HP's Foreign Land

Chapter 848

one,

Andrew Ansip's "enjoyment" of imprisonment is essentially the same as that of an ordinary wizard's cell, with the same loss of freedom, the same prohibition of visiting the prison, and the same inability to order food. It is one of the areas in the wizarding world where house-elves cannot set foot. Every day except Seeing myself in the mirror, and the surreptitious monitor in charge of guarding the door, and occasionally a third person, the probability is similar to seeing a shooting star with the naked eye.

Justice Ansip, I'm sorry, it should be a year ago that the former comrade justice met a third party. His student Andrew Lange came to ask for help because of the fake di Rupo's potion. There was a lot of trouble around that time However, although Justice Ansip stayed at home, he remembered the reports in the newspaper verbatim. (PS: For those who don’t remember, please refer to Chapter 641)

At that time, he finally got his apprentice Andrew's forgiveness—the former justice thought so. Lange often asked people to send him some small things that could easily pass strict routine inspections and basically would not go wrong. Sometimes they were food, Sometimes it is used.Ansip sighed for a long time every time he received "filial piety" from his junior disciples. As expected, it was Lu Yao who knew the horsepower, and the high-ranking disciples ignored him except for ten days and a half months of innocuous nonsense.

Thinking of this, Ansip slammed his clenched fist on the face of the high-spirited apprentice, and the newspaper groaned, deformed and dented.

The monitors of the Estonian Ministry of Magic, dressed in civilian clothes, always enter the house at a certain time to clear away the dishes. The usual range of activities of the monitors is confusing, and their pursuit is to surprise people with surprise.

Today's lunch was left untouched on the plate, and the surveillance officer who had been dealing with Ansip for a year scratched his head.

He found Ansip in the study with almost no extra decorations, and the other party was bending over his desk.

"Is your body okay?" The surveillance officer looked at his back.

"I can't die within ten years." Ansip said harshly.

"Why don't you eat lunch?"

"I do not want to eat!"

"Not to your taste?"

"Please get out immediately, I don't have the energy to deal with you now!" Ansip, who was overwhelmed, gave the order to evict the guest.

"How about porridge for dinner?"

Ansip straightened up and turned around, "Come back!"

The surveillance personnel didn't leave at all, and took the time to look back at the door panel with a smile.

Ansip beat his chest and stamped his feet, and fell for it again!

"Political prisoners" like Andrew Ansip, as long as they don't hold up their wands and release the three unforgivable curses on other people's heads, they will almost never face the death penalty or be squatted in harsh cells for eternity when they are found guilty.Ansip has contributed to the wizarding world, and the Estonian Ministry of Magic will not embarrass him for the sake of repaying his kindness - he will be sprayed to death, and because Ansip, who has been the Supreme Justice, knows too much.

"Dinner is the same as lunch." Ansip said worriedly.

"Don't you have an appetite?"

"Just because you don't have an appetite at noon doesn't mean you don't have an appetite at night."

"That's what you said."

Ansip deliberately ignored the other party's teasing, and corrected his expression, "I want to see Sedar."

The surveillance personnel didn't react for a moment.

The Sedar that Ansip said is the current Minister of Magic of Estonia after the resignation of the great apprentice Wali Ilves - Hailier Sedar.According to Muggles, Sedar was a member of the opposition party during Valli's administration. In the later elections, the opposition party seized the handle of Valli-at that time, the Estonian Ministry of Magic was in a period of turmoil when the leader was questioned. Just throwing a small stone can pull the people off the stage-successfully knocked down the opponent and successfully entered the stage.So Valli and Sedar are not like-minded friends.

"I know what Sedar cares about, maybe I can provide him with the information he wants to know." Ansip's expression had a deep meaning.

"Why do you..." The surveillance personnel were not surprised.

Minister Sedar provided Ansip with good food and drink, and was more considerate and considerate than Ansip's big apprentice when he was in office. Sedar just hoped to dig some more things from Ansip.Ansip has been pretending to be deaf and dumb, eating delicious food, drinking delicious food, staying calm, going his own way, never farting from the beginning to the end, Sedar was almost turned into a trembling M by Ansip.

But today, Ansip suddenly decided to have a long talk with Sedar, talking about the past? !

The surveillance personnel caught a glimpse of the deformed newspaper placed on the corner of the desk in a daze, and suddenly recalled it.

"Until I change my mind..."

Before Ansip finished warning, the surveillance personnel quickly took a big step back and closed the door behind them.

two,

The assistant pushed the door in on time and took away the documents related to the import and export of goods from Rommel's desk. Rommel inserted the quill pen back into the pen holder and took a new document.

"What is this?" Rommel asked.

