A Certain Magical Hogwarts
Chapter 518

Harry, Why Aren't You a Girl?

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The Venice attacks ultimately spread throughout the world at breakneck speed.

The first to receive the news were not the Minister for Magic from various countries, nor were they high-ranking officials or dignitaries.

Instead... it's a wizard reporter.

They seemed omniscient and omnipotent, always able to observe the celestial phenomena at night and know where major events were about to occur.

Its sense of smell is comparable to the amazing Niffler.

So all the wizard journalists rushed to Venice, showing everyone what the speed of Western journalists was all about.

It's normal for reporters to be this crazy.

What's so great about reporting on the Quidditch World Cup? It's all the same old stuff: England's unbeatable training matches and fans fighting each other. The only thing worth looking forward to is the Veela.

No news from Venice is more exciting or eye-catching!

It's important to understand that this incident is even more terrifying than the one in Paris last year.

Despite the nuclear bombs and firestorms that struck Paris, in the end, only a few buildings, including Notre-Dame de Paris, were destroyed.

And Venice? It's truly gone!

Well, the France still have their opinions on this.

In Cregan's words, "Notre Notre-Dame de Paris alone is worth more than the whole of Venice."

That's incredibly shameless. My St Mark's Basilica is even more prestigious than your Notre-Dame Cathedral.

The France are clearly just trying to capitalize on the tragedy of Venice, profiting from the loss of its people.

First, Italy sparring with Italy, and once the hype builds, launch the seventh round of online begging:

We are calling on wizards worldwide to donate to rebuild this shared treasure of humanity!

The old plan works!

France is having a great time riding the wave of popularity, while United Kingdom is feeling quite uncomfortable.

The England National Team has arranged a press conference with reporters to discuss their 32-game winning streak in training matches and, incidentally, to announce their title-winning declaration.

But when I woke up in the morning, I found the once bustling stadium completely empty; all the reporters had fled.

Fudge received the news very late.

In his words, "The intelligence agencies are slow to arrive; I always learn about major international events from international newspapers."

The later you find out, the harder you'll be hit.

At this point, many people have already started asking for refunds.

What's going on?

The opening match is about to start, and all you reporters have left? Are the spectators also going to get refunds and go to Italy?

This won't do!

Last year, officials from the Ministry of Magic spent the entire year maintaining the Quidditch World Cup venue.

Fudge went his own way, barely even pursuing Sirius, allowing the Dementor to breed and wreak havoc in the country.

He staked the nation's fate, he made a desperate gamble, he... and suddenly none of you came?

Who are they showing this to?! Are they going to hold the game in an empty stadium? Or put a bunch of paper cutouts on the seats?

Fudge even started to wonder if he should create a big news story in the United Kingdom to attract everyone's attention back.

For example... Death Eaters attacking the Quidditch World Cup?

Isn't this news explosive?

Venice

Ministry of Magic.

After a brief renovation, it has been reopened for use.

"Has it been decided to postpone the International Confederation of Wizards Conference?"

Standing at the window, looking outside, William said this.

"That's right," Dumbledore said. "In this situation, we have no choice but to postpone it."

It will probably be postponed until the Quidditch World Cup ends.

"Where will it be held this time?" William asked.

"United Kingdom."

William nodded slightly.

United Kingdom is fine; it's his stronghold. He won't be wanted by the Ministry of Magic.

Besides, if something really serious happens, there's a tall guy like Dumbledore to handle it, so there's no need for him to lift a finger.

Next summer, William won't be taking Hermione around the world anymore. He plans to stay quietly at their home in Ottery St Catchpole.

Arrive in a city, and the city will be destroyed.

William was truly terrified of Hermione's knack for bringing misfortune.

What? William brought disaster upon himself?

Can't we be a little more reasonable?

Before meeting Hermione, William was known at Hogwarts as a well-behaved and obedient boy, as docile as a badger.

After meeting Hermione, every time I went to Gringotts, I encountered a fire dragon attack.

