"It's really beautiful. Seeing it, I felt like I was returning to the temple of Mandus all at once."

Ronan gently stroked the door frame of the stone arch and felt the breath coming from it.

In a daze, Ronan seemed to hear a song, and the gauze curtain on the stone arch was shaking like someone was teasing behind him.

Ronan looked at it intently and saw a shallow figure dancing in it. He couldn't see the whole picture clearly, but only seeing this wonderful silhouette was enough to make Ronan addicted.

"It's so strange, why is she so beautiful..." Luo Nan stretched out his hand as if he was foolish. He wanted to go over and take a look and see it.

The woman behind the curtain also stretched out her hand and stretched towards the other side with the curtain.

Just as the two fingertips were about to touch each other, the system coughed suddenly, "Cough!"

Luo Nan woke up and was instantly scared and sweated in a cold sweat. When he looked at it again, the curtain seemed to have returned to its characteristic swing as if nothing had happened.

"What is that?" Ronan asked in shock.

The system thought for a while and replied: "That may be death itself, it is calling you, are you moved?"

"Don't dare to move, don't dare to move!"

He circled around the archway for a long time, and then tried it for a long time before he dared to contact it again, but he did not expect that the vision did not appear.

"Huh!" Luo Nan breathed a sigh of relief, and asked, "Just, what would happen if I had met that thing?"

"It'll probably lose your life, but don't worry, you shouldn't die."

Ronan: "It should..."

Forget it, he doesn't want to get into the system anymore on this issue. He is still in the Ministry of Magic. His behavior is called illegal invasion, and he also enters the most secret place of the Ministry of Magic. It would be bad if the thing was discovered.

"You should act quickly. First, see if there is anything unusual here. The perspective of the spiritual world is opened..."

The green light covered Ronan's eyes, and then the whole world slowly faded away its color and lost its shape. Only the Death Stone Gate was still the same. This turned out to be an item that was completely consistent with the real world in death!

"It's no wonder..." Ronan was shocked. It was amazing to have such a characteristic. Generally speaking, we only have two words to describe this kind of thing, that is, a magical tool.

The condensed matter and spirit are condensed so that even in the spiritual world it is still what it is, which means that it is not only indestructible, but also has very powerful power. Even if a real god wants to forge a magic weapon, it will be a pity for a while. Now, it is placed in front of Luo Nan.

"Oh, this is a magic weapon that my child accidentally dropped. After waiting for a while, no one came. Why don't I borrow it and study it first..."

After saying that, Ronan hugged the Death Stone Gate and returned to his small world.

For a moment, the entire Ministry of Magic alarm bell made, from the Minister of the Ministry of Magic to the Director of the Magic Law Execution Department, to the Director of the Mysterious Affairs Department, and then the commander of the Auror Operations Department, all rushed to the Death Hall of the Mysterious Affairs Department on the seventh floor underground.

Then the group found a groove at the bottom of the stone pit in the Death Hall, and the above of the groove was empty.

Minister of Magic Foggy stared at the scene repeatedly and confirmed the scene. The treasure was really gone, and then he fainted after he turned his eyes.

The two quickly rescued their minister, and while pinching the people, they blew fresh air to create a magic on Fudge's face. Others seized the time to check the scene. Even the silent people who had always been mysterious and never cared about the world took action, trying to catch the hateful thief.

After a while, Fuji woke up slowly. When he opened his eyes, he saw that he was still in the Death Hall. He suddenly lost his energy and asked sickly: "What have you discovered?"

Auror director, Fruce Sclinger, handed over a note and told Fudge that it was the message left by the thief.

Fuji took a look and was extremely angry. He struggled to stand up, but just as he just stood firm, he felt dizzy and fell down again.

"Minister! Minister! Go and invite the medical team..."

Fuji's hand, which was tightly holding the note, also fell down. The note slipped down, and he saw that it said, "The thing is good, I like it very much, but I can't often see it and find it very inconvenient, so I borrow it and use it and return it later, don't worry." The signature below is "Zhang San".

"Hurry, hurry, give up, give up."

The doctor from the Ministry of Magic arrived. He checked Fudge's condition, then quickly took out some bottles and jars, and began to configure potions. His hands were almost waving the afterimage in the air. The other wizards nodded, worthy of being a well-trained therapist, and they were professional.

But if Ronan saw this person on the scene, he would definitely exclaim: "Barterman?"

After preparing the potion, I opened Fuji's mouth and poured it in.

I have to say that the potion works faster, and soon Fudge woke up from a coma again.

