The Minister Has Published Another Book to Cash In!

Auror Captain Russell was the first to wake up. He stood up, rubbed his neck, and then quickly checked Martell's injuries.

This person absolutely cannot get into trouble.

Fortunately, Stark acted with restraint, Martell only lost consciousness.

But this makes it even more chilling to think about. How can magic be controlled so perfectly during combat?

This shows that Stark's strength far surpasses theirs, which is why he can control things so effortlessly!

Martell finally woke up, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he shouted, "Where's Stark? Have they caught him, Russell!"

Russell shook his head and said with a wry smile, "Sir, Stark and Granger have already run away."

"Apparition is not possible here. Notify the Auror to seal off the building."

"No, sir." Russell pointed to the Victoria- style floor-to-ceiling window.

"They broke the glass and probably jumped straight from the fifth floor."

The Grand Canal was right below the window; the two of them wouldn't have fallen to their deaths, they're probably long gone.

Martell struggled to his feet from the floor, slowly moving his feet and brushing the dust off his chest.

The other Auror also woke up, and they remained silent for a long time, feeling distressed.

Being knocked unconscious and forced to flee by a fourth-grade wizard is not honorable at all; it's even a disgrace.

Martell suddenly thought of Cregan. The last time they met, he had mocked him.

Fortunately, Stark had a great reputation, which made everyone selectively ignore the age issue and feel a little better.

"Did Stark say anything when he ran away?" Martell asked, looking at the Pucey woman sitting blankly on the ground.

Nymeria was still in shock, and she stammered:

"No... no... sir."

"They seem to have taken the wooden box and the Goblet of Fire," Russell said after inspecting the area.

"Don't worry about it, the Goblet of Fire is fake, and the box is useless." Martell shook his head.

"What do we do now, Mr. Secretary-General?" Russell awaited further instructions.

"A city-wide manhunt has been ordered in Venice; they certainly won't leave here," Martell commanded.

"Notify me immediately if anything is found."

"Yes, sir."

"And Russell," Martell added, his tone shifting to a warning.

"Information about the disappearance of the Goblet of Fire must be classified as top secret."

You cannot report this to anyone. Report any issues directly to me. This must be clear.

"No problem, sir," Russell replied quickly.

Compared to the Head of the Auror Office, the Minister's Secretary-General clearly holds a higher position.

"Are you clear about the requirements for this mission?"

"Understood!" Russell replied. "We have two objectives."

The first is the Goblet of Fire; the second is Stark and Granger.

"Correct!" Martell said. "The Goblet of Fire must be retrieved intact as soon as possible. Any other questions?"

"Is the use of force permitted?" Russell asked hesitantly.

To reiterate, Stark and Granger have come to Venice to attend the International Confederation of Wizards.

The two wield considerable influence and fame in the Wizarding World, so this massive manhunt... France serves as a cautionary tale.

Martell's shoulder blade, injured by William, was still throbbing with pain.

He endured the pain and said coldly, "I've said it before, the Goblet of Fire is of paramount importance."

"Understood." The four people turned and left the room.

Martell touched his shoulder with his severely burned right hand and silently watched them walk away.

In Venice, water is plentiful. Venice into two major areas by the Grand Canal, which flows in an S-shape.

Each region is further divided into three administrative districts, for a total of six administrative districts, hence the name "six-district system".

However, the canals of Venice were not built for navigation, but for water transport.

Of course, boats can travel on the river, but that's just a result; the purpose is to draw water.

For the Venice, living in such an environment for the long term meant that the "living lagoon" was a matter of life and death.

The canals are interconnected and have a fast flow rate, which is essential.

So when William and Hermione reappeared, they were already far from St Mark's Basilica.

Before surfacing, William picked up his wand and used it to break the Bubble-Head Charm on his head.

Otherwise, if two Celestial Dragons suddenly appeared, it would definitely scare the Muggle. They might think that the sea creatures had climbed ashore.

