I can enter Hogwarts in the end of the world - #137 - Chapter 137 The secret behind Li Huo

Ian walked halfway and seemed to suddenly think of something. He turned back to Fudge and said: “By the way, Mr. Minister, I don’t want to see a newspaper report on today’s incident tomorrow. It will cause a lot of harm to me.” Troubled. After all, I’m still a student.”

Fudge, who had just relaxed, suddenly saw Ian turning around, so he subconsciously took two or two steps back. Then he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Dumbledore’s figure.

After calming down, he said: “You can rest assured that no media will report this matter, whether it is mainstream newspapers or other magazines.”

Perhaps seeing Ian’s confused expression, Fudge wiped the sweat from his forehead and explained: “In the past, those newspapers’ comments on the Ministry of Magic were all authorized by us, otherwise they really thought they could report anything. “

In fact, Fudge was telling the truth. Unlike the previous incident, this time it was obviously related to the face of the British Ministry of Magic, so no matter which faction one belongs to, one must remain silent on this matter, and those newspapers and magazines are just tools of different factions. That’s all.

“That’s good! Goodbye, Mr. Minister. Come to my candy store when you have time, and I’ll give you a 50% discount.” Ian finally did not forget to attract customers for his shop.

It was probably when the magic returned to calm that the phoenix’s affinity with Ian gained the upper hand again, but he himself didn’t realize that at this moment, both his expression and aura were the same as the young Dumbledore, especially the phoenix Fox. Standing on his shoulder affectionately.

This scene made many onlookers think deeply.

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“Open the Alajo Cave.” The door of the candy store opened in response.

Ian looked back at Dumbledore behind him and said with some embarrassment: “I had no choice. They arrested me before I could receive the key.”

“It’s all over, isn’t it?” Dumbledore said nonchalantly.

“Ha, you’re right, it’s all over.” Ian nodded in agreement. “And I think it won’t happen again this time.”

“Isn’t this exactly your purpose today?” Dumbledore blinked, his tone somewhat helpless.

“I’m not accusing you of doing something wrong, but you should at least tell me in advance. As soon as I arrived at Newt’s house, you made a big fuss in the Ministry of Magic. If it hadn’t been for Fawkes, I wouldn’t have had time to come back.”

“Newt? Newt Scamander’s? So you went to the United States for a trip on the first day of summer vacation at Hogwarts? And then left Professor McGonagall to handle all the finishing work alone?”

Seeing Ian’s teasing tone, Dumbledore smiled awkwardly. “Actually… it was Minerva who asked for it. She is always worried about this and that.”

He was a little speechless at Dumbledore’s deceitful answer. “Come on in, we look a bit silly standing at the door chatting like this.”

Ian opened the door and invited Dumbledore into the sweet shop.

“You can eat whatever you like, because there are no clean utensils, so don’t even think about black tea and honey water. However, maybe we can drink some of this.”

As he spoke, he took out the bottle of Ogden aged fire whiskey from the dragon hide pocket, which was also the favorite liquor mentioned by the original Lockhart.

Dumbledore took out two copper Knuts, waved his wand to turn them into two goblets, and then stood up to pick out candies.

Watching Dumbledore like a child, choosing in a candy store. Even the corner of the counter was ignored. Basically when he came across a candy jar, he would dig it out and open it to see what was inside.

Ian poured himself a glass of fire whiskey and sat on the sofa quietly watching the old man’s childlike behavior.

He could see that Dumbledore’s behavior at this moment was not at all artificial or stage-acting. It was simply an expression of his inner desires without any other factors.

Probably, Dumbledore would do whatever he thought in his heart.

For example, he really wanted to eat candy at the moment, and he was curious about what was in the jar, so he kept rummaging around on the shelves and counters.

“There are no cockroaches in such a big candy store.”

Listening to this slightly complaining tone, Ian also laughed silently.

“I’ll have it next time you come back. I’ll make a very large shelf to simulate a cockroach nest and let them keep crawling inside. This is cool, isn’t it?”

