The symbol of Venice is a flying lion, and sculptures can be seen everywhere in this city.

The flying lion is not imagined by Muggles, but a magical creature that really exists in Venice.

With the promulgation of the Secretariat Act, the habitat of this animal was protected by wizards with magic, and few Muggles witnessed it.

But the appearance is still circulating among the muggles and has even been made into various works of art.

The magical part of Venice also raises this creature and is used during pursuit.

Flying lions have a great effect, they can replace flying brooms, police dogs, etc. They can even effectively replace Aurors.

This may have the illusion that "a dog is more useful than an Italian Auror"... Well, this is not an illusion, but reality!

So, when William and Hermione showed their heads, they found that before they knew it, the sky was covered with flying lions.

They spread their wings, and their golden wings swelled vigorously, breaking through the clouds and falling straight down.

William looked around and had magic barriers cast around him. The wizards were also expelling Muggles and modifying their memories.

A flying lion passed by, William raised a charming smile and said softly: "It's coming a little faster."

"Yes, it's so strange." Hermione murmured.

It's really strange that the Ministry of Magic has no reason to lock their positions so quickly.

Even the Muggles began to disperse ahead of time.

This tracking method is much better than that of the French Aurors.

It seems that he was wrong, and it was outrageous. Yidaili is still better than France.

The flying lion turned a big turn at the intersection of the waterway without decreasing speed, carrying an Auror at a speed.

It was clearly flying in the air, but the whistling sound of wings still gave people the illusion of thunder stomping on the ground.

William stood at the bow of the boat, turning his wand, and the river water rippled.

The drawn water flow rotated and shot towards the Auror.

Auror was a little careless at first, but the water flow was only as thick as a finger. After five or six meters, it turned into a huge wave of water.

He felt a chill pouring into his skin, and he couldn't help but wrap his hands around his chest to resist the cold.

The waves covered the lion's head, and the clanging sound instantly overshadowed the sound of wind and rain.

The river water surged in an instant, and Doragorn, which had affected Terenie, began to shake violently.

After the impact, the flying lion was still there, but the figure of Auror was gone.

He was swept into the canal, struggling dejectedly in the water, his eyes stagnant.

The water splashed in the air, and several flying lions rushed in a brutal manner.

Ten Aurors raised their wands at the same time, and the sky was filled with various colors of light.

The curse is chaotic and the magic power is overflowing, like the Milky Way pouring down, forming a cage that has nowhere to hide.

William recited a spell in his mouth and lifted his wand up. With him as the center of the circle, all the river water several meters was lifted up, rising into a barrier, confronting the pouring spell.

Like an umbrella to cover the rain!

For a moment, all kinds of lights were bounced violently and fell into the river, exploding one after another.

William's wand was lifted up, and the water curtain turned into a water dragon. When it spread its wings and flew over low altitude, a constant stream of river water was rolled up.

The surging river water exploded in the sky like a huge wave. The water dragon rushed up with its unrivaled power.

It rolled and surging in the air, swam and glided freely, shooting towards the Aurors flying with their bows.

Wherever it reaches its body, heavy rain pours down. Wizards keep falling into the water, like dumplings put into pots.

Hermione stood quietly beside William, watching the boy with a stick, almost unrivaled. She looked at him for a moment and murmured:

“It’s a good rain.”

Terenie looked at William, who was standing at the bow of the ship in shock, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Go!" William ordered.

Terenie suppressed her inner shock and turned a very fast turn, driving Gondola towards the alley.

"What did you two do?" she hurriedly asked, leaving Auror.

"So many Aurors are chasing you?!"

"Did you attack the Minister of Magic or destroy the Ministry of Magic?" she guessed boldly.

"Not that serious." William quickly explained.

"It's just knocking out four Aurors and a secretary-general."

He added: "Well, just added n Aurors."

“…”

"Aurors blocked this water area, and it seemed that they were still chasing behind them." She said in grief.

"I'm still pulling you around now, and I'll definitely be considered a helper.

You are going to kill me!"

"Listen to our explanation, Terenie." Hermione hurriedly said, "This is the thing, it was thrown into the Goblet of Fire in the Ministry of Magic.

This matter has nothing to do with us, we only arrived in Venice today.

But Secretary-General Martel suspected that we stole it.

The situation is that for some reason, only the two of us can find the lost Goblet of Fire.

We must find it, too, because…”

Hermione decided to tell a lie temporarily.

"Venice is going to be flooded, it is caused by the Goblet of Fire. Only the two of us... can save Venice!

We are really not bad guys!”

"Yes." William sat next to Hermione, following her words and started to stumble.

"We stopped the Paris crisis last year and looked like bad guys?"

Like it?

It's so fucking like that. I just fought a fierce battle with a group of Aurors in the waters... You are not a bad guy, who is the bad guy?

Terenie rubbed her cheeks and took a few steps back. She walked to the leather chair and sat in, as if thinking about the two of them.

Hermione's words made her unacceptable. Why was Venice almost overwhelmed?

Well, it has been raining for half a month, and in the second half of this year, it will definitely be flooded.

Terenie looked at William, glanced at Hermione again, and said, "I want to ask you a very important question.

Any of you really didn’t steal the Goblet of Fire?”

"No!" said Hermione, "absolutely not."

Terenie's face was solemn, she paused for a moment, and said thoughtfully:

“I have heard of Secretary General, Mr. Martel, who is a very tough wizard.

The Goblet of Fire is still a very famous magic item, just as famous as the four horses in the Basilica of St. Mark.

The news it lost may spread tomorrow morning.

Martel must consider public opinion.

Now there are two suspects who can be detained, and his pressure will be greatly relieved.

Whether you are guilty or not, you must be detained by Aurors until they find out the truth.”

"But no, we have to go to the Goblet of Fire." Hermione emphasized.

"Yes, Martyr obviously doesn't trust you." Terenie glanced back and Auror approached again.

"You two should be innocent, otherwise I will be hung by the Ministry of Magic for sheltering criminals and modifying Muggle items without permission!"

She suddenly stood up, waved her wand and closed the entire ship.

The woman opened the lid under the steering wheel, which contained a row of buttons.

She pressed the red button and Doragorn immediately sank.
Chapter completed!