"Ah? That's it."

Only now did Du Wei remember that in the Forbidden Forest, the centaurs were still detaining a group of Ministry of Magic officers.

Ms. Umbridge, and my dear little Walker?

Du Wei naturally tidied himself up and said, "Can you ask me to go with you? Miss Granger, I also want to witness these things."

He straightened his clothes and buttoned a hole.

"Of course, Professor."

Hermione Granger said, they left the castle one after another and came to the hunting lodge. In the hunting lodge, Bob kept wiping the sweat on his bare forehead with a towel.

He knew that today was the last negotiation.

It depends on today whether we can bring back Ministry of Magic officials.

He was under great pressure and even more upset.

He doesn't really want to go back.

On the other side, Ms. Bernsch needs him to go back and deal with other things.

Things are trickier than this.

He felt extremely painful now.

He had never been so busy and dangerous, and he knew what Ms. Bernsch had called him back for.

Capture the dark wizard and some people who take advantage of the opportunity to cause trouble.

The appearance of Duwei was like a dagger, piercing the hypocritical power of the Ministry of Magic. Now, there are dark wizards and old-school wizards everywhere, casting some so-called mischief magic on Muggles.

These people are so busy that they don't even touch the ground.

Although Bob looks like a hairless groundhog and is highly myopic, he is the best among the batters in terms of experience and magic. Without him, the batters have suffered some losses recently.

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Bob sighed. There were so many agents in the Ministry of Magic, and there were only a few who could do the work. He was one of them. The important thing was that the centaurs were a group of reasonable people. Even if the negotiation failed, there was no need to worry about these people going to court.

Your head is filled with arrows.

Not a dark wizard. Dark wizards always hide in some strange corners and raise some even stranger magical animals.

Even dark magical creatures.

When Bob was young, he saw a wizard who raised living corpses.

That living corpse almost killed him!

Bob, I don't want to go to work.

He just wanted to negotiate with these centaurs and continue to waste time.

The conditions on the centaurs' side are not excessive. They require those from the Ministry of Magic to apologize to the centaurs. More importantly, they need a guarantee from the Ministry of Magic that no more agents from the Ministry of Magic will enter.

Forbidden forest, capturing horse people.

"That's our bottom line."

These centaurs told Bob that Bob was not as domineering as Ms. Umbridge, but the problem was that the centaurs needed a guarantee, but the guarantee had to be signed by the Minister of Magic.

The problem now is that the British Ministry of Magic does not have a Minister for Magic.

Fudge is retired and he doesn't want to do anything else.

Everyone knows that the next Minister of Magic is likely to be Ms. Bernsch, but elections take time. Even the Acting Minister will take at least a week to be elected - this is still very efficient in the Ministry of Magic.

The procedure can only be completed under certain circumstances.

Now Ms. Burnsch is still the Director of the Legal Enforcement Department of the Ministry of Magic, which means that the guarantee signed by Ms. Burnsch can only guarantee that Strikers and Aurors will never set foot in the Forbidden Forest again.

As we all know, the strikers and Aurors of the Ministry of Magic do not like to enter the Forbidden Forest. Those who enter the Forbidden Forest are usually the staff of the Manager of Magical Creatures. These people are not under the current management of Ms. Burnsch. This is

A deadlock.

Now, all Ms. Bernsch can do is come up with a jointly signed guarantee.

She's doing it!

She wanted to eliminate the bad impression caused by this incident, and at least tell the wizards not to be hostile to intelligent creatures like centaurs.

The wizarding world is already in enough trouble, we can't let more trouble come out.

Hagrid was a little surprised when he saw Hermione and Lupin walking over.

"Professor Luping, you are here too."

"Of course, Hagrid, if it's too late, it's always safer to have a teacher following the students.

Isn't it, Hagrid?"

"You're right, Professor."

Hagrid said, holding Fang with one hand to prevent the timid and enthusiastic big dog from licking Professor Lupin's face. He dragged the big dog with one hand, and with the other hand, he came to Professor Lupin.

A cup of tea.

"Would you like a drink too, Hermione?"

He handed the two cups of tea to Hermione and Lupin. Hermione thanked Hagrid. Hagrid said to Hermione apologetically: "I didn't want to trouble you," he said. At this time, Hermione interrupted: "

It's okay, Hagrid, I can handle it." Hagrid was still a little embarrassed, "Don't say stupid things, you have learned so many lessons."

Hagrid is a gentle person, and he treats people the same way. The reason why he is not popular here is partly because of his blood, and partly because he always thinks that these students are half the same physique as him.

Giants are the same.

Du Wei listened to their words and came to Bob's side with black tea.

"A drudgery, ahem, Bob?"

Bob turned his head, saw Professor Lupine with a sad face and responded: "Who says it's not the case?"

He seems to be full of grievances and wants to express them, but the problem now is that because there are so many grievances, he doesn't know where to draw them out.

So he could only close his mouth, and all the words of the social beast disappeared in a sigh.

He is waiting for a co-signed bond.

It's just that this guarantee letter doesn't seem to be easy to sign.

Du Wei knew better than him the progress of this matter.

Inside the Ministry of Magic, Ms. Burnsch was arguing.

It was rare for anyone to see this witch so angry. She held back her anger and looked at the people in front of her.

"Ms. Umbridge is one of us and we need to bring her back."

"Who says it isn't?"

Like Bob's mantra, a wizard said, "But as you can see, we do have some concerns. This matter is too bad. We are being threatened by centaurs, just because of an ordinary wizard."

"Yes, Susan," someone called Ms. Bernsch's middle name affectionately, but his words were not as kind as his title, "We can never enter the Forbidden Forest. This condition is unacceptable in the first place. The Forbidden Forest

It is also part of the magical world. This is not the territory of the centaurs. The centaurs are just sojourners on this territory.

We are the masters."

Ms. Burnsch's face turned red with anger. She could see that these people did not care about Ms. Umbridge's life or death. In other words, they deliberately blocked this matter in order to gain access to other places when they let go later.

Benefit.

But she was still angry.

Because they said, an ordinary wizard, she knew what these people meant. Umbridge was just ordinary. She was not a pure-blood wizard. No matter how flattering she was, she could not get into the circle of pure-blood wizards!

Ms. Burnsch knew all these things, but she couldn't give up on Umbridge, because if she did, she would no longer be Ms. Burnsch.

These despicable people!

Ms. Bernsch is a bit lonely. She is no match for these old fools. She is very accomplished in magic, but she doesn't seem to be very proficient in fighting with others.

Of course Du Wei knows the dirty things in the magical world.

Not only did he know it, he also had a witness.

Mr. Ludo sat carefully among these people. He is now the Acting Director of the Department of Magical Sports, and he is qualified to sit here for meetings.

Now, this gentleman doesn't say a word, he now works for Mr. Duwei.

"Be obedient. Just keep your ears and eyes. Of course, you can also try to betray me at the Ministry of Magic."

Du Wei said to him.

"This is your freedom."

It seems that Mr. Ludo doesn't really want freedom.

It's good to work for Duwei, he convinced himself, sitting here like a human receiver.

He looked at Ms. Bernsch, looking for an ally but finding none.
To be continued...