I've Done Good Work for the Ministry of Magic!
The calm river surface suddenly rippled, and huge waves surged out, crashing against the damp riverbank.
In the middle of the canal, a large whirlpool appeared, as if a giant plug had been pulled out from the riverbed.
Slowly, a large ship rose from the water, Winky in the sunlight.
Its appearance is strange, like the remains of a shipwreck that has just been salvaged.
A dim, hazy light flickered on the porthole, like the eyes of a ghost.
With a splash, an iron anchor was thrown into the water. Then, with a snap, the door was opened.
An elderly person was the first to step out.
He had flowing, silvery-white hair and a beard meticulously groomed with olive oil. His luxurious, moon-white robe billowed in the wind.
When the old man stepped outside and saw the scene before him, he was clearly... stunned.
Not to brag, but he has experienced many big events and is a seasoned veteran.
What about the original Dark Lord, Grindelwald? The two fought in close combat many times!
So what about Voldemort, the second Dark Lord?
The two sides also exchanged various magical attacks, and each battle destroyed countless buildings.
But I've never seen a scene like this before:
Looking up, the entire city was a scene of ruins, with almost no intact buildings.
Has a tsunami occurred?!
As a wizard who, in his spare time, was instilled with a lot of strange Muggle knowledge by Anne.
Dumbledore is also a seasoned enthusiast of bizarre events.
He had a smattering of knowledge about wormholes, time tunnels, parallel universes, the crystal skull, the Bermuda Triangle, and so on.
At that moment, Dumbledore did indeed recall these things.
Karkaroff's ship may have traveled to the future... Venice, through some kind of wormhole similar to Time-Turner!
Third World War for Muggle may have occurred here.
Otherwise, there's no reason to explain this vast expanse of ruins.
So, is it actually 4991 now?
"Professor, why are you blocking the doorway?" a clear voice called out.
Soon, a tall figure appeared behind Dumbledore.
The ship's door was quite spacious, but it suddenly became crowded after that figure appeared.
It's like a Tiger tank squeezing into a four-lane road, instantly turning it into a narrow, winding country lane.
Maxime was about to urge Dumbledore go downstairs when she bent down and glanced unintentionally at the door, and she was immediately stunned.
"Oh, this..."
She turned around and shouted into the boat:
"Karkaroff, I told you before, don't come in your wrecked ship, just come in my Abraxan."
Madame Maxime said gloatingly, "Serves you right for not listening to me and insisting on showing off everywhere. Now look what's happened."
Hehe~
"What happened? Did the Muggle find us? We parked in a really remote place."
An old man rushed over. He was tall and thin, with short white hair and a goatee with small curls at the ends.
He was wrapped in a silver leather jacket and seemed very cold.
"It wasn't that Muggle discovered it, but that your ship flooded Venice," Madame Maxime said.
"Nonsense!"
Karkaroff walked to the door, but Madame Maxime's enormous body blocked it completely, like a wall.
"Make way, madam!" Karkaroff said impatiently.
"You shorty," Madame Maxime thought to herself as she backed away.
"Ah... this has nothing to do with me!" Karkaroff's face turned ashen, revealing a row of yellow teeth.
This is clearly none of his business.
If a magic ship could produce such an effect, he would have already sailed it to flood the British Isles and killed Voldemort.
You don't have to live in constant fear!
Just as the two principals were arguing, a group of Auror Apparition appeared on the shore not far away.
They watched the magical ship warily, and the strange wizard standing at the ship's door.
"Who are you?" asked an older Auror with blond hair.
"I am Dumbledore, here for the International Confederation of Wizards."
"Mr. Dumbledore?" Auror was startled; he did indeed find the old man familiar.
It really is Dumbledore!
I'd only ever heard about it before, but today I finally saw it in person.
"I'm sorry, sir," Auror said immediately in a polite manner.
"These are extraordinary times. Italy has activated Level 1 martial law, and we must verify your identity."
"Yes." Dumbledore nodded.
"Including you." Auror glanced at Karkaroff.
Maxime stood behind her so as not to block the door, so he didn't see her.
"Since you are Professor Dumbledore and the Hogwarts Headmaster..." a young female Auror couldn't help but interject:
"You should know Mr. Stark and Miss Granger, right?"
"I know them. How are they doing now?" Dumbledore concern.
Last night, he received a message from Nicolas, which gave him a rundown of the whole story.
The Goblet of Fire is lost, and the Italy Ministry of Magic is hunting them down.
This is also why Dumbledore rushed to Italy after ending the France Conference.
Oh, Merlin's hair.
Would William, in a fit of rage, destroy Venice?
But the witch's next words completely confused Dumbledore.
"Since you know them, were they both this good in school?"
"How did you manage to train such a talented student? He's definitely better than our Beauxbatons," another Auror said.
"Yes, I'm not just flattering you; I would say the same thing even to Madame Maxime's face."
The witch said solemnly:
"Hogwarts ' teaching quality is indeed a bit higher Beauxbatons'."
Why can't we cultivate such outstanding wizards?
Our education system is flawed; it's not holistic education, it only produces test-takers...
Maxime was exasperated. She grabbed Karkaroff by the collar and pulled him behind her.
Maxime squeezed to the doorway again, staring at the wizards.
"Madame Maxime, what are you doing here?" The female Auror's small hand trembled, startled.
As is well known, Maxime always travels by Abraxan.
Where's your horse?!
Dumbledore frowned, pondering what had happened.
It's not that he's arrogant; United Kingdom wizards who go abroad are usually asked all sorts of questions, like whether they know Dumbledore.
It seems that things have suddenly reversed; judging from the appearance of this group of Italy Auror, it seems that every United Kingdom wizard should know William and Hermione.
Not knowing someone means being ignorant.
They want my autograph... Wasn't he still wanted yesterday?
Is this a wanted notice? Are you sure it's not just about chasing celebrities?
"Where is Stark now? I can't wait to see him." Maxime clenched his fist.
This kid always speaks ill of Phoebe in front of her. He even stole her Abraxan last summer.
Maxime had always thought William was a decent man.
She had been eagerly anticipating William's experience of the caress of an iron fist.
"Take me to Stark now!" Maxime said.
"He's very busy and probably won't have time to see you, and besides..."
The Italy wizards' expressions instantly turned hostile, and the blond Auror shouted:
"Hurry and send reinforcements! A suspicious wizard has been spotted here, possibly impersonating Madame Maxime, and intending to harm Mr. Stark!"
I suspect he's an accomplice of that white dragon, or perhaps... Death Eaters.
Maxime: "..."
Karkaroff cracked his neck and barked, "Death Eaters? Where is she! Grab her now!"
Dumbledore and Maxime both turned their heads and glanced at Karkaroff.
Dumbledore suddenly remembered Hagrid's Fang: seemingly fierce, but actually a coward.
"What do you mean by this?" Maxime asked, frowning.
"You're all so worried, did he save Italy or you?"
"Oh, in a way, madam... you're right," the witch whispered.
"If you really are Madame Maxime, you'd better be careful."
Currently in Italy, there are two things you cannot mention:
First, the Italy was unpalatable;
Second, bad things said about Stark and Miss Granger.
"..."
St Mark's Square is now in ruins.
Auror Captain Russell was arrested and his wand was taken away.
He shouted:
"Let me go! I have served the Ministry of Magic, I have shed blood for the Minister."
You can't do this. I need to see the minister! I need to see the minister!
William and Hermione stood to one side, watching as a group of Auror led Russell away.
They all remained silent.
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