Gabrie was already asleep when William appeared on the beach.

The girl probably suddenly let go of her tight strings, and then she was obviously in a state of discomfort. She lay on his back in a daze, closed her eyes and fell asleep, making a snoring sound.

Anne is different. She is full of energy and jumps when walking, with wind in her steps.

It gave William the feeling that he had entered a wolf's den or fought with thunderbirds, but it was more like he had discovered some amazing secret treasure.

The strange sister... The Stark family is just William.

Well...probably.

Furong hurriedly ran over and took her sister from William's back. Gabrie held William's hair tightly with her little hands. During the pulling process, he grinned for pain.

William always pays attention to protecting his hair and prevents people from becoming young, and starts to bald... Looking at the hair that was caught, he felt a little distressed even if he didn't say it.

He didn't want his hairline to move up year by year like Professor Snape, but he was so humble that he could not do anything.

William really wanted to write a letter to the professor, suggesting that he didn't like washing his hair, so he cut his hair short.

Isn’t it fragrant with a slab in the slab? That’s the ultimate romance of men.

William took out a bottle of magic potion and handed it to Furong, and gently reminded: "I have taken the potion to Gabrie, don't worry, I'm just a little sleepy.

After she woke up, she continued to drink half of her drink.”

Furong was a little excited and said with tears in her eyes: "Thank you, William."

"Why are you polite to me? Go back quickly and have a good rest."

Furong nodded and walked towards the hotel with Gabriel in her arms.

William looked at Furong's back and suddenly remembered the five talisman horses... They seemed to have scared away by themselves after seeing the werewolf.

I don't know if I will go home along the same path.

It seems that Biarritz is not a place to stay for a long time, otherwise Mrs. Maxim would come to the door sooner or later and ask for money and horses!

If it were William, he would definitely do such a thing. Even if the horse goes back, he would deny it, saying that he didn't go back, and then blackmail it!

"Where are you? Aren't you sleepy?" William looked at his sister again without thinking for too long.

He pressed his hands on her little head and said softly: "Let Hermione take you back."

Anne shook her head, but Hermione had always listened to William's words. She had already forced the girl to walk towards Furong.

Anne half-wrucked Hermione and touched the mud stained with her body on her face.

The two started playing again.

The big black dog shook his tail and followed. Tonight, he first followed him "Thousand Miles" and had another fight with werewolf leader Jacob.

That's a close fight, and the teeth are so good. Dogs consume a lot and urgently need to accumulate energy and show their strength.

After William arranged everything, Crigan came over.

William glanced at Clicang and said with a smile: "Mr. Director, long time no see, why are you here?"

Clicang rubbed his old face and felt a little hot. It took a long time since I saw you, but I saw you because of the dementor in the morning.

This sarcastic spirit... I had toothache sooner or later!

Crigan also wondered, everything happened to William... the Paris nuclear crisis, the dementor incident, the werewolf kidnapping... I encountered so many things when I came to France?

It’s really a disaster! If you don’t come, our French people will live and work in peace and dire straits abroad. When you come, everything will change!

These resentments must not be expressed. Clicang smiled and said, "It's so much that I don't think it's hard to find out if I don't notice it."

I've just learned some things, how about the werewolf?"

"Most of them should be dead, and many phantoms appeared and ran away." William said lazily.

"If you run away, it will be difficult for the Ministry of Magic to pursue." Clicang shook his head and sighed.

"You know, we have a werewolf registration office, but most werewolfs don't go to register."

Of course William knew that he did not expect the Ministry of Magic to pursue the trash Aurors.

Anything that is useful is not something that we werewolf will not be allowed to work for so long. It has formed an industrial chain and has not yet discovered it.

If this news spreads, how much impact will it have on the Ministry of Magic?

The most important thing is that those children were not rescued by the Ministry of Magic, werewolfs were not killed by the Aurors, they were all done by the young British wizards... This is very uncomfortable!

This is the reason why Crigan has such a good attitude. He wanted to use the same trick again and part of William's contribution, treating it as a "joint" action between the two sides.

The so-called alliance: naturally one side provides its efforts and the other side remotely controls the command.

