Hermione, let's start the revolution at Hogwarts

There is no way, Nietzsche is always a polite child in front of outsiders. When thinking of this, Hermione's dressing movements became irritable... Humph, he is only good at being a good boy in front of her mother.

Nietzsche originally looked docile and obedient, but when he saw Hermione's messy brown curly hair, he immediately smiled.

"Guess what day it is today?"

He found that the buttons on Hermione's shirt were all buttoned crookedly, and subconsciously reached out to help her rearrange her clothes and buttoned them up from bottom to top. Hermione blushed and raised her hand to slap Nietzsche's hand away.

Because the position of the last button is a little... special...

"Hearing!" Hermione glared at him, "This matter can obviously be handed over to Inspector Lestrade to handle."

"I promise, I won't bother you after school starts." Nietzsche touched the back of his hand and threw a blaming expression, "You are so violent, I am worried that no one will want you in the future... Be more ladylike~"

At the end, he deliberately imitated Mrs. Granger's words.

But he didn't think about why Hermione became like this... because of whom.

"Whether I have someone who wants me or not is none of your business!" Hermione raised her fist and shook it in front of him a few times.

"I'm just reminding you as a friend."

"Ha~ Reminder, if no one really wants me, then don't think you can have a good life..."

Hermione suddenly realized that what she said was meaningful, so she stopped quickly, but Nietzsche still realized that something was wrong, and fell silent, looking around at the streets around him.

In fact, many questions have emerged in his mind:

What is this?

Is she thinking about making it difficult for people to have a good life, materially or spiritually?

Nietzsche shook his head and dispersed those inexplicable thoughts. Although they were interesting, they were not as good as the hearing.

"This hearing is not just the kind you see on TV, but a personal invitation from the Ministry of Magic, the Prime Minister, and the Queen." Nietzsche walked to an inconspicuous car, knocked on the window, and then opened the car door.

Seeing him so excited, Hermione just sighed helplessly.

To be honest, she found that only these things could interest Nietzsche, and he was quite excited, as if he had inhaled too much pure oxygen.

"Where to?"

"Ministry of Magic!" Nietzsche told the driver an address, "Principal Dumbledore will also come..."

Along the way, he kept telling the content of the hearing: first about the ownership of the murderer, and then about the attitudes between the two worlds, in which the Queen and the Prime Minister had to make a formal estimate.

But just the ownership of a wizard is enough to give you a headache, you know... there is also a US Department of Foreign Affairs on the Muggle side.

The car stopped at the entrance of an alley, and then Nietzsche took Hermione in. Next to one of the walls covered with graffiti, he saw a red telephone booth, which was very clean and completely different from the surrounding environment.

And standing next to it was Principal Dumbledore.

"I'm waiting for you. Your father has gone down with the Prime Minister." Dumbledore said calmly.

He had no intention of blaming him at all, and seemed to be particularly interested in the Prime Minister's visit to the Ministry of Magic. He dialed the number.

Nietzsche looked at the phone and instinctively felt some disgust towards the Ministry of Magic.

The Ministry of Magic was built underground, so Nietzsche and Hermione could see the floor sinking from the glass window. With a few vibrations, they could see the hall that suddenly appeared through the gap in the railing.

The floor was a polished dark brown floor, and the ceiling above was peacock blue, with some unknown golden symbols flashing in it.

"You just need to answer... Are there wizards in the United States!" A man in a suit shouted angrily beside the gilded fireplace on the left, "Yes! Or no! Everything today will be reported to the president!"

"This... Yes..." The fat man opposite him could only smile awkwardly.

He wore a striped suit, a bright red tie, a black cloak, purple leather shoes and a dark green hat, and was colorful all over.

Nietzsche really didn't dare to say much about this man's dressing taste.

"Albus!" The fat man wiped his sweat and ran over immediately after seeing Dumbledore. "This is not easy to handle. How can we explain it to the American Magical Congress?"

"Just do your job well, Fudge." Dumbledore stepped aside and introduced, "These two are students of Hogwarts, and are also responsible for protecting the safety of the Queen and the Prime Minister."

"Okay, okay..." Fudge didn't listen to anything.

When Hermione saw the Prime Minister and the Queen of England coming over, she immediately stood up straight, like a soldier under investigation.

Damn it, why didn't Nietzsche tell her about etiquette... Hermione blamed herself in her heart, and wanted to salute with her hands, but she put them down halfway.

Her posture was seen by everyone.

"Don't be so nervous. If it were in Elizabeth's generation, you would have been granted a title for saving the emperor." The Queen of England looked at the girl in front of her and said kindly.

