Harry Potter and Master of Magic

The summer vacation finally started, and Zhang Hao took the Hogwarts Express back to London.

He can't go back to Huaxia yet, because there are still two things to do in England, one is about privilege and the other is about Phoenix.

Anything is important!

Although you can't go back to Huaxia, you can go back to Collinsville Castle.

I have never lived in this castle since I bought it!

When Zhang Hao returned to the castle, all the elves showed up to greet him.

"Master, welcome home."

"Little Larry, did anyone come to me when I was away?" Zhang Hao casually pointed to an elf and asked, "Has the work given to you last time been completed?"

"Oh! I'm sorry master, you've identified the wrong person." The elf who was called said, "My name is Stone, and he is Larry."

When the elves are young, there is not much difference in appearance, and only when they get to a certain level, will they gradually show a certain difference.

The same goes for their magical talents, some can easily defeat human wizards, while others can't.

"Stone?" Zhang Hao said casually, "Then tell me."

"Yes, Master!" Stone said cautiously: "When you were away, a few Muggle humans came. But they found that the castle was empty and left, and we dared not contact them. That is illegal. "

"You did a good job," Zhang Hao nodded. "I think you can make a barrier and hide the castle."

He'd always thought some European rules were rogue, like castle deals.

The buyer obviously spent a lot of money, but could not fully own the castle.

A few years later, when you have no money to maintain the castle, this castle that belongs to you will be recycled.

How is this different from robbery?

They call it the protection of historical heritage, but protection of historical heritage means infringing on personal rights?

Zhang Hao felt that he couldn't get used to this problem, and it was better to let his castle disappear from the sight of ordinary people.

"Master, are you trying to hide the castle? With our ability, we only need an order from you."

The elves are very proud, and they also have the capital of pride.

Some people in the magical world believe that the magical abilities of house-elves are related to the commands of their masters.

Their magic serves their master, and the more difficult the master's commands, the greater the magical abilities they display.

There are even people who believe that there is no upper limit to the magical power of the elf.

If there are enough elves, and if the master's will is strong enough, they can even create worlds.

Zhang Hao thinks the former is very reasonable, while the latter is completely nonsense.

Magic is closely related to will, and strong will can indeed strengthen magic, but it is impossible to say that there is no upper limit.

In the wars of wizards to conquer other magical creatures, elves were once free. If their magical abilities really have no upper limit, how can they be conquered by humans?

But from another perspective, those unreliable arguments actually represent the recognition of the wizards' magical abilities of the elf.

Just imposing a magical barrier on a castle should not be a problem for the elves.

"Then why don't you do it soon?" Zhang Hao said to the elves: "Remember, the enchantment must be strong, strong, and concealed, and it is best to exist forever!"

"As you wish, my lord!"

Zhang Hao likes Collinsville Castle very much. This is his residence in the United Kingdom, and it cannot be overemphasized.

Letting the elves strengthen their defenses is only the first step, and there may be other arrangements in the future, such as getting a Faithful Loyalty Charm, or setting up a magic circle... There are three towers in the castle. It would be better if a magic crystal cannon was created. !

Well! It's better to hide in a different dimension space, that's safer.

The next day, Zhang Hao went to the Ministry of Magic by appointment.

Shortly after his departure, Charlie Smith, the Castle's trading agent, came to visit again.

But when they arrived on the banks of the Rhys River, they found that the famous Collinsville Castle... was gone!

"My God! Am I dreaming?" Smith said in shock. "Where's the castle? Where's Collinsville Castle?"

A castle so big has disappeared inexplicably!

The whole group felt a chill down their spines, as if they were being targeted by some mysterious existence.

"Will there be ghosts?"

"Are you kidding? How can there be such a thing as a ghost?"

"Then tell me why the castle disappeared? How do we explain to the company?"

"Okay! I admit there are ghosts, I think we should hurry up and leave!"

"Yes! Let the professionals investigate, we don't care about this."

Smith and his party quickly left the scene, but soon another group of people came.

The group included policemen and reporters. They searched the neighborhood for a long time, but could not find the once famous castle.

Not long after, this anecdote made the newspapers.

"Shocked! A mysterious rich man actually did such a thing to his castle!"

"A horrible scene! The castle mysteriously disappeared, you must know its owner!"

"Laughing crazy! Mysterious rich buys English castle, two months later..."

"Buy a castle? The kind that will disappear!"

A variety of titles rushed into people's sight.

But the content is actually similar. It's all like this: "The famous castle in Staffordshire, Collinsville, has mysteriously disappeared recently. Relevant sources revealed that the owner of the castle, Mr. Zhang Hao, a Chinese rich man, was also missing..."

Celebrities, famous people, mysterious events...

All the intriguing elements were put together, and the news was like wings, and flew all over the world in an instant.

After that, experts from all sides came to explore the mystery in batches as if they had discovered a new continent.

And Zhang Hao didn't know it yet, but he accidentally added another unsolved mystery to the world.

He was wrangling with Fudge at the Ministry of Magic right now!

Although the matter of privilege has been set, the two parties have not yet been able to reach an agreement on some details.

"Mr. Minister, I have promised Dumbledore to register the patent, you should know what this means, right?" He said seriously: "How much benefit will a powerful white magic attack spell bring to the British wizarding world? And I just need a little privilege, and you still ask me for money?"

"Sir, please calm down, maybe after listening to my explanation, you will understand my difficulties." Fudge said helplessly: "The Ministry of Magic is not my word, many people only pay attention to the immediate interests, this you Yes. If you can't keep their mouths shut, they won't recognize your privilege. One less stamp on the document will be an excuse for someone to attack you in the future."

"Who are some of the people you're talking about?" Zhang Hao frowned, "Could it be that someone is embarrassing me?"

"Not yet," Fudge said, spreading his hands, "but who knows in the future?"