The Trinity of Harry Potter

At noon on Christmas Day, groups of distinguished guests arrived at Hogwarts, most of them being prominent figures in the British wizarding world.

For example, Dumbledore's good friends Ephias Dorje, Gsilda Marchibane and others are all famous members of the Wizengamot.

Fudge himself brought the entire leadership team of the Ministry of Magic, but most of these people did not give Fudge a good look. Instead, they had a pleasant conversation with Dumbledore.

Umbridge stood firmly behind Fudge, and Kano saw Fudge's face twitching.

People's hearts are broken and it's hard to lead the team.

In addition, Mad Eye Moody also came to the castle. As experienced retired Aurors, they guided the Aurors in their defense work.

In the evening, Dominique, the French Minister of Magic, and several officials took the Hogwarts Express to the station in Hogsmeade Village.

"Long time no see, my little friend!" Dominic warmly hugged Kano, who came to pick him up at the station, and Kano smiled and patted his back.

"Long time no see, Dominic, let's go to the castle quickly."

A group of people walked through the woods and came to the carriage pulled by Thestrals. Carnot noticed that almost all the French people glanced at the carriage and seemed to have seen them.

"You have brought a group of good hands." Kano smiled and opened the carriage door.

"Kano, please tell me the truth." Dominic got into the carriage first, and then asked in a low voice to Kano who got in, "Is there anything interesting to watch today?"

"Why do you think so? Today is just a simple international exchange." Kano said innocently.

"I'm an honest person."

"Botgel is desperate for life and death because of you. Now let us give him a good time every day. I believe you are an upright person, but honesty? You have nothing to do with it." Dominic laughed.

"Okay, okay." Kano raised his hands and nodded, "There is indeed a good show. How did you see it?"

"Because this time the invitation was issued by the Hogwarts School Board, but the one invited was not Mrs. Maxim, the principal of Beauxbatons, but me, the Minister of Magic."

"It is not right for the school management body to come forward to invite a political figure. Normally, the invitation should be made by the Department of International Magical Cooperation of the British Ministry of Magic."

"I know that you are one of the school directors, and now the school board of directors has almost become your sole authority. In short, you will not call me here for no reason."

Cano gave a thumbs up, Dominic is indeed a keen politician.

"The people I brought this time are all experts who have seen blood. You just want to catch all the officials from the British Ministry of Magic." Dominic joked.

Kano smiled and shook his head: "No, I don't want to usurp the throne. You just need to bring your eyes and ears today, and you can tell jokes when you return home."

"British joke? I like it. You are really a good son-in-law to us French people."

The castle was bustling with activity, and Peter in the basement was also preparing for his appearance.

Although his green bean eyes, dark circles, short stature, and wretched demeanor could not be improved no matter how hard he cleaned them up, the staff sent by the Ministry of Magic still worked hard to dress him up like a serious person.

"The new clothes have been prepared, please change into them as soon as possible."

The staff left the basement, and Peter picked up new clothes and quickly changed them.

Looking at the wretched middle-aged man in the mirror, Peter sighed depressedly.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with relying on the strong. To him, betraying members of the Order of the Phoenix was just a sign of joining Voldemort's camp.

Even if James and Lily died because of his betrayal, Peter didn't feel much guilt.

Well, maybe a little deep down, but definitely not much.

Who knew that Voldemort failed so suddenly and was defeated by a child?

Many die-hard Death Eaters who are now imprisoned in Azkaban know about his tip-off back then.

You must run far away, otherwise sooner or later these people will find you and kill you.

Peter shuddered as he thought of the deaths of those who betrayed Voldemort.

"Mr. Peter? Have you changed it?"

"alright!"

The Auror outside the door brought in a schedule. It started with Fudge's passionate speech. Peter only needed to appear on stage at the end to be a man's stand sign, and then there was the dinner.

Wait, there is a drama performance in the middle? These officials are really looking for trouble.

Peter was thinking this in his mind, but he didn't dare to say anything. He just told Auror that he knew.

Soon, night falls.

The castle is decorated with gold and red ribbons and twelve green Christmas trees. A large number of elves are flying in the air, with gold and silver powder sprinkled on their transparent wings, drawing trails.

The students who were staying on campus were the first to enter, chattering and craning their necks curiously to look at the small round tables in the first few rows.

The first to enter were the host, the school board members, Dumbledore and the professors. They were scattered around various round tables.

Kano also appeared as a school director, which caused a lot of discussion among the students. Usually Kano is not a high-profile person, so they had no idea that there was a school director among their classmates.

Lupine's expression seemed quite natural, but his eyes that drifted towards Kano from time to time revealed that his mood was not so calm.

Then came the officials from the Ministry of Magic. Fudge felt good about himself and waved to the students.

Who are you?

The students clapped and whispered among themselves in confusion, and some officials from the Ministry of Magic couldn't help but snicker.

For the students, with Principal Dumbledore, the most powerful white wizard in the British wizarding world, protecting them, it doesn't matter who the Minister of Magic is.

Fudge sat down at the round table where Dumbledore was sitting with a normal expression, leaving a seat in the middle for Peter.

The last ones to enter were officials from the French Ministry of Magic. After Dominic waved, he sat down next to Cano, leaving Fudge there.

"My English is not very good, but Cano's French happens to be good." Dominic explained with a smile.

No one would believe it! Damn French guys.

Fudge was very good at cultivating Qi. Even though he was repeatedly slapped in the face by the little wizard and the Frenchman, he did not lose his composure.

He was holding back a lot of energy in his heart. The main purpose of tonight was to use Peter as a prop to build up his reputation and not to get entangled in such small things.

"Under the leadership of the Ministry of Magic, we chased Sirius until he was running away."

Harry, who was sitting in the front row, watched Fudge bragging speechlessly.

"He used a certain method to sneak into Hogwarts, trying to kill Harry Potter and avenge his master You-Know-Who."

Lupine looked at Kano again and raised his hand to cover his mouth.

"Of course, we have mastered this method. Now with the protection of the Ministry of Magic, Hogwarts will never be invaded again!"

The twins rolled their eyes to the sky.

"And our hero, Peter Pettigrew, endured humiliation for more than ten years and protected Harry Potter again that night. Let us applaud his courage!"

Ron and Scabbers' former owner, Percy, stuck out his tongue in disgust.

The wretched-looking Peter was brought to the stage. Fudge held him up with his arm, and the flashes of the camera below merged into one.

Kano grinned silently.