Fudge took the box with the Seamless Stretch Charm from Umbridge and took the lead in walking forward.
Behind him, two people who looked like reporters were frantically taking photos of Fudge from all angles. One of them ran a few steps forward, lay on the ground, and raised his head to take pictures of Fudge as he walked forward.
Today he was wearing a dark green velvet wizard robe, with a dark green curved wizard robe that shimmered under the reflection of the surrounding torches, and looked particularly handsome.
Anton looked at Fudge with a strange expression, and then looked up at the sky. If I remember correctly, it was almost summer vacation now.
Isn't it hot?
When Fudge came over, oh, a cold breath accompanied by a faint fragrance hit his face.
Anton looked at it in shock. Is this a magic prop? Or an alchemical product?
There are always some areas in the wizarding world that Anton has never touched, which look particularly magical.
"Something happened recently, and I think you know it. The prisoners escaped from Azkaban."
Anton nodded, "As an honorable and loyal Auror, I was thinking about helping out tomorrow weekend?"
Fudge's expression became strange after listening to Anton's words, and an uncontrollable smile appeared on his face.
Seeing Anton looking at him in confusion, he quickly regained his compassionate expression, "This matter is a challenge to the Ministry of Magic and a challenge to the Auror Office. As the Minister of Magic, I hope to honor us."
And loyal Aurors do something."
"You thought about it day and night, pondered carelessly, and worked hard, and finally you came up with a solution."
"You think, it's time to put this half of a centuries-old mandrake to some use."
"You want to make as few 'werewolf transformation pills' as possible to help your Anton improve our combat effectiveness. Of course, he is an expert in that field. He will estimate how much we can make."
As I said that, I winked at Mag, raised one hand, shook Mag's hand, and asked the two reporters to take photos from various angles.
"Minister, why did you let Anton directly turn into a werewolf?"
Harry Potter stood beside him and asked doubtfully.
Fudge's eyes twitched, "Oh, you want all your men to turn into werewolves and turn into terrible beasts on a full moon night. Harry, he knows how scary that is. That's crazy.
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"Yeah, that's crazy."
Professor Han Bi stood beside me, looking in amazement at the words floating in mid-air, one by one changing into the form Aniskreen: Controllable Werewolf.
Magical Aniskreen...
This has been a long-standing and controversial topic of the Anisklin International Association for hundreds of years. It is discussed every year, and it has become a dispensable process.
That's not even a ridiculous joke. Anisklin didn't turn into a special animal, he might turn into a magical animal!
Have you ever imagined that Mag Jingran has researched that transformation technique to that stage?
You look at every word below with burning eyes, as if a small door has been opened.
As an expert who has been immersed in the field of Aniskrin all his life, you are too vague as to whether the content of those flame texts is nonsense or just nonsense.
You can do it one by one without your extremely professional acumen!
Yes, magic is not always like that, and the number of wizards who lose their lives studying magic every year is countless, but you know, these ambiguous magics are like that.
Only this kind of magic that absolutely works will tell you in person, "Oh, yes, it's wrong and you can't use it."
That kind of intuition exists in very few fields. For example, Professor Snape cannot vaguely feel whether a bottle of potion has been successfully prepared.
Um turned to look at Fudge in amazement, "Maybe you can't try it, the controllable wolf Anisklin."
"Are you crazy?"
Fudge looked at Um in shock, "He knows he became a werewolf..."
Wumu pointed at the words floating around the world, "Without wolfsbane, there is no ability to infect other animals. Using Anisklin's method, the biological state before transformation will become emotionally controllable and rational.
, that is a very complicated and confusing matter."
"Merlin's beard..." Fudge looked at Um in shock, then at Mag, and finally I raised my head to read these words.
Okay, I understand those things at all.
But I need to understand, "You will call experts to review the feasibility of that method. If it is definitely not possible..."
"minister!"
Um smiled without any pride, "You are not an expert. He must be looking for the most unknown expert in the field of Aniskrin in Europe. This is not you."