Establishing the image of a micro-cass master will not only add points, but at least it can help the French Ministry of Magic to save some face.

William showed a classic Cedric-like silly badger smile again.

An upright and honest smile!

The eight-petal teeth were shining with glaze under the night sky, looking particularly white.

Anyone who knows William knows that once this smile comes out, you will either die or betray!

"I know what Mr. Director means, it's not that he can't cooperate, but..." William changed his tone and said with a smile:

"Before cooperation, we will consider how to 'join' against the thunderbird."

William took the gem and was vengeful to the thunderbird, and would definitely fly to attack.

William did not want to fight against the Thunderbird alone, so he decided to pull the Ministry of Magic into the water and hand over this hard work to the Aurors.

He took the gems and let the Aurors charge forward to drive away the thunderbirds for him... It's exciting to think about it!

"Thunderbird?" Clicang was stunned, "Is it the thunderbird on the nearby coast?"

"It's it. We probably accidentally quarrel at it while saving people." William told, "It's likely that it will come over and attack me."

"You really just quarrel with her?" Crigan looked disbelief.

"She is going to lay eggs recently, and the weather around here is all related to her." Clicang suddenly narrowed his eyes and asked, "You guys were stealing the Thunderbird eggs, right?"

"How is that possible?" William cursed: "I swear to Tom's life. I...including Hermione, my sister and others. Anyone who steals Thunderbird eggs will not die well!"

"Who is Tom?" Clicgan asked curiously.

"Oh, Tom is my best friend. I'm going to transfer to the Ifamoni Magic School in the United States during the summer vacation." William said.

Crigan looked at William in confusion, seeing that his expression was not like a false statement, so he believed it.

"It's strange that the thunderbird rarely attacks humans."

"Maybe it's because I've become a mother. I've heard of a disease called postpartum depression. Thunderbird probably also has this disease."

“…”

Crigan no longer thought much and smiled, "Okay, so this time it's the joint operation between you and our Ministry of Magic?"

"Mr. Director, this is not a joint operation." William fooled: "The Thunderbird was not attacked because of me.

We fought with the werewolf and disturbed her, but to save your French children. It is the responsibility and obligation of the Ministry of Magic to resist the Thunderbird.

If you want to use the name of ‘joint action’, you have to give me other compensation.”

William ate what was in the bowl, looking at what was in the pot, thinking about what was in the ground, and now he began to stare at what was in other people's homes!

He is worthy of being the Ravenclaw Eagle...the greedy raider!

"Can't issue a medal of heroism anymore!" Clicang hurriedly said: "You and Hermione have been awarded a first-class medal.

If you didn't have that, you saved so many children and you would definitely be worth a second-level medal.

But I can ask the Spanish Ministry of Magic to give you a medal of honor, and some of the children are Spanish."

William was speechless. He was not the Soviet gravedigger Brezhnev. He liked to give himself medals and even hung medals of more than ten pounds on his chest.

There are only a few things that are enough, and no matter how many of them are, they will be icing on the cake, and they will not affect William's wise and magical martial arts.

Besides, Spain’s medals... who cares about it? It’s not a good thing. How many grades are there for France?

Don’t look at everyone’s daily breastfeeding methods, it’s because France has the capital to be insulted by you.

Why no one insulted Gambia? This is claimed to be at the UN General Assembly:

In the three days, it occupied the entire Soviet Union, formed an expeditionary force to sweep across the European continent, and occupied the world's "superpower" in the Americas.

Therefore, insults must also be based on the basic law, and William does not look down on the Spanish badge.

"I don't want medals!"

"Then what do you want?" Clicang was stunned: "Kim Garron? After sending you 10,000 Garron, the Ministry of Magic doesn't have much budget."

“…”

The French Ministry of Magic is really a group of waste. Look at the United Kingdom. Malfoy just announced not long ago that he would support the transportation construction of the Ministry of Magic.

Minister Fuji ignored his ability to govern, but he could get money every now and then. He even used the old Ma family as a golden pig to raise it, cutting wave after wave of fat leeks.

What is a small money expert? What is a real and unparalleled mowing? (Tactical backward)

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Chapter completed!