100. Queenie Arrives

It's a new day, and the air is fresh.

I wake up in the villa's soft bed feeling refreshed.

"It's much more comfortable than that hard bed," Aurelius stretched out.

"Meow! Meow, meow, meow! Meow-"

"Coco, coco, coco!"

There is a commotion in the corridor outside the door. Aurelius opens the door and says helplessly, "Okay, why are you bullying Coco?"

Coco is the sweeping robot Aurelius bought yesterday.

It is an alchemical product that looks like a cart, with a moving mechanical arm holding a broom and mop.

It was invented by a French alchemist, and the sales volume was very good. Many Ministry of Magic and pure-blood nobles were willing to buy it for cleaning.

There are many similar items in the magical world.

Aurelius had no other choice. He couldn't always stay in the villa cleaning, so he spent more than three hundred galleons to buy one.

This is a lot of money.

Coco is the most valuable thing in the family. 

The broom that Coco kept waving seemed to be an automatic cat-teasing stick in Zouwu's eyes.

Fortunately, Zouwu was just playful, and the manufacturer of the Coco did not cut corners. Otherwise, the Coco would have been dismantled long ago.

Many alchemical products have their thoughts, but this is something similar to a program, not a real intelligent life.

In the magical world, most items with intelligence are not good things, at least they are very dangerous black magic items.

"Meow!" Seeing Aurelius wake up, Zouwu's eyes light up, and it immediately stops torturing Coco and instead pounces on him, saying "Come and play with me!"

Sometimes I envy these animals. They are simple-minded and just want to play when they are full and have food.

"A little while, okay? Let me eat first and then clean up." Aurelius rubs its big head and pinches its ears, and Zouwu purrs comfortably.

"He likes you." Newt comes over with an envious look. The villa is very big, with six or seven rooms, and Newt's room is right next to Aurelius'.

"Woo——" Zouwu looks at him warily and makes a threatening whine.

"I don't know what offended it. It never lets me get close," Newt says helplessly.

Aurelius also feels strange. He touches Zouwu and asks, "Why did he offend you?"

"Meow! Meow!" Zouwu calls twice.

Aurelius nodded and turned to Newt, saying: "He said you're not a good person. You smell like the person who caught it – a lot of magical animals."

"Ah?"

"You're worrying too much. Newt is a protector of magical animals, not a hunter." Aurelie explained.

"Meow??"

"Real."

Watching the exchange between Aurelius and the cat, he couldn't help but interject: "Wait...can you communicate with magical animals?"

"Yes, for the most part." Aurelius nodded without going into detail.

At this stage, bestiality is only a variant of Legilimency, far from becoming an independent spell. So Aurelius didn't want to delve deeper.

"That's great. Your ability is something I dream of." Newt looked at Aurelius with envy. "I can only make judgments based on their behavior. If I could talk to them too, maybe I could further my research."

"That's such a shame... Oh, wait a minute." Aurelius waved his hand and turned around to look at a mirror. His expression changed, and he said to Newt: "Someone is calling me, please excuse me."

Aurelius closed the door and returned to the room.

Newt didn't pay attention, as his focus was entirely on ZouWu. He tried to approach him after Aurelius explained.

"Ouch!" Zouwu looked adorable with his big, watery eyes. When Newt got close to him, his expression suddenly changed.

The huge claws hooked Newt's collar and lifted him.

As his body was lifted, Newt's heart also rose...

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"Queenie?"

"Where are you?"

Aurelius looked at the background behind her in surprise. It wasn't her house, but a secluded path...

She looked terrible, completely miserable.

"I'm in Paris." Queenie said softly, hiding her face.

"Where in Paris?"

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Piazza Italia.

Queenie sat helplessly on the roadside, holding her suitcase, staring blankly at the passing couples.

The breeze was slightly cool, and Queenie wrapped herself in her clothes.

The wind was cool, and her heart felt even colder.

"It looks like you've made an incredible decision."

Aurelius emerged from the dark flames.

Facing a few Muggles who appeared as though they saw a ghost, Aurelius waved his wand, and they turned away with blank expressions.

"Tell me your method." Queenie stood up and looked at Aurelius with unprecedented seriousness.

"Have you made up your mind?"

"Yes! I've decided!" Queenie was becoming impatient.

"Even if the sacrifice might be immense?"

"I don't care!" Queenie said urgently.

"Well, love truly blinds people." Aurelius sighed. "The method is quite simple – what is it that's preventing you from being together?"

"The Law of Secrecy!" Queenie looked at Aurelius in horror. She never expected Aurelius to suggest the same thing as Grindelwald!

But Aurelius shook his head. "No, the Law of Secrecy is enforced worldwide."

Aurelius looked at Queenie, his expression prompting her to figure it out for herself instead of outright telling her the answer.

People tend to believe what they want to believe, and they often trust their judgment more than that of others.

He remained silent, waiting for Queenie to realize on her own.

Queenie's mind filled with confusion she had never given it much thought before, but now her curiosity was piqued.

Throughout her upbringing, Queenie had been taught that the Secrecy Law strictly forbade any interaction between wizards and Muggles. Wizards were expected to keep the magical world a secret.

However, it wasn't until Aurelius brought it up that she realized something: While secrecy laws were indeed enforced worldwide, other countries didn't completely ban contact between wizards and Muggles.

After a moment of contemplation, Queenie exclaimed, "Is it... the Magical Congress?!"