Vol 3 Chapter 620: The majestic Minister Hermione and the sudden storm of thorns...

Unexpectedly... No, it's not right. In fact, Xingke knew it through the seventh novel.
The child who was crying in the bathroom is now the head of the official agency of the British magical world. It's just that now when I think of the Halloween night of that year, Xingqi didn't expect that the child would really stick to it.
From that time on, in places unknown to Xing Ke, in places not written in those seven books, this girl has always been serious and studious, and has carried out her persistence to every part of her life.
Face life seriously, face work meticulously, face my heart honestly
Study hard is not wrong;
Answering questions proactively is not wrong;
It’s not wrong to study hard and ask questions...
Don't lie to yourself, don't deceive yourself because of the public opinion, under the circumstance of being excluded, silently bow your head and work hard to accomplish what you want to accomplish, and then use facts to proudly tell those who have not made the effort-I It was successful, I was right.
This is Hermione Jane Granger, a witch from a Muggle family, and a minister of the Ministry of Magic.
Moreover, she can come to this banquet today and be able to have a formal dialogue with Xingke for the first time, which makes Xingke keep a promise
["Yes, we are friends, we will definitely see you again."]
………
"Actually I am very sorry. After that war, I heard a lot of secrets and learned that your father actually did a lot of things for the safety of the school, but I didn't have any formal contact with him, and I didn't even know what he was. What kind of person."
Even though the middle-aged Ms. Hermione used potions to maintain herself very well, she was in a public office, and as an official for a long time, she inevitably began to speak with a mature female style.
"Well, it doesn't matter, Ms. Granger. [As long as you live long enough, who can't meet again?]" Xingke lowered his head and smiled, and said, "My father is a short-lived ghost. , I haven't had any contact with you, that is his regret."
"You kid... why do you speak so strangely? Is it really good to call your father a short-lived ghost?"
"Well, my father will be happy to be called a short-lived ghost."
"...I can't understand what you're talking about, are the Cavendish people like this?"
As the Minister of Magic, Hermione had had many meetings with the Patriarch, Mr. Sherlock and Mrs. Lena, and the two old naughty boys sometimes said something she didn't understand.
"Well, take it so, ma'am. As long as you stick to your heart, there will always be companions who will understand each other, right?"
"Maybe so? But Young Master Cavendish, what do you want to express?" Hermione's expression became severe again.
Seeing that Hermione's anger level rose slightly, Xingke suddenly realized that the cross-channel chat between herself and her seemed to be over, so he smiled and shook his head, and said:
"What I want to express is-people with superior individual strength, like me, long-lived magicians like Enzworth and Lindel, and even the dead Katafirs, in fact None of them specifically wanted to cause trouble to the Ministry of Magic. So I even hate the Ministry of Magic to cause us trouble..."
"Oh?" Hermione seemed to understand something.
"I'm not targeting anyone, but the kind of old man who plays conspiracies, traps, and engages in threats and lure policies to eliminate potential threats is simply the most annoying..."
Xingke really didn't target anyone, please believe him.
"Now that you can have a dignified, outspoken, open mouth and request like you, let our [honestly] Minister of Magic, in fact, it is more appropriate..."
After all, she was also a lady, and Hermione had a smile on her face when she heard Xingqi praise herself so much.
"So, I mean please keep it like this, okay?"
"...Hmph, your child is really precocious, but you are also very smart."
Ms. Hermione was very satisfied, and looked at the star carving condescendingly with a smile on her lips:
"But I'm sorry, what kind of attitude to adopt, whether to maintain the current policy, this is also a matter for me to decide, and I will think about it myself to find the answer."
"Well, you are right, this is a matter for your judgment."
At this moment, as if the time had been calculated, a crisp silver bell just rang.
【jingle--】
"Guests, it's time for dinner."
The calm voice of the housekeeper spread throughout the hall:
"Tonight, the Cavendish's has prepared a buffet-style cold meal for everyone. Please follow the instructions of the maid and move to the restaurant."
Xingke, as the host here, first nodded to Hermione, and then walked into the front of the hall in due course, preparing to act like a good boy and say something:
"Thank you for being here today, and I hope you can have a drink..."
But when Xing Ke was halfway through speaking, suddenly the door of the hall was pushed open
"I hope I am not late."
A tall figure of a skull with a black shadow still wrapped in it, walked in with a cane.
"The magician of thorns and shadow?!"
I don't know who in the field first said the name of Endsworth, but this name immediately caused many people to whisper. The content is nothing more than the question of why a magician who has not been seen for decades appeared here.
Endsworth didn't say anything, just stretched out his arms, took out a white gold invitation with the unicorn family crest, and threw it at the star carving.
Xingke controlled the magic to accept some sharp murder invitation~EbookFREE.me~ and handed it to the old housekeeper beside him, smiling:
"Mr. Endsworth, you are here just right, the dinner party has just begun."
"Sorry, Guise, I don't have time to joke with you..."
Endsworth's tone was like enduring the eruption of a volcano, the shadows around his body were shaking very unnaturally, a large amount of magic power gathered around him, and his clothes floated up.
"Jess, what do you know..."
"Mr. Endsworth, it's time for the banquet. I'll talk about something later. Let's eat first!" Xingke's smile remained unchanged.
"Ji—S—"
Enzworth's voice instantly became a little deep, and the feeling of danger spread.
The wizards present felt this breath, and in an instant everyone took out their wands and aimed them at the center of the field. The magical powers were intertwined and the shadow magic of Enzworth began to wrestle each other!
"Lord Thorns, this is a famous gate in the wizarding world, led by Cavendish. Please also abide by the etiquette here to attend the party and take back your magic."
Hermione walked out of the crowd, stood between Star Carving and Endsworth, and faced Endsworth's declaration.
Shouldn't it be called the Minister? Full of majesty.
"This matter has nothing to do with you! — Ministry of Magic! I have something to ask Guess! — —

It was obvious that the mood was not stable, and there were a few beasts roaring in the human voice, and a black thorn appeared in the shadow of Enzworth, which was thrown at Hermione like a whip!
""[Reducto]! ""
"""[Confringo]!""
At the same time, the surrounding wizards' protection of their compatriots also attacked Enzworth!