The dragon flapped its wings happily, rising higher and higher, and gasped excitedly.

"You want to fly?" Felix said to himself on the dragon's back, "Then fly, I'll show you the direction."

His words told the dragon under him in a strange way. The dragon roared happily in the sky, then flapped its wings, bathed in the golden glow above the clouds, and flew towards Hogwarts Castle.

On the other side, the wizards in Diagon Alley hadn't figured out what happened.

A few minutes ago, a big hole suddenly exploded in the roof of Gringotts. The huge roar instantly attracted the attention of half of the street. They all moved their eyes and saw with their own eyes that a scarred old dragon crawled out of the hole, first sticking out its head, then bloody wings and claws wrapped with chains. The dragon lay on the roof, looking up and still for a few seconds, like an alternative huge decoration.

Fred and George stood on the second floor of Weasley's Wizard Wheezes and looked out, making surprised sounds.

"Is that the dragon guarding the vault? I've always wanted to see it with my own eyes."

"Oh, come on, our vault is not worthy of being guarded by a dragon. Wow! It looks really cool. How about we ask Lupin to rent a magic dragon lamp?" One of them suggested.

"I like this idea," said another similar voice. "It must be more than 20 feet long. I remember Professor Happ used it for demonstration at the Quidditch World Cup, and I haven't seen it since. It's such a waste."

More than 30 Aurors appeared. They had been guarding nearby before, but no one acted rashly. The dragon raised its head and spewed a ball of fire, which scared the people on the street and made them scream. They stumbled and ran away, fearing that they would be affected. But the dragon stepped hard on its feet, used the force to spread its bloody wings and flew up. It flew higher and higher and turned into a black dot.

Not long after, Ms. Bones came out from inside. She was intact and calmly directed the Aurors to take over the scene.

The big hole in the roof of Gringotts was quickly repaired, and Ms. Bones turned back, as if nothing had happened, except that there were two more Aurors at the door of Gringotts Bank.

Fred and George retracted their satisfied gazes and walked down the stairs. The store was filled with a wide variety of goods, and noisy, moving gadgets were everywhere, but now it was empty - those customers had gone to watch the fun. The two looked out the window through the posters on the window, were silent for a while, and then spoke at the same time.

"A joint announcement from the Ministry of Magic and the future world"

"What do you think of that notice -"

The two blinked and laughed.

Early this morning, the staff of the Ministry of Magic delivered a notice to every store in Diagon Alley, inviting all shop owners to come to Sword Castle to discuss important matters at the weekend.

But in fact, they knew the inside information earlier. Penelope (the twins love her now and affectionately call her Percy's Secret Detector) revealed that Percy was busy perfecting a long report recently, which was about the future trade plan between the wizarding world and Muggles. The list of goods covered multiple categories such as potions, books, magic items, clothing, food, etc.

This is a large-scale plan involving all aspects. The details are so numerous and trivial that it is enough to make people who read it for the first time feel overwhelmed.

"This matter cannot be avoided by Future World Company. I applied to Lupin to be responsible for this part of the work," Penelope said irritably, "otherwise I may not see your brother for several years. Oh, what am I doing now? Of course, I'm picking on his report!" "

Obviously, she enjoys it." Fred concluded.

Since the wizard-Muggle negotiations have not really started yet, it is only the first step of the whole plan.

Outside Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, Tonks, Ron, and Collins followed several guests in, talking and laughing.

"The alert mission has been cancelled," Tonks said kindly. Her hair was pink and she was in a good mood. "Everyone was very worried before. Scrimgeour persuaded Ms. Bones not to take the risk, but she insisted... Fortunately, the result was good." After saying this, she looked around with interest.

"What's the matter with the dragon?" Fred asked.

"They said it was an accident, it was in disrepair or something." Ron said.

"That doesn't sound convincing." George said.

"It's impossible that they had a fight in there?" Ron shrugged, took out a wizard chess piece from his pocket and turned it on his fingertips.

Fred raised his eyebrows.

"If I go to check the dancing wizard chess in the store now, won't I find that a knight is missing?"

"Go ahead and look for it." Ron said, "By the way, I was just about to say that I have become an animagus... Did Ginny tell you about it?"

"You have become an animagus?" Collins said in surprise.

Tonks was a little slow, reluctantly taking her eyes off a doll that could hit people, and asked in confirmation: "Animagus?" Her hair began to turn into a dazzling violet color.

"It's easy." Ron said pretending to be indifferent.

"That's true," George nodded, "There are some I know." He turned to look at Fred, "How many are there? Harry, Hermione, Neville, the little girl from the Abbott family, I can't count them all."

