International Witchcraft Federation Vice President, the most powerful wizard of the contemporary era?
Luise stared at Amortha Breon with wide-eyed amazement, seeing the gentle expression on his face.
Even though she was not a wizard in the magical world, with her slightly superior thinking and logical ability, she was not hard to guess the weight of these two titles.
Compare them horizontally to the titles of the bigwigs in the social upper echelons of her world.
It's meaningless. Amortha Breon is an outstanding young man, but at such a young age, how did he achieve such accomplishments? If wizards don't have ways to maintain their appearance, it would truly be incredible if Amortha's age and appearance matched!
"Oh, I usually don't boast about these titles—"
Amortha shrugged and showed no trace of an overbearing attitude. He still smiled calmly.
"Actually, I usually work at a magical school, and I'm more used to being called 'Professor Breon' by others."
"You still have magical schools?" Louise blurted out, "Hermione Granger"
"That's right—"
Amortha nodded in approval, unable to help but say that Luise had a very sharp mind. As he suppressed his smile, Amortha's eyes darkened slightly.
"She was my student, and she was almost right under my nose when the package sent by Freyser was caught. What it actually hid wasn't a bomb, but a malevolent curse, and she was attacked. She's currently being treated at a hospital in the British magical world, as her professor, and at the same time, I also bear the responsibility of ensuring her safety. I must personally unmask the mastermind behind this incident and restore justice to her."
Magical academy, magical world hospital.
Luise momentarily lost her focus. She realized that the magical world, which was unknown to the world, had already reached a certain level of developed civilization, and was not the backward, savage, and ignorant image she saw in some literary works and movie screens.
It's true that seeing the mannerisms of Amortha and Kingsley, they are not the type who hide in sewers, afraid to be pursued by the Church.
Unconsciously, the anger of being deceived and misled in Luise's heart faded greatly, especially after she heard Kingsley reveal Amortha Breon's identity in the magical world.
Women's psychology is always very strange.
As she learned about the strict《Wizard's Secret Law》of the magical world, and Amortha, such a high-ranking wizard in the magical world, actually violated this law for her benefit willingly, the anger she had been suppressed was replaced by a touch of emotion and guilt.
"I'm sorry—"
Luise didn't know how to explain her excessive anger, she pursed her lips, and her voice was a little timid.
"My brother has hurt your student."
"They are all victims, Luise. What we need to do is to seek justice for them—"
Amortha solemnly said, with his penetrating gaze, he could see through Luise's embarrassment to the underlying psychological state.
"It's normal for you to feel anger towards the magical world, towards my existence. After all, some scoundrels among the wizards have killed your brother, and.”
Amortha paused in his speech.
"These black wizards conducting human experimentation on Muggles is absolutely taboo. I should have known about their existence, and I indeed bear responsibility for not doing so."
"It's none of your business, Mr. Breon—"
Kingsley spoke a fair word.
"Since you and Dumbledore are primarily responsible for teaching at Hogwarts and seldom intervene in the mistakes of the International Witchcraft Federation, if we're looking for responsibility in this matter, it should go to the Italian Ministry of Magic and Verp Drayden, which is undoubtedly their—"
Amortha waved his hand, cutting off Kingsley's words.
"That's something for later, Kingsley, what we need to do now is to find these people and find out why they would choose Miss Granger specifically?"
"Angus Escalus--"
As Amortha's gaze fell back on her, Luise knew she had to say something. She bit her lip, mustered her courage, and said,
"I don't know this person, I've only heard of him. I know he was from Valeria, who said he was a good girl who used to live in London for a while. So when I found out that I was from London, she was very enthusiastic towards me, and we talked a lot about the different customs of London and Bologna. I remember she told me at that time that she had a boyfriend in the magic club, and his name was just that."
Luise stared into Amortha's burning eyes and took a deep breath, her expression filled with sympathy.
"I had already forgotten about this, but I recognized the name when I saw it on your list last night. Just now, I saw Valeria's father, and I heard that young laugh."
"What we know is that Angus Escalus is heading to Berlin, Mr. Breon!"
Kingsley's eyes suddenly sharpened.
"And he set off alone!"
"It's hard to say without associates, maybe they'll split up and leave Britain separately."
Amortha mused,
"But without a doubt, we'll have to go to Berlin. It'll just be the three of us, Kingsley; your men wouldn't be convenient to enter Berlin all at once. A group of British Ministry of Magic aurors entering Berlin together would be hard to go unnoticed. Even if the black wizards don't sense it, if the German Ministry of Magic catches wind of it, it could turn into a serious diplomatic incident. I have some connections in the underground magical community here; we can sneak out directly."
Kingsley listened attentively until he heard Amortha's last words. Why would Amortha Breon have such deep connections in the European underground magical community?
His eyes twinkled, and Amortha Breon smiled at Luise.
"Let me tell you, Luise, bringing you along was an absolutely correct decision. I..."
Amortha looked at Luise's still unnatural expression and smiled, but then a sudden memory flashed in his mind, making his smile freeze and his eyebrows shoot up!
"You surely know that the pixies who hold the rights to broadcast the finals have set up a betting line in Paris for which team will win the three-way finals. A group of Germans is planning to bet a huge sum of gold that Miss Gryffindor's top contender can't finish her next match. They're not messing around."
This was a statement made by Ludo Bagman to him before the Christmas ball!
At the time, Ludo Bagman, an unrepentant gambler, tried to persuade him to join the betting operation. After failing to do so, he then proposed to ask him for a loan, which was also rejected.
He didn't take it seriously at the time, thinking it was just a bunch of people trying to bet on an underdog. But what Ludo said was that those people were from Germany!
Amortha didn't know exactly how much gold the German group had put up, but Ludo Bagman was not someone who lacked experience; when he said "a huge sum of gold," it was clear that it wasn't a small amount. But why were those Germans so confident that Hermione couldn't complete her next match, rather than betting on the danger she might face in the upcoming competition and potentially die?
This is entirely a different concept.
The Germans would have gambled on this, only if they had a sure hand!
In the dimly lit cell, the disturbance in his thoughts caused Amortha to silently emit a fierce aura. The cold room's temperature rapidly rose, and sensing something amiss, Kingsley and Luise both stared at Amortha in astonishment.
It seems that these people are taking action against Hermione for money.
Amortha's mind flashed this idea, not entirely without possibility. Could they be the same group that killed Freyser?
But if it's truly just for the money, then their method is also too foolish.
(Chapter complete)
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