Hermione, let's start the revolution at Hogwarts

"Interesting, but the land in Wiltshire was originally owned by Armand Malfoy." Nietzsche pressed forward step by step.

"What happened to those guys who wanted to kick us out of the Muggle industry..." A voice mixed with the running of a tape broke the confrontation between the two parties, "I have already taken care of the dark magic items... .”

It was a conversation between Malfoy and Flint.

The sound came from a radio.

"Arthur!" Fudge said blankly, "What is that thing?"

"It's amazing, isn't it? With such a small thing, I can hear every move of the Malfoy family at home..." Arthur shrank his head and hesitantly explained the eavesdropping plan.

This time, Malfoy's territory was firmly established. He was breathing heavily and was very angry.

"You actually violated the wizard's law... You are breaking the law knowingly! Extra crime!" Lucius stood up with his cane and roared, "Weasley, you are not worthy of prohibiting the misuse of Muggle items. manage!"

Nietzsche noticed that Arthur, an honest man, was panicking, so he interrupted Lucius.

"Whether Mr. Weasley has broken wizarding laws or not is irrelevant to this meeting." He smiled sinisterly.

Anyway, the author of the law prohibiting the misuse of Muggle items was Arthur Weasley himself, so he could find the loopholes himself.

"You...you really did this?" Fudge swallowed.

It's over, it's all over. I'm afraid his political career is coming to an end.

"No, I don't know about it at all." Lucius paused and tried his best to put aside the relationship, "I don't know much about Muggle things, so I wanted Flint to communicate on my behalf. I didn't expect that he wanted to frame me. !”

He looked at the unconscious Flint below, and put the blame entirely on him.

So as a pure-blood Flint, he became a dark wizard who liked to deal with Muggles secretly, but he just wanted Flint to mediate because the other party understood Muggles.

"The territory was given by the Muggle king, but now there is no reason to take it back... As you know, Flint likes to open some shops and grow some herbs near my home." Lucius lowered his attitude.

It doesn't matter, just push everything on the dead man.

"I understand, so Flint's interests were hindered by Muggles, so he took revenge..." Fudge slapped his forehead and made an immediate judgment.

"Yes, that's it." Malfoy said hurriedly, "My family has experienced so much in the wizarding world, how could it care about a territory... Mr. Holmes, it was Flint who killed, not me. "

Hermione couldn't hold it in any longer.

She finally understood the meaning of 'Malfoy can never be accused'.

"So you actually wanted to find someone who knew Muggles to discuss with the Chancellor, but Flint directly killed him because of the interests?" Hermione followed the other person's words and deliberately gave a step forward.

"That's right!" Lucius smiled and glanced at the name on the table, "You are so smart...Miss Granger."

"And you don't care if your territory is taken back?"

"I don't care, I'm a pure-blood wizard, and that bit of land was given to me by the Muggle king. Who would remember a dead Muggle after so long?"

But Hermione suddenly leaned back and changed her tone.

"That's great, Mr. Malfoy. During the period when the bourgeoisie overthrew the old world, Parliament had confiscated the territories of the king's nobles and abolished a series of feudal powers..."

Lucius walked down the steps given by others, but suddenly he missed the step.

Just like the moving stairs in Hogwarts, the middle seems to be intact, but in fact it is just an illusion created by the magic of the stairs.

Lucius, on the other hand, was holding the tongue of the scepter tightly and grinding his teeth... Once he publicly showed that he didn't care, then his territory would definitely be gone; but if he dared to object, then he would be the instigator of killing Muggles.

"I am - pure - blood." Lucius bit the words and said it forcefully.

What a shame.

The Malfoy family had always killed people and got the benefits, but it was different now. Today, it was in the hands of two children.

Draco, who was playing with his friends at home, didn't know yet that when he woke up tomorrow, his home would be in danger.

"Then it seems that the whole thing was not caused by contact with Muggles..." Nietzsche stood side by side with the girl and made the final announcement, "Then Flint should be handed over to Samuel gentlemen."

He had long been prepared for the possibility of Malfoy cutting off his tail and escaping, so he used the recording to confirm Flint's crime.

"Impossible!" Fudge's face turned red from suppressing it. He knocked on the table hard and said, "Leaving wizards under the care of Muggles will only make things worse... There is nothing you can do against a wizard!"

Samuel stood up and put his hands in his pockets.

"Care? Why do you think he is still alive?" he said,

Just shoot him and that's it.

