From Kamal Taj to Hogwarts

"I understand, great-grandfather Adrian." Xiwen thought for a moment and nodded slowly.

Then, a golden halo of light lit up in the hall of the Rozier family, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Then Xiwen's figure disappeared.

After Xiwen left, the entire hall returned to silence. The violin floating in the air was still playing sweet music, but the Christmas atmosphere had faded a bit.

The noble ladies of Rosier sitting around the dining table had all lost the idea of ​​continuing this Christmas dinner. Sivan's arrival made them realize that the global wizarding war still existed and that the entire magical world was in dire straits.

The false peace of Christmas is, in the final analysis, nothing more than an illusion created by Grindelwald and the country’s Muggles.

Vader completely lost his appetite at this time, turned to look at Grandfather Adrian who was sitting on the main seat, and asked: "Are you really going to give the inheritance rights of the Rozier family to that boy from the country of Wan?

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Adrian calmly raised the tall crystal glass in his hand and took a sip of the high-end Burgundy wine in the glass, with a smile on his wrinkled face.

"Don't worry too much, Vader. There are not many families in the entire Fa Kingdom who meet the conditions I gave." He smiled at Vader. "What's more, with the temperament of pure-blood families like us, who would be willing to obey a ten-year-old?"

Where is the leader of the four-year-old wizard?"

"Do you think Xiwen can really convince three pure-blood families from Fa Kingdom to join his new force?"

"But what if?" Vader said reluctantly. "He can have such strength now when he is only fourteen years old, but what if he truly becomes an adult in three years? What if those families who are just like grassroots

You fancy his potential and are you willing to bet on him?"

"If he can really get the support of three or more pure-blood families, then what's the harm in giving him the inheritance right directly?" Adrian chuckled and said calmly. "Originally, we need Xiwen to succeed Rossi.

In the Er family, you have to know that he is now the only young male in our family."

"I won't give him the right to inherit now. It's just that Xiwen's plan is too risky, so the time needs to be postponed. If he can really conquer three purebloods, it will prove that he has the power to influence the world situation.

Ability. In this case, why not let our Rozier family be the core of a pure-blood force?"

After saying these words, Adrian gently put down the tall crystal cup in his hand, looked at Vader's charming face with a deep gaze, and asked in a deep voice: "Vida, do you really want to

Will the entire Rozier family be surrendered to Grindelwald?"

Under Adrian's penetrating gaze, Vader expressionlessly threw the silver table knife in his hand onto the fine porcelain dinner plate in front of him, making a crisp sound.

Then she stood up silently, looked at her grandfather, and a sick smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"I finally understand that the families I just mentioned, who are just like ordinary people, may also include Rozier." There was no smile in her eyes, but the corners of her mouth were pulled open in violation of the rules.

The smile on his face became pretty and beautiful. "Are you right, my grandfather?"

The old man looked at his granddaughter silently, with a calm expression and no intention of changing his mind.

Vader sneered when he saw this, and with a "bang", he apparated and left the Rozier family hall.

"Is it really okay to tell Vader your decision directly like this?" the white-haired old lady next to Adrian, his wife Ada Rozier, asked worriedly.

"I don't want to hurt Vader's emotions, but she has too much emotion for Grindelwald." Seeing Vader leave without hesitation, the old man couldn't help but shook his head in disappointment, and said helplessly. "I'm afraid.

In Vader's eyes, the entire family is not as good as one finger of Grindelwald."

"What's more, the great wizard standing at the top of the world is not just Grindelwald. The other great wizard Dumbledore, behind him is the International Federation of Wizards and the Statute of Secrecy.

Grindelwald, a wizard born in a melon, really may not be able to win in a battle! So we can't let Vader put all his chips on Grindelwald. Sivan's arrival just gives us another place to bet.

Chance."

"Everything I do is for the family!"

Adrian looked at the old face reflected in the crystal cup and sighed softly.

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At the same time, a city in the south of the country, Marseille.

Light smoke-like mist enveloped the water of the Mediterranean Sea. From a distance, the shuttle barges seemed very blurry, with only little black shadows sliding in the light of the lighthouse.

The bustling port is lined with topsails and boats, boats and boats are connected with each other, and the water surface is stirred by the ships, making it full of waves.

Even though it's already dark, on Christmas Eve today, there are still many returning tourists rushing home via cruise ships, hoping to catch the last Christmas dinner.

Xiven was leaning against a lamppost, sitting on the waterside of Marseille Port, gazing at the almost invisible horizon in the night.

Among the people coming and going, the strange Hogwarts school robe on the little wizard and his lonely figure sitting quietly were incompatible with the crowd around him. Pedestrians passing by often looked at him curiously.

"Kid, why did you run away from home on Christmas Eve?" An old woman wearing thin clothes came over and smiled kindly at Xiwen. "Go home quickly, don't let your family worry anymore."

Hearing this concerned greeting, Xiwen's eyes moved.

In fact, he is now using the time turner to return to the past. Calculating the time a little, he should have finished Christmas dinner with Sandrine by this time.

Thinking of this, Xiwen turned his attention to this amiable old lady.

"I didn't run away from home, I was just waiting for someone." He smiled.

"Ahem, did your father also go to the front line?" She coughed twice weakly, then showed a kind smile again and said to Xiwen. "My son just went to the front line to participate in this damn thing.

The war started by the Chinese people, he told me before leaving that he would definitely come back before Christmas."

"I've made Christmas dinner, and now I'm waiting for him to come back."

Xiwen was startled for a moment and looked at the old lady with some unbearability.

He knew that this global war would not end anytime soon, and her son might not be able to fulfill his promise.

"No, I'm not waiting for my father." Xiwen persuaded with a forced smile. "It's too cold outside. You can go home and wait for your son! I guess he doesn't want to see you getting cold, right?"

The old lady shook her head and said gently but firmly: "I want to see him as soon as he returns to Marseille."

Looking at the resolute old lady, Xiwen was speechless and didn't know what to say.

At this moment, a luxury cruise ship docked at the port. A brown-skinned man stepped off the ship. He looked at the faces around him and easily discovered the unique Hogwarts characteristics of Xiwen.

Unique outfit.

So he walked straight to Xiwen and the old lady.

"Sivan Rozier?" He looked at the little wizard wearing a Slytherin green scarf and asked.

"I think this is the second time we have met, Mr. Kama." Xiwen nodded.

Then he looked at the old grandma and said goodbye to her, "Grandma, the person I'm waiting for has arrived, so I won't stay with you here for now."

"It seems that this man is indeed not your father." The old lady took one look at the man's complexion and nodded firmly, "Then go quickly, don't get cold outside with me, an old woman."

"Goodbye, grandma."

Before leaving, Xiwen quietly waved the magic wand in his sleeve to the old lady.

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