I Have a Big Problem with My Hogwarts

Lynn and Professor Fox found a small hotel to stay.

Smith also returned to the church at this time.

Simon and Leon hadn't left yet. They waited with Rozier smoking a cigarette in the church.

The pure place of the Lord is now a cloud of smoke.

Smith pushed open the door of the church, caught off guard and choked by the smoke that filled the room.

"Have you drawn enough? If a believer comes to see such a scene, won't you be afraid of punishment from the church, Rozier?"

Rozier snuffed out the cigarette butt with disdain on his face,

"If I were afraid of those old gods, I would have stopped being a nun long ago."

Leon and Simon helped open the windows to ventilate the air, while asking Smith's results.

Smith struggled to sit on the bench and shook his head.

"They are too vigilant, and I seem to have been shocked by the grass."

Simon and Leon looked at each other, Rozier spoke at this time.

"So, you went out and not only found nothing, but also exposed us?"

"It's not a secret that we are here. They will always have a way to know our existence, and I'm not without it." Smith rubbed his stump leg.

"I always have an impression of that adult wizard, Leon, go and find the Daily Prophet from the previous year."

"Why do you always call me?" Leon muttered, but stood up and walked into the church, holding out a thick stack of newspapers.

Smith turned from the back and quickly found what he wanted. He took out the Daily Prophet and spread it out in front of the three of them.

The date of the newspaper is September 1990, and the front page is: prisoner of yesteryear, defense professor today!

The accompanying picture in the newspaper clearly expresses the maliciousness of the person who wrote this article to Professor Fox.

She chose a photo of Fox when he was in prison ten years ago. His hair was messy, his eyes were sunken, his face was gloomy and pale, and his eyes were numb and he looked at the camera without blinking.

"it's him!"

Smith tapped the photo in the newspaper to confirm.

"He was still with a little boy, but he was not 15 or 6 years old as Rozier said, and he looked like he was 13 years old at most. He should be a student."

"Professors and little wizards at Hogwarts?" Simon asked in surprise. "Why are they here?"

"Bang!"

Rozier slapped the table and shocked the three old men!

"It doesn't matter why they came here! Since they entered this city, they can't help them! Arrest them for me!"

Her expression was still indifferent, but the hatred Smith in her eyes and tone could be heard.

The three were silent.

Rozier squinted at them: "Are you afraid?"

Seeing that the two people around him didn't speak, Ryan could only persuade himself helplessly.

"It's been so many years, and I know you still hate Dumbledore, but we shouldn't be offending him. What about the Hogwarts professor and the little wizard? Can we still kill him? Now? In a society ruled by law, even if we are all old bachelors, you have to think about other colleagues who are married, they always have to live."

Rozier sneered.

"You really have forgotten your identity as a wizard, shouting for the greater good, but willing to accept Muggle law and governance."

The three of Ryan looked at each other, and they all saw the bitterness in their eyes.

They don't even have magic power, who would treat them as wizards but themselves?

What if you don't accept Muggle governance and jurisdiction? Still carry on the old idea and get put in jail by those Muggle cops?

After so long, Ryan and his gang had already accepted their fate, and only Rosier still remembered the idea of ​​the adult who had been imprisoned in Nurmengard.

Even the lord himself had given up, but Rozier never gave up.

She missed their former glory and hated Albus Dumbledore who knocked them down.

Rozier subconsciously touched the cigarette case in her pocket, but there was no more cigarettes in it, another old friend passed away, and a wizard came to this small town, which made her upset, she had already smoked it today Many branches.

The church was quiet for a long time.

"I didn't say I was going to kill them," Rozier said slowly.

"Since they came here, they have become the same as us, and don't think about being a professor or a little wizard when they go back. It doesn't matter whether they stay here or seek help from Dumbledore. This site has to be approved by us.”

Simon pondered Rozier's words.

"So, you mean to arrest them and let them worship the mountain?"

"We're not the mafia! What mountain are we worshiping!" Rozier was angered by Simon's IQ.

"After they have been caught, then notify Dumbledore! Let him come and lead the people himself!"

Leon understood what Rozier meant.

"Are you trying to disgrace Dumbledore?"

"Humph!" Rozier snorted coldly, "Even if Lord Dark Lord has already imprisoned himself in Nurmengard, what he left behind is not something that an easy wizard can resist, let Dumbledore come and see, his subordinates The professor and the little wizard have lost their magic, what can he do!"

The church was silent for a while.

Finally, Smith tapped the floor heavily with his cane.

"It's done! We have been holding our breath for so many years, and we still don't know how many days we will live! If you tie them up, it's time to let go!"

Seeing that they have come to a conclusion, Simon has always been decided by others to do things, Leon asked hesitantly.

"Then...how to tie it up?"

Smith walked outside the church with a cane.

"Go home and sleep tonight, Simon, your cows are probably dying of starvation, and they can't run away. We'll talk about it tomorrow."

The three old men went away.

Only Rozier was left sitting in the empty auditorium. She looked at the cross, clenched her hand and put it in front of her, wondering if she was praying or talking to herself.

...

"Recently, the criminal gang that committed a major robbery case in Edinburgh is fleeing in the direction of our city..."

Inside a small hotel.

The beautiful hostess on the old-fashioned TV is broadcasting the local news in Barabara.

Lynn and Professor Fox were lying on their beds, chatting about their current situation.

"Who did you ask for the news? Professor Dumbledore?"

Fox shook his head.

"Of course not. Dumbledore is not necessarily in the UK at this time. He is a well-known wizard in the world. Recently, there has been a lot of trouble in the state of Su. The Ministry of Magic of the state of Su is already disintegrating. He estimates that Helping to mediate over there."

"Who is that?"

"Alastor Moody, the Auror of the Ministry of Magic, we used to have a little friendship in the fight against dark wizards."

"Then how will he get the news to us? Muggle mail?"

"I think he may still use an owl. This is just to swallow the magic power of the wizard, and it should have no effect on the owl."

At this moment, the sound of a hard object hitting the glass suddenly sounded outside the hotel window, and Lynn and Professor Fox turned to look together.

An owl was looking at them from the window with its head tilted with a letter.

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