MTL - The Existence of Harry Potter-v2 Chapter 10 Let go of that dog!

Next Monday, my mother will go home. It is said that she will stay for a few more days. I think it will be difficult to update next week.

Tomorrow I will go to the company to work overtime during the day. If I update it, I have to work hard tonight.

Asking for recommendation and comfort, the boss has already said that there is only overtime pay, no supper. In this cold day, typing on the keyboard is really uncomfortable. I have been typing for more than an hour before my hands warm up╮(╯_╰)╭

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How many wizards are there on earth?

I'm afraid not many.

In 1991, the total population of the United Kingdom was about 56.2 million. The British Ministry of Magic announced that there were 3,215 registered wizards, which means that the population ratio of British wizards and Muggles was about 1:18,000.

Looking at these numbers, you will find that Voldemort struggled for so many years, and his purpose was just to be a mayor, and he still failed.

Correspondingly, there are about 400 students at Hogwarts, and Dumbledore is basically a village chief.

Don't blame Voldemort for being unpromising, who made Hogwarts lose the math and geography courses ╮(╯_╰)╭, even if they graduate and work, they are more exposed to wizards, after all, they grew up with wizarding education They're not going to drive an excavator anyway.

Voldemort is different from most wizards. At least he still knows how big the outside world is. He still knows that there are far more Muggles than wizards. In fact, ruling wizards are only paving the way for ruling Muggles and ruling the world. After all, what does that sentence say?

To resist the outside world, you must first be safe inside!

In 1991, the population of France was about 59 million. In the same proportion, the number of wizards was basically similar to that of the United Kingdom. The difference was not large, and the actual situation was similar. In France, there is no such a careerist as Voldemort, and the air and soil of this country seem to be not a breeding ground for such people. The lives of more than 3,000 wizards are peaceful and leisurely, so that the Ministry of Magic is basically a decoration.

However, even if it is a decoration, for certain things, the French Ministry of Magic still has to exercise its due rights.

Elain Petit, working for the French Ministry of Magic, Department of Magical Accidents and Injuries, Reversing Occurrences Team. Elan's daily job is to deal with all kinds of accidents caused by wizards, especially those witnessed by Muggles. He has a partner, a memory canceller, who is responsible for cleaning Muggle memories. The newlyweds were on their honeymoon, so Elam had to go out on patrol alone to see if there was anything to deal with.

Elan didn't think at the time that it would be four or five days since he came out, during which time he didn't even have time to go home to eat.

The reason is actually very simple, he is too busy.

From the French seaside town to the outskirts of Paris, Ellen ran for four or five days in a row on a winding route like a dog's gnawing, trying his best to clear the troubles left by some bastard.

Countless troubles...

Elan gradually began to wonder if someone was deliberately trolling him. He had reported these matters to his superiors, but several days passed without any news.

"The bureaucracy..."

Elan had a deep hatred for the superior called Gragas, nicknamed "The Barrel". It was the fat fat man who "exiled" himself outside to deal with accidents while burping.

Dissatisfied in his heart, but the reality is like this, unless Ellen quits, he will continue to do it. A month ago, Elan would definitely slap his boss on the face, and then arrogantly left the Ministry of Magic and left the Ministry of Magic.

Just now...

Sighing silently, Ellen waved his wand expressionlessly at a Muggle grocery store owner, washing and replacing his memory.

"Minister of the Ministry of Magic... This is really a challenging task..."

With a wry smile, Ellen walked out of the grocery store listlessly, walking towards the distance under the sun like a walking dead. According to the boss's words, the bear child walked towards the park in the distance with a dog, two bottles of iced Coke, and a plate. If you were quicker, maybe catch them right here, and...

Ellen finally regained his spirits. He took a deep breath and waved his fist to fuel himself.

"It won't take long for me to be promoted, get a raise, be the boss, be the Minister of Magic, marry the beautiful Miss Furong, and go to the pinnacle of my life... Come on, Ellen, you can definitely do it!"

Perhaps, Ellen really had a good time. When he walked into the park, he saw a man and a dog taking a nap under a big tree from a distance, but he answered that sentence—

When the enemies meet, they are extremely jealous!

Hearing a loud drink, Ailan exerted his strength to suckle, the fastest speed in his life, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed to the ground of the tree and pointed his wand at the sleeping man. The bear boy shouted, "Let go of that dog!"

As far as Elan could see, the bear child took the **** dog as a cushion, and lay flat on it, sleeping soundly, saliva flowing from the corners of his mouth, like a small river flowing onto the **** dog. And that **** dog, thin and bony, can still see some wounds on his body that have not healed, as if he had been abused...

To sum up, that bear child must have done something very bad to this poor dog!

"Let go of that dog!"

Ellen repeated it aloud. Although he was just a stubborn child, the seniors of the Ministry of Magic once said that the most terrifying thing in the world are stubborn children and those who drive excavators. The person who changed color slept here, not at all worried that someone would come to him to settle accounts, such a fat courage!

The bear boy turned his body slightly and turned his face upwards, revealing his still very immature face, with clear eyebrows, red lips and white teeth.

The **** dog woke up~www.novelbuddy.com~ He glanced at Elan, and focused on the man's clothes for a while. The nameplate on his chest aroused his interest a little. However, as long as the person coming is not an Auror, the **** dog will not be nervous at all. Judging from the performance of this man, it seems that he is coming for that **** boy. I am afraid that this guy's troubles along the way have alarmed the people of the Ministry of Magic.

Shaking his head a little unhappily, a few black lines appeared on the **** dog's head, because he found that a string of crystal clear unknown liquid was on his forehead, sliding down the bridge of his nose little by little...

Without thinking about it, the **** dog flicked its paw, and a paw print was smeared on Asker's white face. You know, the **** dog has not washed his feet in Azkaban for more than ten years before, and he has no chance to do so after coming out...

Both are superb.

After the **** dog did this, Ask woke up slowly. Because he slept relatively deadly, he just felt a little pain in his face. As for what happened, he really had no idea. However, as soon as he opened his eyes, a wand was already on his forehead, which made Asker very unhappy.

"Let go of that dog!"

Alan repeated for the third time, Asker rolled his eyelids, pointed at the **** dog who was rolling on the ground, and tried to dry Asker's saliva with the grass, and said, "I've let go, you still want to do it. what?"

"this……"

"Oh, I understand." Ask slapped his forehead and said suddenly: "Let go of that dog and let you come, right? Please, I've already used it, it's quite comfortable, you can try it too. Bar."

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