From the perspective of controlling variables, it is definitely unrelated to William.

Of course, he couldn't say this out loud, otherwise his fate wouldn't be much better than Brother Cheng's.

William suddenly realized he could take Hermione to United States. First to New York, then to Washington.

Just thinking about it is exciting!

"Professor, can you kill those two dragons?" William asked again, leaning against the window.

Because of his fear of the white dragon, Hewen dared not ask for the Holy Grail, and William shared the same concern.

If the white dragon can escape once, it might escape a second time. Perhaps next time, both dragons will escape together.

Carrying it around is indeed a security risk. The best way is to kill both dragons and study the Holy Grail in peace.

"They can't be killed." Dumbledore shook his head and said calmly, "Based on my deduction, Merlin couldn't be killed either, which is why he used magic to trap them in the Holy Grail."

"Can you still borrow the power of the red dragon?"

William shook his head. "No."

"That's right," Dumbledore explained.

Merlin cast a powerful spell on the Holy Grail. This suppression will only lessen after the white dragon escapes.

The red dragon will lend you its power to trap the white dragon once more.

Once both dragons return, the magic will resume its operation, once again completely suppressing their power.

William frowned. So, if he wanted to use the red dragon's power again, he'd have to release the white dragon?

This is absolutely infuriating.

Dumbledore stared into William's eyes, as if he knew what William was thinking.

"William, Death has given you guidance; he has his reasons."

His expression turned serious.

"However, there are many forces in the world, some good, some evil, some stronger than me, and some I have not yet clashed with, so I do not know their strength."

Never trust Death; the only things you can truly rely on are your own strength and the strength of your companions.

William nodded solemnly.

Dumbledore glanced at the sky and sighed softly, "I'm over a hundred years old, I'm old now."

Not just me, even Newt is getting old.

"From now on, it's up to you, Hermione, Harry, Cedric, and the other young people."

William remained silent.

"Where are you going next?" Dumbledore blinked and smiled.

"Should we continue traveling the world with Hermione, or go back to the United Kingdom to watch the Quidditch World Cup?"

"That's exactly what I was going to tell you," William said, handing over a letter.

"Bertha said she saw Wormtail in Albania."

"Albania? What's she going there for?" Dumbledore raised an eyebrow.

"Didn't Ludo give the Department of Magical Games and Sports a holiday?" William explained, "Bertha went to Albania to visit her second cousin and aunt."

He had warned Bertha to be careful, since Voldemort might still be roaming the forests of Albania.

But most of Albania is safe, and Voldemort is not everywhere.

Bertha is going to visit her aunt; you can't just say she can't go.

If you're really afraid of danger, then you can't leave home even for a moment.

It's just like eating; if you really want to eat safely... you can't eat anything at all.

"When was the letter sent?" Dumbledore asked.

"It was sent two days ago, and it only arrived yesterday," William said. "I'm a little worried and want to go see her with Hermione."

"Go," Dumbledore said seriously. "William, do you understand the significance of Wormtail going to Albania?"

"I know."

"I cannot go with you for the time being." Dumbledore put away the letter.

"Although the General Assembly was postponed, an emergency congress was recently convened to discuss how to deal with the situation in Venice."

Venice was destroyed, and that was no small matter. Even Muggle could observe it.

The Ministry of Magic of all countries must immediately contact the Muggle governments to stabilize the situation.

As the president of the International Confederation of Wizards, Dumbledore really couldn't get away from it.

"You and Hermione... be careful in everything you do," Dumbledore instructed.

He wasn't really too worried.

Even if they were to encounter Voldemort, Dumbledore believed that William and Hermione were now capable of fighting him.

The past two years have been truly remarkable for the two of them... In terms of growth, they have far surpassed their peers.

Dumbledore sometimes wondered whether he should let Harry come out with William.

But after thinking about it, I decided against it.

If Harry were Harley, he'd swallow his pride and force her to go on the adventure with William.

What does Hermione have to do with this?

Unfortunately... that's not it.

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