Young People Sure Knew How to Have Fun!

When William opened the door, he was surprised to find that the visitor was none other than Mera Picquery.

Mera walked in, her dark eyes flashing with worry and anxiety.

"Thank goodness, you two are in the same room! Time is running out, hurry up and get ready."

William looked at the former United States Auror with a puzzled expression.

"What happened?" he asked.

"Your United Kingdom representative... Umbridge."

"Umbridge has replaced Dumbledore as the United Kingdom representative?" Hermione walked over and said angrily.

"This is utter judicial corruption!"

"That's not the point, Miss." Mera was still panting because she had run there.

Umbridge believes the International Confederation of Wizards should try both of them.

"The International Confederation of Wizards wants to put us on trial?" William frowned. "Why?"

What does this even mean?

He's been so low-key, even going so far as to apply to the Austrian Ministry of Magic before visiting Grindelwald... how come he's being put on trial?

"Nobody wants to put you on trial. My aunt met with Mr. Scamander before she came to United States," Mera explained.

Mera's aunt is Seraphina Picquery, the former president of the Magical Congress of the United States of America.

She's also the one Rita reported on, the one who was rumored to be dating Newt.

Scamander asked my aunt for help to get both of you to speak at the International Confederation of Wizards.

But Umbridge deliberately twisted her meaning, insisting that the International Confederation of Wizards wanted to put you on trial.

Hermione crossed her arms, her eyes sharp, and said, "So that Umbridge can use the extradition treaty against me and William?"

"I bet she's already a member of the Wizengamot..." Hermione scoffed. "Pretty smart, huh?"

Mera glanced at Hermione with surprise.

Her aunt had just sneaked out of the meeting room and asked her to go and tip off someone.

After listening to it several times, Mera finally understood the logic behind it.

I thought that if I came to explain, William and Hermione would be confused, but to my surprise, Hermione understood the whole thing after only hearing the beginning.

This is outrageous!

Mera inexplicably recalled that two years ago, she went to Hogwarts to inquire about the Thunderbird.

She was completely overwhelmed by the other party's use of various legal provisions, and in the end, she learned nothing.

Mera couldn't help but think:

Did this girl memorize all the legal provisions?

No way,

Surely no one is really that bored?

Hermione looked at William, clearly asking if this witch Mera Meera Picquery was trustworthy.

William nodded almost imperceptibly.

Since it is credible, we must take action.

Hermione paced around the room briefly and said quickly:

"We can't be trapped, William. Once we're extradited by Umbridge, we won't be able to speak at the Wizarding Convention."

William asked, "If we leave now, will we face legal consequences?"

He wasn't an expert in this field, but Hermione was. Over the years, she had thoroughly studied various laws and, thanks to her exceptional memory, was intimately familiar with all sorts of crimes.

"Theoretically, no, because they haven't announced our extradition yet. We're here for the meeting, so we naturally have the right to leave."

Hermione's eyes sparkled:

"Once Umbridge sends someone to find us, we will officially become criminal suspects, and leaving at that point would constitute an act of fleeing the scene."

William nodded slightly and decisively said, "Then let's go now! At worst, we'll just have to break out of the Ministry of Magic!"

Having once fled between Paris and Venice, and even wandered through various time loops, William's experience in this area is simply maxed out.

He had already begun to fantasize about breaking out of the Ministry of Magic surrounded by a group of Auror.

Missandei, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke:

"I know where the secret passage is. Follow me, and I'll lead you out!"

Hermione smiled gratefully at her and said, "Okay, let's take the secret passage then."

Ah... my youth is over.

William felt a moment of disappointment, like Jackie Chan who hadn't jumped off the building but started walking up the stairs.

The three people were walking quickly down the corridor.

The elevator didn't stop even after it passed by, because it was already descending, clearly pressed by the person who rushed into the Entrance Hall.

When he stopped on the stair landing, Mera was standing there, listening intently.

The heavy footsteps of someone going upstairs reached William's ears.

"It's the Auror, they've arrived."

"This way!" Missandei said succinctly.

They went down one floor, and by then the footsteps were very close. Judging from the echo, they were only one floor away, and two Auror had just entered the elevator, preparing to go upstairs.

Led by Missandei, the group made several turns and moved silently through the Ministry of Magic.

Missandei seemed particularly familiar with the Hofburg Palace, easily finding empty corridors.

When she reached a certain room, she lifted a painting, revealing a hollow secret passage.

She said calmly, "Just keep walking straight ahead from here. The exit is the Muggle underground parking garage. Just go straight out."

Just be careful of Muggle.

William nodded, looked at Missandei and Mera, and thanked them, "We'll be back soon. We'll leave things here in your care for now."

The two entered the secret passage and walked forward along the dark corridor.

After walking for about twenty minutes, at the end of the secret passage, there was indeed an underground parking garage.

William pulled out Hagrid's giant motorcycle, inserted the key, and started the engine.

The two put on their helmets, and William twisted the throttle, propelling the motorcycle up the ramp leading to the exit. Hermione clung tightly to his waist.

As the motorcycle drove out of the parking lot and into the night, William finally understood what Muggle meant by "Missandei."

This is clearly an Austria government office; four or five muscular soldiers are standing at the entrance to the parking lot.

They looked back and saw William and Hermione rushing away.

Hermione sat in the back and glanced over her shoulder at the soldier. He was holding his rifle, aiming intently.

He was shouting in German, "Stop the car! Stop the car now!"

Hermione suddenly raised her wand and shouted, "Ventus!"

A howling wind swept through the area, followed by a sharp gunshot as the bullet veered off course and struck a distant wall.

William, skilled and daring, released the car handle, waved his wand, and shouted, "Expelliarmus!"

A flash of red light, and several guns were in his hands.

William casually tossed the Safety Watch aside and made a sharp left turn at the intersection.

Hermione felt like she was going to fly away, so she immediately clung to the boy, struggling to maintain her balance.

William turned onto a wide avenue and sped off. It wasn't until they had driven an entire block that they felt their breath catch.

William sped along the tree-lined avenue, weaving through traffic; fortunately, the traffic was light at night.

Some pedestrians would glance at them a couple more times as they passed by.

They were clearly surprised that these two young men were racing such a large motorcycle.

Young people these days... they really know how to have some exciting fun!