Chapter 331: There Is A Great Scholar Who Defends The Scriptures For Me, And Knows The World’S Littl

Chapter 331: There Is A Great Scholar Who Defends The Scriptures For Me, And Knows The World’S Littl

"After a grand celebration came to an end, the ugliness and distortion of human nature continued to unfold.

"Yesterday, after the Irish team won the World Cup again after 32 years (for details, please see the Daily Prophet World Cup Special Issue), riots and riots broke out frequently. Hundreds of wizards formed a huge team and ignited the innocent people. Tents, burning their belongings, enjoying the sight of fear.”

"The Camp Administrator Roberts and his family of four have become some people's 'toys', seriously violating the Wizarding Statute of Secrecy.

"These people come from all over the world, mainly wizards from Brazil, Damao, France, Italy and other countries, headed by the hooded man of the Ten Lords of Earth (the specific list is as follows)."

"During the entire riot, we saw the incompetence of the Ministry of Magic... In a venue of nearly 100,000 people, there were only 50 strikers working with Aurors and some employees of the Department of International Magical Cooperation to cooperate."

"When the situation escalated, they were so at a loss... Like ordinary people, they were not prepared at all.

In the first half of the newspaper, Rita Skeeter denounced the Ministry of Magic's inaction and the horror of those who committed violence.

In fact, this is a bit exaggerated. At least there are many Ministry of Magic employees like Mr. Weasley who took the initiative to help. They did not confront the marchers head-on, but instead channeled the panicked people and did not cause greater harm.

Rita Skeeter did this for a purpose. Only by deeply describing the incompetence and inaction of the Ministry of Magic can Wayne's subsequent actions be set off even more.

Sure enough, the second half of the article changed and started praising Wayne, even including a photo of him comforting the little girl as a child.

No, are there so many people at the Daily Prophet?

Why can't I get any photos?

What Wayne didn't know was that these photos were purchased by Rita Skeeter at a high price overnight at a nearby camp. The royalties for this month's article were limited to the money she spent.

But as long as she could make Wayne happy, she would admit it.

"We should be grateful that a kind and righteous young man like Mr. Lawrence has appeared in the wizarding world. It was he who preserved the last bit of dignity in the British wizarding community and saved innocent people.

"At the same time, we should also reflect on whether some purebloods are so hostile to Muggles and will it lead to greater conflicts."

After reading the entire article, Wayne nodded unconsciously.

What he wrote is probably 80% consistent with what he wrote.

That's why he admires Rita Skeeter.

She does have Ravenclaw-like cleverness. She figured out Wayne's intentions and then came up with the finishing touch at the end.

Wayne actually hated Rita Skeeter when he was reading the book, second only to 703 Umbridge, which only brought him into the perspective of the protagonist group.

From the perspective of those with vested interests, it is very satisfying to have such capable subordinates.

Once this report comes out, his reputation will spread completely.

Just like Lao Deng and Lao Ge in the past, some shocking things must be done to let people know how big the gap is between them and these people.

What is this called?

There is a great scholar who can argue for me!

As evening approached, the girls woke up one after another and completely regained their strength.

After Hermione went downstairs, she saw the newspaper on the coffee table. She picked it up and read it, and her face gradually became weird.

Penelo, Astoria and others who came down saw him blankly holding up the newspaper, and they also came, and then they changed into the same expression.

While eating, Wayne noticed something was wrong with them and asked suspiciously, "Did you not sleep well?"

No one answered, they all looked at him with strange eyes, even Sakura and Tomoyo.

In the end, Hermione couldn't hold it back and said a little angrily: "If we hadn't read the newspaper, we wouldn't have known it would be so dangerous last night, "Everyone died!"

The young man slapped his forehead.

How could he forget this?

He didn't tell the specific story last night, and Mr. Weasley was vague this morning, but after reading the newspaper, it was all revealed.

According to common sense, Wayne should apologize and give in now and enter the tired mode of "you listen to me explain, but I don't listen".

But this would take a long time, so he chose a simpler method.

"Don't you think I should kill them?" The young man had a misunderstood look on his face, and the room was filled with Yuan Shang's atmosphere.

"Of course not!" Hermione denied repeatedly, and Penello said distressedly: "Wayne, please don't blame yourself. Those people are thugs. You were acting in self-defense. Even those who died deserved their death."

Astoria even ran over and hugged him, pressing her soft lips on his forehead: "I will always support you...Those people deserve to die!"

