This Hogwarts is not normal

Azkaban and death row have no effect on Vincent.

The punishments meted out to prisoners by other countries' magical governments have no effect on him.

It's okay if you don't punish him, and he won't do it if you punish him.

This is inviting people to sin!

"I am an outstanding student at Hogwarts and a supernova in the wizarding world. It is impossible for me to enter a place like this!"

His oath was very solemn and received a meaningful look from Dumbledore.

Grindelwald will not leave Nurmengard, and he can only go there in person if he wants to meet.

Vincent understood, but pretended not to understand.

Dumbledore raised his hand and glanced at the watch on it.

It has twelve hands, but no numbers, and there are asteroids moving around the edges.

"It's almost time, they should be arriving soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, the black and white vortexes of apparition appeared one after another on the distant coast.

The first one to come out was Delis with a determined expression.

Behind this is Fudge wearing a black suit.

In the blink of an eye, the five people around Vincent all changed into black clothes.

Even near the platform near the edge, two transparent crystal coffins suddenly appeared.

When Fudge looked over, he had already used transfiguration to change his clothes into a complete suit.

Black shirt, black jacket, black pants, black shoes, black tie, with a white flower in the breast pocket.

He ran his wand through the hair on his forehead and smoothed it all out.

"Very beautiful transfiguration." Newt gave him a thumbs up.

"Thank you, Mr. Scamander."

Next came out Bradley and the president of the Magic Congress, Rodriguez Randolph.

Fudge, who was about to step towards the platform, stopped and glanced at the two of them.

"You're safe, Secretary Fudge." Randolph came over with Bradley.

"Yes, Chairman Randolph." Fudge said politely with a smile on his face.

The two of them had already formed a rift during the previous Kraken incident.

But these hidden smells of gunpowder disappeared the moment they stepped onto the platform.

As the chairman of the International Confederation of Wizards, Dumbledore cleverly changed the subject immediately.

"Rodriguez, I want to introduce you to someone."

He winked at Vincent and said, "Nico once accepted the last apprentice before destroying the Philosopher's Stone."

Randolph and Bradley both looked over.

The solemn dress could not hide the sad blue eyes.

"Vincent Wayne, he is also this year's recipient of the Merlin Order of Merlin, Second Class."

Fudge walked over enthusiastically and hugged Vincent forcefully, "Mr. Flamel certainly doesn't want you to be sad, kid."

"Thank you, Minister Fudge."

After finishing his hypocrisy, Fudge raised his chin slightly and looked sideways at Randolph.

His showing off worked very well.

Bradley, who had a grumpy personality, showed his mood clearly on his face.

Randolph's face didn't look much better.

Dumbledore took two steps to the side to block Fudge's increasingly mocking gaze.

"You two, I have to go greet other guests."

They are both heads of a country's magical government, and they know it's time to put an end to their personal grudges.

Seeing that there was nothing to see, Vincent turned around and looked at the two crystal coffins.

He is indeed a master of transfiguration. The "remains" inside are so lifelike that anyone who comes will think they are real.

Many people came to Nico and Perenal's funeral.

In addition to the heads of magic governments of various countries, there are also the heads of the International Alchemy Association, the International Federation of Wizards, the International Magic Trade Standards Association, and the principals of three other magic schools in Europe.

The headmaster of Durmstrang is named Ingor Karkaroff.

He is tall and thin, and his goatee is curled at the end.

"Please grief."

His voice is mellow, sweet and full of enthusiasm.

It was the big yellow teeth that were so unconventional that Vincent concluded that both he and Draco didn't like cleaning their teeth.

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The headmaster of Beauxbatons is a "great" lady, Olim Maxim.

Literally majestic and tall.

She was over four meters tall, and the heels alone reached Vincent's calves.

If Hagrid were here, he would probably be at shoulder height standing on tiptoes.

Although she is suspected to have giant blood, her words and deeds are quite elegant.

He has a slight French accent, so you have to pay more attention to understand what he is saying.

The principal of Kodosdorez is also a woman.

Her name is Viktoria Vladimirov Anastasia, and she looks to be in her thirties.

But what is very strange is that members of international associations and heads of governments of various countries all treat her with respect.

Newt looked around, and when he saw no one was paying attention, he leaned into Vincent's ear.

"Despite her young appearance, she is actually two years older than me."

97 years old?!

"This is a profound magical technique that delays appearance aging through transformation. The actual age does not change at all."

The elixir of life stops aging and directly extends your original life span.

Two extremes, two complementary extremes.

"What should I call her?"

"Madam, her husband is the former leader of the Russian Magic Alliance."

"Who is the Oriental standing behind her?"

"The current Minister of Magic of China, Zhang Lin."

"What about the one next to it?"

"The Japanese Minister of Magic, Ashiya Takuma."

Vincent wanted to know more, but unfortunately Dumbledore was already standing in front of the crystal coffin.

"On July 7, 1992, we lost a legendary alchemist, a great wizard who made important contributions to the global magical community."

Dumbledore, who was in charge of the eulogy, had lonely eyes, "I also lost a friend, a friend who taught me a lot -"

He took off the small white flower on his chest and placed it flat between the two crystal coffins.

"Good bye my friend."

When he started to back away, Vincent bent down without saying a word.

Then came Newt and Tina, Jacob and Queenie.

After relatives and friends, it was the turn of France's Minister of Magic, Osmond von Russell.

Then came Fudge and the heads of magical governments, and finally representatives of various international associations.

The pile of small white flowers was not very high, and the sad atmosphere was maintained until Dumbledore floated the two crystal coffins to the sea and disappeared on the distant sea level.

After witnessing the demise of a legendary alchemist, many of them began to apparate away one after another.

Fudge and Russell came to Vincent at this time.

"Mr. Wayne, you are the legal heir to Mr. Flamel's estate, and they all belong to you."

These are two fine gold keys with basically the same appearance and inlaid with various colored gemstones.

One is engraved with the number 7, and the other is engraved with the number 1.

Nico is French after all, so the Gringotts vault over there is naturally top-notch.

And here in the UK, it's actually not much different.

"Thank you, Mr. Minister." Vincent solemnly collected the two keys.

Most of Nico's apparent wealth has actually been donated to the magical governments of various countries.

Stored in the Gringotts vault are some alchemical raw materials and semi-finished products.

However, the real legacy, such as alchemy items and blueprints, are still in his own hands.

Spending more than six million gold galleons to "hold" a funeral was something a man who lived in a high-rise building almost entirely filled with mithril and didn't even know how much money he had dared to do.

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