The Evil God of Hogwarts

The Ministry of Magic wants him to hand over all information about the case. Xing Ze anticipated this move, so he readily agreed and handed over the information on the spot.

Minister Fudge was quite happy about this decisive decision, but Mr. R's face became dark. He originally thought that Xing Ze would refuse, or would take the opportunity to make some demands.

Indeed, he made a request, and the moment he met the Minister of Magic, the arrogant stranger made his request unceremonious.

However, that weird request made Mr. R even more confused and puzzled, and also caused him to lose the opportunity to target Xing Ze.

The most important thing is that his wishful thinking also failed. Not only did Xing Ze not die, he also completed the investigation and came back successfully. He was not contaminated even after experiencing such direct dream contact.

There was not even a trace of contamination. Mr. R once suspected that there was something wrong with the St. Mungo's test, so he arranged another test in private.

"For specific details, you can directly contact Kingsley in the Auror Office. I think you two are old acquaintances." Minister Fudge patted Xing Ze on the shoulder, "This way we can realize your request faster."

"I will, Minister." Xing Ze nodded.

"Very well, it's time for me to leave. You must have a lot to talk about."

After the minister left, Mr. R said calmly: "Very well, very well, give me your "Key to the Door", friend. I have to congratulate you, you have officially become a member of the Key Hall. "

"This is my honor." Xing Ze took out the notebook and handed it over, "What should I do next?"

"You are really a workaholic." Mr. R smiled coldly, "You don't have to do anything but monitor Dumbledore."

"That's it?"

"That's it?" Mr. R took the notebook, "Don't underestimate this, my friend, it's not easy either, but it's much simpler than what happened before. It's all just to give yourself a break. Leave it."

“I never expected that a job like ours could still have holidays.”

"We are not a shady company, and we will not over-squeeze our employees."

"Do I still need to follow up on the previous investigation?"

"Are you talking about the fragments?"

"The debris, the attack on the train. There's a lot that remains unsolved."

Mr.R used his magic wand to cast a spell on Xing Ze's notebook. After he finished, he replied: "Why are you working so hard? You have completed the task well and even exceeded the quota. The boss is very satisfied. Please wait with peace of mind. Get the award."

Xing Ze thought for a while and smiled: "Indeed, why are you working so hard? Since someone has taken over, let them investigate, and I will be happy and free."

"That's right." Mr. R returned the notebook to Xing Ze, but there was a trace of disgust in his eyes.

"Does it have any new features?"

"In addition to the previous ones, you can now browse the database of the Key Hall. There is a lot of knowledge about dreams in it. This is the most important. You can study the rest slowly." Mr. R explained impatiently , "But don't get too obsessed with it. Also, remember to go to St. Mungo's to see Therapist Ackerman for testing."

Xing Ze raised his eyebrows, "You still want to test?"

"Of course, once every six months, it can help you control pollution. It's not aimed at you. We all need to go."

"Okay." Xing Ze nodded helplessly.

…

He left the Three Broomsticks and bought a bouquet of flowers on his way to the outskirts of Nottingham, where the Ministry of Magic bought a large cemetery where they built a monument to commemorate those who died in this incident.

When Xing Ze arrived, he happened to run into Bishop Andrew. He looked much older, with deeper wrinkles on his face and a lot of gray hair on his temples.

"What a coincidence, son." The bishop waved his hand to the people around him, "Let us be alone."

They stood in front of the monument and no one spoke. Xing Ze stepped forward, put down the flowers, and broke the silence: "Unfortunately, Bishop, I have been kicked out of the investigation. I'm afraid I will be of little use to you."

"Don't worry, child." Bishop Andrew said confidently, "Only fools are blinded."

"I don't understand what that means."

"You will understand, you will understand, just follow your heart, child, just follow your heart."

Xing Ze sighed and decided not to dwell on this issue anymore: "I'm sorry about Bishop Jacob."

"There will always be sacrifices, kid." Andrea crossed himself on his chest. "He died a worthy death. The Lord took away his soul. May he rest in peace in heaven."

"Is his tomb here?"

"No." The bishop shook his head, "Not here. I came here for these dead people. Do you know? Among the corpses found in the Colosseum, more of them are ordinary people."

Xing Ze said nothing.

"The death toll is still rising and they don't deserve to suffer like this."

…

After saying goodbye to Bishop Andrew, Xing Ze wandered around Nottingham aimlessly. He had lunch in a restaurant on the street and thought about where to go next.

In the end, he returned to Hogwarts. After the crisis in the winery, his reputation did not grow explosively. Neither the Ministry of Magic nor the Church would report the matter in the winery.

But anyway, he became a celebrity in the Auror Office and the Order of the Phoenix, and most people changed their previous attitude and became polite to him.

While he was recuperating in St. Mungo's Hospital, Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall each came to visit him. Of course, his external condition was a fever.

Dumbledore chatted with him for a long time, about the train case, about the fragments, and about the Avery family.

Obviously, after such a big thing happened, the Ministry of Magic wanted to control the situation. They took back the power of investigation, not only excluding the church, but even Dumbledore no longer trusted it.

Xing Ze speculated that this was more the decision of the Key Office, but he could not rule out that it was the influence of the forces that had infiltrated the Ministry of Magic.

After all, during the battle at the winery, Minister Fudge's rescue was delayed. Someone must have tampered with the transmission of the information.

Dumbledore said that he would continue to have people secretly investigate the whereabouts of the fragments, but I'm afraid there is little hope. He has more important things to do now.

Although he didn't say clearly what it was about, Xing Ze had already guessed it in his heart - the magic stone that protected Nicoléme.

At the same time, he also reminded Xing Ze to keep a low profile in the near future, as his sudden fame may become a dagger in the darkness.

Xing Ze knows what fame brings, both good and bad. But for him, it is more of a disadvantage, it will make people who are jealous of him more jealous, and make people who are not jealous of him jealous.

He really needed to keep a low profile, so he readily agreed to the Ministry of Magic's request. He didn't take the opportunity to make too many demands, even if he could make more.

In addition, his submissive attitude can reduce Mr. R's suspicion of him, at least in the short term, Mr. R will not have any reason to bother him, so that Xing Ze can have time to investigate his immediate boss.