v2 Chapter 1581： break

All legendary magic is managed by the Ministry of Magic, and Gryffindor's sword is naturally among them, but Hermione clearly disagrees.

She had not waited until Scrimgeer finished, and she interrupted him with excitement.

"It belongs to Harry. It chose Harry. It was Harry who discovered it. It came out of the shroud to find Harry."

She is talking about the secret room incident of Ai Gang's enrollment year. Ai and Harry battled Tom Riddle's diary and the snake monster in the secret room.

Ai was still an ordinary little wizard, probably stronger than other first-year freshmen, but not too strong. The battle was particularly difficult, thanks to Harry pulling out the Grand from the yard hat at a crucial moment. Fendo sword, with which he defeated Tom Riddle and the basilisk.

undefinedBefore the sword was pulled out by Gryffindor, the sword was still missing and there was no evidence that it was at Hogwarts.

Obviously, as a special legendary magical object, this sword itself has some special characteristics of space magic in addition to its special sharpness.

But I want to say that Gryffindor's sword belongs to Harry, and it is a bit far-fetched.

"According to reliable historical data, the sword will be presented to every outstanding Gryffindor student." Scrimgeour said, "Mr. Potter found it, it does not make it his personal property, regardless of Dumbled. How did Lido decide, the sword of Gryffindor"

"There is also a scabbard. It is the scabbard that Ai retrieved from the giant tribe. Without Ai, there is no scabbard."

"The scabbard and the sword are one!" Scrimge said stiffly. "The sword appears, and the scabbard will naturally appear. If the Ministry of Magic knows that the scabbard is there, it will send someone to take it back. We are very grateful. Mr. Mason helped us find the scabbard that lost the millennium, and even awarded him a special contribution award. In fact, we have done this, but this does not mean that the sword or scabbard belongs to any of Mr. Mason or Mr. Porter. No one, including Dumbledore, can give it to others. Compared to this, I would like to know why Dumbledore wants to leave the Gryffindor sword to"

He said, aggressive eyes turned to Harry.

"Do you want to know, Dumbledore wants to give me the sword?" said Harry, the tone seemed to ask Scrimgein a funny question.

"Yes, I want to know why he did this, I want you to tell me all the secrets."

"Oh, secret!" Harry desperately restrained his anger. "He probably thinks that the sword will look good on my wall."

"This is not a joke, Potter!" Scrimgeour growled. "Do you think I asked you this?! Why do you think I came here?! I am not coming to joke with you, we have to figure out, is it not? Dumbledore believes that only the sword of Godric Gryffindor can defeat Slytherin's heirs? He wants to give you the sword, is it because he is like many people, I believe that you are destined to destroy that even the name can not mention Devil's head?"

"Interesting theory!" Harry said sarcastically. "You want to know this. Has anyone tried to use a sword to stab Voldemort? Maybe the Ministry of Magic should arrange some people to do this, instead of wasting time all day. Dismantle the lights, study fairy tales, wood statues and blockade the Azkaban jailbreak."

"You don't understand at all."

"I know everything, Sirius has told me that you have been keeping yourself in the office recently, doing nothing, I want to understand, you are doing this, the minister, shut yourself in the office, Struggling to open a thief? Everyone is dead, I almost died, but the Ministry of Magic does not mention these things, isn't it? In this way, you still expect us to cooperate with you?"

"Enough, Potter, you are too much!" Scrimgeour shouted. "You, and you three, you don't understand the current situation, you."

"Sorry, Mr. Minister, I think we are very clear!" Ai said, "You didn't understand the current situation, I think the Ministry of Magic is now"

"Do you want to order me, Mason? You think you are very smart, just like those ridiculous newspapers, Dumbledore's successor, are you smart enough to point me? No, in my opinion, you It's the same ignorance as Potter. The four of you have been covering up, and you're not sure to tell the Ministry of Magic. It's like you can beat the devil with a few of them. I know you have this idea, you want to become Famous, ridiculous, arrogant, you are joking in the future of the magic world. Now Dumbledore is dead, only me, only the Ministry of Magic can defeat Voldemort, you have to tell me all the secrets."

"I am not in command, Mr. Minister, but some reasonable advice that can help the Ministry of Magic, if you are here to find these."

"I am not coming to listen to the advice!" Scrimge said word by word, as if with a lot of strength, "What I need is the secret that Dumbledore left for you."

"Dreaming, we won't tell you, don't even want to know." Harry shouted and jumped up.

"Potter!" Scrimgeour yelled angrily and stood up. He was so angry that his entire face was squatting and turned purple. He limped to Harry and used his The wand pointed the poke on Harry's chest: the wand burned a hole in Harry's t-shirt like a lit cigarette.

"Hey!" Ron yelled and jumped up to raise his wand.

"Don't, Ron, do you want him to have an excuse to arrest us?"

"Ah, you think about it now, it's not at school, is it?" said Scrimgeour, with a heavy breath. "You remember now that I am not Dumbledore, and I will not forgive your rudeness and arrogance. Right? Do you think I didn't dare to arrest you? Potter, you can treat that scar as a crown! And you, Mason, you can think of yourself as the future star of the magic world, then you are nothing now. I It's the Minister of Magic. I know how to fight against the Dark Lord. I don't have two 17-year-old Mao children to tell me how to do my job! You should learn to respect others!"

"You should learn to win the respect of others!" said Harry, who glared at Scrimgeour.

"Put down the wand, Mr. Minister!" Ai said. "This is not Hogwarts, but it is not the Ministry of Magic. You are too impulsive!"

At this moment, the floor was shaking, and the footsteps of the running came, and then the door of the living room suddenly opened, and the Weasleys rushed in.