It's good. Both parents are dentists who have never evaded taxes. Her mind is not complicated. She is just a simple girl.

"This is Howson Samuel from the US Foreign Ministry." The Queen's tone was much better than when they first met. "British wizards do not welcome Americans, especially because of this incident..."

The MACUSA is more closed than the British Ministry of Magic.

So when Samuel knew that there was such a group of dangerous elements in his country, he could not suppress his rage, and this was also the scene that Moriarty liked to see the most. He seemed to particularly hope that the two worlds would go to war.

"Mr. Prime Minister, if it was just a Minister Kava, it would probably hinder the cooperation between our two countries." Samuel swallowed his anger and said sincerely.

"The reason we came here is for this." The Prime Minister said.

Imagine that when the president only knows that the murderer is the Home Secretary of the United Kingdom, this has a great impact. The Prime Minister only hopes that he can live safely until the change of term.

Regarding the mess in the magic world, whoever is willing to solve it can solve it...

The Prime Minister looked at Nietzsche who was visiting the hall of the Ministry of Magic on the side, and suddenly felt that this was a good seedling-his relative is a British administrator and a wizard at the same time, at least the identity is quite suitable.

"Everyone, please follow me to the Wizengamot Courtroom on the tenth floor." Dumbledore pushed Fudge away and focused on them.

"Headmaster, where is Quirinus?" Hermione said nervously, "We haven't seen him since we came back from Westminster Palace. Could something have happened to him?"

"He is preparing the incriminating documents. Don't worry... He doesn't need to show up in person." Dumbledore gave her a sip of tranquilizer.

The elevator can only reach the Department of Mysteries on the ninth floor. After they followed Dumbledore through a stone corridor, they saw two wooden doors with iron chains and keyholes.

The stones next to them were all black and very light-absorbing. Even if there were torches around, the light could not be reflected.

The courtroom was a nearly elliptical room, surrounded by rows of chairs arranged in a stepped shape, and at the bottom, there was an iron chair with shackles in the middle, visible to everyone.

Just as Nietzsche and Hermione were about to sit down, a very annoying voice suddenly sounded from next door.

"When can Muggles enter here?"

The speaker was a wizard with long blond hair and dark green robes. Like Nietzsche, he also carried a cane, but... the other's cane was a snake head with emerald eyes.

No need to guess, just from the hair color and gray pupils, you can tell that he is the head of the Malfoy family.

"This is the courtroom, ordinary people really shouldn't come in." Nietzsche said sarcastically, "After all, it's your exclusive room."

"Humph, wizard traitor." Lucius showed a look of disgust and pulled his robe to the other side.

That's great. After the Weasley family's 'pure blood traitor', they invented a new name-wizard traitor.

Nietzsche stood in front of the Prime Minister and confronted Lucius.

Volume 1: Chapter 83 Malfoy: Wake up, home is gone

(Based on the recent reversal, Fox will end this subplot as soon as possible. Regarding the Queen of England's action yesterday, Fox was not thoughtful enough, so it was removed. After all, readers pointed out the relationship between the guards and the Queen of England.

Okay~ Then the poisonous point of the Sorting Hat, Fox also changed it today, that is, the part about the sorting time.)

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Nietzsche was very interested in the Wizengamot Courtroom.

First, most wizards still respect or fear Dumbledore; second, Headmaster Dumbledore did not sit far away like other wizards, but sat with Nietzsche and Hermione and the Muggles.

But if a wizard greeted him, Dumbledore would still politely introduce those people to the Muggles.

'Conservative pro-Muggle faction? ' Nietzsche made an analysis in his mind.

"Silence!" Fudge knocked the gavel on the high table opposite them, "Today's trial is for Joseph Flint, who attacked the Muggle Queen in the Muggle world!"

As soon as this was said, the Queen of England judged Fudge's political attitude.

Obviously, Fudge did not think that wizards belonged to the British, and simply believed that the Queen of England and the Prime Minister were just leading ordinary people, and he could be on an equal footing with the two....

Then two groups of dark creatures like a dark room walked in from a door below.

When they dragged the prisoners in, the temperature of the entire courtroom began to drop. Hermione couldn't help but hug her arms. She found that Joseph, who was shackled to the iron chair, was pale and his eyes were empty as if he had lost his soul.

"That's a Dementor." Dumbledore frowned, very unhappy about this, "It seems that Flint has been killed."

"They look very much like... like Voldemort." Nietzsche said.

"Because the food of Dementors is all the positive emotions of other creatures, Voldemort is indeed imitating to a certain extent... They cannot be destroyed, and they will breed where there is fear and death."