The assistant replied, "Mr. Minister, wizards at the director level and above of each department are invited to vote on which type of competition Finland should participate in the election. Please read the contents of the document carefully and make a decision."

Rommel quickly scanned a few lines, Quidditch European Cup and Gobstone European Cup?

"Isn't Mr. Minister very fond of the Gobstone competition?" Rommel asked.

That being the case, why mobilize the crowd, and it may not be really willing to the result.

"I heard that Mr. Tuukanen strongly suggested that the Minister consider Finland to host the international Quidditch event. Mr. Tuukanen tried to persuade the Minister to jointly host with Norway and Sweden."

Tuukanen is the director of the Wizarding Sports Department of the Finnish Ministry of Magic. He used to work in the Quidditch office. He has long held grudges against the Nordic tradition of emphasizing high-brow stones and neglecting Quidditch. As soon as he sat down as the commander-in-chief of the sports department I can't wait to correct the "bad" tradition, eager to let Finland take the lead in making achievements in Quidditch.

"The minister remains infatuated with Gao Bushi, and it is not easy to reject Tuwu Kaneng face to face. In order to end the endless entanglement as soon as possible, he gave us the decision-making power? Cannon is disappointed, at least the minister escaped."

Finland’s Minister of Magic is always quick and decisive in trivial matters, and when he really needs to make a big move, he hesitates and cannot make up his mind. Rommel has already filled up his “commonplace” skills.

"By the way, there is one more thing," the assistant handed a meeting report to Rommel with a helpless expression. "The assistant in the minister's office just handed it to me."

Rommel stared at the thing, and the bad feeling of "a senior official crushes people to death" came again.

The assistant quickly revealed the answer, "Mr. Minister will not be able to go to Belgium tomorrow, so he asks you to take a trip on his behalf."

"What's the matter, Mr. Minister? The juice is broken? The lunch is rotten? Too much work to arrange? Or is he wearing the wrong pants again and embarrassed to go abroad to make a fool of himself?" Rommel asked calmly.

The above are the excuses used by the Finnish Minister of Magic, of course there are many more and more bizarre ones, in order to escape the international conference attended by the ministerial level.

The assistant wiped his sweat.

"Where will the Gobstone competition be held tomorrow?" Rommel's tone was very firm.

The assistant smiled dryly: "In Akureyri, Iceland, in a routine points match, the windchasers played against the palm bear. The minister is optimistic about the palm bear."

Rommel said calmly: "After I leave the office, please send a letter to Mr. Snow Strulusson of the Icelandic Ministry of Magic, asking him to arrange the best stand for our minister tomorrow."

The assistant opened his eyes in disbelief, not daring to speak out and question whether the boss had a convulsion...

"Where are you going?" The assistant decided to divert his attention, otherwise he would mind to death.

Rommel glanced at him, and the clever assistant quickly remembered the boss's tight travel schedule, so he lowered his head in shame.

"Which countries are running for the right to host the Gobstone European Cup and the Quidditch European Cup?" Rommel asked.

The assistant quickly delivered the information.

Rommel tapped his finger on the column marked Italy.

Long's father thought to himself: Yes, God is willing to help.

He opened the schedule and checked for a while. After 15 minutes, Rommel put on his cloak and was ready to go.

"It's not time to travel yet, you went too early..." the assistant advised.

Rommel ignored his words and said directly, "Don't forget to inform my brother, please remember, the best stand." Then he left the office under the puzzled gaze of his assistant.

When I arrived at the front hall, I met Tuuka Neng, the head of the wizard's sports department, and the two passed by. Rommel smiled at him in a friendly manner. Then turned back in wonder.

Scary... What is Strulusson laughing at?

three,

After stepping down as Italy's Minister of Magic, Lombardi Lacarlini seems to be indifferent to gardening.During the first period, the Ministry of Magic’s subordinates came to invite him to go back and continue to preside over the overall situation. Lombard No. [-] flatly refused. He knew that this was a common practice, just like the side dishes before the main course, which had little effect on the main course itself. However, if the appetizer is removed without authorization, the eater will feel fooled and not taken seriously.

Lombardi originally hoped that his initiative would allow Xian to create further opportunities for his son, but who knew that the bigger and more rebellious boy simply shook his hands and went to the corner of the north to become a teacher. It seemed that he was very proud of his brave retreat. Proud, Lombard was fully prepared for his son to run for the Minister of Magic at that time.

Lombard was so angry that he almost fought with Lenato.

By the way, there is also Lenato's girlfriend with a shabby background. From the long family information of the girl, he can't find even the slightest possibility of matching Lenato's identity. The girl is not even a beauty. , He was worried about his son's vision.

Lombardi admits that he is a person with a strong desire for power and likes to seek profit, otherwise he would not pretend to resign and still take over the stick of the chairman of the Italian branch of the International Federation of Wizards.