"Closing the scene, blocking the scene!" He howled twice before he remembered that he was still lying on the ground, so he wanted to get up again. As a result, no matter how hard he tried, he always felt that he couldn't use it.

"Me, what's wrong with me?" Foggy was surprised to find that not only did he not have the energy to use, but even his words became vague.

He looked at the therapist to know his physical condition, but the therapist shook his head at him in dismay.

"I've done everything I can."

Fuji's eyes widened and trembled in disbelief. He had only become the Minister of Magic for two years. How could this happen? God is unfair!

Tears dripped from the corner of Fudge's eyes, and the therapist was also infected and choked up. He said, "If you have anything, I'll give me instructions now. There's not much time..."

Fudge raised his arm with all his might and instructed: "We must block the news, so that the wizards can't know that we can't even bear our own territory..."

Everyone nodded with tears.

"Also, this time we really have to send our most elite Aurors to investigate this case and include it in the top secret of the Ministry of Magic..."

Everyone was already crying. Although Minister Fuji was not very smart at ordinary times, he was still thinking about work at this time. It was so touching!

"After I leave, go..." He paused for a moment, really unwilling to accept it. The grand blueprint he had finally planned, but after thinking about the prospects of the British magic world, he still said with his fate: "Let's invite Dumbledore to temporarily preside over the work of the Ministry of Magic. He is the Minister of the Ministry of Magic. If he doesn't want to be, then find a way to make him. Our British Magic Ministry will no longer be able to withstand the tossing..."

What is the incomparable national hero?

What does it mean to devote oneself to one's life until one dies?

Everyone was moved by Fuji's farewell scene. Although this person is incompetent, shameless, and petty, he can still distinguish between priorities at critical moments.

As the saying goes, a person’s debt is eliminated. No matter which civilization in the East and the West has such a commonality, that is, when a person is about to die or has already died, then everything in his past is not good, people can instantly forgive him and at the same time perfect the personality of the dead person.

Now, the people of the Ministry of Magic are going through this process of ascension to God.

Everyone in the Ministry of Magic who were caught in this atmosphere said, "Don't worry, Minister, we will definitely invite Professor Dumbledore!"

Fuji nodded and closed his eyes with some peace of mind. After a while...

"Hey, why am I not dead yet?"

The audience: "…"

"I don't even feel sleepy..."

"Ah..."

"What the hell is going on?" Everyone looked at the therapist.

The therapist also looked puzzled and asked, "Have you arranged your work during your hospitalization?"

"Admission?" The others were also confused, "What are you admitted?"

"Access to the Saint Mungo Magic Hospital? Do you think cerebral hemorrhage is something that can be easily cured?"

"Ah? Not a burial?"

"Melting?" The expression of the treatment device was like an old man in the subway looking at his mobile phone, and replied: "This is not within my responsibilities, but if you strongly ask, I can invite the Melting."

"Stop! Can you please stop mentioning the word "combed"? I was a little panicked..." Fudge interrupted the conversation, then looked at the therapist and asked, "So I don't need to die?"

The therapist nodded: "Of course, do you think St. Mungo is where, or do you think my craft is fake?"

"Then why did you ask me to arrange a job? Why are you saying that there is not much time left?"

"That's right? Why is it not enough for two weeks to be admitted to the hospital? Besides, cerebral hemorrhage is not a minor illness. If you keep dragging it, it's easy to die suddenly. Isn't it because you don't have much time?"

The therapist asked: "Does you want to work with illness?"

Fudge was surprised: "Hey, you're really a talent!"

"Thank you for the compliment."

A kind of onlooker of the Ministry of Magic: "That...Mr., do we need to invite Professor Dumbledore?"

Fudge didn't look good at all: "Go and invite a chicken! Labor and capital are going to work with illness, so I booked a ward in St. Mungo, and I want to transform it into an office."

The fact that the Minister of Magic Fudge fell ill swept across the entire magic world like a gust of wind. For a moment, everyone was talking about it, and there were some people who were praising the good and some people who lamented.

Only the initiator who caused all this returned to Nicolamee's mansion with the Death Stone Gate.

"Nick, you absolutely wouldn't have imagined that I brought a treasure pimple!"

Nick smiled and shook his head, greeted him, "Come and have dinner, Ava and the others have prepared for a long time."

"Where is Dumbledore?"

"I haven't come back yet."

"No, right? Can you still lose after reading the guide?" Ronan put a piece of pastry into his mouth in depression and showed off such things. If Dumbledore's surprise was gone, the fun would be half less.
Chapter completed!