326 Chapter 326 The French Auror has never been so incompetent! (2/2)
”Stark left the hotel with a second-year little witch, entered the scene where Scamander was attacked, and then quietly left, disappearing completely.
During the whole process, who of you saw him perform magic?”
Odom shook his head in shame, what the director said was the truth, but the more so, the more they seemed incompetent.
Being played around by a minor wizard, the French Auror has never been so incompetent.
”So, thinking about a person should start with what he does.” Krigan said seriously:
”Stark will not leave us a handle, I obviously underestimated the kid.
'The youngest Merlin Medal winner'... I thought at first that he was just lucky, but now it seems that I was wrong, a big mistake.”
Odom was taken aback. It was the first time he heard the director admit that he was wrong.
”Send all the Aurors immediately and lie in Lyon Avenue. Our target has never been Stark, but Scamander's box.
Since he has gone there, the box is probably there too.
We must find and convict Scamander, otherwise we will become a French joke internationally.Clegane ordered.
At this time, another Auror hurried over, and he whispered: ”Sir, something happened.”
”What's the matter?” Clegane asked.
”A lot of dementors were found near the northern coastline.”
”Dementor?” Clegane frowned.”They weren't staying in Azkaban, how did they get to France?”
”At the moment... it's unclear, but the other party looks very arrogant and has attacked several Muggles.”
”What are these British guys doing?” Clegane said angrily:
”A Scamander and a Stark have already made us mess around, and sent a dementor...Do you really treat me France as his back garden in England?
Immediately expel the dementors, and then protest to the International Federation of Wizards, requesting sanctions on the stupid British Ministry of Magic!”
The Auror froze for a moment, turned and left, as if he was about to write a letter of protest.
Odom on the side couldn't help muttering inwardly:
”If the protest was useful, there would be no Grindelwald and Voldemort.
What's more, the president of the federation is the great Dumbledore...he is the damn British guy.”
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The horse-drawn carriage is running fast on Voltaire Boulevard.
William turned his face and looked at the scenery outside the window.He can see the facade of the famous Road Race Art Museum.
As the line of sight continued to move, the ancient Ramses obelisk appeared, which was the symbol of the Jude Bohm National Gallery.
Hermione tilted her head and leaned on William's shoulder, following the boy, staring blankly at the scenery outside the carriage.
But Hermione was thinking about other things: It would be great if the carriage could run like this for a lifetime.
The cockpit door was opened, and the conductor came out.
Hermione was startled by the sound of the door opening, and raised her head slightly.
Apache quickly closed the door, found a place to sit down, and fiddled with his radio.
Hermione looked around and stood up suddenly from the chair, as if she had just remembered something.
”Oh, Merlin, William!” She turned to look at him, her face pale.
Apache stared nervously at the ”extremely dangerous” fugitive.
Hermione hesitated for a moment, then stubbornly said in her crappy French that was worth five nats:
”William, we... have found the wrong place!”
”Huh?” William looked at the girl in confusion.
Hermione clasped William's hand tightly, her eyes flashing firm.
”No! We shouldn't go to Lyon Avenue, we should go...”
Hermione couldn't remember how the Louvre was speaking in French, so she pointed to the glass pyramid slowly emerging in the distance.
”The Louvre?” William reminded in French.
”Yes, we should go to the Louvre...”
”Scamander's box was left in the Louvre!” Hermione said in half-baked French.
”I swear by the reputation of the Ministry of Magic, I'm pretty sure!”
William frowned... Does the Ministry of Magic have a reputation?
Isn't that stuff like Fudge's ethics, it's all broken?
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