No problem, if the Wizard can stop a 5.56 bullet, he can try the 12.7 caliber M2 Browning.

Samuel from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs nodded towards Nietzsche with a grateful heart. His voice was not loud, but the decisiveness in his words made the wizards unable to make any sound for a while.

Witch hunting... They couldn't help but recall the darkest era.

"Crouch!" Dumbledore suddenly shouted to someone, "You are now the Director of the International Magical Cooperation Department."

"I understand..." Barty Crouch, who was smartly dressed, calmed down and said immediately, "We can transfer Flint to the US government, but we need two Aurors to accompany him and confirm the final death."

"How could we wizards..." Umbridge was angry.

"Don't forget the relationship between American wizards and Muggles." Crouch said impatiently, "We are easing the relationship between the two. We are just handing over a serious criminal. Life in Azkaban would be worse than death anyway."

To be honest, it would be better to die than to have the soul and happiness sucked by the dementors.

At least it seems a little more humanitarian.

With Dumbledore's guarantee and Crouch's explanation, the other wizards could only follow suit and cast their votes. In the end, Malfoy paid a huge price to avoid prison, and the Ministry of Magic also made concessions to Muggles for the first time.

From today on, it will be the darkest hour for pure blood.

Volume 1: Chapter 84 The new semester begins!

On September 1st, Hermione reluctantly walked to the station with her luggage.

She had never wanted to escape school so much, because her home had been filled with countless letters - most of them were from classmates living in the wizarding world, and without exception, they all got the news from the Daily Prophet.

The news is of course...Malfoy is bankrupt!

True to her advice, even if the British government couldn't deal with the Dark wizards themselves, they still made the purebloods pay a heavy price.

Quirrell, who had followed Nietzsche to King's Cross Station, also applauded.

"Smart strategy, maybe Miss Granger is very suitable for the position of Minister of Magic." He pursed his lips and said pretending to be serious.

"Even if she can't serve in the Ministry of Magic, she might still be able to become the Chief Justice." Nietzsche joked from the side, "She will definitely say: 'Nietzsche, you violated the regulations, I want to confiscate your things.' "

Hermione looked at his playful smile and covered her face helplessly.

The only thing that could make Nietzsche a little serious and excited, apart from studying, would be thinking of ways to go against the Ministry of Magic.

"I don't understand why the Daily Prophet knew about this?" Hermione said frantically, "You know that is the Wizengamot Trial Hall, a place of absolute confidentiality. How could it know about the two of us? ?”

"Anyway, be careful. I can't guarantee your safety now." Quirrell spread his hands and shrugged.

Hermione felt a little reluctant at the thought of them returning to school and not being able to study one-on-one with the professor.

"If there are any new developments about the curse, please remember to write to us!" She grimaced, picked up her schoolbag and walked towards the entrance to the platform. She was sure that she would be surrounded by people once she got on the train.

"Don't worry, I have a new identity now... The Prime Minister and the Queen's Magical Advisor will find out." Quirrell raised his brows and said proudly.

Speaking of which, he has recently become interested in making magic items, especially small Muggle pistols.

Alas~ Ravenclaw is still suitable for research. Rather than leading others, it is better to leave it to Gryffindor and Slytherin. Quirrell only felt as if he was cursed by knowledge.

What an endless source of inspiration!

After a final chat, the few people left, but just as Hermione thought, as soon as she and Nietzsche stepped onto the Hogwarts train, they were surrounded by friends, and the corridor of the carriage was blocked. .

Some of the Ravenclaws were waving the newspapers in their hands excitedly.

"It has your two names written on it!" Anthony Goldstein said. "My Aunt Queenie in America said you stopped the war between wizards and Muggles. I wish I could be like you during the summer vacation."

He was very envious.

We are all from the same school, so how come other people's summer vacations are so colorful?

"Can we go over first?" Hermione struggled to drag her luggage, trying her best to keep smiling, and at the same time holding the birdcage high to prevent Mercury from being knocked around.

Suddenly, a tall and handsome Hufflepuff senior pushed through the crowd.

"Don't block the corridor, friends." He showed his prefect badge and asked the others to move away. "It's not too late to ask after we get off the bus. Okay... give me a break. Let's go back to our place for the time being. Carriage."

Nietzsche met him last year, with Cedric Diggory of the Hufflepuff Quidditch team.

The other party was very popular, and soon he pulled Nietzsche and Hermione out of the crowd and pushed them into the compartment next to the prefect's carriage. Hermione listened to the chirping outside the door and suddenly understood what Harry was saying? Porter's feelings.

