Harry Potter Blood Hunter

Facts have proved that now that the flying dragon has reached the stage of riding the face, as long as you don't mess up, don't slack off, and don't give the opponent a chance, you really can't lose.

Unless there is really someone who is wearing the aura of the protagonist so that 1 may be greater than 99.

For the election of the new Minister of Magic the next day, Braud asked Dumbledore for leave in advance to watch it in person.

Dumbledore naturally agreed, and smiled and asked Braud to tell him the specific situation when he came back.

Um! Dumbledore didn't go back. Instead of looking at such a certain thing, it is better to continue to stay in Hogwarts, in case Voldemort takes advantage of this time to do something.

If he was really taken advantage of, then Dumbledore would regret it!

After Browder left Hogwarts, the first stop was naturally to go to Regulus' house, and go to the Ministry of Magic with him.

Today's Ministry of Magic is really crowded. Every adult British wizard has a vote and the opportunity to choose a minister.

But it was also because there were too many wizards who hadn't left after voting, making the Ministry of Magic more and more crowded.

When Browder and Regulus arrived at the Ministry of Magic, the Aurors were dispatched to maintain order on the scene and persuaded every wizard to go home immediately after voting.

"There are so many!" Regulus said, "I don't even remember when was the last time I saw so many wizards together!"

There are indeed a lot of people talking, but there are very few such wizard clusters.

"There are not more than ten thousand wizards in Britain, right?" Browder yawned, "The total number of wizards in the world is less than half a million... Sometimes I can't think of such a small number of people, Why are there still fights between wizards?"

"Because the fewer people, the easier it is to decide the winner!" Regulus sighed, "According to the information handed down from my family, fifty years ago, the number of wizards in the world was more than 900,000. A hundred years ago, there were more than two million. But in the past hundred years, the total number of Muggles in the world has doubled, but the number of wizards is still decreasing!"

The more Regulus thought about this situation, the more he didn't understand it.

If you investigate carefully, you will find that not only the number of children born to wizards is getting smaller and smaller, but also the number of wizards who have awakened the talents of wizards from Muggles are also getting fewer and fewer.

Regulus always felt that after another hundred years, or even that long, it might be difficult for wizards to maintain their current social relationships.

Browder nodded, "Maybe..."

Perhaps the world needs less and less mysterious creatures represented by wizards!

...

Not surprisingly, before noon, Thickness had received more than half of the total number of votes, and he could be elected as the new Minister of the British Ministry of Magic in advance!

congratulations!

Almost everyone leaned towards Thickness.

The reporters from the Daily Prophet were the fastest, and they all started interviewing the new minister.

And Shinkenis didn't say a word, and there was a lot of applause around... Would people who don't know think that this new minister is talking about cross talk?

Compared to Thickness's smug ambition, Fudge, who is no longer cared about by the side, is much more difficult.

There is really no one around him!

The only two subordinates who were left just now have gone to hold their stinky feet!

Fudge suddenly felt dizzy and sat directly on the chair behind.

It's just that Fudge's tonnage is a bit high, so the improvised chair couldn't bear his weight, and he fell backwards with Fudge.

Hey hey?

Fudge didn't expect this situation, and was in a hurry for a while. But his scrambling didn't stop the chair from falling, it accelerated the process.

The feeling of weightlessness came, and Fudge suddenly stopped moving.

Forget it, just pour it! Fudge thought to himself that I really need to faint now, otherwise if I was asked about my impressions later, what would I do now, what should I say?

Flatter each other? Fugui really can't do it.

It was true that Fudge wanted to beat up Thicknesse.

But just as the weightlessness grew and Fudge waited for the chair to tip over, it all came to a sudden stop

Fudge's seat was also restored to its original condition.

Um? As soon as Fudge opened his eyes and looked back, he saw a face that he didn't want to see now more than Thicknesses.

Browder's smiling face.

"Hey, Minister Fudge! Oh, no, it should be the former minister!" Browder smiled, "Is it easy to be unofficial now? Can we settle the score?"

