There is a private living room with two comfortable single sofas in the room, and a small mahogany round table with a bottle of pine nuts and several exquisite goblets.

The fireplace next to it was lit up, and the fine cedar wood exuded a fragrance.

The British Prime Minister changed his pajamas, wore a pair of gray trousers and a white shirt, sat on one of the sofas, holding a glass of pine nuts in his hand, and took a sip from time to time, his face flickered under the flames.

Bang!

The red flame in the fireplace suddenly turned green, and a figure appeared and drilled out of the fireplace.

It was a stout little man, about the same age as the British Prime Minister. But he was dressed in a weird way, with green striped suits, bright red tie and long pointed leather shoes, which made him look like he had just returned from a circus performance.

"Mr. Prime Minister, you have to disturb someone who is sleep-deprived so late. What happened?" Foggy sat on the sofa opposite, joking with a relaxed look on his face.

"Minister Fudge, first of all, I'm sorry to call you here so late, but something big happened!" The Prime Minister put down his wine glass, picked up the bottle beside him, and the white wine flowed into a goblet.

"Come on one?" The Prime Minister pushed the goblet in front of Fudge, with a smile on his face.

"Thank you!" Fudge picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and exclaimed: "What a good wine, but it's a little worse than our butter beer. I should really invite you to try it next time."

"If we can still be so friendly next time we meet, I will definitely taste your butter beer." The Prime Minister said a pun.

"Oh? What big thing happened?" Fudge looked surprised. The British Muggle world and the British Wizarding world have been living peacefully, and no differences have occurred.

Even though some chaos arose during Voldemort's rule, they had been completely restored. Only a few senior officials of the Muggles knew about the existence of wizards, and others had no idea that there were wizards in this world.

"Do you know Uchiha Madara?" The Prime Minister gently shook the wine in his glass, looking at Fuji from the corner of his eyes.

"Of course I know!" Foggy nodded, with curiosity in his eyes. Although Madara changed his thoughts and made him loyal to him, Madara could not change his IQ.

Fighting the cunning British Prime Minister, Fauci is no match for him at all.

"Are you very familiar with it?" the Prime Minister continued.

"Of course!" Fuji's eyes showed a look of pride. He was Ban's servant. This was his greatest honor in his life.

"Can you talk to me about him?" A strange look appeared in the prime minister's eyes.

"Mr. Prime Minister, what do you want to say, why not say it straight." Fudge stared at the Prime Minister vigilantly and put down his glass of wine. He finally realized something was wrong.

"I heard that he is a professor of Hogwarts? I want to know. Has he really been teaching at Hogwarts?" the Prime Minister asked plainly.

"If you have nothing else, I'll go back first. There are still many things waiting for me to deal with tomorrow. You must know that being a magic minister is no easier than being a prime minister." Faugi stood up and said in a cold tone.

If it were normal, he would never do this and would even please the British Prime Minister, but when it comes to Madara's affairs, his appearance changed drastically.

A glimmer flashed in the prime minister's eyes. He had already seen through the British Minister of Magic. He was just a timid and afraid of things. Although he could not do magic, he understood people's hearts, and even Fauci could not catch up with this.

Fudge's reaction is very abnormal now, and he is completely different from the cowardly Minister of Magic.

"Minister Foggy, the United States just called me. Not long ago, a wizard snatched the latest model of nuclear-powered aircraft carrier. The wizard's name is Uchiha Madara. At the same time, according to his own words, he is a professor at Hogwarts, the British School of Magic." The Prime Minister raised his head and stared at Foggy with a torch.

Fuji was stunned and stood still.

"I came to you to confirm the identity of Professor Madara. At the same time, if I remember correctly, we have an order with you. No matter who it is, we cannot interfere in other world affairs." The Prime Minister said calmly.

"What is an aircraft carrier?" Fudge's eyes flashed, and he was surprised. No wonder someone from the American Wizards Association came to him not long ago, but he didn't care at the time and even made some publicity.

"Just treat it as a big ship!" The Prime Minister obviously didn't expect Fauci to ask this and frowned slightly.

"It's just a ship! I'll give it to you how much money you need." Fuji looked proud and happy, and helped the master solve some small troubles.

The Prime Minister looked at Faugi in shock, wondering if the Minister of Magic had been pretended to be by someone else. He actually used such a serious topic as a joke.

"Mr. Foggy, do you want to protect Professor Madara?" The prime minister's eyes flashed, and he seemed to understand something.

"I think why the big deal is just a ship! Tell me the price, and I will send someone to you tomorrow morning." Foggy said proudly.

