Chapter 137 French Traveler Russell?

After a long speech that no one listened to, Fudge took the initiative to take a group photo with the four.

It wasn't until this moment that Harry realized why the group of them arrived at the Ministry of Magic at two o'clock, but the portkey was activated at half past three.

In addition, this time it was not reporters from the "Daily Prophet" or other newspapers who were in charge of taking pictures, but several Ministry of Magic staff.

Harry probably figured out Fudge's plan.

If Hogwarts wins the championship this time, the news that the Minister of Magic strongly supports Hogwarts' participation in the School of Magic Potions Tournament will occupy the front pages of major newspapers, with photos as proof.

And if Hogwarts doesn't win, then nothing happens.

Anyway, although this is an international competition, it represents the Potions prowess of a country's young wizards.

But the UK has not participated in it for a long time, so naturally there is no publicity. It can even be said that most British wizards don't know about this game.

Since the public doesn't know about it, then if it fails, it's a failure, and it's as if the competition doesn't exist.

When the Portkey was about to be activated, Fudge ended his chatter and left the room quickly.

In the evening, Fudge also had a banquet with the Malfoy family, and several pure-blood families would also attend, so he had to prepare it now.

Seeing the door of the room being closed, Professor Slughorn shook his head: "It is because of the existence of these politicians that I don't like entering the Ministry of Magic."

"You didn't think so at the beginning," Dumbledore said ruthlessly,

"What you said at the time was clearly that if you became the Minister of Magic, you would not be able to fish every day.

Also, if I remember correctly, those few students of yours who entered the magic world are now..."

"Albus!" Slughorn snorted, the smile on his face could hardly be maintained,

"Don't think I don't know, you were very good at writing sonnets back then! Do you need me to memorize two?"

The two old men seemed to have forgotten about Snape and Harry next to them, and suddenly drove the self-destruct truck.

The corners of Harry's mouth twitched slightly, and he closed his eyes, pretending to be sleeping.

Professor Snape also looked embarrassed. Professor Slughorn was very optimistic about himself at the beginning, so now he can't say anything, so he can only pretend that he didn't hear.

Dumbledore wanted to say something else, and suddenly put his finger on the portkey in front of him:

"One minute to start, Harry, all you have to do is put a finger on the portkey."

And Professor Slughorn didn't say much anymore, and took the Portkey with the others.

The Portkey was activated, and Harry felt an invisible hook hooking his stomach, and he lifted his feet off the ground and flew up.

...

Soon, the four of them landed smoothly.

Harry looked around quickly and found himself in a spacious room.

The room has been exquisitely decorated, there are still many paintings hanging on the wall, and the whole room is full of artistic atmosphere.

But Harry felt a little strange, why the decoration style here is so similar to the White Maple Palace designed by Emperor Roselle in Intis!

Look at the Danfeng Bailu Palace painted on the wall, it looks almost exactly the same as the Baifeng Palace.

Could it be that geniuses see the same thing?

Considering her own circumstances, a trace of doubt suddenly appeared in Harry's heart, a bold guess. She silently wrote down this information, preparing to conduct research later.

Harry didn't continue to study the surrounding environment layout, because a passionate voice suddenly sounded:

"Oh, dear Albus, and my good friend Horace, welcome to the French Ministry of Magic!"

A short old man strode up. He has white hair, a clean shaved beard, and well-maintained skin without any wrinkles.

The old man shook hands with Professor Dumbledore and Professor Slughorn vigorously, with a smile on his face.

Then he looked at Harry and Professor Snape again:

"This should be Professor Severus Snape and Harry Potter, right? I've heard your names for a long time.

The first time I met, I was Giovanni Clegane, Minister of Magic of France. Welcome to France. "

...

Harley had to sigh that being with the boss was indeed a good treatment.

Professor Dumbledore's status is very high in the world, and Slughorn is also a well-known master of potions, even more sought after than Dumbledore in a sense.

Although Professor Snape is relatively low-key, he is well-known in the potions circle.

The headquarters of the Association of Extraordinary Apothecaries is in France. As the Minister of Magic, Clegane has a very good personal relationship with the president of this association related to potion masters.

So Minister Clegane also knew Professor Snape, the low-key potion master, and Harry, the emerging potion genius.

Under the leadership of the three bosses, Harley naturally enjoyed the treatment of being guided by the dignified Minister of Magic to visit the French Ministry of Magic.

France is worthy of being a country full of artistic atmosphere, and its entrance is located at Furstenberg Square in the sixth arrondissement of Paris.

Not like the artless shabby red telephone box at the entrance to the British Ministry of Magic.

To enter the French Ministry of Magic, you only need to stop by a tree near the fountain in the square, and the roots of the big tree will pull out to form a magic birdcage elevator.

The hall is also very much in line with the traditional French art style, with a large number of constellation patterns painted on the vaulted ceiling, and reliefs carved on the surrounding walls.

But the more Harry looked at it, the more suspicious he became. The art style here is indeed very similar to the White Maple Palace.

"Could it be...Could it be that Emperor Roselle, like me, also traveled through here?"

On Harry's face was the joy and curiosity of seeing the new environment for the first time, but he was analyzing quickly in his heart.

"That's right, this can explain why he can do such amazing feats, reform politics, overthrow the Angel family, establish an empire, and start the age of steam.

In this way, combined with the style of Intis and the European Muggle-style poems in his "Rosell Poems", he is a European traverser, or a French traverser.

But it seems that it was precisely because of this, and because he hadn't contacted Mr. Men, that's why he was besieged and couldn't return to his hometown. "

Harry felt that he had seen the whole truth of the matter, and remembered the famous "Roselle's Notebook".

Harley was also lucky enough to have seen a few of them, but she later sold them to a noble lady through Backlund's Extraordinary party.

Thinking about it now, that kind of unknown text is likely to be the language of a small European country.

Harry is determined to look it up when he returns to Hogwarts, or simply buy a set of Encyclopedia Britannica, so as to find more evidence.

After visiting the French Ministry of Magic and registering, Minister Clegane went back to his own affairs.

Under the guidance of the employees of the Ministry of Magic, Harry and his party came to the room dedicated to Apparition.

From here they will go directly to the castle of Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

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(Thanks to Nine-Tailed Yanhu for the reward!)

(ps. The prototype of the White Maple Palace is the Danfeng Bailu Palace in France, and the prototype of Intis is France, so it can be said that the artistic styles of the two are more similar.

In addition, I remember that some of the poems that Leonard recited were in line with European style. I said that it has a French artistic flavor, which is not wrong. )