"I don't know, but Cedric often holds "Transfiguration of the Day" recently." Fred answered with a straight face.

Ron pulled down the wig on his head.

"Can you stop ruining your brother's show?" Ron complained in a low voice while Tonks and Collins were excitedly selecting the goods in the store.

Fred and George looked at each other and said in unison, "Sorry - no."

Ron raised the wizard chess piece in his hand and muttered, "See these two guys? Remember their hateful faces. I will take revenge sooner or later, but it all depends on you."

The dragon flew all the way north, enjoying its hard-won freedom. Felix stood on its broad back and used simple magic to heal the dragon's bloody wounds, shaved off the chains, and then looked out at the scene in the clouds.

He stroked the long spikes on the dragon's back with one hand, looking like a captain holding the mast.

"Fly steadily," he ordered.

They flew over gray and green towns and fields, and soon the scenery became monotonous and repetitive. Felix called the Niffler out of the silver pocket watch to play cards. Having experienced riding a flying carpet in the Arctic, Valen quickly adapted and ran around excitedly on the dragon's back. The huge spikes were like pillars to him.

"You lose again, Valen," Felix said triumphantly.

Valen's black eyes stared at the air in front of him. The shadow of the Sniff that appeared from the wizard card was knocked away by a simple spell, turned over a dozen times, and turned into a wisp of green smoke and was thrown behind. It smacked its lips, feeling that something was wrong, and looked at Felix suspiciously.

"I didn't cheat." Felix swore.

Valen randomly scratched the cards in his hand, trying to find a flaw. This is a new deck of cards, and some new cards have been added to the original ones. The big devil said it was to increase the playability. This is true. Valen found many cards that sparkled with gold when the effects were activated, and he liked them very much.

But after that, his winning rate plummeted.

"Chi!"

Valen couldn't figure out the reason, so he decided to find a chance to ask Hermione. The height of the sun dropped again, and the golden light on the clouds gradually dimmed. The dragon began to descend. Valen ran to the top of the dragon's head. His weight was like a feather, and it had no effect on the dragon at all.

Valen identified a cluster of towering castle buildings among the mountains.

Felix patted the dragon's back, "Your identity is a bit sensitive. Well, it's actually nothing, but in order to reduce trouble, I will give you a sleight of hand before sending you to Charlie."

The dragon roared to show that he understood.

All yours.

Then its size began to shrink rapidly. Valen hurried back and climbed onto Felix's shoulder to look down. The dragon, which was as big as a small square, shrunk from sixty or seventy feet to half its length. Soon, it even had trouble landing.

The dragon whimpered twice and tried to open its cloudy eyes.

"Don't worry." Felix stood beside it and comforted it casually in the air, then gave an order, "Fold your wings."

The dragon - now it was not a dragon, it looked only twice as big as Valen. The shrunken dragon obediently folded its wings and fell straight down. Felix grabbed it. After folding its wings, it looked even smaller, and even a little pitiful.

Felix fell downwards. When he fell to a certain height, he made a few gestures with his free hand. The defense of Hogwarts did not stop him, and he continued to fall.

Inside the castle, Professor McGonagall was looking through the documents. She had just contacted Madame Maxime. The two exchanged the defense measures and the start time of their respective schools. The British Ministry of Magic has been making continuous moves during this period. As a reference, the French and some European magic ministries have also gradually left the International Confederation of Wizards and contacted the Muggle government.

She heard a knock on the window and looked up to see Felix waving at her outside the window.

"You are now the vice-principal, Felix." Professor McGonagall pushed open the window angrily and stared at him coming in from outside. Valen had already jumped down first and stayed away from Felix. He didn't want to be scolded together.

Professor McGonagall led Felix over and said angrily as she walked: "What if someone sees you? And what are you holding in your hand?"

A lizard. "Felix said calmly, and two sparks spewed out of the dragon's nose.

Professor McGonagall ignored his nonsense and lowered her head to carefully examine the creature half lying on the small table and flapping its wings blankly. Then her two eyebrows twisted together fiercely.

"Is this... a dragon? Or is it the Ukrainian Iron Belly?

"Well, if anyone else asks, I will only say that it is a mutant lizard, and its origin is a bit questionable." Felix said honestly. Professor McGonagall stared at him, with an expression that would not give up until she got an answer. "Well, it came from Gringotts." He briefly explained the situation.

Professor McGonagall frowned at first, and then relaxed her eyebrows.

"The Goblin Brotherhood, another secret goblin subversion group?" The so-called subversion, of course, is to subvert wizards.