Without the Bubble-Head Charm, the river water didn't wet her hair. Hermione had cast Impervius Charm before jumping from the fifth-floor window.

The two were still wearing Warming Badge to protect themselves from the icy river water.

Therefore, this wasn't a drowning escape, but rather... a high-speed drift!

Even after they surfaced, the rain continued to pour down, pelting their shoulders.

William looked around and recognized their location.

--Maritime Sea Customs House.

That simple triangular fortress, with its watchtower, once protected Venice from Byzantium invasion.

Today, the watchtower has been replaced by a huge golden spherical building.

The weathervane at the top is shaped like the goddess of wealth, constantly changing direction in the breeze, reminding sailors at sea of the unpredictable nature of fate.

Fate... how fitting.

Not long ago, the two were invited guests, but now they are fugitives suspected of stealing the Goblet of Fire.

William also knocked out four Auror and a high-ranking official from the Ministry of Magic.

Fate is indeed unpredictable!

William and Hermione gazed at each other, but without fear, they embraced in the river and burst into laughter.

This thrilling escape was truly exciting!

William began to regret his decision.

Hermione shouldn't have cast Impervius Charm; a wet and alluring look... wouldn't that be better?

Fortunately, Hermione was unaware of William's thoughts, otherwise she might have drowned him.

Two heads suddenly popped out, attracting the attention of many tourists.

They gasped in alarm, and some even considered jumping into the water to save the person.

A young woman had even taken off her pants, ready to jump down and save the boy.

But then I saw the two of them hugging and laughing... Oh! Turns out they're both crazy.

What a waste of that face.

The people on the shore had different expressions, but they all gave up on saving the person and crowded together to watch the young woman taking off her clothes.

A dozen or so gondolas sailed against the undulating waves, preparing to salvage the two children who had fallen into the water.

But one ship was faster; it entered the channel marked by the buoy, and its wake rocked the other ships up and down like corks.

"We meet again," Trene whistled.

She sat upright at the bow of the boat, holding a bowl of grilled cold noodles in her left hand and a book in her right.

She took a bite of noodles, looked at the two people in the water, and smiled:

"What happened? Did the couple commit suicide together? Or did they kiss under the Bridge of Sighs?"

William swam on his back on the water, chuckling, "What a coincidence!"

"It really is fate." Trene pulled out a camera from somewhere and took a picture of the two of them.

She smiled and said, "Photos of Stark and Granger falling into the water... they should fetch a good price if sold to a reporter at the Daily Prophet."

"A witch?" William raised an eyebrow.

"Yes," Trene put down her camera and said earnestly, "I recognized you the moment I saw you."

I think I mentioned it before, but last year I traveled to Paris... well, in July."

"Oh, so we two saved your life?"

"Yes, but now we're even!" Trene held out her hand. "You don't want to stay in the water forever, do you?"

William gestured for Hermione to go up first. Once on board, Trene grabbed his hand again.

Trene was incredibly strong; she easily pulled William onto the ship.

"We're both in danger right now. Is there a safer place where we can go without being a burden to you?" William asked.

Trene thought for a moment and said, "My home?"

William glanced at the woman and nodded, "Then what are we waiting for?"

Trene floored the gas pedal, and the gondola sped off, splashing water everywhere.

She picked up the book again and began to read it carefully.

Seeing the look in William's eyes, Trene looked up and explained:

"I'm planning to sail to the United Kingdom to watch the Quidditch World Cup. Learning more about your culture should be beneficial."

Hermione asked curiously, "What book is it?"

"The Safety Scripture," Trene handed it to him. "It's a new book by your Minister for Magic; it's quite interesting."

After Hermione took it, William also crowded around and looked at it curiously.

The page read, "Minister for Magic is safe and sound, Secretary is safe and sound, Director of the Department of Law is safe and sound..."

William whistled.

Minister Fudge Fauci is at it again, trying to make money.

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