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"I don't think I quite understand what you mean, Director Piqueli, if you want to slander me, please find some reasons that sound more plausible."

Zhang Qi spread his hands, showing an innocent expression.

"Yes, Ms. Picquery, although I am old and confused, I am not stupid now. No matter how you look at it, this child cannot be a descendant of Grindelwald. He is of Asian descent."

Dumbledore also looked helpless. In his opinion, the director of the Edenia Magic Congress probably got some rumors of Zhang Qi's blood from somewhere, and was going to use this extremely shameful method to obtain his blood.

"Oh? As for whether I'm slandering, I think Mr. Hilbert should know better than me."

Picquely waved his hand with a smile, and a burly masked Auror behind him immediately handed over a piece of parchment.

"Your mother was born in China, and your grandmother Vida smuggled there more than 40 years ago, and returned to France when your mother was approaching adulthood."

Piqueli looked at some of the words recorded on the paper, and asked Zhang Qi loudly:

"I think what I said is correct, Mr. Hilbert"?

"The investigation is very clear, but does this violate my personal privacy?"

Zhang Qi had a bad premonition in his heart, but his face was still calm, and he even had time to sneer.

"Your mother called your grandfather an **** at school, got very drunk the night before dueling the enemy, had the wrong thing with your grandmother, and died the next day in into a duel."

"Your investigation is very clear, but I would like to protest here, Director Piqueli, you have violated the personal privacy of me and my mother, and I will submit a formal protest document soon."

Zhang Qi fumbled in his pocket very indifferently, took out a chocolate and stuffed it into his mouth, while ignoring the behavior of those masked Aurors raising their wands vigilantly because of his action.

"Principal Dumbledore, upon hearing this, haven't you compared his grandfather's case with Mr. Grindelwald's? If you did, then you must be able to find that all this is in line with Grindelwald's life trajectory It fits perfectly."

"Moreover, the ability of the Delphic Prophet is passed on first according to the bloodline. Only after the family is completely extinct will the translator who survived the gods choose a new host. Mr. Grindelwald is still imprisoned in the tower in Austria. On top of that, he's still alive and well."

After seeing Dumbledore's pensive expression, Picquely's face suddenly changed slightly, and there was a hint of surprise and suspicion in his eyes.

"You are really a shameful slander!"

Professor McGonagall, who had been listening for a long time, finally couldn't bear it anymore. The 60-year-old cat girl stood up and shouted at the Ministry of Magic officials present:

"If you still can't find a better reason to slander, then please get out of here!"

"Please don't be so excited, Professor McGonagall, I think we can verify this problem in a more convenient way."

Fudge wiped the cold sweat off his brow, and took out a small bottle from his pocket.

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"This is a blood sample obtained urgently from Nurmengard by the International Federation of Wizards after receiving a report from the Edenia Magic Congress. We only need to perform a small magic to prove that Mr. Hilbert Whether he is related to Grindelwald".

"Yes, the Edenia Auror Operations Division is in charge of the blood collection process. Minister Fudge and several officials from the joint meeting participated in the whole process of supervision. The process is absolutely fair."

Picquery nodded, then went on to say:

"By the way, today is the day when the Magic Congress of Edenia and Shenzhou will switch defenses at Nurmengard Prison."

"So you came all the way from afar just to test the child's blood"?

Professor Flitwick questioned in that shrill voice.

"This is really ridiculous, I can't accept it"!

Professor Sprout also showed a disgusted expression. She had long been annoyed at seeing these Aurors scaring her students.

"Oh, it's really eye-opening. The Ministry of Magic would mobilize so many teachers for a child, dispatching almost all the Aurors."

Snape snorted coldly, and continued in a calm and icy voice:

"I think if Mr. Hilbert had a blood test, then you would be able to obtain his blood openly, and the test results would not be so important at that time."

"Yes! It's not that we cannot accept blood tests, but we require that the blood after the test be processed on the spot, and it must not be taken out of the auditorium!"

Professor McGonagall also spoke to the officials of the Ministry of Magic as if waking up from a dream.

In this way, there is no risk of Zhang Qi's blood being leaked, and he can still slap the officials of the Ministry of Magic in the face. This is the best result.

"Yes, Mr. Hilbert is a good man, you are slandering him!"

"After the blood test, we must have an explanation"!