"Not really," Felix shook his head, "at least they are openly active, and the ideas they promote do not advocate violence, at least on the surface." He said to Professor McGonagall: "This is rare among goblins."

Cross-eyed Bodrick did not want the peace talks to go smoothly, and deliberately let the dragon guarding the vault make some noise. Of course, he didn't care whether a few wizards would die in the process, anyway, it was all accidents. Felix didn't care either.

Professor McGonagall did not participate in the Ministry of Magic's affairs. After knowing that it would not affect the negotiations with the goblins, she turned around and talked about other things.

"The situation in Beauxbatons and Durmstrang is similar to ours. Their Ministry of Magic is in secret contact with the Muggle government, and the news has not been made public." She glanced at Felix and smiled. "What you did in the past two days not only affected the decision-making of the United Kingdom, but also other countries."

Felix nodded. This result was not unexpected.

As the first Ministry of Magic to openly contact the Muggle government, Hogwarts and the British Ministry of Magic have attracted the attention of the whole world. The International Confederation of Wizards is watching every move here, waiting for the results of the first formal negotiations.

If it is acceptable, then the negotiations in the near future may become a benchmark for communication between the magical and non-magical communities. Felix met many observers sent by other countries in the Ministry of Magic these two days.

"In addition, Vagado referred to Hogwarts's practice and established shelters around the school. Some wizards whose identities were exposed temporarily lived there."

"Are they those semi-public psychics, fortune-tellers, and occult sects?"

"I heard that even Muggles who perform magic tricks have received a lot of harassment." Professor McGonagall said strangely, "There are also some wizards staying in tribes, which are relatively xenophobic and outsiders can't get in. The Castrobus School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in Brazil is hidden in the rainforest. The conditions are poor, but there is no need to worry for the time being."

"What about Ilvermorny? You missed this school." "

Ilvermorny is different from other schools." Professor McGonagall's face showed a trace of sadness, "The living environment for wizards is not optimistic - you know, little wizards always show some differences, and the local Muggles - they are called No-Maj, and they have launched an activity to find wizards around them..." She shook her head, "Some companies openly advertise in newspapers to recruit wizards; of course, there are also oppositions. Various large and small organizations and religious groups have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. Some are registered, and some are secretive. "

So the Magical Congress of the United States had to order the recall of all students to avoid accidents."

Felix thought for a moment, "The problem of American wizards is difficult to solve, and now is not the time. After Amelia reaches a preliminary agreement with the Muggle government, it will be promoted in the name of the International Confederation of Wizards. The significance of the existence of the Confederation has disappeared for the most part with the complete invalidation of the Statute of Secrecy, and a new reason must be found for it. "

What function do you hope it will play?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"From the previous hidden wizards to reconciling the relationship between wizards and non-wizards, and formulating laws and regulations that are applicable to the world." Felix said.

There was a trace of confusion in Professor McGonagall's eyes. She was unfamiliar with that future. She glanced at the fire dragon that was trying to adapt to its new size.

The confusion in her eyes gradually disappeared, and she became firm again.

Felix's eyes turned to the portraits of the past headmasters on the wall of the office. He walked to a golden frame, and Dumbledore in the frame winked at him.

"Can you tell me a witty remark or two that I haven't heard before?" Felix asked.

"This kind of test won't work," said Dumbledore in the portrait with a smile, "There are too many ways to get away with it."

Felix looked at him, "Well, do you want me to add a candy store to your painting?"

Dumbledore laughed again. "Oh, no need. The little ones at Hogwarts, the students of the Magic Painting Club, painted a huge picture of Hogsmeade. There are not only Honeydukes, but also Madam Puddifoot's Tea Shop and the Three Broomsticks. The painting is hung in the trophy display room."

Felix nodded, and he thought for a moment before speaking. "The Resurrection Stone was destroyed after you left, and the things you gave to Snape are still in his hands. He also has a new job and may be busy for more than ten years."

Dumbledore said with a little distress, "So, Severus's retirement plan has to be postponed?" But his expression was not sincere, and

he even looked a little gloating.

"I think so." Felix said.

"There is another thing," he said, "Aberforth plans to sell the Hog's Head Inn, and when school starts, Classroom 7 and Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets will also be reopened. Someone will need to keep an eye on these two places." "

I hope he can sell the bar for a good price." Dumbledore said.

Felix smiled, "Unless he can clean the room well, I can smell the smell of sheep every time I pass by, and the floor seems to have not been cleaned for hundreds of years, so don't hold too much hope."

"For people who are suffering, hope is a precious thing." Dumbledore said calmly, his eyes looking at Professor McGonagall.

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