Fudge's fat body was about to stand up in an instant. He was going to avoid Browder.

But just as Fudge's body leaned forward, Browder's hand was on Fudge's shoulder.

Fudge felt a huge force in an instant, and pressed himself against the back of the chair again.

This, this, this... is this killing me?

Me, I don't want to die yet!

Fudge looked at Browder in horror, and then...he passed out as he wished.

"Huh? So useless? What about Minister Fudge's previous arrogance? Without power, you can't do anything?" Browder said repeatedly, patting the back of the chair.

But... Fudge didn't wake up.

Maybe he woke up but was still pretending to be dizzy.

People, just screaming can't wake up a person who pretends to be asleep!

So, Browder laughed again.

If Fudge suddenly disappears now, it shouldn't be a big deal, right?

...

...

Facts have proved that now that the flying dragon has reached the stage of riding the face, as long as you don't mess up, don't slack off, and don't give the opponent a chance, you really can't lose.

Unless there is really someone who is wearing the aura of the protagonist so that 1 may be greater than 99.

For the election of the new Minister of Magic the next day, Braud asked Dumbledore for leave in advance to watch it in person.

Dumbledore naturally agreed, and smiled and asked Braud to tell him the specific situation when he came back.

Um! Dumbledore didn't go back. Instead of looking at such a certain thing, it is better to continue to stay in Hogwarts, in case Voldemort takes advantage of this time to do something.

If he was really taken advantage of, then Dumbledore would regret it!

After Browder left Hogwarts, the first stop was naturally to go to Regulus' house, and go to the Ministry of Magic with him.

Today's Ministry of Magic is really crowded. Every adult British wizard has a vote and the opportunity to choose a minister.

But it was also because there were too many wizards who hadn't left after voting, making the Ministry of Magic more and more crowded.

When Browder and Regulus arrived at the Ministry of Magic, the Aurors were dispatched to maintain order on the scene and persuaded every wizard to go home immediately after voting.

"There are so many!" Regulus said, "I don't even remember when was the last time I saw so many wizards together!"

There are indeed a lot of people talking, but there are very few such wizard clusters.

"There are not more than ten thousand wizards in Britain, right?" Browder yawned, "The total number of wizards in the world is less than half a million... Sometimes I can't think of such a small number of people, Why are there still fights between wizards?"

"Because the fewer people, the easier it is to decide the winner!" Regulus sighed, "According to the information handed down from my family, fifty years ago, the number of wizards in the world was more than 900,000. A hundred years ago, there were more than two million. But in the past hundred years, the total number of Muggles in the world has doubled, but the number of wizards is still decreasing!"

The more Regulus thought about this situation, the more he didn't understand it.

If you investigate carefully, you will find that not only the number of children born to wizards is getting smaller and smaller, but also the number of wizards who have awakened the talents of wizards from Muggles are also getting fewer and fewer.

Regulus always felt that after another hundred years, or even that long, it might be difficult for wizards to maintain their current social relationships.

Browder nodded, "Maybe..."

Perhaps the world needs less and less mysterious creatures represented by wizards!

...

Not surprisingly, before noon, Thickness had received more than half of the total number of votes, and he could be elected as the new Minister of the British Ministry of Magic in advance!

congratulations!

Almost everyone leaned towards Thickness.

The reporters from the Daily Prophet were the fastest, and they all started interviewing the new minister.

And Shinkenis didn't say a word, and there was a lot of applause around... Would people who don't know think that this new minister is talking about cross talk?

Compared to Thickness's smug ambition, Fudge, who is no longer cared about by the side, is much more difficult.

There is really no one around him!

The only two subordinates who were left just now have gone to hold their stinky feet!

Fudge suddenly felt dizzy and sat directly on the chair behind.

It's just that Fudge's tonnage is a bit high, so the improvised chair couldn't bear his weight, and he fell backwards with Fudge.

Hey hey?

