This Hogwarts isn't 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 fine without punishment, but it’s not fine with punishment either.

This is inviting people to sin!

"I am an outstanding student at Hogwarts and a supernova in the wizarding world. There is no way I would go into a place like this!"

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

Grindelwald will not leave Nurmengard,

If you want to meet, you can only go there in person.

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.

After this,

It was 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, smoothing it all out.

"Nice Transfiguration." Newt gave him a thumbs up.

"Thank you, Mr. Scamander."

Bradley came out next, as well as 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 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 president of the International Confederation of Wizards, Dumbledore cleverly changed the subject immediately.

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

He winked at Vincent, "Nico, before destroying the Philosopher's Stone,

He once took on his last apprentice. "

Randolph and Bradley both looked over.

Dress solemnly,

Blue eyes that couldn't hide their sadness.

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

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

"Thanks, Secretary Fudge."

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

His show-off worked to good effect.

Bradley, who has 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 all 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 principals 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 principal of Durmstrang is named Igor Karkarov.

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

"Please have your condolences."

His voice was mellow and full of passion.

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

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,

Standing on tiptoes, it can probably reach shoulder height.

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

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

The principal of Kodos Doriz 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 both members of international associations and heads of governments of various countries treat her with respect.

Newt looked around and when 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 the aging of appearance through transformation. The actual age does not change at all."

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

Two extremes, two complementary extremes.

"What should I call her?"

"Madam, her husband is the former leader of the Russian Magical Union."

"Who is the Oriental standing behind her?"

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

"Who's next to him?"

"Takuma Ashiya, the Minister of Magic of Japan."

Vincent wanted to know more, but unfortunately Dumbledore had already stood 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 magic world."

Dumbledore, who was responsible for the eulogy, looked lonely, "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.

"Goodbye, my friend."

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

Next came Newt and Tina, Jacob and Queenie.

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

After that came Fudge and a group of heads of the magic government, and finally the representatives of various international associations.

The small white flowers were not piled very high, and the sad atmosphere lasted until Dumbledore floated the two crystal coffins to the sea and disappeared in the distant sea level.

After witnessing the end of a legendary alchemist, many of them began to use Apparition to leave one after another.

Fudge and Russell came to Vincent at this time.

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

These are two adamantine keys with basically the same appearance and inlaid with various gems.

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

Nico is French after all, and the Gringotts vault there is naturally the top one.

And here in the UK, it is actually not much worse.

"Thank you, Mr. Ministers." Vincent solemnly put away the two keys.

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

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

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

Only a big shot who lives in a high-rise building made almost entirely of mithril and doesn't even know how much money he has would dare to spend more than 6 million gold galleons to "hold" a funeral.

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