it's hard to find the murderer, but... I dreamed of death, who may have guided the whereabouts of the Holy Grail."

William repeated what happened in his dream.

The old man seemed a little excited. He gave a soothing smile.

"Sure enough, Merlin's motto reappears: You don't have to look for the Holy Grail, the Holy Grail will come to you.

William, death is guiding you, just as he was guiding me back then. "

"But..." William frowned, "I didn't understand this guideline.

For example, following in the footsteps of the Doge of Venice, I don't even know which doge I am referring to. "

"I know which Governor." Nico showed a mysterious smile, "but I'm not going to tell you."

"why?"

"He who bears the crown of wisdom,

Follow in the footsteps of the Doge of Venice. "

He has lied,

cut off the horse's head,

Take away the bones of the blind..."

Nico read it again and explained, "I can only understand the first four sentences, the bones of the blind, I don't know who to say."

"I suggest you ask a real magic historian. My major is alchemy. For some things, it's better to ask a professional."

"But, Hermione and I are wanted. Where can I find a historian of magic?"

"No, there is one in Venice now." Nico smiled.

"Who?"

"Bahilda Bagshot!"

"She... doesn't live in Godric's Hollow?" Hermione asked in surprise. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

"Yes, but hasn't the weather in Italy been unusual recently? This is not the first time in history, so she went to study it."

Nico smiled and said: "Her home in Venice, I happened to be there for a few days and know the exact location."

William looked at Nico with strange eyes.

After a while, he shouted: "Trene, don't go to your house, let's turn around!"

From the bow came Terenei's heroic scolding: "Wow!"

"What's wrong?"

"We are surrounded by...!"

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