Fudge didn't expect this situation, and was in a hurry for a while. But his scrambling didn't stop the chair from falling, it accelerated the process.

The feeling of weightlessness came, and Fudge suddenly stopped moving.

Forget it, just pour it! Fudge thought to himself that I really need to faint now, otherwise if I was asked about my impressions later, what would I do now, what should I say?

Flatter each other? Fugui really can't do it.

It was true that Fudge wanted to beat up Thicknesse.

But just as the weightlessness grew and Fudge waited for the chair to tip over, it all came to a sudden stop

Fudge's seat was also restored to its original condition.

Um? As soon as Fudge opened his eyes and looked back, he saw a face that he didn't want to see now more than Thicknesses.

Browder's smiling face.

"Hey, Minister Fudge! Oh, no, it should be the former minister!" Browder smiled, "Is it easy to be unofficial now? Can we settle the score?"

Fudge's fat body was about to stand up in an instant. He was going to avoid Browder.

But just as Fudge's body leaned forward, Browder's hand was on Fudge's shoulder.

Fudge felt a huge force in an instant, and pressed himself against the back of the chair again.

This, this, this... is this killing me?

Me, I don't want to die yet!

Fudge looked at Browder in horror, and then...he passed out as he wished.

"Huh? So useless? What about Minister Fudge's previous arrogance? Without power, you can't do anything?" Browder said repeatedly, patting the back of the chair.

But... Fudge didn't wake up.

Maybe he woke up but was still pretending to be dizzy.

People, just screaming can't wake up a person who pretends to be asleep!

So, Browder laughed again.

If Fudge suddenly disappears now, it shouldn't be a big deal, right?

Facts have proved that now that the flying dragon has reached the stage of riding the face, as long as you don't mess up, don't slack off, and don't give the opponent a chance, you really can't lose.

Unless there is really someone who is wearing the aura of the protagonist so that 1 may be greater than 99.

For the election of the new Minister of Magic the next day, Braud asked Dumbledore for leave in advance to watch it in person.

Dumbledore naturally agreed, and smiled and asked Braud to tell him the specific situation when he came back.

Um! Dumbledore didn't go back. Instead of looking at such a certain thing, it is better to continue to stay in Hogwarts, in case Voldemort takes advantage of this time to do something.

If he was really taken advantage of, then Dumbledore would regret it!

After Browder left Hogwarts, his first stop was naturally to go to Regulus' house, and go to the Ministry of Magic with him.

Today's Ministry of Magic is really crowded. Every adult British wizard has a vote and the opportunity to choose a minister.

But it was also because there were too many wizards who hadn't left after voting, making the Ministry of Magic more and more crowded.

When Browder and Regulus arrived at the Ministry of Magic, the Aurors were dispatched to maintain order on the scene and persuaded every wizard to go home immediately after voting.

"There are so many!" Regulus said, "I don't even remember when was the last time I saw so many wizards together!"

There are indeed a lot of people talking, but there are very few such wizard clusters.

"There are not more than ten thousand wizards in Britain, right?" Browder yawned, "The total number of wizards in the world is less than half a million... Sometimes I can't think of such a small number of people, Why are there still fights between wizards?"

"Because the fewer people, the easier it is to decide the winner!" Regulus sighed, "According to the information handed down from my family, fifty years ago, the number of wizards in the world was more than 900,000. A hundred years ago, there were more than two million. But in the past hundred years, the total number of Muggles in the world has doubled, but the number of wizards is still decreasing!"

The more Regulus thought about this situation, the more he didn't understand it.

If you investigate carefully, you will find that not only the number of children born to wizards is getting smaller and smaller, but also the number of wizards who have awakened the talents of wizards from Muggles are also getting fewer and fewer.

Regulus always felt that after another hundred years, or even that long, it might be difficult for wizards to maintain their current social relationships.

Browder nodded, "Maybe..."

Perhaps the world needs less and less mysterious creatures represented by wizards!