I am the third son prophesied by Harry Potter

Instead of turning on the TV, Eugene walked to the bookshelf next to it.

Things in the ordinary world are not as interesting as the wizarding world.

Eugene noticed that there was a recent newspaper on the shelf.

He had read the Daily Prophet in Hagrid’s cabin before, and the layout on it was clear.

However, the newspaper in his hand now looks slightly different.

For example, the number of pages is much more, much thicker than the Daily Prophet.

Out of curiosity, he picked up the newspaper.

“Global Prophecy Daily?”

“Oh, that’s the wizarding world, a newspaper about the world.” Elenor’s voice came from the kitchen.

Because it is an open kitchen, she still knows what Eugene says and does.

“The magic newspaper of the world?”

Elenor nodded, “Yes, some of the latest news from the ministries of magic of various countries have been published. ”

She said as she waved her wand.

The cupboard, at her direction, opened, and two white plates floated out and landed gently on the dining table.

“Master Eugene, how about we eat steak today?”

“No problem.” Eugene basically doesn’t pick anything except that he doesn’t like to eat too sweet food.

He sat down on the sofa with the Global Prophecy Daily, and the headlines of the news caught his attention.

Title: The War League is about to disintegrate, and the ministries of magic will be reorganized

According to the recent contradictions in the Muggle world, which also affect the WarLeague Ministry of Magic, it may also eventually be split and reorganized into fifteen magic ministries.

Specific proposals are already under negotiation.

According to the current head of the War Alliance Department of Magic, he hopes that Muggle leaders will consider carefully.

Eugene suddenly remembered an incident in his past life.

It seems that the War Alliance collapsed, just a short time after.

December 25th is just Christmas.

However, I didn’t expect that the disintegration of the War Alliance would also affect the wizarding world.

“Does the disintegration of the War Alliance have a great impact on the wizarding world?” Eugene turned and asked Elenor.

Eleanor was cutting the beef with the Fragmentation Charm and didn’t expect Eugene to suddenly ask this question.

She was stunned for a moment, and the beef suspended in mid-air almost fell to the ground.

Thanks to her timely remedy, the beef did not fall, but continued to remain suspended.

“Of course there is an impact.” Elenor said, “After the dissolution of the War Alliance, the rules of magic in various countries will also change. The economic systems of Muggle countries around the world will be different, and for us wizards, it will be affected. ”

“So, it’s also necessary to do trimming.”

“What if I don’t change?”

“That will affect the wizarding world like World War I, World War II, and black magic will be abused.”

Eugene immediately thought of someone.

“Young Master Eugene, is it a seven-point cook?” Elenor asked.

“Well, you can.”

Eugene continued to read the newspaper, which had mixed opinions about the dissolution of the War League.

Some people say that it is a conspiracy over there in North America.

Some people say that it is a qualitative problem of the economy of the war alliance itself.

Eleanor summoned a wisp of blue flame with her wand and began roasting the steak.

Eugene felt a rush of heat in the room, turned his head and saw Eleanor roasting meat.

Magic once again refreshed his worldview.

Although he often walked into the kitchen of Hogwarts, it was the first time he saw a few additional magic directly used to cook.

The steak was quickly examined, and under Eleanor’s override, flew to two plates on the table.

She got some more seasonings and put some leafy greens on the plate as a garnish.

“Well, there’s still something missing.” With that, Eleanor went to her basement and came out with a bottle of wine.

She looked at Eugene, “Oh, sorry, you can’t seem to drink this.” ”

“You’ll wait.”

Eugene put down the newspaper and went to the table to look at the wine that Eleanor had just taken out.

It’s called Flame Whiskey, and the name sounds cool.

Is this a point to drink?

Eleanor took a bottle of milk from the fridge, poured it into a cup, and knocked another egg down.

I don’t know what powder she put in it, and after concocting, a drink came out.

“Eggnog, you should like it.” Eleanor put the cup on the table.

After that, she made a salad.

That’s their dinner.

Elenor, who had drunk the wine, looked particularly bold and talked to Eugene a lot, some personal views on the disintegration of the War League and the reorganization of the Ministry of Magic.

At this time, Eleanor did not look like a middle-aged woman at all.

Rather, like a young girl, she is much more active under the stimulation of alcohol.

Eugene wanted to take the opportunity to get some words out of her mouth.

“Mrs. Keith, how did you meet my parents?”

“This one! It’s a long story. Elenor said, “I went to Dunlan on an errand and met Dora on the subway. She showed me the way. ”

“But I think she should have forgotten about it.”

Of course, what Eugene wanted to ask was not about the Hills, but about his biological parents.

But unexpectedly, even if she was drunk, her mind was still quite clear.

“Is the key to Gringotts yours too?”

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