Although the regular meeting of the International Federation of Wizards was held at four o'clock in the afternoon, Lombardy came to the headquarters building of the International Federation of Wizards early in the morning, running around for Italy to apply for the next Gobstone European Cup.

Italy is a strong Quidditch country in southern Europe, but it lacks aggressiveness in Gobstones. The main reason is that the wizarding government does not pay enough attention to Gobstones. Everyone is always racking their brains on Quidditch.The Minister of Magic decided to take the first step for the promotion of Gobstone in Southern Europe, and the pioneering is more famous than the conservative.

After attending the applicant meeting that was basically irrelevant to his responsibilities, he discussed countermeasures with his colleagues in the Department of Sports and Sports of the Ministry of Magic. As we all know, the Gobstone powers are all Nordic countries. Enthusiasm, how to mobilize the enthusiasm of domestic wizards is an urgent problem to be solved.

Lombard raised his head inadvertently, and saw Rommel Sturluson waving to him in front of him, wearing a cloak and smoking an unlit cigar. Lombard's mood suddenly became very ugly.

Alumnus Rommel Sturluson is at the top of Mr. Raccarini's list of extreme reluctance.

Facing Rommel, Lombard would feel a sense of melancholy.

Lombard's first life was full of struggles. In order to climb to the top, he endured what ordinary people could not bear. Everyone in the outside world praised him for his gentleness, humility and humility. In contrast, Rommel Strulusson's arrogant He is a hardliner, and he never deliberately conceals anything in order to achieve a certain purpose. His freewheeling is the source of Lombard's envy and hatred.

The two often confront each other.

Rommel disliked the pretentious Lombardy, and Lombardy regarded the arrogant Rommel as a serious problem.

A representative of the Italian Ministry of Magic passed by where Rommel was standing. Before Lombard could pretend to say something, Rommel took off his cigar and said, "Do you have time? Let's talk."

Lombard was silent for a while, and when the colleagues beside him couldn't help but smoke, he nodded in agreement.

He and Rommel also had a tacit understanding of treating each other as nothing. Rommel took the initiative to talk to him for the first time. No matter what the topic was, this move was enough to ignite Lombard's curiosity.

The two left together under the anxious eyes of representatives of the Italian Ministry of Magic.

They didn't drink, and there was an important meeting in the afternoon. The two sat down in a quiet bar and ordered water and coffee respectively.

"What do you want to talk about?" Lombard pushed away the plain water in front of him.

Rommel took a sip of black coffee, "Do you know about the case of the former Estonian minister's wife?"

"The poor woman who was murdered?" Lombard said indifferently.

Unlike the uninterrupted and powerful brains of French wizards, the Italian wizard police still did not change their original judgments.

Rommel pretended not to see Lombard's disapproval.

"Did the Italian Ministry of Magic decide to leave it alone?" Rommel asked.

"Estonia doesn't want the Italian Ministry of Magic involved."

"What if I ask the Italian Ministry of Magic to intervene in due course?"

Lombard was a little surprised, "Why? This case is related to you?"

"The reason is not the key, the key is what conditions you have, tell me and I will listen." Rommel seemed to be listening attentively.

Lombard stared suspiciously at the other party for a moment, "I am no longer the Minister of Magic."

"Come on, Lombardy, don't do that, we're not idle people."

Lombard said, "I want to know what made you come and talk to me about it."

"Actually, I can go directly to your son Lenato, but once he intervenes, you will definitely interfere. In order to make things go smoothly, I decided to come to you." Rommel said. "Let's be smart and keep secrets. If you help me, Finland will withdraw from the competition for the right to host the Gobstone European Cup."

"Are you serious?" Lombard hesitated.

"Words must be followed. Let me tell you another news. This time Finland intends to join forces with Norway and Sweden to compete for the right to host. Are you sure that Italy will defeat the coalition forces of the three Gobstone powers at the final application report meeting?"

Lombard felt very troubled, "...what do you want the Italian Ministry of Magic to do?"

He finally gave in.

"I hope that Italy will be moderately tougher. The man died in Sorrento. The Italian Ministry of Magic has the right to investigate the cause of death and express serious protest against the arbitrariness of the Estonian wizard police. Italian wizard detectives have reason to doubt the motives of the Estonian Ministry of Magic... …The testimony of the father of the perpetrator identified by the Estonian Ministry of Magic is actually very convincing, and the Estonian Wizengamot should not ignore the voice of the masses again and again."

Lombard heard the key points, "Could it be that you arranged for the murderer's father?"

"There is such a person, how can I arrange it? The most is to help him." Rommel said. "By the way, find a few small newspapers to spread the story of this poor father. I believe the Estonian Ministry of Magic will soon be unable to sit still."

