This Hogwarts isn't normal.

August 17th.

After two days, Vincent's health was almost better.

The wizard's strong physique, coupled with his usual daily exercise, makes his physical fitness even better than that of some adult wizards.

LaGuardia Airport in Queens is the closest airport to downtown New York City.

The Wayne family is saying goodbye.

"Don't forget our cooperation." After Lin Yin finished speaking, she turned and left.

With Malfoy's condescending attitude in front of him, Vincent could barely accept her eldest lady style.

No wonder Kenny chose the outgoing Jennifer.

He inexplicably remembered a famous line.

[When I watched the moon with me in the past, I called her Xiao Tiantian—now the new person is better than the old person, I call her Mrs. Niu—]

Anyway, it was Victor who dealt with her, and it had nothing to do with him whether she got used to it or not.

"Do you have any plans for next year's winter vacation?"

"Not yet."

Kenny warmly invited him to visit Japan.

"Isn't it?" Vincent glanced at Linyin who had already walked out of the airport.

Is this just playing hard to get, or does it have an ulterior motive?

"I'll think about it."

Kenny was not disappointed, but gave him a big hug.

"That's it."

"I haven't—"

"The more people pass by, the more chance she will have to eat her up!"

Vincent looked at his face with gnashed teeth, and the four words "hate out of love" suddenly popped into his mind.

"Let's contact you then."

Kenny held Jennifer's little hand contentedly and left.

After saying goodbye to the four Ilvermorny students, Vincent came to Sam who was telling a joke to his parents.

"The Wiccan always say before they leave, 'Don't get caught by Handsome Sam.'"

Eric and Evelin both had low laugh points, and only he and Gugu had a cold face throughout.

"Mr. Auror, don't you have any duties today?"

"Director Graves asked me to say goodbye to you on behalf of the Magical Congress."

Sam mysteriously thrust an old-fashioned wallet into him.

"It contains the materials you want. Just write to me when you're done."

Apparition across continents...

"No problem, I'll get it done as soon as possible."

If Dumbledore doesn't want to teach, he won't teach. Anyway, there are backup options in front of him.

Sam felt uncomfortable looking at him, "I'm going to leave first. If I go back late, Director Graves will probably find reasons to scold me again."

"Goodbye." Vincent calmed down the expression on his face slightly.

The Wayne family's return air tickets were also reimbursed by the Magic Congress.

Inside the Mithril suitcase, there is a luxurious cabin exclusive to Gugu.

It is currently feasting on a small vole.

The scene was so bloody and brutal that even without permanent anti-bumping magic, it could not stop it from determined to feast.

After boarding, the Wayne family embarked on a direct flight to London.

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England, Wiltshire.

There is a stately manor house here.

It is not only surrounded by well-designed gardens, but also has gorgeous fountains and white peacocks roaming freely.

More than ten years ago, it was Voldemort's command base.

But for thousands of years, it has always been the Malfoy family manor.

From the moment he stepped onto the outer lawn, Arthur kept telling himself:

Thorough investigation! Turn it upside down!

“I’m counting on you all to help us carry out this joint operation.”

Kingsley, who was accompanying him, nodded slightly at him.

There are eight of them in total,

They are all professionals carefully selected from the Magical Law Enforcement Reconnaissance Team, the Auror Office, the Office for the Prohibition of the Misuse of Magic, and the Office for the Prohibition of the Misuse of Muggle Items.

If even the slightest trace of black magic is found, according to regulations, the owner of the manor in front of him can be taken back for investigation.

As the captain of the operation, Arthur knocked on the delicate wrought iron door extremely roughly.

This battle is almost like a demolition team.

Lucius, who was sitting quietly sipping tea in the back garden, succeeded in just one second.

His intuition told him that the guests outside were not easy to deal with.

"Go and see who it is." He leaned back in his chair and returned to his elegant and tranquil state.

"Yes, sir."

When Arthur pulled out his wand and was about to use the blasting spell to open the door, a small figure suddenly appeared on the other side of the door.

He has big bat-like ears, a slender pointed nose, big green eyes like tennis balls, and is covered with a worn pillowcase.

He was a house elf, a servant of the Malfoy family.

"Hello gentlemen, my name is Dobby."

Dobby bowed politely.

"Excuse me, is there anything I can help you with?"

Without saying a word, Arthur took out a document from his coat and slapped it hard against the gap in the gate fence.

Dobby's big eyes blinked, and he stood on tiptoes trying to make himself see the content clearly.

"Whether Malfoy is at home or not, we have to go in and search!" Arthur took back the document.

The extremely impatient expressions of the eight people seemed to frighten Dobby.

After a burst of mist, he returned to Lucius.

"No, sir - people from the Ministry of Magic are here!"

As soon as his lips touched the tea cup, Lucius succeeded again.

His hand holding the cup was shaking, and he stood up as quickly as possible, "What's all the fuss about?"

"Master, I-I only saw clearly that it was a search warrant."

With a flick of his hand, the teacup hit Dobby on the head.

Dobby caught it in a hurry and stepped aside cautiously.

Lucius picked up the silver snake-head cane beside the table and said, "Don't let Narcissa and Draco come out yet."

After straightening his collar a little, he walked towards the door with calm steps.

While on the road, he had thought of countless possibilities.

What about the people from the Ministry of Magic?

This is the Malfoy house, and there are no more people who dare to break in.

When he saw the slightly bald red head, his calm expression broke for the third time.

"Weasley——"

"Malfoy——"

The two stood looking at each other in the air, their eyes wanting to kill each other.

Arthur held his head high and said, "If you don't open the door, we will break in!"

Lucius took a deep breath, "Where's the search warrant?"

"Here!" With a thud, the document was slapped on the door again.

"It's too far away, I can't see clearly."

Arthur laughed angrily and raised his wand, "I only count to three."

"Very good." Lucius walked slowly to the door, "Weasley, I will tell Minister Fudge what happened today."

"He's the one who sent me!" The document snapped for the third time.

It was a search warrant for items related to dark magic, and there was Fudge's autograph at the bottom.

Lucius, whose lips trembled slightly, was furious.

After receiving the money and not doing anything, you actually sent someone to his house?

In thousands of years, the Malfoy family has never suffered such humiliation!

Even Voldemort...

Lucius sighed, "Take your people back, Weasley!"

Arthur spat, "What qualifications do you have to order us?"

In an instant, the seven people behind him all drew out their wands.

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