v5 Chapter 26： I've done a good job for the Ministry of Magic!

The calm river suddenly rippled, and huge waves burst out, hitting the wet bank.

In the center of the canal, a large whirlpool appeared, as if a huge plug was pulled out from the bottom of the river.

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Slowly, a large ship rose out of the water, gleaming in the sun.

It looks very strange, like the remains of a sunken ship that has just been salvaged.

A dim, misty light flickered on the porthole, like ghostly eyes.

With a thud, an iron anchor was thrown into the water. With another snap, the door opened.

An old man walked out first.

He has flowing silver hair and a beard carefully groomed with olive oil. The luxurious moon-white robes fluttered in the wind.

When the old man walked out the door, he saw the scene in front of him and was obviously... stunned.

Not boasting, he can be considered to have experienced many big scenes, and he has been through a hundred battles for a long time.

How about the original Dark Lord Grindelwald? The two have fought in close quarters many times!

What about the second-generation Dark Lord Voldemort?

The two sides are also fighting against each other with various kinds of magic, and every time they fight, countless buildings will be destroyed.

But I have never seen this scene before:

Looking up, the whole city is full of ruins, and there are almost no intact buildings.

Is this a tsunami? !

As a wizard in his spare time, Anne has instilled a lot of Muggle strange knowledge.

Dumbledore is also a long-time fan of strange events.

What wormholes, time tunnels, parallel universes, crystal skulls, Bermuda Triangle... He all dabbled a little.

At this moment, Dumbledore did think of these things.

Karkaroff's ship, perhaps through some kind of time-turner-like wormhole, came to the future...Venice!

Muggle World War 3 may have taken place here.

Otherwise, there is no reason to explain, this large piece of ruins.

So, is it actually 4991 years now?

"Professor, why are you blocking the door?" A crisp voice came.

Soon, a tall figure appeared behind Dumbledore.

The ship door was still quite spacious, but after the figure appeared, the door suddenly crowded.

It was as if it was clearly a four-lane road, and a Tiger tank was squeezed in, and it instantly turned into a country lane.

Maxim was about to urge Dumbledore to go down, when she bent down, glanced outside the door unintentionally, and was stunned.

"Ah this..."

She turned and called into the boat:

"Karkaroff, I said before, don't drive your broken ship, just come in my rune carriage."

Madame Maxime gloated and said: "If you don't listen, you have to be troubled everywhere, something has happened now.

hehe~"

"What's the matter, was it discovered by Muggles? We stopped in a remote place."

An old man came hurriedly, tall and thin, with short white hair and a goatee with little curls at the ends.

He was wrapped in a silver leather coat and seemed to be cold.

"It wasn't the Muggles who found it, it was your ship that flooded Venice," said Madame Maxime.

"Bullshit!"

Karkaroff went to the door, but Madame Maxime's huge body, like a wall, completely blocked the door.

"Let me go, ma'am!" Karkaroff said impatiently.

"Dead dwarf," Madame Maxime murmured inwardly, backing away.

"Ah, this... has nothing to do with me!" Karkaroff's face was ashen, revealing a row of yellow teeth.

It obviously has nothing to do with him.

If the magic ship could do this, he would have driven the ship long ago to flood the British Isles and kill Voldemort.

You don't have to worry about it all the time!

Just as the two principals were arguing with each other, a group of Aurors Apparated and appeared on the shore not far away.

They watched the magical ship warily, and the strange wizard standing at the door of the ship.

"Who are you?" asked an older blond-haired Auror.

"I'm Dumbledore, coming to the International Congress of Wizards and Wizards."

"Mr. Dumbledore?" The Auror was startled, and indeed the old man looked familiar.

Really Dumbledore!

I've only heard about it, but today I finally saw it alive.

"I'm sorry, sir," said the Auror politely immediately.

"Now is a special period, Italy has launched a first-level magical martial law, and we must verify your identity."

"Okay." Dumbledore nodded.

"Including you." The Auror glanced at Karkaroff.

In order not to block the door, Maxime stood behind, so he didn't see it.

"Since you are Professor Dumbledore and the Headmaster of Hogwarts..." A young female Auror couldn't help but interjected:

"Should know Mr. Stark and Miss Granger?"

"Know, how are the two of them now?" Dumbledore asked concerned.

Last night, he received a message from Nicole, and he went over the whole thing.

The Goblet of Fire is lost, and the Italian Ministry of Magic is after them.

This is also the reason why Dumbledore ended the French meeting and came to Italy in a hurry.

Oh, Merlin's hair.

Will William destroy Venice in his anger?

But the witch's next words completely confused Dumbledore.

"Since you know each other, are they both so good at school?"

"How did you train such a good student? Sure enough, it is better than our Beauxbatons." Another Auror said.

"Yes, I didn't mean to tout it. I dared to say so in front of Madame Maxime."

The witch said solemnly:

"The quality of teaching at Hogwarts is indeed a bit higher than Beauxbatons.

How can we not train such excellent wizards?

There is a problem with our teaching system, it is not quality education, and we train people to be quizzers..."

Maxim's head was black, she grabbed Karkaroff's collar and slipped him behind her.

Maxim squeezed to the door again, staring at the wizards.

"Mrs. Maxime, why are you here?" The female Auror shook her hands and was taken aback.

As we all know, Maxim travels with rune horses.

Where's your horse? !

Dumbledore frowned, thinking about what had happened.

It's not that he is arrogant. Generally, when British wizards go abroad, they will be inquired about whether they know Dumbledore.

This seemed to be suddenly reversed, looking at the way these Italian Aurors looked, it seemed that every English wizard should have known William and Hermione.

Not knowing is ignorance.

Still need to sign... Wasn't it still wanted yesterday?

Is this wanted? Are you sure it's not chasing stars?

"Where is Stark now? I can't wait to see him." Maxim clenched his fists.

This kid spoke ill of her in front of Furong. Also last summer, stole her rune horse.

Maxim always thought that William was a serious person.

She couldn't wait to let William have a taste, the iron fist's caress.

"Now take me to Stark!" Maxim said.

"He's very busy, I'm afraid he won't be able to see you, and..."

Those Italian wizards instantly showed bad expressions, and the blond Auror shouted:

"Hurry up and reinforce! A suspicious wizard has been found here, possibly pretending to be Madame Maxime, trying to harm Mr. Stark!

I suspect it's an accomplice of the white dragon, or just... Death Eaters. "

Maxim: "…"

Karkaroff turned his neck and said sharply: "Death Eater? Where is it! Hurry up and catch her!"

Both Dumbledore and Maxim turned their heads and glanced at Karkaroff.

Dumbledore suddenly remembered Hagrid's teeth: he looked fierce, but he was a coward.

"What do you mean? Maxim frowned.

"You are so nervous, did he save Italy, or did he save you?"

"Oh, in a way, ma'am...you're right," whispered the witch.

"If you're really Madame Maxime, you'd better be careful.

Currently in Italy, two things cannot be said:

First, pasta is unpalatable;

Second, UU reading Stark and Miss Granger's bad words. "

"…"

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Piazza San Marco has long been dilapidated.

Russell, the Auror captain, was caught and took away his wand.

He cried out:

"Let me go! I've served the Ministry of Magic, I've shed blood for the Minister.

You cannot do this. I want to see the minister! I want to see the minister! "

William and Hermione stood to one side, watching a group of Aurors take Russell away.

All were silent.

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