"What else is there besides these? Just to expand the influence of the case?" Lombard did not believe that Rommel was the kind of person who did good deeds every day.

"Prevent the Estonian Ministry of Magic from making a final decision." Rommel said succinctly.

Lombard understood. "You want the International Court of Wizards to take over?"

"The two countries have disagreements over the same case. Everyone insists on their own words and refuses to give in to each other. The International Wizengamot will act as a third party to resolve it." Rommel grinned. "To achieve this goal, you need to rely on the Italian Ministry of Magic."

Lombardi thought about it, but it was actually not difficult. The Italian Ministry of Magic already had the power to participate in the investigation.

Lombard said, "Let's talk it over."

Lommel said: "Once I see the results I want to see, Finland will immediately withdraw from the competition for the right to host the European Cup in Gobstone. If things go better than expected, I can try to chat with acquaintances in Sweden or Norway."

Lombardi thought sullenly: As long as it is confirmed that the Ministry of Magic of Finland has withdrawn, I will be thankful.

The matter was basically settled here, and the two had nothing in common, so Lombardi planned to get up and leave.In the end, Rommel did not reveal the root cause of his "good deeds every day", and Lombard was no longer in the mood to know.

"I have received your son's invitation, congratulations."

Lombardy's butt that had just been raised snapped back.

"invitation?"

Rommel found that the other party's expression did not seem to be fake, "You don't know?"

"Bastard boy..."

"What is it about Marina Harlan that displeases you?"

"How can you ask such a thing? That girl is useless! If your son wants to marry a girl like that, can you be calm?"

"I thought I'd be happy that at least it was a girl."

Lombard was at a loss for words, and there was one less thing they might have in common.

"She can't even be called beautiful..." It doesn't matter if she doesn't have a family background, even if she looks cute, it is difficult for Lombardi to find a reason to convince herself.

"I remember that your wife is not a beauty either. I think you were very happy when you got married."

Lombard's face darkened, and Rommel was probably one of the few people in the world who dared to talk about Lombard's marriage face to face.Lombard relied on the great help of his wife's natal family to climb up the ladder. To put it bluntly, it took ten years less to struggle because he found a wife with a background-the conditions of the Lacarini family were very bad. The guilty conscience of debunking cannot be ideal for someone like Rommel who has a strong background and hardware but never thought of adding icing on the cake.

In fact, Rommel was right. Lombard’s late wife was not beautiful, but just ordinary-looking, which was worse than “cute”. The problem is that although his wife Stephania has no looks, she has a background that cannot be ignored. Otherwise, Lombardi, who was at the school grass level back then, would not easily "surrender".

Son Lenato's girlfriend has no appearance and no background, which is quite outrageous.

"I think you are old and confused." Rommel said bluntly.

Lombard almost turned his face, but fortunately, this person is used to hypocrisy, so he can hold back his heart.

"Is your son like you?" Rommel continued. "You went to the only daughter of the Napoli family for the sake of your future. Since your only son owns the inheritance left by your husband and wife, why do you need to add more things? The most important thing for Lenato now is to find a commoner with a simple background as his wife. In the future election for the Minister of Magic, there will be a few less things that will be used by opponents."

The few words about his wife were a bit harsh, but Lombard was not a young and frivolous young man after all, and he quickly figured out the ins and outs.

"I remember that Harlan was introduced to Lenato by you." This was also a thorn in Lombardi's part.

"Lenato is not my son. I don't need to worry about his future. I just introduced them to each other by a coincidence. The subsequent development is all your son's own idea." Rommel said in a serious tone. Don't be too grateful for my expression, Lombard always wants to scratch the wall.

"Harlan is very good," Rommel said plainly. "You have already read the information on the Harana family, right? They are all famous scholars in various fields for dozens of generations."

In other words, a typical scholarly family and noble family, this kind of background should not be too suitable and too beautiful.

Lombardi was dazed for a while by the pie that Rommel drew.

Rommel checked the time, it was almost time to leave.

That afternoon, the image of the two walking into the meeting room peacefully side by side blinded all the attendees.

It wasn't until the dust settled on the election campaign for the host city of the Gobstone European Cup that Lombard realized that he had fallen into a pit. Finland had been running for the right to host the Quidditch European Cup from the very beginning-the three-nation alliance was not for the sake of Gao Bushi European Cup - didn't even participate in the initial sea election voting.

This is something later.

In addition, on the second day after the secret discussion between the two, the wizard police in Italy began to frequent the scene of the crime, and the people watching the excitement all around disappeared. , records and other items were taken back one after another, and the attitude of the Italian Ministry of Magic was not as kind as before. The wizarding police in Estonia suddenly found that their work was not as smooth as before.