Slytherin's area first protested, and then the chaotic sound swept through the school.

Zhang Qi's help to ordinary classmates over the years is obvious to all. Although many people are jealous of his talent and strength, it does not mean that these people have no conscience!

"Minister Fudge, the students are not in a good mood, shall we continue to force him to test?"

Scrimgeour looked at the scene that was almost out of control, and asked the minister with some uncertainty.

I must never order my Aurors to attack the students. The wizarding society is a small society, and almost all wizards know each other. In this kind of acquaintance society, you must not do anything to offend others!

"I suddenly felt that Picqueli seemed unreliable, or else, let's forget it first"?

At this moment, Fudge also began to doubt the authenticity of the information provided by the Magic Congress of Edenia, in which Zhang Qi's Asian face played a key role.

No one can associate an Asian image with black hair and yellow skin with that crazy generation of Dark Lords!

"Come on, boy, I'm sorry, you may need an extra wound on your arm, but this group of bureaucrats from the Ministry of Magic must give an explanation after the test"!

Professor McGonagall walked over angrily, and gently took Zhang Qi's hand.

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But it didn't pull.

"What's wrong kid"?

Professor McGonagall froze there.

"I'm glad that everyone still trusts me so much, really, I'm actually very touched."

Zhang Qi gently shook off Professor McGonagall's arm, and then took two steps forward.

"Go for a blood test, Mr. Hilbert! Smash the faces of these idiots"!

On the long table in Gryffindor, the twins waved their arms excitedly. They like to see these pious Ministry of Magic officials make a fool of themselves.

"Yeah yeah! I can't wait to see their distorted expressions!"

The long tables of several other colleges also fell into a burst of boiling.

"I am really touched by everyone's support."

Zhang Qi looked at the boiling crowd, smiled and raised his hand gently.

After everyone's voices subsided, Zhang Qi spread his hands and said to everyone:

"But unfortunately, what Ms. Piqueli said is correct, Grindelwald is indeed my grandfather."

The moment he said this, the auditorium that was still whispering suddenly became silent. The professor and the students widened their eyes, opened their mouths in surprise, and stared at Zhang Qi who was standing alone in the middle of the auditorium.

"What? You look surprised? I remember asking every friend I have a close relationship with."

"Do you think the descendants of the Dark Lord should bear the sins of their ancestors?"

Zhang Qi gently read that famous quote that he would ask every time he gets along with people, and the whole auditorium suddenly fell into a dead silence, and all the people who had close contact with Zhang Qi recalled that scene at that time.

"Son, you're kidding, right"?

Professor McGonagall stood there and asked very eagerly.

"I'm not joking, Professor McGonagall, my grandfather drank too much before the duel, and then died in that duel. In a sense, Grindelwald was indeed died".

Zhang Qi sighed slightly, and then put his hands behind his back.

"Aurors, please come forward and remove Mr. Hilbert's wand and **** him back to the Ministry of Magic."

Picquely said to the Aurors behind him with some excitement, the current scene reminded her of the scene where her grandmother captured Grindelwald disguised as Graves in the subway tunnel~lightnovelpub.net~ But , I would like to know what charges you will use to arrest me? Grindelwald's own grandson"?

Zhang Qi spread his hands, and asked in a calm but ironic voice:

"Since when is birth a crime? Do you have to send me to Nurmengard just because I am related to a generation of Dark Lords?"

"Aurors, do my bidding."

Picqueli ignored Zhang Qi's sarcasm, but ordered his subordinates to control him immediately.

"Ah, classmates, it seems that the current Ministry of Magic is no different from Voldemort's Death Eaters."

Zhang Qi shook his head with some regret.

"Aurors from England, most of you knew my mother and you took care of me when I was young."

"I will give you time to think about whether you want to work for this idiot minister. After thinking about it, you can still choose to come and fight with me, but I will no longer guarantee your safety."

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Zhang Qi saw the expressions of struggle on the faces of those British Aurors, so he continued:

"He gave the order, and his own life. Think about your wives, children, and parents. With the current pension system of the British Ministry of Magic, the pensions you provide when you die in battle are not even enough for your children to live in Hogwarts." graduate".

"This is your last chance to survive."

Zhang Qi glanced around at the Aurors who obviously had doubts, and gently opened his golden eyes.