Hogwarts: Break off the engagement at the beginning and marry Hermione at the back end

It can be said that since the triangular trade of the European continent in those years, there has never been such a provocation.

And this kind of provocation still comes from a place in their hearts that they have always looked down on.

How could this not make the arrogant wizards of Europe angry?

"This is provoking us!

We want war!

At the meeting of the European Wizarding Federation.

A leaning wizard shouted.

Although the other wizards did not lose their temper like him, their cold and angry eyes could not be hidden.

"Calm down, everyone, calm down, we have to ......"

Fudge, as the Minister of Magic in England, was of course able to attend the meetings of the Wizarding Federation of Europeans.

At this moment, he was wiping the sweat from his forehead with a white handkerchief.

The demands of the fanatics who are stopping these wars.

To be honest, he regretted it a little at the moment.

He didn't think there was any Minister of Magic more unlucky than him.

From the very beginning of his tenure, he was in trouble.

This is still the case.

The wizarding world of England has just recovered from Voldemort's shadow for decades, if war starts now.

It is foreseeable that he is the Minister of Magic, and he is at the end of his life.

He was only fifty years old, and when he was young, he definitely didn't want to be like his predecessors.

He was ousted by the populace and forced to end his political career.

"We can't calm down!

The skinny wizard didn't give Fudge face at all.

Pointing at his nose and scolding.

Fudge's face turned the color of a pig's liver.

How could he, as Minister of Magic 01, ever be treated like this?

Which one is not soft-spoken in the face of him?

Although Fudge also had the idea of scolding more than once in his mind.

But after thinking about who he was and the consequences of doing so, he took a deep breath and forced a smile.

Calmly explained:

"It's not my cowardice!

But do you think that if we act on a large scale, it won't attract the attention of the Muggles?

You know, they now have a weapon called a peace bomb.

Have you forgotten the power of that weapon?"

Fudge's words drew some approval.

Muggles have grown just too fast in these decades.

In particular, the weapon called the peace bomb terrified their hearts.

That kind of exaggerated power, even they can't help but be afraid.

"Do you think the Black Continent has that kind of weapon?

Or are they going to war for the Zulus and us?"

The skinny wizard retorted disdainfully.

Fudge wanted to say something.

But suddenly I found a loud roar outside.

The dazzling light seemed to light up the entire sky.

"What's going on!"

"What's going on!"

"Go out and have a look!"

The wizards in the house stopped arguing and hurried out one by one.

I saw a huge meteor in the sky streaking across the sky.

The dazzling light lit up half the sky.

And as it gradually crossed, the dazzling light gradually disappeared.

Let the sky darken again.

All the wizards stood dumbfounded, as if they were still shocked by the shocking scene just now.

Suddenly, a shout of surprise made everyone come back to their senses.

Just as he was about to reprimand, he heard the man shout.

"I feel like my magic has increased again!"

It was an old man who spoke.

It stands to reason that such a thing could not have happened.

But after subconsciously feeling their magic and manipulation of the spell, they believed it!

The sorcerers in high positions looked at their palms in disbelief.

I saw that there seemed to be a few imperceptible wrinkles on the wrinkled hands that gradually disappeared.

There was silence at first, and then it was as if the wizards had heard the funniest joke in the world.

The wanton laughter, the distorted face.

It seems that they are all venting the unconcealable joy in their hearts.

Even Fudge, who had always been indecisive.

A wizard with wrinkled silver hair that seemed to be able to kill flies fell to his knees with a frenzied face.

Arms open as if to greet something.

Hoarse sound in the throat:

"The tide has truly arrived!

The time of wizards has come!"

With the old wizard's hoarse shout, the sky did not know when a lightning bolt lit up.

With the lightning came a torrential downpour.

But none of the wizards present hid inside or used spells to resist the rainstorm.

Instead, I enjoyed the feeling of the heavy rain wetting my body.

As if nothing could compare to this wanton feeling.

......

"Urgently insert a piece of news, a huge ...... at ten o'clock today's night Zizi ...... ......"

Before the newscaster on the TV could finish speaking, he saw that the TV screen in front of him had turned into black and white gibberish.

Before the man sitting in front of the TV could complain, the room suddenly went dark.

Not just the man's home, but the whole city went dark.

"What's the matter? There's a power outage?"

Wow,.

With the sound of footsteps going downstairs.

A little girl with shaggy hair was walking down with a candle.

"Father, is there a power outage?"

The girl's voice was puzzled.

"Yes, dear. There was a power outage. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Go to bed early today.

Stop reading those magic books. "

The man stroked the girl's head and said gently.

If you look closely, you can see it.

The little girl was none other than Hermione. []

Hermione didn't think much of it, either.

He nodded and prepared to go to his room.

"So, Daddy!"

"Ann, dear!"

Power outages are happening all over the place.

Although it was accompanied by a few scoldings, everyone thought it was just an electrical repair or something else.

This kind of thing still happens from time to time in this day and age.

So everyone didn't care.

And in a palace that looks resplendent with gold.

Wearing a nightgown, but with a serious expression, Isha II was looking at the ministers in front of him with a serious attitude.

The room is still lit up inside and out.

It's just that the loud noise makes people know that the lights are not without a price.

In order to maintain the power of the Imperial Palace.

There is more than one generator working.

The cacophony made Isha II, who had just fallen asleep and was awakened by an audience with the minister, very dissatisfied.

"What the hell is going on?

Why is the electricity of the whole country paralyzed?"

Isha II asked with a serious face.

After hearing the report of the Seventy-Nine Bureau, Isa II's first reaction was disbelief.

But then, when he saw the darkness outside, he fell silent again.

Several ministers were stunned for a moment, and then said with some anxiety:

"Your Majesty, this is exactly what we are going to report on! "

Another minister added:

"It's not just electricity!

We don't have any more contact with the astronauts!

And all kinds of communications have failed!"

Listen to the news one by one.

Isha II's face also became more and more ugly.

She knew that this situation would not be explained by a simple solar storm or other natural phenomenon.

There must be some other reason.

After discussing it to no avail, they could only retire first.

Rubbed his temples.

Isha II felt nothing but a headache.

As a queen of an empire. 183

She's very old now.

In the face of these complicated government affairs, sometimes I always feel powerless.

Although there is the Prime Minister's share.

But that doesn't mean she doesn't have to do anything.

On the contrary, because of the existence of magic in this world.

As a result, although the power of the royal family has been weakened to a certain extent, there will still be a certain amount of power to make decisions on some major events.

"Your Majesty, the eldest prince asks to see you. "

A chamberlain in a red dress respectfully approached Isa II's side and whispered.

Isha II was a little troubled.

But he didn't say anything more, waved his hand, and motioned for the chamberlain to bring him.

"Mother!"

An imposing man walked in.

"What's wrong? Justin?"

Isha II asked with a reluctant smile.

She still likes this eldest son with a talent for magic.

Even if she wasn't in a good mood at the moment.

But he still maintains a gentle tone.

"I think I know the cause of this massive power outage!

The Ministry of Magic sent me a message. "

Justin didn't go on.

Instead, he handed over the parchment envelope in his hand.

Isha II had already perked up after hearing Justin's words.

She also wanted to know what had caused the incident.

In the industrial age, electricity is almost pervasive in all aspects of people's lives.

And once this power is gone, people will inevitably start to panic.

In order to prevent this kind of thing from happening, the only way to avoid panic can be avoided by solving it as soon as possible.

Take the parchment.

Isha II's eyes widened and he looked over.

The parchment was empty.

There was only one sentence written in royal blue ink.

"We're coming back again!"

......。