This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Two days later,

January 28, Haneda International Airport.

A burgundy Gt-R was parked in front of the terminal.

Linyin, who was in the driver's seat, handed a small black book to the staff.

After opening it and looking at it carefully, he handed the pass back.

"This way please, Miss Jingu."

Pressing the accelerator to the floor, the car drove directly towards the airport runway.

Vincent, the co-pilot, could understand Meihui's concerns.

In Muggle society, the Jingu family is not just a small group at the top of the pyramid.

If they are allowed to continue to develop, sooner or later they will become a behemoth in the magical world.

"Rinyin, are you interested in becoming the Minister of Magic?"

Hermione in the back seat pricked up her ears and leaned forward slightly.

"This position is so troublesome that I'm not interested."

"Yeah, it's really troublesome."

Linyin stepped on the brakes and stopped in front of his private jet.

She stretched out her hand to open the car door, and then suddenly closed it violently.

"By the way, what was the magic that you used to blow up the yacht that day?"

Vincent glanced at the back seat.

Not to mention Hermione, Daphne is also like a curious baby.

Takuma did not release the inspection report of the wreckage to the public, and only the Ministry of Magic and a very few people knew about the dark magic.

Even less is connected to him.

"Explosive spell."

Nothing to hide.

After a brief moment of surprise, Linyin opened the car door again.

Hermione in the back seat loosened her clenched hands, and Daphne next to her didn't feel surprised at all.

The Greengrass family does not reject black magic, not to mention the "blessing of life" that solves the blood curse, which is essentially a taboo black magic.

Vincent got out of the car and opened the door for them, then went to the trunk to pick up his suitcase.

Hermione shook her little head and got out of the car with Daphne.

They both carried their luggage.

Daphne moved closer to her and whispered something.

Six Toyota Centurys drove in at this time.

"It turns out there are more than just disadvantages..."

Hermione, who was murmuring in a low voice, returned to normal, and looked at Vincent who was talking to Linyin.

"Do you still remember the vampire on the yacht last summer?"

"You found him later?"

Vincent lowered his voice, "He was the one who contacted you before."

Rinyin had countless doubts at this moment.

Why is there any connection with the Umno Party?

Who is that vampire?

Does Dumbledore know?

"He will contact you again."

Vincent turned back to meet Hermione's big, guilty eyes.

With such a performance, he probably doesn't mind anymore.

If the future develops smoothly, Rinne should be able to replace Toshihiko as the head of the Jingu family after graduation.

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Find an appropriate time to reveal a little bit to the Greengrass family.

Then confirm the attitudes of the Vader and Rozier families, which can be regarded as having their own power.

And the Court of Owls has great potential, with new blood added every year.

Completely breaking the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy is finally no longer an unattainable dream.

Seeing Dumbledore getting out of the car with a smile, Vincent's good mood disappeared instantly.

With such a big boss here, even if he really becomes the third Dark Lord in the future, he will still be kicked down if he doesn't abide by some rules.

Grindelwald is still alive. At worst, he will go to Nurmengard to avoid the limelight.

"What are you planning again?"

He looked down and looked at Hermione with a smile.

The eyes confirmed that someone was about to be plotted.

She first prayed for the victim in her heart for three seconds, and then stepped forward to say goodbye to Rinyin.

Although their relationship was strained at first, they are now friends.

Same goes for Daphne.

"Mr. Jingu, it's getting late." Dumbledore looked over thoughtfully.

Vincent didn't even pretend, it was obvious that he was trying to get his idea.

Junyan followed his gaze and said, "Sir, we will send you to board the plane."

Dumbledore's eyes suddenly turned weird when he looked at him, "You're welcome."

Because those big eyes were also directed at him.

"I haven't taken Muggle transportation for many years, Mr. Jingu, I will cherish this short and precious time."

"I have to thank you for the favor." Junyan looked back with some doubts.

Unfortunately, only Vincent's back can be seen.

When passing Linyin, Dumbledore smiled at her.

If the guess is correct, this person is one of the team members of the third Dark Lord.

He originally planned to sit at the back, but unfortunately there were already people there.

Kenny and Jennifer both sat quietly.

It's nice to be young.

Not only did the young couple behave well, but James, who dared to drink cocktails when he came, was also like a good boy.

Miss Rinyin's private plane first landed in New York. After having a quick American fast food near the airport, she flew directly to London's Heathrow Airport.

Dumbledore, dressed in white robes, is very popular.

Especially the children's.

"Sir, are you Gandalf?"

Vincent's face turned red from holding back.

If the long white beard is not tied up, it cannot be said that it is the same person, it can only be said that they are exactly the same.

"Hush - the Lord of the Rings in Middle-earth is lost, and now I'm on a plane to find it."

Several children were gossiping in a low voice.

Before patiently answering their questions, Dumbledore winked at Vincent playfully.

After satisfying the children's curiosity, it was time to board the plane.

"Professor, we are going to set out to find the ring."

"Let's go, I hope we can find it as soon as possible."

Seeing that he didn't look like he was joking, Vincent's curiosity was aroused.

"Professor, does the ring really exist?"

"In a sense, it is, but it can only control one person, and it can't control it completely."

"Tom?"

Dumbledore walked up the plane ladder with a smile.

"Wayne, are you here to say goodbye to me?" Kenny raised his big face slightly.

Vincent stopped and said, "Next time I hope you can travel to the UK, Jennifer."

"Hey! Do you still want the snakewood?"

He waved his hand with his back to the two of them and strode up the ladder.

"Tsk!" Kenny turned around while muttering,

"Jennifer, why don't we go to France for the summer vacation."

"Eh? Is that okay?"

"What's wrong with that?"

Vincent went straight to the last seat.

Hermione and Daphne were sitting in front of them.

Their little heads were about to turn around, but they never overheard a word.

The entertainment and leisure areas were all behind the door between them, and the 7 people in front had completely given up.

Shortly after takeoff, Vincent suddenly stood up.

He stretched, then opened the door and walked into the entertainment area.

The principal was sitting next to him, and he was no longer a social bull.

This was a social phobia, a social terrorist.

"Professor--" Hermione timidly poked her little head out of the aisle,

"Can we go in too?"

"Of course."

It seems that there will be one more person soon.

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