This Hogwarts is not normal

"Come, let me introduce you to everyone." Fudge led the Wayne family to the center of the main hall.

Under the watchful eyes of a large number of important officials from the magical governments of various countries, the Wayne family showed due etiquette despite having countless reasons in their hearts.

"This is the Director of the International Magical Cooperation Office of the French Ministry of Magic, Le Goff Adrian."

Under Fudge's introduction, Vincent shook hands with Mrs. Zabini's future eighth husband.

He is quite handsome and speaks humorously.

It is said that they have been engaged for a long time. I hope he can be safe and sound.

"You don't need me to introduce this one, right?"

"Of course not."

The Director of the Auror Office of the Magic Congress, an old acquaintance of the Wayne family.

After a somewhat guilty courtesy hug, Vincent looked at him carefully from top to bottom.

My skin tone is a bit darker, probably from the tan.

I feel a lot stronger, maybe I just came out of the jungle of South America.

"Mr. Graves, how come you have time to come to England?"

"I came here to see someone."

The Wayne family seems calm and calm on the outside, but inside they are already experiencing turmoil.

Has Bastard Sam been exposed?

But it doesn't look like it.

"Ha, I finally found you!" Graves smiled apologetically, "Sorry, I have to accompany you for a while."

The family of three looked in the direction and secretly breathed a sigh of relief when they discovered it was Minister Ayiya.

Wait a minute——

Vincent had an unknown premonition for no reason.

This hawkish Auror has been fighting against the Wiccan Party all his life. If a group of vampires suddenly appears in Japan's magical world, they will definitely seek information.

After all, Sam can take care of him at any time, and if Victor runs away, he will be gone.

After he prayed to Merlin, Fudge introduced several representatives of the International Confederation of Wizards.

The previous witch scum incident had been published in newspapers for several days, with their photos and resumes on it.

Vice President Babajide Akinbad graduated from Wagadu Magic School in Uganda, Africa, and is the current head of the Akinbad family.

Anatoly graduated from the Castrobushe Magic School in the Brazilian rainforest and enjoys a high reputation in South America.

Kurbsky is an outstanding student at the Kodos Doriz Magic School. Ten years after graduating, he was elected as the representative of the Russian Magic Union in the federation.

Campbell once served as Australia's Minister of Magic and graduated from Armoredag ​​School of Witchcraft and Wizardry hidden under the Torres Strait.

Ms. Chen, whose real name is Chen Qinglian, is a member of a very mysterious and ancient wizard family in the East.

The only registered magic school in Asia is in India, but the Western world has been unable to figure out the big country where it is located since ancient times.

Maybe there are magic cram schools everywhere, and maybe every city has a magic street similar to Diagon Alley.

Vincent was obviously much more enthusiastic when shaking hands with Ms. Chen.

"I will definitely visit your country if I have the chance."

"Mr. Wayne, we welcome you at any time."

Unlike Japan's absorption and acceptance of the West, that large Eastern country has always adopted an attitude of "removing the dross and taking the essence" when dealing with new things.

The wand is a good thing, forget about the awkward spells and cumbersome spell-casting gestures.

Of course, they are not the only ones coming to the International Association.

Chairman Khafre of the Alchemy Association gave him a warm hug when meeting him.

"Vincent, I dare say you are the most outstanding genius of this century!"

He will definitely change his tune in two or three months.

Even if there is no slander or slander, some bad words are indispensable.

"Chairman Khafre, the association plans to let me be the judge of next year's alchemy conference? This is not good, after all, I am only 13 years old..."

"I believe in your ability. The popularity of Gwent across Europe has proven this."

"Um..." Vincent hesitated: "I will seriously consider it."

Finally sent away.

But here comes another true heavyweight.

"Mrs. Olim Maxim," Fudge puffed out his chest slightly, "She is the current principal of Beauxbatons. I shouldn't need to introduce you to this, right?"

Of course not.

Having attended the opening ceremony of Gwent's flagship store in France, and with Nico's donation to Beauxbatons, Vincent had already had a good impression of her.

Mrs. Maxim made an elegant ladylike salute, "Congratulations, Mr. Wayne."

She turned slightly sideways and introduced the students she had brought.

Four girls and one boy.

When they appeared, the chatter around them became quieter.

Vincent looked at the silver-haired and blue-eyed girl in the middle curiously.

It can be said that she is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen in my life, but that is only limited to her appearance.

Even a young and high-ranking wizard like Kurbski stayed there for a moment, probably because he possesses some magical talent.

"Hello." The silver-haired girl gently pulled up her skirt and gave him a ladylike salute.

"My name is Fleur, Fleur Isabel Delacour."

Vincent, who was a master of French, circled the air twice with his right hand, took a step forward with his right toe and bowed slightly, returning a fairly standard gentleman's greeting.

“Fleur Delacour—flower of the court.

Miss Delacour, your name is as beautiful as you."

Fleur looked a little surprised, "Mr. Wayne, I didn't expect you to know French."

"I've learned a little bit."

Madame Maxime introduced the remaining four students.

Beauxbatons and Durmstrang, unlike Hogwarts, only recruit local students, so they have an overwhelming advantage in the number of students.

As for the quality, Fleur and Sigmund, who are both sixth grade students at the beginning of the school year, are both candidates to represent France’s youth representatives next year.

There are representatives almost every year, not to mention representatives of young people over the age of 16.

After being elected, he will hold this title until he reaches adulthood.

And it is precisely because of the high competition that Sandrina, who is about to enter seventh grade, will only have a two-year term at full salary.

Vincent is a special case.

Of course the British Ministry of Magic is not crazy, because he is the best-performing young wizard in the past two years, and the Wizengamot Council had to make an exception.

"Just passed his 13th birthday, the youngest youth representative in history!"

Rita, the outermost person, wrote the title.

"Please be quiet." Seeing that the introduction was almost complete, Fudge attracted all the attention.

With the blessing of the amplifying spell, his voice covered the entire main hall,

"Today is August 1, 1993, and our British wizarding community welcomes a new youth representative of the Wizengamot!"

Fudge stood side by side on Vincent's left side, with one hand on his back.

"Without a doubt, Vincent Wayne is the best minor wizard we have produced in recent years.

So, I shouldn’t need to explain whether there is a shady secret behind the election committee, right?”

Most of the guests chuckled.

Being able to come to the scene means that you agree with the decision of the British Ministry of Magic.

But there are also a small number of people who don't agree.

Such as Lucius, and Mrs. Zabini.

No matter how much they disagree, they are all smiling at this moment.

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