According to Dumbledore's narration, Dementors are a kind of conceptual creatures.

They are the opposite of happiness and passion, feeding on the most energetic part of the human soul. Nietzsche was not interested in Dementors.

As the headmaster said, Joseph Flint, who now has a dull look and drools slightly, has been entertained by Dementors. His dull look makes many wizards feel afraid, but Muggles are the only ones...

"I thought at least the prisoner could stay awake, it seems they did it on purpose." The Prime Minister said unhappily.

From the moment their group arrived at the Ministry of Magic, all wizards retained feelings of exclusion and hostility, as if there was an invisible sign at the door of the Ministry of Magic that read:

Muggles alone.

"I think there's one thing missing..." Sherlock said abruptly, "He's also guilty of committing several murders!"

"Umbridge, is this the case?" Fudge seemed annoyed that his words were interrupted. He turned his head to face the short, fat woman with a big pie face next to him.

Her lips were brightly painted with lipstick and her hair was tied in an oversized pink bow.

"I'm not sure. After all, when Mr. Flint was imprisoned in Azkaban, he was taken care of by the dementors because he wanted to escape..." Umbridge seemed to be deliberately imitating the little girl, making a sharp scream. Voice.

"Sorry." Fudge said suddenly, "Mr. Prime Minister, you can't impose unfounded charges on a wizard."

"Nietzsche..." Hermione nudged the person next to her with her elbow.

But Nietzsche ignored her and was still looking at the wizards around him. He found that Lucius Malfoy didn't make any unnecessary movements and kept staring at Flint below.

When the other party heard Fudge's declaration, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Nietzsche!!" Finally Hermione couldn't help but squeeze his thigh.

"I see..." Nietzsche stood up and looked at the packed seats, feeling a little nervous in his heart. "Mr. Minister, we have Kawa's confession here, and there is enough evidence to prove that he is the murderer."

Sherlock deliberately closed his eyes, not intending to participate in what happened next.

Perhaps he knew his brother's evaluation of Nietzsche, so he wanted to take this opportunity to train his son.

"That is also an accessory, Mr. Holmes." Umbridge said aggressively like a toad, her eyes bulging outwards, "We erase the memories of Muggles who know magic to prevent such things."

Her words changed the views of some wizards.

Yes, Muggles themselves want to explore magical things and get involved with wizards... So according to Umbridge, if Muggles kept to themselves, there wouldn't be such terrible murders on the streets.

The Prime Minister was so angry that he was about to stand up and curse, but Sherlock, who was pretending to be asleep, grabbed his arm.

"Concerning wizards like Flint, I think we should lock him up in Azkaban to eliminate the chance of contact with Muggles." Umbridge issued this verdict.

Nietzsche narrowed his eyes. It seemed that the people from the Ministry of Magic deliberately reversed cause and effect and stood on the wizard's side to win the recognition of other wizards:

Yes, if you Muggles couldn't suppress your curiosity and deliberately made friends with dark wizards, how could such a thing happen?

"Is there a possibility that Flint deliberately used the help of Muggles to kill Muggles who hindered the development of his family's interests?" Nietzsche looked at the ignorant wizards and sneered as he took out a stack of letter paper from his arms.

Above are various replies provided by Quirrell.

Some were his own anonymous replies, and some were unearthed from Kawa's home... recording the development of everything.

"Among them, Mr. Malfoy found the person in charge, Chief Judge Thomas, through Kawa because the territory his family had inherited for generations was to be reclaimed by the British government, and he killed him."

"Let me tell you! This matter is not at all due to Muggle curiosity... On the contrary, if Kava never knows about wizards, the real mastermind will always win!"

Nietzsche's voice was deafening, causing the group of people in purple wizard robes to hesitate.

The old witch sitting in the middle turned and looked at Dumbledore. After reading the letters that represented the 'cause of the incident', she became very angry because the contents were full of all kinds of dark and violent rhetoric.

After being pushed back, Umbridge could only stare at Nietzsche.

"Do you know what you are accusing?" Umbridge supported him and screamed, "You are testifying against the advisor of the Minister and Deputy Minister of Magic out of thin air! A pureblood with a long history!"

Hermione's eyes lit up.

Hey guys, someone blew themselves up.

She found that Dumbledore's eyes were scary, unlike his usual kind squinting eyes... The old lion opened his cloudy gray-blue eyes and looked at Fudge with a questioning attitude.

"Although the cause is indeed the 'territory', Mr. Malfoy is not mentioned in it." A witch in purple robes said.