Harry Potter I Am Death

Just after the Ministry of Magic seized the goods, Zhang Zongde in London got the news immediately.

The newspaper was casually thrown on the table, "Elder, foreigners are a little unreasonable, they have detained all our goods." Zhang Youzhi stood in front of the sofa with an aggrieved expression on his face.

"Elder, are you talking nonsense? Should we go back or continue?" Zhang Youzhi sat down on the sofa, writhing uncomfortably, as if the foreign sofa suddenly became uncomfortable.

The teacup was buckled by Zhang Zongde. Zhang Zongde looked out of the window from a distance, not knowing what he was thinking, "Damn, even dare to intercept my goods, you go to the Zongmen to send a message, I will go to Dumbledore Then talk about it, it’s not about our family.”

After a while, an oriental face appeared in Hogwarts, and the students all focused their eyes curiously. For them, this was the feeling of seeing a foreigner for the first time.

Because of some special history, oriental faces have not been common in the world, especially Chinese people.

This is the case in the Muggle world, and it is even more serious in the relatively more closed magical world. Many wizards would never even think that there are people who look like this in their lifetime.

In the principal's office, Dumbledore seemed to have been waiting here a long time ago.

"Mr. Zhang, you are here, please sit down." Dumbledore said politely.

"Senior Dumbledore, you don't have to be so polite. This junior is indeed here for something important." Zhang Zongde did not cooperate with Dumbledore to make a lot of circles like before. This time the matter is not a trivial matter. Department of hostility.

Zhang Zongde walked to the chair and sat down after Dumbledore sat down.

"It did happen suddenly this time. It is our fault that we failed to prevent it from happening." Dumbledore didn't mean to go around in circles. Now that it has come to a tense period, the Ministry of Magic must change as soon as possible. Get back to normal.

On the table, there were several opened newspapers, most of which were photos of some activities, Fudge's and Dumbledore's.

"There are indeed some special circumstances on our side. There are some problems with the Ministry of Magic. However, we will restore everything to normal as soon as possible, at least it will not affect our trade." Dumbledore rarely does this to others Guaranteed, all the culprits are Voldemort who is about to move and Fudge who is jumping around.

"Since the seniors have said so, there is no reason for the juniors not to cooperate. As long as the seniors are useful, just let them know." Zhang Zongde said very politely, this Dumbledore is their most ideal partner Well, he is also aware of the special situation in the British magic world, so he will not want to break away from the cooperative relationship with Dumbledore.

The conversation between the two was very harmonious, and their opinions were easily reached.

When Zhang Zongde left, Dumbledore's face slowly sank.

He knew that Fudge was useless before, but he didn't expect it to be so messy.

Now in order to deal with Voldemort who is about to come back, the Order of the Phoenix is ​​extremely busy. Now that the Ministry of Magic has made such a moth, it can be said that it is a good hindrance.

Dumbledore waved his hand suddenly, and a silver light flew out instantly. The next moment, a silver light appeared in front of Eli, and at this time, he was working hard in the toilet.

"Is there any human rights anymore? I can't even have a poop!"

After a while, Eli, with a gloomy face, came to the door of the principal's office, walked up the movable stairs skillfully, then glanced at the Hippogriff statue next to him, wiped it skillfully, and then entered the principal's office. room.

"The Ministry of Magic withheld the raw materials shipped from China." Dumbledore went straight to the point.

Eli, who just sat on the chair, was surprised when he heard what Dumbledore said, and then suddenly rolled up his sleeves and slapped the table, "Damn, I dare to move my stuff, I'll chop it..."

"Ahem..." Dumbledore interrupted Eli's slashing spell with a cough. Looking at Eli, who was like the leader of the Death Eaters, Dumbledore began to wonder if there was something wrong with his ideological education.

Looking at the greatest white wizard in front of him, Eli put down his sleeves silently, sat upright, "Professor, what do you have to say?"

Glancing at the instantly well-behaved Eli, Dumbledore's face twitched, "We must move faster..."

"Do you want me..." Eli made a movement of wiping his neck, his eyes glowing.

Dumbledore stared at Eli strangely, and Eli shut his mouth again, "Say it."

"Based on my understanding, Fudge is trying to do some publicity in his interests, so far, that's all, and maybe we should do the same."

"Oh..." Eli suddenly understood that he was just pouring dirty water on Fudge. He was holding the "Daily Prophet" in his hand. He was definitely good at such things, but the trouble was that he didn't have any Fudge I don’t know if there is any black history in Rita.

"Then what shall we say?"

Dumbledore didn't answer, but just opened the drawer on the right hand side, silently took out a small notebook from it, and handed it to Eli.

Taking the notebook, Eli glanced at Dumbledore, then opened the notebook curiously.

"Damn it..." Eli was stunned by the content inside. It was all black information about Fudge, and Eli's eyes were burning with gossip.

"Collecting money to get people from Azkaban... Manipulating the election of officials... No money for buying licorice candy?", Fudge himself may not remember the above things so clearly, but they are all listed one by one on this notebook.

Eli glanced at Dumbledore with a weird look, this old man is very bad!
Feeling Eli's gaze, Dumbledore looked a little embarrassed, "These were collected by some people from the Ministry of Magic, you can use them well."

Eli was a little horrified. When Fudge was supported by Dumbledore, did he think that he would be monitored to this extent?Then he wouldn't know about me secretly spraying shoes with Hermione's perfume!

"Go quickly." Dumbledore couldn't stand Eli's eyes for a while, and drove him away directly. Now his way of driving Eli is getting more and more rough.

As Eli walked, he looked at the small book with relish, "Tsk, Fudge's nightlife is quite rich... What, he didn't pay for the medicine!", Eli walked grinningly.

"Clean up the statue!"

Dumbledore's voice came from behind, Eli stopped and ran out immediately, not forgetting to close the door behind him.