Hogwarts executioner

As the contemporary patriarch of the Delacour family, he has huge influence in the French wizarding world and a huge wealth envied by others in the secular world.

In the first half of his life, he won the flower of the French wizard, and his two daughters were smart and well-behaved in middle age. Francis Delacour has been living a good life.

What kind of director of the Ministry of Magic? If you don't go, the salary is pitiful and the work is too much. Is this what nobles do?

What, Potion Manor’s production has dropped? Whoever is in charge should be replaced immediately and find someone capable to replace him!

What is nobility? Nobility is riding a horse, holding wine, communicating with literary masters about art, discussing research with famous masters, and talking about life with beautiful witches.

Occasionally write several letters to the Minister of Magic, warning him that he must safeguard the legitimate rights and interests of the Delacour family. As for the piles of things, I have plenty of money and just hire a few smart people.

Francis, who has always liked Wizard Chess, finally found an opportunity this year to get the status of co-organizer in the form of sponsorship.

This was proposed by one of his Muggle assistants, which could not only open up the wizarding world market for the newly developed wizarding wine of Margaux Wine, but also maintain the popularity of the Delacour family.

Originally, it was just a simple job, the preparations were left to the assistants, and the security was left to the director of the Auror office.

As for myself, of course I hold banquets with the senior officials of the Wizards International Union, and occasionally hold one or two beauty pageants with French characteristics.

What, you said it’s from the Japanese country, didn’t you see the French beauty on it?

But all this was disrupted by a letter.

Senior officials of the International Union of Wizards said that they are only responsible for the conduct of the competition. This is a separate challenge outside the competition and has nothing to do with them.

Auror said that they are only responsible for the security issues of the game, and it is fine to challenge alone without violating the security law.

So it fell to Francis.

If it were an ordinary wizard, Francis would have a lot of ways to solve the problem, but the vice-principal of Hogwarts School, the sweetheart of his precious daughter, couldn't do anything behind his back, and others looked down upon him from the front.

It wouldn't do to hand over the challenge to Bill Jones. Let's not talk about the relationship between the two. If he is successfully challenged by that little genius, the old chess king will lose a lot of face.

The higher the level, the more important things like face are, and prestige represents power and status.

Is losing to the wizard chess champion the same as losing to an eleven-year-old kid with no reputation?

Therefore, the organizers of the competition are really worried, but delay is not acceptable, and there may be diplomatic disputes.Dumbledore's left and right hands are also something you can deal with casually.

Francis, who originally thought that good things would come in pairs, had the urge to kill his former assistant.

When Fu Rong met her father at school and heard her father's new assistant explain the reasons, she was confused.

William not only participated in the competition, but also won the right to challenge McGonagall, the deputy principal of Hogwarts School.

If her father hadn't been frowning and begged herself for help, Fu Rong would have thought it was her own illusion.

"So you mean, let me find William and persuade him to agree to postpone the challenge, and wait until he wins the top 10 before fighting against the chess king?" Fu Rong, who had figured out what had happened, looked at her father wonderingly.

"Yes, daughter." Francis smiled wryly while sitting in a magic garden pavilion in Beauxbatons.

"But Dad, William hasn't learned wizard chess before. Even if it's only two weeks, how could he beat Grandpa Jones?" Even though Fleur admires William's magical talent, wizard chess is two different things.

"Daughter, you underestimated Minerva McGonagall. She almost beat Bill back then. The only person who can make her approve is the one who beat her. Otherwise, how could she make Hogwarts the leader of the wizarding world?" It's a joke." Francis shook his head, never believing in Wizard Chess, which William had only learned for two weeks.

"Daughter, time is running out. According to regulations, I must forward the challenge letter within these three days." Francis urged. Diplomatic incidents are nothing, but he can't afford to be ashamed in front of wizards all over the world.

"Okay." Fu Rong snickered, "I want that yacht, and that manor in London."

"Okay." Frances glanced at her daughter, feeling like a piece of her heart had been ripped away by some bastard, it hurt so much.

When Fleur told William at noon, William knew that the reason why Professor McGonagall wanted to take him to Paris was not only to win honor, but also to wash away the shame.

This was beyond William's expectations. Professor McGonagall was usually as serious as a nun, and her prestige (scary) in school was second only to Snape's basilisk. Who would have thought that she would remember the hatred of more than ten years.

"It's terrible to offend a woman, and it's even more terrible to offend a narrow-minded woman." Ao Hai muttered quietly.

"This may not necessarily be the case. A few decades ago, the secular relations between Britain and France seemed to be at a low ebb, and the two countries had serious diplomatic cold confrontations. The wizarding world hiding in the secular world was also greatly affected, and this antagonistic mood continues to this day."

Although he respected Professor McGonagall, since Fleur's father was involved in this incident, William decided to sacrifice Professor McGonagall.

My little girlfriend must come first!

Furong got what she wanted with satisfaction, while Francis had a bitter face, still thinking about how to explain to his wife.

Although Mag was a little dissatisfied with William's decision to kill first and then show off, William was right after all. The chess champion who slapped their chess champion in front of them in Paris, France, wants to return to the UK.

When Francis found Apolline, she was in a palace in Vienna, where she was learning classical painting techniques.

As a smart man, he would naturally not tell his wife directly that he had given her favorite cruise ship to his daughter. In order to have a happy life at night, he first had to explain the difficulties he faced.

"Hey, Apolline, seeing your paintings makes my heart melt." Francis is also an art appraiser. After all, he was raised in a noble family since he was a child.

Apolline didn't care about her husband's flattery, or she was used to it. Just like many beauties, you think that complimenting the other person will make you happy. If you think about it too much, they will never lack of lickers and spare tires.

Apolline continued to hold the magic pen and traced an ancient painting in the palace on the expensive special magic book imported from China.

Francis chuckled and continued to kneel and lick: "Don't you like magic crystals? I bought a very beautiful green crystal from Myanmar. It will arrive in two days."

Apolline put down her pen and asked: "You took out the hibiscus flowers I treasured and drank them."

"No." Francis shook his head vigorously.

"You made Gabriel cry again?" Apolline wondered.

"How come, Gabrielle is participating in the Youth Performance Association in Paris, and she is the leading role." Francis said, "She is rehearsing these days."

"That's why you and Charles went out to fool around and were caught by reporters again?" Apollin frowned.

"No." Francis said, "I only think of you, my dear."

"Then what did you do to snap up crystals from Tang people at a high price?" Apoline asked curiously.