With self-awareness comes an emotional disposition.

At least he doesn't intend to wipe out the monsters on the American continent.

Then, a long time ago, Japan's national fortune was cut off.

Although the memory was fabricated by Tiandao, he came from a higher standard world after all, so everything must have happened.

He can't compete with his current strength, so in this world, he is not allowed to torment.

"Thank you."

Dumbledore bowed his head, thanking him from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing why the problem was easily solved, the rest of the people were moved to think, this Luochen will know how to live longer.

What about us? !

As soon as the thought came up, suddenly there was a flash of light in the air, their memories were completely erased and transformed, and then they went back to where they came from.

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June 2001.

The Ministry of Magic of the Rotten Nation, Minister's Office.

"The fourth-level mutant beast, Thunder Bull, was hunted and killed in the English Channel by Harry Potter, Tomlia Riddle, and Ron Weasley, together with 200 dumb troops."

"The Romanian dragon farm has bred the twelfth true red-eyed dragon!"

"The 3rd Goblet of Fire will be held in China. The invitation letter has been sent to your card box."

"The eighth magic academy in the rotten country is located in the northern suburbs of York City. After completion, it will greatly ease the education of magic apprentices!"

...

A slender woman with a straight nose, fair skin and a bun is sitting in the position of the Minister of Magic, handling official duties.

And the adult version of Ginny Weasley was holding a folder, standing aside, constantly reporting the latest news.

After signing several contracts, the quill in the hand of the beautiful minister broke again.

"Hey Hey hey!"

"Can you let your two brothers study something serious, I want a magic pen, I want a computer, I want a TV..."

Wait until the big beauty in front of her has finished venting.

"I will convey your request."

"Ginny, it's just the two of us here, there's no need to be so reserved!" The female minister got up and walked towards Ginny Weasley.

Ginny backed quickly to the door.

"Minister, you have to finish today's business before you can leave. You just got to work..." Ginny Weasley, who was dressed in professional wizard robes, took out her pocket watch, "One hour and forty-six minutes."

"You weren't like this before." The Minister of Beauty looked at Ginny pitifully. The corner of the latter's mouth twitched, but he quickly returned to normal. "You weren't like this before either."

It was a bit of a retort.

"I'm not a robot, I have to rest!"

Now there is the concept of robots.

"Ms. Hermione Granger, you are actually complaining that the president went on a trip and didn't take you?"

"You...don't talk nonsense, how can I have it?!" Hermione was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and hurriedly defended, her little face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Still said no!" Ginny rolled her eyes, who wouldn't love such a character.

"What did you say?"

"No, I mean the president and the vice president, Ms. Lovegood, will be back soon, because this Sunday is the wedding of Harry Potter and Tomlia Marvolo Riddle."

"Huh? Are they finally going to get married?" Hermione stepped forward with a gossipy face and pulled Ginny Weasley to the sofa next to her, waiting for her to eat, "I won't let us dove off this time, will I?" !"

"Yes!"

"They decided to end their 5-year love run, the age gap is a bit bigger, but..." Ginny was talking.

A handsome man and a beautiful woman pushed the door open and entered.

"Hermione, you won't be lazy again, you said that you dreamed of being the Minister of Magic, I gave up my old face to get it done for you!"

"Ah, who are you talking about in your sleep!" Hermione Granger stood up abruptly, her face like that red apple.

"Um?"

"Hahaha!"

Everyone laughed loudly, and those outside the office looked at it, not surprised, and continued with their work.

They also cherish the job.

Since ten years ago, President Luochen Bichar turned out to be born.

The changes in the magic world are getting better day by day.

I don't know how many people's worldview has been subverted.

Everyone can perform magic, and there is no distinction between Muggles, Squibs, and wizards anymore, all in just a few years.

Those who die will be resurrected if they meet the conditions.

You can choose to become a complete living person, or you can choose to become a war knight, and go to a special world to expand the territory. And each person will get a ghost servant, which can be used to explore the way or serve as cannon fodder. It is said that it was "voluntarily" provided by Dongpu.

Even if they are not resurrected, the dead will go to other worlds, and if they meet the conditions, they can realize contact. Now life and death are no longer the farthest distance.

Therefore, as the staff of the magic management organization, they are all very popular personnel, and the pressure of competition is extremely strong, especially after the comprehensive introduction of China's advanced wizard assessment system, the total score can not get 520, and even the interview is not even possible.

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Twenty-one years later.

In a dark little room.

"Brother, take a look?" A fat man turned the laptop in his hand in front of a handsome and imposing man.

He was wearing a silver-white wizard robe, with fried chicken in his right hand and beer in his left hand, and he glanced twice.

"Invincible, do you know what invincible is?"

"Come up here to lay the groundwork, and if you write fanfic, you will honestly hang on the wall. The readers are not here to come to you to complain and outline the plot. They are not more proficient than you?"

"Don't talk to me about the time traveler panicking, I am the way of heaven, the so-called time traveler is just... just a false memory... blah blah..."

"Also, you are a Yunha fan!"

This man was spitting all over the place, talking endlessly.

The little fat man hung his head lower and lower, and complained frantically: I don't know if he can get out of the book! It's a pity that my 200,000-word "Seventeen Prohibition" manuscript, originally planned to focus on writing, how the male lead established a family, the great fusion of farming style, harem style, and invincible style, but it was deleted by a thought , It is said that it is personal privacy and shall not be violated.

Then write a ball!

"Hey, what look in your eyes, am I wrong?"

"Yes, what you always said is correct!"

"Then write quickly!"

"Brother, it's time to end!"

"Hmm..." Luo Chen was silent for a while, drank his beer, squeezed it hard, and jumped off the table, "Call me for a new book!"

"Um!"

"Let's go!" Luo Chen waved his hand with the computer behind his back.

Luo Chen's figure disappeared, and the lights in the small room were also turned off.

Little Fatty walked to the window, looked up at the lights of Wanjia, took out a cigarette, and lit it.

"it's over!"

Feeling melancholy, just as I was thinking about it, someone slapped me hard on the shoulder.

"What are you doing!"

"Ahem!" With a puff of smoke stuck in his throat, the chubby coughed again and again, and it took him a while to recover.

Looking back, the small eyes are round.

"Damn it, why are you still alive?"

"Also?" The person who came was Wang Mang, the protagonist in his new book "Reckless Crossing the World: My Simulator Is A Million Points Different".

"Forget it, I don't care, let's start working quickly, I want to have sex with Tian Shiyun!" After finishing speaking, he dragged the little chubby towards the table.

"Brother, that will be banned!" Little Fatty refused, he is a very serious author.

"Poorly count some bodhi water and pour it into the two petals of the red lotus. Have you heard of it?"

"No!"

"Go make it up!"

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