For each lipstick produced, one pug needs to be a penis missing;

Every time a speaker is produced, a black cat is killed;

For every cream chocolate cake sold, a white tiger loses its life;

Every time I cleaned the bar, Abufos was close to one minute from begging...

In order not to let the old man go bankrupt in his later years, he took an elf to beg for food at Hogwarts... William and Hermione left the Pig Head Bar without paying the wine.

The money for the wine was worth the money for the potion, and William kept a lot of potions... In this way, he even lost a lot.

So before leaving, William seriously instructed Dobby to make some wool socks with cut wool.

In this way, the gift given to Professor Dumbledore on Christmas is settled.

William could also get some expensive gifts from Professor Dumbledore.

Once you change your hands, you will get your money back immediately.

Slay two birds with one stone.

It's simply perfect.

The witch was honest. She only drank one bowl of wine, but paid four bottles.

"I didn't expect that the owner of Pig Head Bar was Professor Dumbledore's younger brother, and he never mentioned it."

Walking on the street, Hermione couldn't help but say.

William took out the light-out machine and said, "I have never heard from the professor, but I know he once had a sister named Ariana. This light-out machine was given to her.

Every time the professor mentioned it, it was very painful... he cried many times."

Hermione looked at William in surprise, he had never talked about it.

William really didn't say it, because every conversation he had with Dumbledore was particularly important.

Most of them involve Voldemort, or the God of Death...the prehistoric mystery.

Compared with these, the principal's weak side seems so insignificant.

"Didn't you ask? The professor's past?" Hermione said curiously.

"Hermione, when you see an old man crying in pain, you can't ask anything." William whispered.

"I can only say some… useless comfort, and I can never do anything else."

Hermione thought. "It seems that the professor has a bad relationship with his brother, either.

Have you heard it?

He actually said that the principal was a fool... Oh, it's hard to imagine that someone would say that Professor Dumbledore was his younger brother."

She puzzled: "What kind of thing can make the brothers like this?"

"A lot of things are fine, even the most trivial matter." William touched the girl's hair and said calmly:

"Life is not like this, it's just like that, in short, it won't be what you want."

Hermione stared at William's eyes in a daze, suddenly stretched out her fingers, rubbed his forehead, and gently smoothed the frown eyebrows.

William smiled brightly, spread his arms, as if he wanted a hug.

Hermione grabbed the corner of his clothes, blushed and took a step back, and she said shyly: "Someone is watching us."

William turned around helplessly, and the American witch stood not far away from the two of them, as if a little embarrassed.

She was really embarrassed. She was so old that she had never had a relationship.

The pair of small wizards in front of me have already begun to show their love.

She inexplicably remembered the worst injury she had suffered in Auror's career:

On a heavy rain and busy night, she and her colleagues were still working overtime. She suddenly discovered that her colleague had a boyfriend delivering food, but she... could only eat cold instant noodles.

A little pain in my heart,

So sour!

"Is there anything you have to do?"

Seeing the witch suddenly dazed, William asked: "If you want to travel, there are signs nearby. If you want to find a tour guide, Dobby should be happy to be a tour guide, as long as you pay him a salary."

"Sorry, I'm not here to visit, I'm the American Demon French Auror."

The witch took out her official ID. She had photos of her activity, and a striking American Eagle logo:

MACUSA.

Mela Piqueli

United States of America

The Devil French Society.

"As an American Auror, I need to ask you some questions...Mr. Stark."

William whistled: "Miss Piqueli, this is Britain. You ask me as an American Auror... Isn't that appropriate?"

How does this operation look familiar?

Didn’t William have done such a thing in France?

So the girl in front of me is still too young. No one knows better than William how to enforce law across the country.

He gradually said indifferently: "I will not accept your inquiries, Miss Auror.

Stop talking about the UK, even the US, you have no right to ask me... We are not equal."

"What does it mean?" Piqueli frowned.

She knew that the pair of little wizards in front of her were very famous and were simply scary, and she had heard of them in the United States.

But fame does not mean privilege.

William chuckled:

“I am the representative of the youth of Wisengamo in England, with written authorization from Dumbledore, the chief wizard of Wisengamo.

Foreign countries are equivalent to exercising rights in Wiesengam, England, and are reasonable and legal.

Crigan, Director of the French Legal Enforcement Division, do you know? That's higher than you!

I talked and laughed with him.

Do you think you are an ordinary American Auror who has the right to interrogate me?"

"If you really want to talk, you Auror Director will come at least, otherwise I will refuse to answer anything you ask."

Although Dumbledore's authorization is targeting the Paris incident.

But after the incident was over, he still had no intention of revoking it, and he still had legal benefits... so now it still has legal benefits.

Piqueli was speechless when she was criticized. She was just an Auror, which was equivalent to the American Wells.

It is not a matter of accidentally killing a black wizard in China, but he has no right to interrogate senior officials in Wiesengam.

"And, are your procedures legal, Miss Piqueli?" Hermione asked after William's words.

She was also a little angry when she was disturbed by the date.

"According to the "International Magic Law Permit", Article 6 stipulates that transnational law enforcement requires registration at the UK International Magic Law Office.

Then, accompanied by the British Aurors, joint action. I didn't seem to see the British Aurors.

Does this mean that you are actually just applying for a tourist visa? The British Ministry of Magic doesn’t know if you appear here.”

“…”

Piqueli felt his scalp numb only.

She did apply for a tourist visa, because the American Magic and French Association did not authorize her, so she came here secretly.

She just wanted to scare these two little wizards with her identity as Auror and ask what she wanted to know.

But the little witch in front of her seemed to know better than her, and she took out the illegal things in just a few words.

Are you two devils?

Do you usually talk about these things when you date?

Why are you still a little wizard? Now you are running for the Minister of Magic!

Piqueli suddenly felt very wronged. She, a little girl, traveled across the ocean to a strange country.

First, the old man was deceived by the wine, and then the two little wizards were criticized by the slut.

She won't be arrested by the Dementor as a spy, right?

Seeing the witch dazed again, William and Hermione turned around and left.

"Wait...Sir, I came for Mr. Scarmand." Piqueli said hurriedly.

William and Hermione stopped.

"Some time ago, the American Magic France would be attacked and a dark wizard stole Mr. Scarmand's things.

According to the investigation, it may have been done by the purge."

William turned around and nodded strangely. "I heard a little."

He not only heard about it, but Professor Babuling did this.

But unexpectedly, she threw this matter to the purge... and took the blame.

It's amazing!

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