hogwarts blast

Chapter 323: The Humble Scrimgeour

After a few seconds, Delis reacted slowly.

"Ah!" He hugged his broken part that was burnt black by the fire in great pain, "My hand!"

When the surrounding Aurors saw the miserable state of Deluxe, they all raised their wands at Kyle again, trying to use tougher methods to take down Kyle and Konan.

No one noticed that among the snow-white pieces of paper flying in the sky, some paper symbols with the word "Explosion" written on them were quietly mixed in.

The gathered pieces of paper condensed the upper body of Xiao Nan in the air.

She stared coldly at the Aurors around her, and if they dared to take action, she would use the detonating talisman to send them to heaven with a bang.

"Stop it!" Rufus Scrimgeour's voice came from afar, preventing this tragedy from happening.

After receiving the message from Kingsley's Patronus, Rufus Scrimgeour, who was originally watching from the other side of the stadium, rushed here at a sprint speed of almost 100 meters.

Fortunately, he finally caught up.

When he saw the man surrounded by many Aurors, Scrimgeour's pupils shrank suddenly, but he soon regained his composure.

Judging from the other party's appearance, things should not be at their worst yet, and there is still room for recovery.

He took three steps and two steps in front of Kyle. Scrimgeour, a manly man who could bend and stretch, bowed slightly to Kyle.

"Sorry, Lord Grindelwald, they don't know your identity, so..."

It's hard for Scrimgeour to lower his stance so low.

Scrimgeour naturally had his reasons for doing this.

Some time ago, the International Wizarding Congress was held at the headquarters of the Magical Congress of the United States. As a result, Grindelwald led a group of people to steal the house. Although this matter was not disclosed to the public, anyone with a little energy in the wizarding world could find out.

Scrimgeour naturally knew about this.

The fact that the anti-Grindelwald Eighteen-Way Alliance of Lords was nipped in the cradle by Grindelwald before it was even formed is only secondary.

More importantly, earlier today, Scrimgeour saw the names Albus Dumbledore and Gellert Dumbledore on the visitor registration list.

Godtm Gellert Dumbledore.

Just because you changed your last name, do you think others won’t be able to tell?

Kyle's two eldest fathers were both in the camp, so Scrimgeour naturally chose to give in.

Not to mention that he was just the head of the Auror Office, even if the Minister of Magic came, he would have to give in.

Kyle didn't want to listen to the other party's nonsense, so he waved his hand and interrupted the other party, "Can we enter the camp now?"

"That's natural." Scrimgeour's attitude was extremely respectful.

This left many of his men stunned.

Scrimgeour's external image has always been extremely tough. When did he ever assume such a low profile?

Even if the other party was the son of Grindelwald, he wouldn't let Scrimgeour pose like this, right?

Yes, many of them don't know Kyle.

When Kyle became the youngest recipient of the Order of Merlin, Second Class in the history of magic, and when his identity as Grindelwald's son was revealed, the Daily Prophet devoted a large amount of space to reporting on Kyle's deeds.

Naturally, Kyle's photo cannot be missing from the front page of the newspaper.

Later, Grindelwald defeated the French Ministry of Magic, stole the home of the Magical Congress of the United States, and continued to occupy the front page of the Daily Prophet for a long time.

Coupled with Kyle's iconic pair of eyes inherited from Grindelwald, it can be said that there are very few people in the wizarding world who don't know Kyle.

But due to the habitual bragging of the Daily Prophet, most of them, except for the group of Aurors who had faced Kyle in the Hogwarts auditorium, would not think that Kyle was a teenager.

How powerful can a young boy be?

They all thought that Kyle was so ridiculous because Grindelwald was supporting him.

So, when Grindelwald is not present, they get sick.

Even though he knew that this was the son of Grindelwald, he still acted like a fool and didn't know what a workaround was. He would only obey Fudge's death order and conduct a body search on the little devil and his female companion.

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Isn't this seeking death?

Kyle and Xiaonan took a few steps and stopped again.

He turned back and pointed at the Ministry of Magic employee whose shoes and trousers had been burned, the same guy who wanted to search them in the first place.

"That person should be fired."

Just because Delis cast the magic a little too hard, one of his hands was burned by the fire.

This man is even more outrageous than Delis. If you don’t want him to suffer some hardship, why don’t we keep him waiting for the Chinese New Year?

Scrimgeour naturally did not dare to disobey Kyle's proposal and agreed without hesitation, even though he was not the wizard's direct leader.

Who dares not to obey the little devil's suggestion?

Let’s first ask the two old devils entrenched in the camp.

Scrimgeour let out a long breath as he watched Kyle and Konan walk through the deserted swamp and disappear into the thick fog.

After sending away the little plague god and the two old monsters in the camp, as long as no one is crazy enough to provoke this family of three, even if the black witch Afu is resurrected and comes knocking on the door, it will not affect this.

The Quidditch World Cup was successfully held.

After walking in the white fog for about twenty minutes, the two of them walked out of the fog.

Kyle's vision suddenly opened up, and a small stone house appeared close to the door.

Behind the stone house are hundreds of strange-shaped tents, which go up the gentle slope of a large field that stretches into a dark forest on the horizon.

Kyle saw the tent belonging to their family at a glance. It was at the top of the gentle slope. It was the largest and most conspicuous one.

After passing through the gate of the camp, Kyle passed between two long rows of tents.

Most of the tents looked almost nothing special, at least compared to the hot-eyed wizards in the camp who imitated Muggles and looked very normal.

Obviously their owners have put a lot of thought into making them as similar as possible to Muggle tents. Of course, some people have added some small decorations to their own tents, but they are not too outrageous.

Except for the tent in the center of the camp that looks like the Malfoy family's tent.

It uses a lot of striped silk very lavishly, almost like a small palace, and there are several live peacocks tied at the entrance.

Kyle glanced at the peacocks. Long-term pampering had not made them too fat.

It seems that Lucius's old peacock often let his house elves take these peacocks for exercise.

Such a peacock is just the right amount of fat and thin, and the meat is extremely delicious.

Kyle raised his hand and touched the corner of his mouth. Fortunately, it was not wet.

It's not the right time to take action in broad daylight, so let's wait until night to talk about this kind of thing.

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