Sakura opened her mouth, and when she saw the boy surrounded by three girls, she knew she didn't need to comfort herself.

Nagini's lips twitched...

How cunning...

Suddenly, she looked at Tomoyo, who also had a plain expression.

Feeling Nagini's gaze, she just turned her head and smiled politely.

Did this (cfab) little girl guess it too?

Nagini was a little unsure.

On weekdays, Chise is more like a very patient and gentle girl, but she acts a little ignorant of the world. At first glance, she looks like a lady who has been cultivated by a big family, and she does not seem to be very scheming.

In the evening, Wayne, who had successfully beaten him up, enjoyed the royal treatment, resting on Penello's thigh, eating the fruit that Hermione brought to his mouth, and being greeted by Rich Loli.

It wasn't until late at night that he asked Gardevoir to send Hermione and Penello home. Astoria would stay as a pillow tonight.

"That's right." After Astoria went to take a shower, Wayne suddenly looked at Sakura who was watching TV.

"Isn't that someone who will forget the bet they made before?"

"Of course not." Sakura's heart skipped a beat, and she showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

It came, it came, it finally came.

Since the end of the game, Sakura has been on tenterhooks, fearing that Wayne would mention the bet and a riot would occur later. She felt that after so many disturbances, Wei Xi must have forgotten about it.

I never thought that Wayne didn't mention it just now, it was just because there were more people just now, and he would mention it again when the three of them were left.

"Ten sets" Wayne stretched out his fist and shook it.

"Can it be a little less?" Sakura came to Wayne's side and asked flatteringly.

"We came here to watch the game this time, and Tomoyo didn't bring so many clothes. You've already seen many of them, why not change them to two?"

Wayne looked at Tomoyo, and when he saw her nodding regretfully, he smiled: "What's so difficult about this? I was going to take you to pick out a dress tomorrow. There are all the tools and materials there, so just let Tomoyo make it on the spot. "

Chise's spirit was shaken, and his eyes became much brighter.

"Choose a dress?" Sakura's voice became louder.

"The Magic House should have also sent out a notice, right?" Wayne raised his eyebrows slightly: "It will be used next semester."

"We can buy it after we return to China." Sakura still wanted to struggle, but unexpectedly Tomoyo said: "That's great, I also want to see the styles of designers from other countries."

"I guarantee you will be satisfied." Wayne said confidently. The place he wanted to take Sakura and Tomoyo to was not a clothing store in the wizarding world, but the Lawrence family's fashion company, which had designers of various styles.

"Tomoyo, you..." Sakura looked at her friend with a hurt expression.

Since coming to the UK, she has been stabbed in the back several times!

"Sakura, if you want to bet, you must admit defeat." Tomoyo advised softly: "Don't worry, you have seen the design drawings of those clothes, they are all beautiful, right?"

"I understand." Sakura slumped down on the sofa with her pillow in her arms and said in a self-deprecating voice: "But Wayne, you are not allowed to take pictures anymore, it's too embarrassing.

Wayne immediately promised: "Don't worry, I will never take pictures."

After saying that, he gave Tomoyo a look, and the eldest lady nodded lightly.

it is more than words.

Only Sakura, whose eyes were clear and ignorant of the world, showed a happy smile. 【013704425 Feilu 220562010】

At the same time, the Ministry of Magic.

It was late at night, but the interior of the building was still brightly lit, and countless employees were walking in a hurry, with tired looks on their faces.

As long as you are an employee of the Ministry, no matter which department you are in, you have been arrested. Even the salted fish in the Centaur Liaison Office have been arrested to contact the Ministry of Magic in other countries.

In the International Magical Cooperation Department, Crouch, who was busy writing a letter, was interrupted from his work. There was coldness in his eyes as he stared at the man in front of him.

"Russell, are you surrendering yourself?"

As the former director of the Department of Legal Enforcement and the chief inquisitor in the trial of Death Eaters, Crouch had the most dealings with this group of people, and he also knew clearly which people had escaped through family influence and money. .

Russell was the one who slipped through the net back then.

He was sure that the other party also participated in last night's parade, but he just slipped away faster.

Russell didn't care about Crouch's hostility and said softly: "It was Lord Lawrence who asked me to come."

Crouch's face changed slightly. He saw that the employees outside the office were busy with their work and had no time to pay attention to what was going on here. Then he said in a deep voice: "What are you talking about? I don't understand.