Dumbledore was instantly attracted to the scene described by Ian. “This is such a great idea, I can’t wait to see what it looks like and if it works well I’ll make one in the principal’s office too.”

Seeing Dumbledore’s expression of recognition and yearning, Ian couldn’t help but cover his forehead with his hands…

He was just saying something sarcastic, but Dumbledore actually took it seriously… A candy store, and after opening the door, you saw a giant cockroach nest?

To be honest, he really doesn’t expect this store to make money, but he can’t commit suicide like this.

“Yeah, you’re right, but if you can’t wait, I can customize one for your office first, so that you can sleep staring at the cockroach nest every day.”

However, Dumbledore’s complaint just now also reminded Ian that the types of candies here are indeed a bit monotonous. Therefore, he doesn’t mind replicating the classic candies from his previous life.

Such as: osmanthus crisp candy, rice krispie candy, tower candy, dragon beard candy, winter melon candy, etc. There should not be too many varieties, it can also be regarded as cultural export.

Thinking of this, he turned to Dumbledore and said, “I will develop some new candies in a while. When the time comes, I will ask Fox to bring you some back to taste. Remember to write me a reply and write a review.”

“Hahaha.” Dumbledore smiled very happily at this moment. “Of course, I’m looking forward to it. To be honest, I’m really tired of eating candies now.”

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“…So, this is what happened.” Ian said indifferently.

After selecting the candies, he and Dumbledore sat on the sofa drinking whiskey and chatting.

Although Dumbledore didn’t ask the whole story about what happened today, Ian felt that he still needed to say it. Anyway, he was right.

The only thing to blame is their bad luck. If only they could save a few points, he wouldn’t be so angry. He asked for 200,000 galleons. Do you really think that his money was brought by a strong wind? It really makes people angry.

“I know, I know. So you did nothing wrong in this matter. After encountering unfair treatment, the power of magic should be used to defend your own rights and interests.”

Dumbledore was a little relieved, and it was obvious that Ian’s honesty also made him very happy. Ian and Tom were not the same kind of people, he had always been sure of that.

“It’s just that your ability to control Li Huo is a bit beyond my expectation. It’s only been two days since you got the book.”

Hearing Dumbledore’s doubts, Ian also smiled bitterly and said: “Do you think I was in control? I was just holding on. There were dozens of balls of fierce fire, and I fought hard to keep them quiet.”

Speaking of this, Ian looked at Dumbledore with some joy. “If you come even ten minutes late, I won’t be able to pretend anymore. Either the fire is out of control, or all the curses will end. Anyway, that thing is very dangerous, and it feels really dangerous to me.”

Ian deliberately repeated the danger twice. The first danger was a danger for ordinary wizards. The second time was due to his intuition. He always felt that there should be something behind Li Huo.

It is different from the inherent thinking mode of the indigenous wizards in this world.

He was still a little wary of this kind of magic that could devour life force wantonly. Devouring is different from destroying or killing, it is actually being eaten.

Based on the law of conservation of energy, where did the eaten life go? The magic stone can also create immortality potions by devouring life. But what about its fierce fire? Not to mention split growth, Ian knows very well that the so-called split growth is just an appearance.

Dumbledore was unusually silent.

He seemed to be organizing his words, and then said with some seriousness: “Strong fire is very dangerous. Therefore, many knowledgeable wizards will avoid using severe fire on a large scale.”

Speaking of this, Dumbledore’s eyes were filled with memories, and his tone was somewhat regretful. “Of course, as long as you don’t try to light a city on fire, then it is still very safe. You should understand what I mean. The one-time amount is critical, not the accumulated amount.”

“Yes, Professor. I understand!”

Although Dumbledore didn’t tell him the hidden information behind it, he at least gave him the safe standard usage rules. That’s enough. As for secrets and the like… to be honest, he’s not interested at all.

The more you know, the more tired you become!

The most intuitive thing is that in the French Muggle world, the so-called paternity test has always been prohibited. Anyone who secretly does it will face jail time.

Therefore, the French are very romantic and live happily.

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