"Duel with wands."

Mrs. Weasley said with more force, "Are you done with the ministry?"

"It's still early."

Mr. Weasley shook his head, "The search has not started yet - the process is still under review. I hope they can find something that will make it easier to convict this time - logically speaking, they don't have that much time to transfer this time."

There’s evidence.”

"So you've been busy since morning?"

"We are busy coordinating order..."

He rubbed his forehead - because his head really hurt.

"We've been busy all morning because those wizards are really, really angry -"

He used a series of the word "extraordinary" to express the horror of the situation he encountered.

"what happened?"

"Those guys were protected by a group of professors. Because of the perfect protection measures, they were not discovered until they tried to get information from the Daily Prophet and walked out in the morning."

Mr. Weasley shook his head, "But here's the problem - they felt that the professor's protection was effective. A whole night passed, and neither the masked men nor the staff of the Ministry of Magic discovered them."

"But they vented all their anger on the Ministry of Magic - after everything was safe, we didn't check the number of people in time, nor did we send enough manpower to search..."

Mr. Weasley smiled bitterly. He felt that he had almost learned the slang words of several countries in one morning...

The language barrier and the victim's bad mood... it's really a nightmare...

"Okay, don't talk about that, let's start lunch... I think I can eat a cow, Molly."

As he spoke, he rescued the twins - although he was very tired today, his colleagues would talk about their twins from time to time in their free time, feeling that they must have found themselves again under the devilish training of Professor William.

'Why should I sign them up for the advanced classes that are about to start...'

He thought about it with a smile, preparing to discuss it with Molly - the Weasley family has a clear division of labor in the family, and Mrs. Weasley is usually the villain, and he appears as the lubricant of the situation and is responsible for saving the situation.

——

"Caught them all?"

Karkaroff looked at the newspaper and felt bad - the reason why he fled the UK and came all the way to Durmstrang to make a living was that there were still a lot of Death Eaters in the UK.

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Although everyone is a traitor under the Dark Lord, and in theory they should be in harmony, but they can't stand the group of fleeing Death Eaters who look down on him...

Those who entered Azkaban looked down upon all the Death Eaters, and those who took themselves out and categorically claimed that they were bewitched looked down upon him, who betrayed his former teammates.

'Hasn't Lucius been bragging about his loyalty? Is this the result?'

'If I had known that sooner or later he would have sold everyone, I should have made up my mind to have his little brat come to me...'

As the principal of Durmstrang, he has the right to refuse admission to new students - but he has never used it, but rather supports those people.

After all, his school will openly teach dark magic, and he is not weak and can meet the hidden requirements of those pure bloods - he just likes to see those Death Eaters who were with him back then, and if they don't like it, he has to bite the bullet and send his children here.

scene.

What's more pleasant than the scene where you can't stand me but have to beg me for help?

Maybe there is——

He looked at the newspaper on the table and thought about what benefits this matter would bring to him and his Durmstrang.

'Perhaps we can go further into the UK to recruit rich pure-blood children - that would be a huge tuition fee...'

The arrest of those Death Eaters also reduced the pure-blood resistance to him in the UK. After all, he had always been regarded as a traitor, and those people were trying every means to ruin his reputation.

'There's just something wrong...'

He put the newspaper aside, "Are you sure that Professor William has made quite an outstanding contribution?"

"Yes, principal - although the Daily Prophet only reported a small part of his deeds, the confrontation between the professor and the masked men last night was clearly visible to many people. That black magic was really

…”

The professor in question praised him. He was also a master of black magic, but after a little judgment, he was sure that he would not dare to take action.

"So the question comes again - why is this professor getting better and better!"

Karkaroff's voice was low and helpless.

"At first I thought our huge collection of dark magic books could attract him..."

"Later I thought, maybe the books were not enough, and I had to add enough galleons, but I didn't get in touch with him during the summer vacation..."

Karkaroff's voice was soft, "It's like he's avoiding me..."

"Originally, I thought about just forgetting it, but looking at the results of Hogwarts - I immediately thought of contacting you again, but unfortunately, I still couldn't find it..."

"Now, I think the Galleons originally calculated are not enough - you think, if I pay him 700 Galleons a month, will he come to teach here?"

Karkaroff asked helplessly, and then rejected it himself.

"It's impossible. I can't get him with a sky-high salary of seven hundred galleons a month. But the more this happens, the more I hope he can come and teach us..."

"Forget it, let's go."

"Where are we going, Principal?"

"Talk to those purebloods, maybe we can recruit more students this year - if possible, I plan to raise the monthly salary to one thousand galleons and inquire."
Chapter completed!