"The cost of the USS Washington aircraft carrier is about 4 billion, and the carrier-based aircraft and various weapons and ammunition have exceeded 10 billion US dollars. Let's count 10 billion. If you convert it to your Jin Jialong, it will cost at least 1.5 billion. This is not the time spent. I think time is priceless, what do you think?" The Prime Minister glanced at Fuji, who had already disappeared.

"You are kidding! What ship needs 1.5 billion? You don't need gold!" Fuji shouted.

"If I have time to joke with you, I believe I would rather lie in a warm bed and sleep. If you are really ready to pay this money, I can have someone make a detailed form immediately, which will not allow you to spend a penny more. Then maybe we can resolve the problem peacefully." The Prime Minister narrowed his eyes and said calmly.

"You are blackmailing, there is no ship worth 1.5 billion Jinjialong in the world." Fudge said angrily.

"Minister Fudge, first of all, you must understand that your people went to the United States to grab an aircraft carrier and injured the president of the Wizards Association. Now it is not only the US government that is ready for war, but I believe that the American Wizards Association will come to you tomorrow. In theory, I am a wizard who supports my country. But not only show, but also support this malicious robber. So now you have two choices, one is to catch Uchiha Madara, let him hand over the aircraft carrier, and then be tried. I know that a man who can rob an aircraft carrier is not an ordinary person. Regarding this, we can specify a detailed plan. The other is that if you insist on keeping this dirty wizard, you will wait for us to start a full war. I believe that at that time, all the righteous wizards in the world will not stand on your side, and there are governments of various countries, and they will not let an evil wizard who can threaten himself exist." The Prime Minister finished speaking in one breath. He picked up the pine nut in the glass and drank it all.

Fuji stood still, staring at the Prime Minister indifferently.

"I believe you are a justice minister and will not ignore your people. Right?" the Prime Minister smiled.

"What kind of wizard did you just say about Uchiha Madara?" Fuji said calmly.

"Dirty, vulgar, evil!" the Prime Minister said calmly.

"Let's go to war!" Fauci glanced at the Prime Minister disdainfully. He put his hand in his pocket, took out a handful of crystal powder and sprinkled it in the fireplace.

call!

The flames burst out, and the red fire turned green in an instant.

Floor fans appear!

“…”

The Prime Minister was stunned and saw Foggy stepping into the fireplace and shouted: "Fuggy, do you know what you are talking about? Are you crazy?"

"If I were really crazy, I would have killed you long ago. You were crazy. You didn't know what you were doing. Go back to bed quickly! Maybe you will never open your eyes tomorrow." Fudge sneered and whispered: "Principal Hogwarts' Office!"

The green fire engulfed Forge and disappeared into the fireplace.

"..." The Prime Minister stood there motionless, trembling all over, and smashed the empty wine glass in his hand on the fireplace, making a crisp sound.

He had never seen anything before, and some people were cursing him secretly, but it was the first time he was pointed at the nose and scolded. He was even threatened. He didn't care about it in the past, but this time it was different. These wizards were elusive and extraordinary.

That's why he pretended to be like a person who could convince Fuji, but he didn't expect Fuji to take the wrong medicine.

Bang!

The door of the house was suddenly pushed open, Morse rushed in and said in surprise: "Mr. Prime Minister, are you okay?"

"Respond to the White House phone number immediately! Also..." The Prime Minister had recovered from his calmness and walked to Morse and whispered.

Fudge's reaction made him understand a lot of things.

Morse raised his head in surprise, saw the Prime Minister's cold face, and did not dare to say more, so he hurriedly ran out.

In the principal's office of Hogwarts, Black and Dumbledore were still talking, they had been talking for a long time. Fox was napping on the shelf, and the principals of the past generations on the mural fell asleep.

"Let's get here today! It's time for you to go back!" Dumbledore said with a smile.

"Take care, I'm leaving." Black was a little reluctant. He just told Dumbledore that he hoped to stay at Hogwarts to teach so that he could see his godson Harry every day. Unfortunately, the position is full, and Dumbledore still needs to do something.

"Use Flour powder!" Dumbledore opened the drawer and took out some crystal powder.

"I remember Hogwarts is not allowed to use Floor powder." Black smiled.

"The situation is different now! I believe you won't say it out." Dumbledore blinked at Black.

"..." Black was so amused and crying.

The two came to the fireplace, and Dumbledore was about to sprinkle Floor powder in when a bang sounded and a figure appeared.

Black instantly pulled out his wand and pointed at the fireplace.

"Huh?" Dumbledore frowned when he saw the visitor.

"Minister Foggy!" Black widened his eyes and looked at Foggy who had crawled out of the fireplace. The man went to Azkaban and let him go, of course he would not forget.

"Oh! Black!" Forge glanced at Black, nodded indifferently, and smiled at Dumbledore, "Dumbledore, I thought you were already asleep." (To be continued...)

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