The method of beauty and comics pierces the heavens

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The silver dragon blinked lively.

Oh, the wizards are all looking at me. I'm the prettiest kid in the room.

Xiaolong was a little excited.

It was born from the curse of its master. Long Sheng was still a blank slate, full of curiosity about the world.

Xiaolong swooped in the air like crazy, performed several consecutive hammer head maneuvers, and drew several circles in the room. Then he stretched his limbs and drew a silver trail in mid-air, floating lightly above the Dementors. The leader's head.

"boom"

Silver dragon breath poured out from the pocket dragon's mouth and spread out instantly, covering the entire dementor leader.

The Dementor, which was constantly rolling in the fierce fire, was sprayed by the dragon's breath. It was like a dark shadow encountering the sun, melting instantly and turning into a line of gray smoke.

The remaining fierce fire slowly dissipated under Lucius' control.

"Hi~~"

mission completed.

A milky dragon roar sounded, and the silver dragon yawned, waved his paw at Draco, who was slightly blushing, and then disappeared.

As is well known in the wizarding world, Malfoy, Malfoi, which means evil belief in French, is a family that has black magic and "bad guys" written into its surname.

And now, Draco Malfoy, the purest bloodline of the Malfoy family and the next patriarch who is destined to inherit the family's "tens of billions of assets", has actually used the God-calling Guard.

"You guys, oh my God, what happened?"

Fudge stared at Draco Malfoy, with a silly expression on his face, as if he was suddenly blinded, and he couldn't believe that this happened.

"Kingsley, you idiot Fudge, what are we going to do?"

Lucius Malfoy patted his son on the back to express his approval, and then said hello to an Auror behind Fudge.

Kingsley Shacklebolt, the Auror of the Shacklebolt family, faced the surprised looks of his colleagues around him, quite as calm and composed as the next Minister of Magic in the original plot.

He shrugged his shoulders, which looked fat among the other Aurors, and said:

"I am originally a member of a pure-blood family. You should have guessed that, right?"

"Based on the discussions in the Pureblood Family Council, we feel that Fudge is no longer suitable to serve as Minister of Magic."

"Then who will serve, you, Minister Kingsley Shacklebolt?"

Fudge couldn't tolerate the betrayal of his men and sarcastically said.

He brought here today his most powerful confidant.

"No, we have decided that Draco Malfoy will be the Minister of Magic in the future."

Zhang Li walked down the steps of the principal. Although his words were directed at Fudge, his eyes looked at Draco Malfoy, who clenched his fists tightly and was so shocked that he could hardly control his emotions.

"He is still a child"

Fudge turned his head and glanced at Draco, with inexplicable sadness, and said,

"It's a kind of"

"What we expect from the Minister of Magic is more than just competence."

Zhang Li interrupted Fudge's whining as a defeated dog and said,

"So, little Mr. Malfoy"

Zhang Li grinned and said:

"The happy childhood life will be far away from you. From now on, you need to continue to learn how to be an excellent Minister of Magic. If you are unqualified in any way, we may replace the candidate, such as the outstanding person you like most, Mr. Harry Potter~~”

After saying that, Zhang Li glanced past Draco and glanced at the door of the principal's office.

"Oh, yes, no, Professor, I will try my best. This will definitely become the best memory of my childhood."

Draco was extremely satisfied with this arrangement and said in surprise.

"Professor Dumbledore, this is what you arranged. You are now on the side of pure-blood wizards. Is it because of your kindness to half-blood wizards? From the beginning, you pretended that this was all your conspiracy."

Delis was the only one on Fudge's side who could stay awake. He loudly questioned Dumbledore and glanced at Fudge again, hoping that the minister could regain his strength and gain his support.

The Ministry of Magic does not have the final say with pure-blood wizards and Dumbledore.

Fudge was disheartened.

After Kingsley's jump, how many pure-blood wizards are there in the Auror force? Not every half-blood wizard supports the Ministry of Magic.

The house-elf army is Fudge's strength.

"You don't understand, Delis, Dumbledore is also the president of the International Federation of Magicians and the chief wizard of the Wizengamot Supreme Court. With the support of pure-blood wizards, he can indeed drive me, the Minister of Magic, away. Step down, anytime, anywhere.”

Fudge said with a choked voice to avoid mourning.

Who would have thought that the British wizarding community, as the top leader, would be replaced in the principal's office at Hogwarts so easily.

"Relax Fudge, this is not a coup per se."

Zhang Li took the six wands from Dumbledore's hand and put them into Fudge's hand.

Looking down into Fudge's eyes, Zhang Li said:

"We need stability, so you have the only option now, and that is to join us."

"There are still about ten years before Draco becomes the Minister of Magic. During this period, you can continue to stay in your position, and we will give you a decent retirement and the treatment you deserve."

Patting Fudge on the shoulder, Zhang Li continued,

"As for the premise, I don't need to say more."

After forgetting everything.

Fudge and Kingsley left with the other four Aurors.

"Then, I'll take my leave too."

Lucius Malfoy was content to take Draco away and he had no reason not to be content.

Compared with paying the bad check issued by Voldemort for more than ten years and losing money that no one can take over, lending Draco a backdoor listing is a good thing with no capital and huge profits.

After a while, only Zhang Li and Dumbledore were left in the office.

After being quiet for a while, Zhang Li suddenly said, "Aren't you going to tell him?"

"Tell who?" Dumbledore asked with a confused look on his face.

"I think he also has the right to know."

Zhang Li was very dissatisfied with Dumbledore's knowing questions.

"I don't believe you haven't noticed that the Deathly Hallows has been in your hands for such a long time, and it's impossible to hide it from your eyes."

Dumbledore was sure that Zhang Li was not trying to trick him, and that he wanted to follow this topic to the end, so he could only say helplessly,

"Yes, of course he has the right to choose, but I think it's a little too early for him."

“When will we be ready for next year or the year after that?”

Zhang Li smiled and said,

"When Tom Riddle cast the Death Curse, he never thought about whether death was too early for a newborn baby. The history of the Potter family is not an adventure story for young children."

"" Dumbledore was silent. He paused for maybe a second or two. He sighed and said,

"I don't want to involve him, he is innocent."

“But from the beginning, he was already the most important part of the innings.”

"What's more, I think he has already made a choice. If he didn't want to wait until I leave and ask you face to face, he should leave."

Zhang Li looked in one direction of the door. There was nothing there, but he still said loudly,

"Come on Harry, do you want to live with understanding? Are you ready to accept the truth of all this?"