"You are famous, you know..." Cedric took out a lot of snacks and motioned to the two of them that they were welcome.

"How did the Daily Prophet know about this?" Hermione quickly picked up the newspaper.

"I don't know, but I know it from my father, who was also sitting in the trial hall at the time." Cedric said, "It said that the Ministry of Magic was threatened by Muggles... and handed over wizard criminals to Muggles. "

Nietzsche buried his head in the pile of snacks. Even if Hermione stretched out her hand, she just turned her head away.

He didn't want to read the nonsense from the Daily Prophet at all.

But Cedric had already read it out. Although he knew that the evaluation of the two people in the newspaper was very inaccurate, he simply thought it was interesting, as if he were reading the biographies of two people with the same name.

"You should take a look at this. Headmaster Dumbledore is standing by the two little wizards. Maybe they are the ones who caused the Malfoy family and some purebloods to go bankrupt... On the education of Hogwarts."

"Lucius Malfoy said that this is the darkest moment in the wizarding world, because Muggles have the courage to challenge the entire British wizarding world."

"All families and businessmen associated with Malfoy will face crises such as supply cuts of raw materials for potions and demolition of houses. The guests of Gringotts are now impoverished because of Dumbledore's connivance."

Hermione was dumbfounded.

Who wrote this report? Let's not talk about how the other party knew that she and Nietzsche were involved, why did they write them as the third generation of Dark Lords?

"But don't worry, in fact, Malfoy went bankrupt, and many wizards applauded." Cedric told his thoughts with a beaming face, "Now Mr. Weasley is still tracking down the whereabouts of dark magic items."

Who wants to see those Death Eaters showing off?

This time, even Fudge couldn't protect them... But Cedric suddenly showed a worried look again and lowered his voice.

"My friend told me that the Muggles also confiscated all the Muggle currency and assets involved in Malfoy, so we all think that these remarks were deliberately paid for by them to slander." He made a solemn promise.

This Hufflepuff's self-familiar prefect told the two not to worry about their reputation in the school, because no one would believe nonsense like "the mastermind".

Besides, even if it is the darkest moment, what does it have to do with ordinary wizards?

At this moment, a car suddenly flew over the train window, and Nietzsche heard many people's exclamations.

He saw Harry excitedly holding the birdcage and greeting him in the car full of sunshine. Then the engine burst into a roar and emitted a lot of steam, and the car immediately rose again.

"Flying car..." Nietzsche's eyes were full of envy.

"Be careful of being spotted by the Ministry of Magic." Hermione knocked on his head and warned.

"So what if they are targeting us? This is the future!" The boy gestured with his hands to draw a blueprint, unable to hide his excitement. "Hermien, this is a truly epoch-making product, enough to enter the interstellar era!"

If...if the two trains are suspended in the air, and there is no need to spend a lot of money and material resources to dredge the mountains, then how will the Ministry of Magic deal with it?

"You are right, but the Statute of Secrecy prohibits wizards and Muggles from cooperating." Hermione poured cold water directly.

Cedric was a little dazed when he heard it. Although he didn't understand what Nietzsche said about "interstellar orbit" and "flying out of the earth", it sounded very powerful. After all, wizards can only use telescopes to observe astronomy.

Maybe, this is the difference between people...

"Wizards' laws are just to maintain order. Once they can't be hidden, the Statute of Secrecy will become invalid~" Nietzsche smiled particularly cunningly, like an old fox.

But Hermione didn't quite agree.

If...the price of breaking the Statute of Secrecy is countless lives, then is it necessary?

So she chose to remain silent. She just hoped that this year would be more stable.

Volume 1: Chapter 85 Awkward Draco

(Take a break today, so this chapter is 4000 words QwQ)

Perhaps it was Professor Moriarty's praise of Nietzsche that made Hermione a little worried:

Are they going a little too far?

But some dangerous thoughts flashed in Hermione's mind, and then she laughed at herself...How could it be possible? No matter how insidious and cunning Nietzsche was, he was dealing with bad guys, and he had his own set of moral values.

Besides, wasn't she looking at him?

And Nietzsche hadn't learned "Leviticus" yet, so naturally he didn't know what kind of storm Hermione's brain had produced. He just spread out the newspaper and covered his face, and his body tilted slightly with the vibration of the train.

So, his head accidentally rested on Hermione's shoulder.