My Little Pony: Another World Adventure

It was late at night on the day when the warm snow first fell.

Latan took out 5 gold Galleons from Gringotts (each Galleon is approximately equal to 9 pounds, each pound is approximately equal to RMB, and Galleons is approximately equal to million RMB) and knocked on the window of the principal's office.

Professor Dumbledore, who was working at his desk, was slightly startled when he saw Ratan outside the window. He then took out his wand and waved it gently, opening the window that was locked from the inside. He looked at the red lion that entered the room with the cold night wind and asked, "Mr. Magnus, what's the hurry?"

"Principal, in addition to time travelers like Zheng Shilong who attribute great power to themselves, there is another type of time traveler who relies on summoning objects to enhance their own strength." Latarn went straight to the point. The Book of Magnus was suspended in the magnetic field, showing Dumbledore the orcs he encountered outside Gringotts. "This type of time traveler is an army."

Dumbledore took the Book of Magnus. The half-human, half-beast form of the Rhodes Island operator made the old man frown slightly. "Their master is a wizard."

"Muggles can't even see the existence of Diagon Alley, let alone deploy troops here." Latan was very satisfied with the principal's IQ. It was worry-free to talk to smart people.

"Since they are wizards, the traveler behind them must know the existence of Hogwarts. If this person wants to conquer the wizarding world, the castle filled with little wizards will become his most desired hostage. With Hogwarts in hand, he can force all the wizards in Britain to submit to him."

Professor Dumbledore listened silently and said, "Since the enemy is in the dark and we are in the light, and has shown a strong desire to conquer Hogwarts..."

Latan put down the money bag and smiled: "Then we will put on a good show right under his eyes."

"I represent the school and the decent forces in the wizarding world," said Professor Dumbledore, "and you represent the students and the aristocracy in the wizarding world."

"We must not unite as one," Latan said. "That would allow the gap between us to become a weakness that the enemy thinks they can exploit."

"You and I know this."

"You and I know this clearly."

Latan looked at the white wizard's blue eyes with admiration, and saw the admiration for himself in his eyes. Neither of them shook hands or nodded. Professor Dumbledore said coldly: "You can go out, Mr. Magnus."

"It is an unshakable decision to deal with the time traveler in half an hour. Don't make me regret it, Headmaster."

Professor Dumbledore watched Ratan slam the door and leave, took out his pocket watch with twelve stars inlaid on the edge and looked at it, then took out a bottle of Polyjuice Potion that looked like boiling mud from the drawer of his desk, and then took out a flat leather box. He picked up a handful of hair collected from the time traveler's pillow and sheets and threw it into the potion, pinched the dosage, tilted his head back and drank it in one gulp.

Following a painful transformation, Dumbledore turned into a child of about eleven or twelve years old, with the same body shape and appearance as the owner of the hair in the potion.

Half an hour later, in the Room of Requirement, the Polyjuice Potion lost its effect just as Dumbledore had planned. The old man who had regained his true form glared at Latan, who was sitting on the pile of goblin corpses, and shouted angrily, "Stop!!!" (See Chapter 52 for details)

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After leaving the principal's office, Kal'tsit unfolded the treaty written on parchment. Party A was "The Ministry of Magic under Her Majesty's Government", and Party B was "The Priory of the Holy Sepulchre", with the legal representative being "Latan Magnus".

It’s not Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, nor is it the Order of the Red Lion mentioned by Karana Avery, but an unknown Holy Order?

This made Kal'tsit frown. She vaguely felt the hidden meaning of Magnus revealed in this signature, but after all, this contract with the "Unbreakable Oath" spell had been signed by Magnus, which meant that the brutal red-haired giant must fulfill the obligations in the treaty.

Nothing to worry about.

I think should not be?

Bagpipe peeked furtively from behind the parchment: "What are you looking at, Ms. Kelsey?"

"nothing."

Kal'tsit looked at Bagpipe's innocent smile and felt a dull pain in her heart. She knew that although Bagpipe's behavior, personality and appearance had not changed at all, and he could even joke and chat with other operators, Bagpipe, like the other operators she brought with her today, had lost his subjective consciousness and was left with only an empty shell that had no complaints about the Doctor's orders.

If the doctor wants an operator to die, the operator will smile and slit his own throat; if the doctor wants an operator to be tortured, the operator will scream and make a painful expression; if the doctor wants an operator to use his body to win over political partners, the operator will...

*Hey, hey, hey, don’t think too much about tools.*

Kal'tsit suddenly felt a palpitation. The inexplicably dull image of the evil spirit of the Tower of Babel in her mind, under some irresistible force, completely merged with Dr. Avery, who showed a lot of incoordination.

Yes…is that so?

Yes...Dr. Avery is the Doctor...

The Doctor's orders... cannot be disobeyed...

*So good.*

Kelsey mechanically rolled up the parchment and said to Umbridge, "Deputy Minister, let's go back as soon as possible."

Umbridge, who was always addressed as "Minister" by Ratan, snorted in dissatisfaction, raised her short and fat little hand as thick as a toad's front paw and patted Mr. Crouch's arm.

"Don't look so sad as if your wife has died!" She said sternly, "If you can handle this matter today, Minister Fudge will remember your contribution, and sooner or later you will be reinstated."

Mr. Crouch looked gloomy and looked at Umbridge dully: "I am very satisfied with my current position..."

