It's obvious.

Dumbledore's persuasion was very effective.

Although the old man did not formally say that Batty Crouch was more suitable to serve as the director of the Legal Enforcement Division, he reminded Amelia Bones indirectly from Wiesen Wright.

"I see."

After Amelia Bones nodded, he took out a box from himself and placed it in front of Dumbledore: "This is the Philosopher's Stone returned to you by the Ministry of Magic, I'll leave first."

"Thank you, I thought you would use it to create immortal medicine."

Dumbledore was a little surprised at Amelia Bones's big deal.

Originally, he thought that the Philosopher's Stone was not safe enough to be placed in the Ministry of Magic, so he wanted to find an opportunity to ask when the Ministry of Magic could be brought back, but Amelia Bones took the initiative to send it back to him.

In theory...

This Philosopher's Stone is a stolen item.

In fact, she could store this Philosopher's Stone in the Ministry of Magic.

In this way, she could even find an opportunity to call the magic stone to make immortality medicine. However, the new magic minister did not have any greed thoughts about this treasure.

“For us, death is a complete part of life.”

Amelia Bones, who cares about the sprite stone and the temptation of immortality, calmly expounds his ideas: "If death is destined to come, what we should do is to face it instead of escape..."

"If Nicole Lemay knew, he would have been very inspired."

Dumbledore couldn't help but smile when he thought of his old friend.

"I hope that the alchemist can survive forever."

Amelia Bones's face was still expressionless, and he said honestly: "But most people in this world have not been simple in their goal of immortality. Many people want to put it in the Ministry of Magic, but it will arouse many people's delusions, which is not a treasure for us..."

"That's right."

Dumbledore nodded, agreeing with Amelia Bones's point of view: "There are always too many people who covet it, and it will bring disaster to many people..."

"Well, I have something to deal with."

Amelia Bones nodded and stood and left.

The new minister was not at all like Connelly Forge, at least on the surface, as respectful as Forge treats Dumbledore. She was neither humble nor arrogant towards her former principal.

However, Dumbledore had no objection.

Because he knows Amelia Bones very well, the newly appointed Magic Minister undoubtedly fits his expectations for Magic Minister, a Hufflepuff who will not compromise with the darkness.

After Amelia Bones left.

The new Minister of Magic issued a new order to transfer Batty Crouch, the oldest, to the Director and Deputy Minister of the Magic Law Enforcement Division of the Ministry of Magic, and she persistently convinced everyone with different opinions.

The situation is tense now...

There is an urgent need for someone who can change.

Batty Crouch, the old man, was undoubtedly a character. He once allowed the Aurors to use the unforgivable spell against the black wizards, greatly reducing the casualties of the Aurors.

Even because of Little Bati's problem, Old Bati had to step down to the International Cooperation and Exchange Department. The man still did not change his attitude towards the black wizard and focused on cultivating the adopted child into a righteous Auror wizard.

"…good."

Old Batty Crouch's eyes twitched.

"Then I'll leave first."

Weisen nodded slowly.

The next moment, Weisen grabbed his suitcase with his palm.

The suitcase on the ground instantly shrank and distorted and disappeared. This is the most convenient place for the traceless stretching spell, which also made the corners of Old Batty Crouch's eyes twitch.

Just as Weisen's figure disappeared from sight, after Old Batty Crouch turned and left, an extremely cool motorcycle suddenly drove over and stopped at the King's platform at lightning!

Because during this holiday period, Harry Potter still had to live in Black's ancestral home for the time being, and Sirius Black bought a new motorcycle to take him to school.

"Hey, Harry, get your hairstyle done!"

Sirius Black helped to get the luggage while urging his parents: "You must pay attention to your image and never be so embarrassed in front of your classmates..."

"But you ride too fast, Black..."

Harry Potter mumbled and complained about his godfather.

Although the little boy was complaining when he said this, anyone could hear his intimacy. This little guy liked his godfather very much.

"If you come late, you won't have your own carriage..."

Sirius Black squatted down, patted the little guy's head, helped him tidy up his scattered hair, and then pulled him toward the Nine and Three-quarters Station.

While walking, the man reminded himself to teach his children: "Hogwarts is the best magic school. You should study hard in school and don't worry about anything. Don't be afraid of causing trouble when you go to school. Write me a letter if you have something to do..."

"good."

Harry Potter nodded seriously.

This period of time, whether for Harry Potter or Sirius Black, was an unforgettable time to spend together, and they were like real relatives.

Emotionally, they have no relatives.

Harry has lost his parents since he was a child. Sirius Black is like his real father. No, maybe his father is far less kind to him than Sirius Black.

For Sirius Black, he regarded Harry Potter as his own child. He had to shoulder the responsibilities of both James Potter as his father and Lily as his mother.

This is really a father and a mother...

"Go, Harry."

When Sirius Black walked to the nine-and-three-quarter station, he looked at the wall passage of the station, gently patted Harry Potter's little head, and told the last sentence: "Remember to write me!"

"Yeah, I'm leaving..."

Harry Potter nodded seriously, his eyes slightly red.

This was the first time he had enjoyed the care of his loved ones, and even made him reluctant to leave.

However, Harry must go to Hogwarts, which Sirius Black thinks is the right thing, although he is reluctant to let his godson leave.

Harry Potter nodded seriously and walked into the passage of the wall with his suitcase. He seemed to feel a fog. When he walked out, the other end of the passage appeared.

"Wow…"

An old-fashioned train appeared in front of him.

A group of students in Hogwarts uniforms chatted on the nine and three quarters of the platform, and there was no doubt that they were wizards like Harry Potter, and this must be the world he should be here.

"Elwin, is Weisen here?"

A gentle voice appeared in Harry Potter's ears.

Because this name once protected him, the little boy even missed him for a long time, which made the little guy turn his head and look over. He only saw a very handsome boy talking to his classmates.

"Cedric."
Chapter completed!