Harry Potter's Bastard

The battle ended quickly, and before Solim could calm the Muggle dignitaries, Vanessa came in and told him that the battle was over.

Yes, the battle is over.

Fights between wizards tend to be like this and don't last long. Often, after a few rounds, the winner can be decided. There are very few people who will choose to do it when they are completely evenly matched, and they will only choose to do it when there is a difference in strength.

Alexios was obviously sure that he was going to do something with the people of the church, and that was exactly what he was. The people of the church were unable to withstand the power of this immortal wizard, even though each of them had a so-called holy weapon with different functions.

"He's alone?" Solim looked at Vanessa with some surprise and reconfirmed, "He single-handedly dealt with the people of the church, including the presiding judge?"

The church has always been good at bullying the less, and they often form a battle team, some are responsible for the main attack, some are responsible for containment, and some are responsible for sneak attacks, and fighting them often requires comprehensive skills and good magic to stalemate the situation. But Alexios was able to defeat them single-handedly in the battle against the squad led by the Presiding Inquisitor, whose soul had also been sublimated......

"All I can say is that there is a gap between immortal wizards. Fanasha said, "And immortality only means their soul state, not their actual combat effectiveness. "

It's like a car with a 12-cylinder engine doesn't necessarily outperform a car with a V6 engine, there are a variety of factors to consider, and it doesn't mean that a certain part of the car is outstanding just because the overall ability is outstanding.

"So all the people in the church are dead?"

"No, he let them go. "Vanessa had been watching the fight from the outside and knew more than Solim.

"Don't be surprised, just because people say he's crazy, doesn't mean he's really crazy. He knows what he can and can't do. "

The relationship between the wizard and the church is still at the level of dispute and slight friction, although a white bishop died at the hands of the wizard, but the loss is bearable, and it is really unreasonable for the church to be compared to the real child, and Selwyn also returned the two seized holy weapons, so the bilateral relationship is still generally stable.

If the presiding judge and the two cardinals were to die, the top and pillars of the Church would be of a very different nature. That's when the relationship goes straight from a feud to a state of belligerence.

Neither the wizards nor the church want to see things go in such an uncontrollable direction. It's like the church didn't kill yesterday, and the injured wizards are all guys who are not good enough and still make up for it, and they don't want to mess with the wizards.

Alexios' purpose, or the purpose of the wizarding hierarchy, has been achieved through Alexios, intimidating the Church and making them aware of the status quo.

The essence of black magic is restraint.

Solim couldn't agree more. Because the dark wizard who can't restrain himself has long been caught in all kinds of negative emotions and can't extricate himself, how can he go further on the road of black magic. Alexios is an immortal wizard who has completed his soul transformation, how can such a wizard Dana be a real madman?

"Oh, what are those people doing here?" Vanasha suddenly looked down the street, where a group of people were walking this way.

When Solim looked at it, it turned out to be someone from the Ministry of Magic, and it was the limping Scrimgeour who was at the head. Looks like it's coming for them.

"We need to talk!"

That was Scrimgour's first sentence.

To be honest, Solim really didn't know what he had to talk to the people at the Ministry of Magic.

He is a subordinate body of the Presbyterian Church, and the Ministry of Magic is relatively independent, and they have no control over each other.

"You send them away, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with them. Vanessa leaned into Solim's ear and whispered, "Don't worry about Willard, that guy doesn't bother to bother with that." As long as it doesn't involve issues of principle, you can make decisions on certain issues, and the family will support you. "

Solim was surprised, he thought he was a puppet, but Vaanatha seemed to mean that he still had some power.

The largest meeting room in the Roderick Hotel was filled with all the Muggle dignitaries and royals, as well as the main officials of the Ministry of Magic, and Solim even saw Hermione.

Scrimgeour wanted something simple, he wanted to take the opportunity to reach some agreement with the Muggle government.

The poor Prime Minister is still in bed, and his age makes him overwhelmed by the vampires, even if they have some restraints. He is still in a coma, and as a last resort, other officials have to come forward to replace him as a representative of the government.

The Ministry of Magic originally hoped to find the Muggle government to negotiate a series of cooperation plans, but due to the current situation, Scrimgeour could not do this without Solim and his party, who were in charge of the Muggle itinerary.

Fortunately, he was not hindered.

Scrimgeour's hair had begun to look like that of most British men—his bushy hair had thinned, his normally normal cheeks had thinned, his cheekbones were raised, and he looked very haggard. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

But there was still light in his eyes.

To be honest, Solim still admires the Gryffindor dean. Not everyone dared to fight the Death Eaters in that situation. Scrimgeour wasn't the Order of the Phoenix, he didn't have a family like Selwyn behind him, and he wasn't that strong himself. But he still dared to confront the darkness head-on, and given how terrible the situation was and where he couldn't see the way forward, Scrimgeur's actions were all the more valuable.

For such a warrior who dared to sacrifice himself and dare to stand up to the darkness, Solim gave the utmost respect.

He told Scrimgeour that it was up to the Ministry of Magic to reach an agreement with the Muggles, and that Solim and the others would not interfere as long as they did not touch the bottom line of the Council of Elders.

Solim, as an observer and overseer, said nothing at the meeting. The whole time I watched the officials of the Ministry of Magic and the Muggle government bickering with each other.

Scrimgeour wanted financial support from the Muggle government, but he couldn't get much in return.

Due to restrictions imposed by the Council of Elders, cooperation between the Ministry of Magic and Muggles was subject to approval and oversight. In this regard, Scrimgeour said that it doesn't count at all, and even if the Wizengamot unanimously votes it, it won't help.

"Don't look at me like that. Facing the many eyes in the conference room, Solim said unhurriedly: "I'm just an observer today. "

"But you have a fair amount of influence over your department, don't you?" sat Hermione in the chair behind Scrimgeur, the girl looking at Solim with complicated eyes.

"As I said before," Solim unhurried, "as long as you don't touch the bottom line, your cooperation is legitimate." As for the official process, I think the Ministry of Magic should know better than me. "[]

After the first informal meeting between the Ministry of Magic and Muggles, Hermione stayed at Scrimgeour's and Percy's behest. This is obviously ready to play the emotional card.