"Still so cautious, Crouch." Selwyn grinned, "The two hooded men who escaped yesterday were me and my son. Do you think we escaped because of our ability?"

"It was Lord Lawrence who spared our lives for the sake of my son and allowed us to do things for him."

"Bati, we will all be colleagues from now on..."

Hearing this, Crouch's expression was as ugly as if he had eaten a fly.

He is the type of person who hates Death Eaters and Voldemort the most. He actually wants to be 'colleagues' with Death Eaters in the future. Now Crouch really wants to ask Wayne what he thinks.

But he still planned to hear what Selwyn's purpose was first.

"Your Majesty asked me to pick out a few obedient dogs and let them out after some manipulation," Selwyn said.

Crouch pondered for a moment and came to some realization.

Is this an attempt to poach Voldemort?

But what can these wastes be used for?

In a flash of thought, Crouch did not refuse. Even if it was useless, he could still experience the pleasure of NTR Voldemort.

"It is impossible to release them directly, but you can redistribute the crimes, lock them up for two or three months, and then release them. Who is your target?"

Selwyn shook his head: "I haven't chosen yet. I want to have a chat with them. Your Excellency only needs three people. I must be cautious."

"I understand." Crouch nodded, "Come back tomorrow and I will give you an opportunity to talk alone."

Selwyn made an appointment with him and left the Ministry of Magic. When passing by the hall, they saw the wizards who had to squat in the corner because the prison was not enough, and showed a trace of ridicule.

Fortunately...fortunately his son has friendship with adults, otherwise, he would be like this

One of these people.

But when Selwyn returned home and saw the white-haired figure standing at the door, her mood instantly became bad.

"Lucius, do you still have the nerve to come to me?"

The next day, Sakura reluctantly finished washing up, dressed neatly, and followed Tomoyo into the car as if resigned to her fate.

Unlike her, Tomoyo was looking forward to the upcoming trip.

The eldest lady has two hobbies, the first is taking pictures, and the second is designing clothes, especially for Sakura.

If you can combine these two hobbies, it would be the best thing.

However, due to the fact that most of the designs in the wizarding world are related to wizard uniforms, Tomoyo feels that they cannot reflect Sakura's cuteness at all, so many of her inspirations come from Muggle fashion.

I have never systematically understood how to install magazines, but today I finally have such an opportunity.

and...

Tomoyo secretly looked at Wayne who was deep in thought.

She felt that Wayne was also a natural dresser, and if she could design a few sets of well-fitting dresses for Wayne, it would definitely make the boy more handsome.

The eldest lady's face turned red quietly, but Wayne, who had something on his mind, did not appreciate this touch of charm.

He was worried.

Christmas ball...

Although Christmas is still several months away, it doesn't stop Wayne from worrying in advance.

Fleur will also come by then, plus Hermione, Qiu, and Astoria, who will he dance with then?

Of course, it’s not a problem for one person to dance to a song.

But who you dance to in the first song has great meaning.

Even he couldn't find any good solution to this kind of trouble.

"Wayne, what's wrong with you?" Sakura asked curiously, looking at the boy's frowning expression.

"Nothing." Wayne shook his head and changed the subject: "Who do you think the employees of your magic institute will be?"

Sakura was startled, then thought for a moment and said, "It should be one of me and Tomoyo, right?"

Wayne's expression was a little surprised: "Is Chise very powerful?"

In his impression, Chise seemed to have never used magic once since arriving in England, so he didn't understand Chise's level.

"Of course." After praising her friend, Sakura became more energetic:

"Tomoyo's grades have always been better than mine. Her school robe has completely turned into gold and she can graduate at any time. However, she feels that there is nothing to do after graduation, so she still

I stayed in school. "

"So awesome?" Wayne looked at Tomoyo, and the eldest lady showed a reserved smile, "Sakura's school robe also turned gold last year. It's a few months longer than mine."

"They are both talented and beautiful girls." Wayne praised, and both girls were a little shy.

It always feels a little weird for a person who can fight one against a hundred to praise the two of them as geniuses...

But Wayne really meant it.

Sakura and Chichi are just fifteen years old and have already met the graduation requirements. This is nothing but genius.

Soon, the car came to a stop in front of a tall building.

The three of them got out of the car and were greeted respectfully by the general manager who had been waiting here.

"Master."

"Is everyone here?" Wayne asked.

"A total of thirty designers, all experts in formal wear, have arrived." The manager replied happily.

"Okay, let's go and have a look."

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