Of course, the Malfoy family has the final say over the Malfoy family's estate.
Lucius glanced at the eight people with contempt, "Such a rude and rude way——"
He squeezed the silver snake head on his cane tightly, "Weasley, I advise you not to make a big deal out of it."
Arthur's eyes were particularly determined, "Malfoy, you can't even try to delay time!"
An orange-red halo of light flashed, and the delicate wrought iron door instantly turned into a pile of fragments.
"Since you refuse to cooperate, we have no choice but to enforce the law!"
Lucius's body was shaking.
It exploded, it really exploded.
The front door of their Malfoy family was actually blown up by the barbarian Weasley.
"Words cannot describe my anger!" He pulled out the elm wand hidden inside the cane.
No spells were heard, and all the iron fragments scattered on the ground were suspended.
Arthur and the others immediately cast the Iron Armor Curse.
One to eight is obviously irrational.
But Lucius really had no choice.
He was not worried about the dark magic items in the manor, he was only worried about the one belonging to Voldemort.
This thing once symbolized loyalty, but now it has become a hot potato.
Damn Fudge!
It’s simply a vampire among vampires!
Lucius did not attack for a long time, and the situation became deadlocked.
Arthur and the others did not dare to be careless.
"Stop!" Two figures walked quickly on the lawn.
In the front is the expressionless Delis, and in the back is the energetic Fudge.
Add sweet dates to a big stick, and you can get gold galleons.
Lucius's steady breathing gradually became heavier.
He actually doesn’t even have any shame!
"Put down your wands first." Fudge stood between the two parties calmly, "Just say what you have to say. There is no need to make the situation like this."
After Arthur and the others thought about it for a while, they all understood what was going on.
The minister is beating and beating, and the appearance of eating is too ugly.
"Minister Fudge, I want to complain about their violent law enforcement!" Lucius admitted his defeat and had the proper attitude.
The dissatisfaction written on his face really had an effect.
"Arthur, you go back first."
"But there must be something hidden in Malfoy's attitude -"
"Go back first." Fudge turned slightly sideways with a smile on his face, "I will have a good talk with Lucius."
The search is fake, but the benefits are real.
Arthur and the other eight are all veterans of the Ministry of Magic, so how could they not understand the thoughts of their own minister.
Argue with reason?
Don't be stupid, this is someone who dares to award himself the First Class Medal of Sir Merlin.
"Close the team!" Arthur took the lead and turned to leave.
If there was no anti-Apparition spell, they wouldn't want to stay for even a second longer.
Lucius watched them walk away in despair, feeling as happy as he wanted.
This move is very satisfying, but it comes at a price.
"Lucius, Arthur and the others misunderstood me——"
Fudge began to explain the purpose of this special operation.
Although Quirrell has entered Azkaban, the magical world is still under threat from dark wizards.
He has always believed that the noble and elegant Malfoy family would never join in with this group of people.
These words "touched" Lucius.
"Minister Fudge, I have decided to set up a fund to fight against the forces of darkness and contribute a small amount of power to the Ministry of Magic."
The pain is real pain.
The Malfoy family is not the big boss of Gringotts. No matter how much surplus the landlord has, it will be drained sooner or later.
Fudge concealed the joy on his face well, "Lucius, thank you for your kindness."
He then said sadly: "Those people who harm the stability and unity of the magic world will definitely get the punishment they deserve!"
Lucius forced a smile and said, "Just like you have always believed in me, I believe you can fulfill this long-cherished wish."
"thank you for your blessing."
"Yes, Your Excellency Minister."
Delis was like a piece of wood listening to the two of them complimenting each other.
There was still no expression on his face, like an emotionless bodyguard.
"In three days, I will ask Arthur and the others to come again."
Lucius's heart became more comfortable.
Sure enough, no wizard can refuse gold galleons.
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…
The southern part of Hillingdon is not too far from central London.
As soon as the Wayne family walked out of Heathrow Airport, they met a famous reporter from the Daily Prophet.
Rita's outfit today is particularly eye-catching. She is still wearing a bright green coat in such a hot summer.
Her eyes always stayed on Vincent, "Welcome back, our hero."
Solving the problems that America's magic world couldn't solve really made Da Ying's face grow worse every year.
"How do you know the time?"
Rita gently lifted her jewel-encrusted glasses and said, "I know the editor-in-chief of the New York Ghost. He said that you have been guests at the Magic Congress some time ago."
She showed a smile that she thought was charming, "My consciousness tells me that you must have more magical experiences."
"Your intuition is even more magical." Eric walked straight past her.
Evelin followed him without saying a word.
Vincent tapped his white short-sleeved top with his fingertips, "I hope you can knock on the door first this time."
"I will." Rita did not follow.
As long as I have this interview opportunity, I will definitely be able to dig out bigger news.
139 Oxford Street.
Under the watchful eyes of reporters from many wizarding newspapers, the Wayne family walked over quite calmly.
Although they don't have Rita's intuition, they all want to know the details of the Fulakan incident.
You can't avoid it, so just solve it once and for all.
The small sofa on the first floor was full of people, and Eric and Evelin were preparing tea in a low-key manner.
"No, I just happened to build a little thing that can help."
"Is it the super powerful enhanced version?"
Vincent acted very naturally, "This is a secret. If I tell it, the Magical Congress will definitely take my medal back."
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“So is Fulakan really the cause of the typhoon?”
"I think you need to interview Mr. Scamander. He is much more professional than me."
After dealing with each one one by one, two hours have passed.
"What I just said should be enough for everyone to go back and do business, right?"
Reporters from major newspapers all laughed heartily.
There is no airs, and occasionally there is a bit of humor.
They are not Rita, they know what it means to give up when something is good.
"Mrs. Wayne, very nice snacks."
"Oh - and the tea made by Mr. Wayne."
After all the reporters left, the family of three relaxed as if relieved.
"So this is what it feels like to be a celebrity." Eric smiled bitterly, "If this continues, I'll want to move to Surrey."
"It's useless." Vincent opened the suitcase and took Gugu out of it. "They all have informants. The most famous ones even have students."
"Is she so powerful?" Evelin, who was cleaning up, turned back, "If we weren't as famous as we are now, would she have done something?"
"Most definitely."
Rather than digging for the truth, Rita seems more interested in attracting attention.
The title can be as exaggerated as you like, and most of the content is outrageous to the extreme.
But even with such a character, Vincent seems to have many weaknesses.
As a spokesperson, she is the most suitable candidate.