"Don't be silly, Barty." Umbridge sneered. "Ever since your son was convicted of being a Death Eater and imprisoned in Azkaban, your reputation in the Ministry has been declining. You were transferred from the glorious Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement to the Director of the Department of International Cooperation. Although your position seems to have not changed, the political power in your hands has been reduced by more than a little bit."

A muscle twitched in Mr. Crouch's cheek, but he made no retort.

"You were originally a strong contender for the position of the next Minister of Magic, but now you can only waste your life in this retirement position. Would someone like you be willing to accept this?" Umbridge read Crouch's mind. "Besides, are you supporting a seriously ill wife or a son who was swindled? The Minister has the final say on this."

This was already a naked threat and temptation. Mr. Crouch did not say a word for a long time. Only after he followed Umbridge out of the exit of the headmaster's tower on the third floor of the castle did he whisper, "I understand."

Umbridge's broad, swollen lips painted red with lipstick formed a triumphant smile: "That's good."

She stepped over the broken gargoyle head at the door and ran into Professor Mance, who was in charge of the Magic Alchemy Mechanics class. The German man, who was wearing a neat suit even in the magic castle, nodded and said, "Ladies and sirs, please allow me to take you to the Hogsmeade platform."

"Professor Mance, is our Ministry of Magic so unreliable? Do we need you to take time out of your busy schedule to monitor us?" Umbridge said with a wry smile.

"That's all thanks to Professor Dumbledore." Professor Mance said in a cold tone, "The old man was afraid that you would be beaten to death by the angry villagers when you entered the village, so he specifically asked me to keep an eye on you."

Looking at Umbridge's flushed face, Professor Mance sneered, turned around and said, "Everyone, shall we go?"

Kal'tsit gestured to the Rhodes Island operators, took a few steps forward, and walked side by side with the tall German man. "Sir, you seem to have a strong prejudice against the government."

"It's not a good habit to pry into other people's secrets." Professor Mans glared at Kal'tsit from the corner of his eye. The other's cat ears were just level with his shoulders. "But it's okay to tell you. Because of the special nature of my bloodline, I was sent to a mental hospital by the government since I was a child. Fortunately, I learned to control my abilities through the torture-like treatment methods. It was also there that I met many of my kind..."

Umbridge interrupted, "The stupidity of the Muggles has kept them from persecuting wizards."

"If you think Muggles are just stupid, you are very stupid, ma'am." Professor Mance said. Instead of being angry, Umbridge smiled.

In the Ministry of Magic's "Anti-Godzilla Plan", the useless group of Muggles were supposed to be abandoned. If even the professors at Hogwarts thought so, she could complete her mission more easily.

Monsters are rampaging, Muggles are becoming extinct, wizards are fleeing... How pleasant it sounds.

It would be best if Godzilla could get rid of Dumbledore and Magnus. In this way, Hogwarts and the Priory would be in his hands, and the Ministry of Magic would have unprecedented power!

Umbridge was thinking about all sorts of things, and when she came to the second floor of the castle, she noticed that there were people moving in an empty classroom. There was a thin boy and an even thinner man. The man looked like a beggar who had just taken a bath but had not washed off his sickly temperament, and the boy had messy black hair and a lightning-shaped scar on his forehead.

The Deputy Minister was excited, this was the Boy-Who-Lived, Harry Potter. It was the first time she saw him in person.

As she passed by the door of the empty classroom, Umbridge couldn't help but take a few more glances. Harry Potter was fiddling with a motorcycle with the beggar man. They were talking and laughing, but there was a sad look between their brows, as if they were mourning a person they both knew.

The Boy Who Lived was Dumbledore's golden signboard. Umbridge's keen political sense told her that if she could win over this child who was from the Potter family, one of the twenty-eight pure-blood families, to the side of the Ministry of Magic, she would surely win the hearts of the people for the Ministry of Magic.

But just as she took a step towards the empty classroom, Professor Mance immediately turned around, put his right hand into the collar of his suit and grasped something, his gunmetal eyes burned into brilliant gold, bursting out with a tangible oppressive force.

"Ma'am," Professor Mans said sternly, not disguising the threat in his tone, "To ensure your personal safety, please do not deviate from the direction I am guiding you."

Damn guy.

Umbridge reluctantly withdrew her foot and followed Professor Mance downstairs obediently, watching Harry Potter disappear from the edge of her sight.

Never mind. There is still a long way to go. The boy who survived the catastrophe is just a naive kid. Sooner or later...

The castle lobby was empty, not at all like when the Ministry of Magic people came and it was packed with students. After leading the team out of the castle's main gate, Professor Mance was obviously much more relaxed, and he took his hands out of his suit. He was even in the mood to introduce the environment around the castle to Kal'tsit.

"That's the Black Lake." On the covered bridge, Professor Mance pointed to the lake covered with foamy snowflakes in the distance. "Every time a new class enters school, they have to walk the route that the four founders of Hogwarts took when they discovered the castle, which means swimming across the lake by boat. There used to be many magical creatures living in the lake, including giant squids, grindylows, and mermaids."

"Originally?" Kelsey followed Professor Mance's words and asked, "What about now?"

"The warm snow distorted the forms and wills of these creatures, making them full of aggression towards humans." Professor Mans said, "They have been exterminated by Mr. Magnus."

"Well done!" Umbridge praised. "Half-human, half-beast monsters like mermaids should have been managed in a concentration camp style. Mr. Magnus was able to take the lead in exterminating them, making an indelible contribution to wizards."