Chapter 61

After the exam week, the little wizards ended their first semester at Hogwarts.

The year-end banquet was very lively.

Green and silver ribbons are everywhere, banners depicting giant snakes hang all over the auditorium - this year is another harvest year, Slytherin won their seventh "College Cup"!

"Before enjoying these delicious dishes, please listen to my old man's platitudes..."

On the high platform, Dumbledore held his glass high, and the sound expanded by magic resounded through the auditorium.

"What a wonderful year, your brains must be richer than before.

There is a whole holiday waiting for you. You can digest your knowledge before the beginning of next semester.

Now, let's hold the award ceremony of "College Cup".

The specific scores of each college are as follows: the fourth Gryffindor, 352 points, the third herchpatch, 353 points, the second Ravenclaw, 426 points, and the first Slytherin, 553 points. "

When he spoke, the table belonging to the snake yard erupted into thunderous cheers and applause.

The little wizards in other colleges were sour, but there was nothing they could do.

No way, Slytherin has Klein!

The professors in the school never hide their love for the genius. If they don't give Klein any class Greenwald points, that's new.

"Look at Malfoy. It's disgusting. I don't know. I thought he won the College Cup himself.

Oh, who doesn't know that more than half of Slytherin's scores are because of Klein? What's so proud of Malfoy's little white face? "

Ron grumbled angrily as he took a stuffy bite of the pie.

Although it's called "Gryffindor", they never have much points.

What's more, even if there are not many points, their lion yard is at the bottom this year!

Hey, how angry.

"Forget it, just work harder next semester."

Patting his friend on the shoulder, Harry was also a little depressed. Sweeping around the cheering Slytherin table, he touched his smooth forehead and opened his mouth in doubt.

"Well, where's Klein?"

......

Walking into the shabby red telephone booth, Klein dialed the number "62442" without expression.

"Hello, front desk of the Ministry of magic. What can I do for you?"

After waiting for more than ten seconds, a slightly cold voice came into my ears out of thin air. The voice was very clear, like the witch standing opposite.

"Find someone."

Klein spared no words.

"Who? Which department? Do you have an appointment?"

The witch continued to ask.

"I'm looking for the Minister of magic, Cornell fudge. I have a personal matter to solve with him."

Along the magic link, he easily found the location of the Ministry of magic, and the corners of Klein's mouth rose slightly.

"Just tell him that Soren has come to see him."

The words fell, and his figure disappeared without waiting for the other party to respond.

"Sauron?"

Listening to the blind tone of the phone, the front desk of the Ministry of magic repeated the name suspiciously, and suddenly stared like a ghost. She got up in a panic, but accidentally knocked over the coffee on the table.

The black liquid immediately dispersed everywhere and just soaked a hand-painted wanted notice.

The man on the wanted notice is wearing a suit and a cynical smile

"Very general."

Scanning the reception hall of the Ministry of magic, Klein was disappointed.

The decoration is not as good as the style of the German Ministry of magic he once conquered.

"Hello, sir. Can I help you?"

See Klein always standing in place, the female guide in professional clothes stepped forward quickly and spoke gently.

"Thank you. I don't need help."

Klein nodded back very politely and put a standard gentleman smile on his mouth.

Facing the pair of black eyes, the young female guide only felt her heart stop for a moment.

Wait, this man

This man is so handsome!

Red shirt, black suit and Dark Jade hair, but the most impressive thing is the smile at the corners of the mouth.

The perfect lover in your dream is nothing more than that!

"Miss?"

Seeing that the female guide was a little distracted, Klein couldn't help shaking his hand in front of her.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm so rude."

The female guide immediately blushed and apologized again and again.

It looks sincere, but in fact, what she thinks is

"Take a good look at your hands ~"

"Hehe, you are so interesting."

Klein blinked and silently understood the other party's thoughts with "taking God and reading".

After a second, he slowly approached each other like a prank.

"Oh, no, no, we just met!"

The mouth is extremely resistant, but the body is too crisp to move. The female guide's heart jumped wildly and trembled slightly.

She felt like she was dreaming.

no

Even if it is a dream, there is no such dream!

"Here's a piece of advice, Carly. Get out of here as far as possible."

However, the expected kiss did not happen, and a whisper came from the female guide's ear.

"Ah?"

Feeling the burning breath in her ears, the female guide was ashamed and surprised.

Leave?

Why?

And why does he know my name?

But Klein didn't say any more. He directly skipped Carly, who was full of doubts, and took out a white slender strange wand from his sleeve pocket.

"Go back to silence."

The dark blue flame appeared out of thin air. In the blink of an eye, it gathered into a monster with countless ferocious tentacles.

The legendary monster in the sea - Kraken!

"Fierce fire..."

Carrie, the female guide, stared at the man's back and lost all her thinking ability.

Terror and perfection.

Two completely contradictory temperaments were integrated in that tall and straight back.

"Here's a piece of advice, Carly. Get out of here as far as possible."

Suddenly, the female guide's ear sounded that gentle, like a lover's light language again.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

The red light flashes rapidly, and countless magic defense arrays are opened in an instant!

The fire raged, and the people in the reception hall of the Ministry of magic began to scream, but Klein ignored them.

After all, I came to "die" this time. It's not good to involve innocent people.

"It's been a minute. The efficiency is really slow."

Thinking about the time silently in his heart, Klein rubbed the white wand and couldn't help being disappointed with the efficiency of the British Ministry of magic.

What are those Aurors doing? They can't react for so long?

"Well, let's make you more nervous."

With a smile, he no longer waited.

Shaking the wand, driving the fierce fire to break many forbidden magic, Klein retrograde forward from the middle of the screaming crowd.

One step, two steps, three steps

He is like a gentleman walking in his garden in the afternoon, calm and elegant.