This Hogwarts isn't normal.

This year's Quidditch World Cup European Qualifiers will officially begin in the middle of the night on the 7th of next month, above the Colosseum in Rome.

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The Italian Ministry of Magic will assist Wayne Enterprises in laying a total of approximately 15 magic base stations.

One week before the start of the qualifiers, Wayne Enterprises needs to install large-scale magic projection equipment throughout the Italian magic world for the broadcast of the qualifiers.

After the competition, Wayne Enterprises will not recycle the magic projection, but will receive 30% of the equipment's revenue in the future, which is equivalent to leasing the equipment to the Italian Ministry of Magic. The agreement is valid for 10 years.

After a pleasant dinner, it was already 9pm when Vincent and Hermione left the Italian Ministry of Magic.

Both of them drank a little wine, but the alcohol content was not high.

St. Peter's Square is brightly lit at night, and most people are walking and chatting after dinner.

"Take a little walk?"

"OK."

The two walked hand in hand on the ground made of black stones, occasionally stopping to admire the night view of the square.

The atmosphere in Italy is particularly comfortable, and all the senior officials in their Ministry of Magic are very nice.

Compare it to the British Ministry of Magic...

Hermione held Vincent's little hand tightly, "Where are we going tomorrow?"

"Greece or maybe Bulgaria. I wrote to them last night. Once we receive the reply, we can use Apparition to go there directly."

With Vincent's current level of mana, he can successfully reach places he has never been before.

Hermione's big eyes were full of anticipation, "I really hope to receive their reply tomorrow."

Italy's enthusiasm is just an example. Negotiating cooperation with the Ministry of Magic there should leave a lot of time.

"I will definitely do it." Vincent was confident.

No matter how inefficient it is, can it be lower than the British Ministry of Magic?

The day is almost gone, and maybe the reply is on the way.

The reality was just as he thought. Shortly after the two drove back to the hotel, a reply from the Bulgarian Ministry of Magic arrived.

Minister Oblansk welcomed his visit very much and included two special red roses in the envelope.

The appearance of the flower is very ordinary, but the special thing is the small words on its petals.

Vincent could not read the Cyrillic alphabet, but Oblansk explained in the letter that the two roses were a pass. As long as you pin them on your chest, you can freely enter and exit the Bulgarian Ministry of Magic without notification.

The identity of the legendary alchemist's apprentice is quite impressive, not to mention that he is also the youth representative of the British Wizengamot.

He took a nice bath, and as soon as he lay down on the bed, there was another reply.

Minister Astrid also expressed a warm welcome in the letter, but she has been a little busy at work recently and can barely spare an hour tomorrow afternoon.

Maybe she was really too busy, as the letter did not come with anything like a pass.

There are many magical animals in the Greek magic world, and it is the hot summer when people tend to be irritable, so she must be busy appeasing them.

Vincent didn't have a good idea, so he fell asleep after writing a letter to the Ministry of Magic where he was going to the day after tomorrow.

If you run two places in one day, you can definitely finish in time for the qualifying race.

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After dawn,

Hermione got up early and read the Wayne Enterprises plan before getting up and going to the bathroom.

Although she was praised yesterday by Ms. Oblansk and other senior officials of the Italian Ministry of Magic, she knew that she was still far from it.

She needs to practice her words, tone, rhythm of speaking, and even body movements.

After washing, she recited the plan in front of the mirror, and then recited it a second time when she found any shortcomings.

When the time came to 8 o'clock in the morning, she changed her clothes and left the room.

Vincent was already waiting in the hotel restaurant, but he didn't wear formal clothes.

Hermione walked up to him and sat down, her voice slightly excited, "Have you received a reply?"

"received."

She grabbed the croissant on the plate, opened her mouth and took a big bite.

She seemed to be choking. She picked up a cappuccino and drank it without looking.

Vincent looked helplessly as she placed the empty glass heavily on the dining table.

The time passed in the blink of an eye before he took a sip.

There was no embarrassment on Hermione's face after she had recovered. Instead, she was urging her anxiously, "Don't look at me, and you should eat quickly."

Vincent silently raised the bread in his hand and took a bite.

When he was almost done eating, Hermione took him back to the room to change clothes.

"I'll wait for you outside."

A few days ago she was still enjoying the slow life in Italy, but today she suddenly became vigorous and vigorous.

While changing clothes, Vincent thought about whether he should let her relax first, but he finally decided to do nothing and wait patiently for her to fully adapt.

After he changed his clothes and opened the door to the room, Hermione couldn't wait to come in and hold his hand.

"Let's go!"

He gently waved the double snake staff disguised as a staff to reveal his followers.

As the black and white vortex disappeared, the two appeared in Sofia, the capital of Bulgaria.

Vincent in the alley took out two red roses from his suit jacket pocket and pinned one of them to the left breast of Hermione's shirt.

"What's this?"

"Our pass."

Hermione picked up another rose from his hand and pinned it to the left side of his suit jacket.

She seemed to be no longer as anxious as before.

But Vincent knew very clearly that she was just restraining herself.

Very good, being able to suppress your emotions is a good start.

The two walked out of the alley hand in hand and saw many unique buildings that looked like fairy tales.

They are Byzantine, Roman, and Gothic.

And their main colors are all very bright. Walking on the street is like walking into a fairy tale town.

Hermione looked at the beautiful scenery around her and gradually relaxed unconsciously.

The two walked across the street and came to a magnificent Byzantine church.

Vincent did not take her inside, but instead walked into a small building outside the church.

The rose pinned to the chest glowed faintly, and the black and white floor tiles they stepped on slowly began to rotate.

A sudden feeling of weightlessness made Vincent quickly hugged Hermione, and then the two of them sank as if they were sinking into the ground.

The rotating black and white floor tiles enveloped the two people like water drops, slowly heading towards the underground Bulgarian Ministry of Magic.

Half a minute later, the drop-like floor suddenly cracked from above the head and fell quietly onto the surrounding mosaic floor.

What caught Vincent and Hermione's eyes was a huge entrance hall made of stone.

Although it is made of stone, it is not crude at all.

The pure natural marble texture appears on the monotonous wall. If you look closely, you will find that its texture has been completely stripped out.

The huge white stone pillars on both sides of the foyer are full of exquisite carvings, and the stained glass on the ceiling reflects dazzling light, which falls on the mosaic floor with different patterns.

Through the ingenious design of the Bulgarian Ministry of Magic, simple building materials can also bring a unique and gorgeous visual experience.

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