Chapter 248 I can!
News came from Lupine soon.

Just as Lin Zhengyang thought, the senior officials of the British government and the royal family are not ignorant of the cloud magic world.

When the British Ministry of Magic wanted Sirius Black, the Muggle government also issued a wanted notice on television, describing him as a dangerous murderer.

Of course, judging from the current point of time, Sirius has not yet been born.

If you want to talk about the relationship between the Ministry of Magic and the British royal family, you have to mention the predecessor of the Ministry of Magic-the Presbyterian Church.

The Council of Elders already existed when Gryffindor Godric founded Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry with three other great white wizards.

It was originally a non-governmental organization composed of many respected wizards, with the purpose of protecting wizards from being discovered by ordinary people and organizing black wizards to persecute ordinary people.

During the chaotic years, the Council of Elders played many positive roles, generally serving as the protector of the wizarding world.

Until later, the Council of Elders was reorganized to become the Ministry of Magic, which is equivalent to the government of the wizarding world.

The Presbyterian Church and the British rulers had frequent exchanges with each other. In the era of King Arthur, Merlin even served as the chief mage of the court for a time, providing King Arthur with help in mysticism and astronomy.

But there is one thing that the rulers have been longing for and can't get-the talent of magic.

Therefore, upon hearing this news, no one will be unmoved, just like the whereabouts of those wizards and magical creatures who have been missing for thousands of years, everyone has a tacit understanding.

The two parties successfully reached an agreement on a private collusion bypassing the Ministry of Magic.

One party has longed for the secrets of magic for centuries, and the other party needs to use the other party's human and financial resources to establish a school, and it is completely possible to cooperate.

Soon, a few local jazz "met" him, visited neighbors by the way, came and went, and presented him with an invitation letter to the dance party of the upper class.

It was a very common ballroom dance, at least on the surface.

"Sure enough, the background of this kid's family is as good as the sky!"

Lin Zhengyang looked at the invitation card for the ball in his hand, which came from a certain earl. It is said that this ball is quite high-end, and members of the royal family will be present.

This is the occasion for his negotiations with the British royal family and the government.

"September [-]st, in the evening, the wedding banquet of the Earl of Condal's eldest daughter...just happened, and it was staggered for the Hogwarts school day."

On platform nine and three quarters, Lin Zhengyang bid farewell to the little guy Yiyi, and went to the house of Earl Condal for a banquet.

He didn't use the convenient space magic of Apparition to travel, because the predecessor of the Ministry of Magic, the Presbyterian Church that existed since Godric's time, established a wide-ranging national monitoring network in the UK, which can monitor any space It is a kind of magic, which can calculate the landing point and starting point of space movement through traces.

Most of the time, the Ministry of Magic simply doesn't have the energy to monitor every wizard performing Apparation, because it is a common rush magic.

Its more uses are in national-level strategic deterrence. When necessary, it can raise a border barrier to block all escapees.

Outside the station, the waiter who had been waiting for a long time respectfully invited Lin Zhengyang to get into a car.

After driving for more than three hours, neither the driver nor the waiter said a word.

When they arrived at the so-called Earl Condal's house, it was already dark.

On the edge of the boulevard, there is an old manor and an English-style castle.

The lights were bright, there was a lot of voices, and many cars had already parked in front of the door.

"Sir, please come this way, there are two guests waiting for you."

Nodding his head, Lin Zhengyang followed the butler into the manor and up to the second floor of the castle.

In a room with a lighted fireplace, he met the Queen and the Prime Minister.

For such an ancient castle, the installation of water and electricity is not a small project. It seems that the Earl of Condal seems to have no use for spending such a waste of money.

Taking off his hat and hanging it on the hanger at the door of the room, Lin Zhengyang nodded in greeting.

"Good evening, both of you, nice to meet you both."

"Hello, Mr. Lin, it's nice to meet you too."

The elderly queen spoke first, she didn't put on any airs, she just spoke with the attitude of ordinary people to friends.

Perhaps, she was used to confronting these mysterious spellcasters, whether wizards or goblins, or ancient magical creatures who had transformed themselves.

"We have reviewed your request and it is not unacceptable."

"Just, what can you give us? We'd like you to be more specific."

"I can let you have talents."

"Talent?"

"In fact, the whole world, anyone, has this talent theoretically, the difference is only the level of talent. Strictly speaking, I am not teaching you talent, but helping you, teaching you, and digging out this potential power by yourself .”

"But... they call us Muggles, and Muggles can't learn magic!"

The queen was skeptical.

"Oh, I know, I know."

Lin Zhengyang spoke in a relaxed tone.

"For thousands of years, they have thought so. They always think that wizards and Muggles are two different groups, and they feel that they are superior."

"That may have been the case in the Middle Ages, but now it is wizards who are left behind."

"They are stubborn, rotten, and make little progress. They are like a pool of stagnant water. Even if some fresh blood joins occasionally, they will be quickly assimilated under the strong inherent tradition."

"It is the superior mentality of wizards since ancient times that prevents them from seeing clearly the fact—"

Lin Zhengyang paused, propped his hands on the reception table, leaned forward slightly, and looked at them with both eyes, giving them more psychological pressure.

"That is—everyone has hidden magical talent!"

"Otherwise, it will be impossible to explain the new wizards that are born every year. They are all of Muggle blood!"

Both the queen and the prime minister were lost in thought.

It's not that they haven't thought about this, but their efforts have been in vain, which made them give up trying.

"Two, regarding the source of magical talent, some people think it is a gift from the gods, some people think it is learned from their own magical creatures, and some stubbornly believe that it comes from blood."

"But, is that really the case? Wizards have used magic for thousands of years or more, but never really thought about why they can cast spells and others can't."

"Wizards always have a talent determinism. Squibs and Muggles without talent will never learn magic."

"It's utterly ridiculous."

"For various reasons, whether selfish or public, they never thought of allowing more people to use magic."

"Of course, it's more likely that they can't!"

Lin Zhengyang emphasized his tone, saying word by word:

"I can! (I can)"

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