"Is that so?"
Fudge's eyes lit up, "You want..."
"Oh~ Minister!"
McGonagall stared at Fudge, "You think, we should ask experts from the Ministry of Magic to come and take a look."
Fudge stared at Mag for a long time, Mag grinned, so I could only spread my hands and said, "Go back and make arrangements now."
I strode closer, raised my head and said loudly to Mag, "Assume the price of Aniskrine for each Anton. Now that I can't live to think about it, you will come up with several plans for his reference." Qianqianyi
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After saying that, Fudge blinked and turned around to greet Auror Wei Qi, "You will be back before half an hour. The Antons need to slowly improve their strength. Magsjet seems to be able to do that. That kind of thing is still possible."
You'll have to count on your Minister of Magic who loves to seize opportunities.
"Of course, you are the best."
Han Biwaiqi said flatteringly, making Fuji laugh a little.
Seeing that we had all left, Professor Han Bi's eyes filled with anger and he glared at Mag, "Why do you need an expert from the Ministry of Magic? He thinks your words are authoritative enough?"
Mag looked from left to right at the students who were approaching, and quickly pulled Umu out of the corner.
"Professor, Fudge, I want to find someone to take the blame. As long as there are any problems with Anisklin's transformation, I can't shirk the responsibility to the experts."
Professor Han Bi's expression became less weird and he was dumbfounded, "Ah, then..."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Mag shrugged, "And I must want to take the opportunity to expand my influence in Anton's office. Han Bixinjie has always been interested in Moody and Kings."
Well, the Longbottom family is full of factions that prefer to live under the command of Young Master Dumbledore. Fudge will definitely fight with Muggle that time.
Si Jie has a very small conflict."
"You endorse me then, and then..."
I didn't say anything else, I just raised my eyebrows and smiled.
"Call~Merlin's beard."
Professor Um was in disbelief, "Dirty politics!"
"Yes!"
Mag nodded vigorously with a sincere expression, "It's too dirty!"
Professor Um suddenly reacted and looked at McGonagall in surprise, "Child, he is only a seventh-grade child, how can he understand that?"
Oh, think about what you were doing in seventh grade?
It seems that you are looking forward to joining the Gryffindor team on the Quidditch pitch, right?
I'm always so innocent at this time.
Mag just grinned shyly, with a simple look on his face, "It's all your fault for your tutor in Anton's office, I taught you bad things!"
Wumu rolled his eyes, "Stop pretending, that kid can only learn that from Ronaldo."
Mag was stunned for a moment, "Do you know your mentor Anton?"
Wumu smiled slightly, his face full of arrogance that everyone was a senior, "Britain is small, and he knows more wizards."
When he was more than half old, Fudge came back again with a small team of people.
Eight experts, some of them even wearing pajamas, rushed over, obviously in a hurry. Just like these politicians, we rushed towards the floating words of flames in the sky and looked at them in shock.
Magsjie limped over, glanced at Mag, with a serious look on his face, "You want him to tell you that the werewolf Anisklin is not without risk. He knows that the situation is changing now.
Every Anton is a valuable asset to the office.
Han Bi made a grimace, smiled, and pointed at the experts, "He should ask us."
Magersjie sneered, "You just asked him to make him give you a promise."
"Well, your relationship with Anton is still wrong. Do you think you have any reason to harm us?"
Magersjie was silent for a moment, staring at Han Bi for a long time.
"Let you come first!"
"You come first and become a werewolf!"
"When you succeed, he will give Anton another try."
Mag's face was filled with admiration and he raised his little thumb, "You are worthy of being your director."
Han Bixinjie laughed warmly, "You must have turned into a werewolf like the one I've seen before. It's the controllable werewolf he said. You must bite him first."
"That's it..."
Mag looked at the experts who had ended the debate with great helplessness, "If not, why don't you ask the experts for their opinions?"
Magersjie's eyes suddenly narrowed. Oh no, don't play with your heartbeat. You are also very relaxed and scared. Can he just give you a letter?