Hermione, let's start the revolution at Hogwarts

The human body is still too fragile to withstand such rough pulling. If it is a Disapparation spell that only works on objects, this problem will not arise... After all, dead things have no organs and will not feel disgusting.

At this time, Nietzsche discovered the Home Secretary, Sir Cava, who had mixed into the crowd.

"Sonorus." Quirrell then cast an Disillusionment Charm on the three of them, which temporarily turned their clothes into Invisibility Cloaks.

Although ordinary people cannot see it, there is still a collision volume, so they need to carefully avoid the crowd and follow the last member of parliament to enter, and squeeze in before the door of the House of Lords Hall on the second floor closes.

The interior walls are covered with chivalric and law-related murals, and the red soft chairs in the middle are divided into three parts - the ruling party, the opposition and the neutral party.

It was the first time Hermione had seen such a scene up close, and she couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

She suddenly saw Sir Cava walk to the Chief Justice's seat at the arbitration bench. Thomas, who was supposed to be in charge of the opening, had died, and now he temporarily replaced the other's position.

"Keep an eye on him." Sherlock whispered to the two of them and left.

Quirrell handed his wand to Nietzsche. The core of the wand was also made of unicorn hair, but Nietzsche noticed that his unicorn hair did not turn black. It was still so white and sparkled among the alder wood.

Some people reject Nietzsche, but it is not unusable.

"Any magic will leave traces. I will go look for clues... You are responsible for protecting this place." After saying that, he followed.

Protection? Just the two of them?

Hermione could only watch as the queen, dressed gorgeously and wearing a crown, walked out of another door.

All the members of the House of Lords present and the members of the House of Commons who were watching in the private seats and were not eligible to enter stood up. Taking advantage of the fact that no one dared to move, she pressed her back against the wall and quietly approached the Queen.

Nietzsche looked past everyone and saw the other person nodding at him.

"We have important matters to attend to before the end of this parliament!" Sir Kava stood up.

"Minister Kava, if this is an impromptu proposal, we can discuss it in detail after the parliament ends." But the Queen of England did not agree, but rejected his impromptu speech in accordance with the procedure.

"No, Your Majesty, I'm afraid we won't have that chance if this ends."

(Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone! 6000 words for you!!)

Book 1: Chapter 81 Hermione's First Meeting with the Queen

Sir Cava merely twirled his beard in response to the Queen's reproach.

"Everyone, Her Majesty the Queen... What we are discussing this time is about counter-terrorism." He stood on the stage slowly and knocked on the table. "But have you ever thought about how many people can get out of today's meeting alive?"

The whole place was in an uproar.

Her Majesty the Queen frowned, and when she found that the various parties also looked confused, she was sure that this was not a show targeting the royal family.

"It seems our Home Secretary drank a lot of wine last night..." someone joked.

"Our enemies hide in every shadow, coming with dark clouds. Every soul will cry out for them. Those who died are not just a threat, but a reminder."

Sir Kava simply glanced at the man as if he were a dead person.

Some people felt that something was not right and planned to slip away, but found that the closed door could not be pushed open no matter what. The invisible Nietzsche quietly tried to open the door with an unlocking spell, but found that the door lock did not respond.

"The door is wide open...Open sesame." Nietzsche tried them one by one, but the magic was offset.

Only a little spark came out of the keyhole, which scared some government members.

"Kava, as the Home Secretary, I have the right to accuse you of treason!" The man in the uniform of the Admiralty stood up and cursed angrily, "Get down from the seat of Chief Justice Thomas."

"Believe me, this is a precious opportunity to make Britain great again!" Kava was completely immersed in his own world. He said, "We can control the rest of the people with them and rule the world!"

Sherlock noticed that among the noisy crowd, there were a few people who did not join in, but raised their hands eagerly.

"Who are you talking about, 'they'?"

"It's wizards, ladies and gentlemen... They can easily take away lives in an undetectable way." Kava flicked the ring on his hand and said loudly, "Thomas and Dis died because they angered the wizards."

At this moment, Quirrell discovered that the anti-unlocking charm was replenishing.

A piece of knowledge about a spell: when something is given a function, it is actually temporary rather than permanent. For example, the effect of the Disillusionment Spell only lasts for a few dozen minutes, but if you want to remain invisible for a long time, you need to use magic power to maintain it.

Nietzsche was using the unlocking spell to interfere just now, but the anti-unlocking spell on the door did not weaken its effect - this meant that a wizard was maintaining the effect of the spell.

So Quirrell concentrated his mind and felt the direction in which the magic power was flowing.

"He's hiding in the crowd," he told Sherlock. "I need a chance..."

"The enemy will create opportunities for us." However, Sherlock planned to stay put.

The queen gave orders to the guards at the door to catch Kava, but the guards just stood there with lifeless eyes.

She looked at Kava's contemptuous smile and the empty guards, and subconsciously took a few steps back, just bumping into Hermione who was waiting beside her, but the queen reacted quickly and immediately drew the saber from the guard's waist and held it across in front of her.

Obviously, she noticed the invisible person around her.

"You were not even born when I was fighting the Germans." The Queen did not show any panic, which made Hermione admire her very much.

"Your Majesty, my respect for you is the only reason you are still alive today." Kava said viciously, "We are the ones who hold the truth. The weak sheep should be handed over to the strong shepherd to manage."

He gave a wink, and the guard at the door began to move, stretching out his hand to control the queen.

But Hermione was not idle either. She kicked the guard's knee hard with the heel of her leather shoe. From the Queen's perspective, the controlled guard on the left suddenly bent his legs and fell to the ground.

The queen looked at the guards who suddenly surrendered to the enemy and felt incredible.

"I'm here to help you." Hermione hastily distanced herself from the matter and continued, "It must be the Imperius Curse. Your guards have been controlled by dark wizards and will only follow orders..."

But the Queen of England saw nothing and could only make a rough judgment based on hearing.

"What's going on?" She stepped aside and asked cautiously, "Who's there, wizard?"

As soon as wizards were mentioned, she began to feel depressed. It was obvious that today's attack on the parliament was very wizard-related. When facing the controlled guards, she could not act at will.

Fortunately, the invisible Hermione was able to provide some help in the melee, allowing the Queen to escape with the help of other dignitaries.

Nietzsche and his father looked at each other and nodded.

If you want to kill such a group of people, ordinary black magic and the Killing Curse are not enough, and at this time you need to use the "undetectable poison gas" created by Voldemort.

Kokava is also here, and when the time comes, he will need to use a spell to avoid the poison gas, and the wizard's gas mask is the bubble head spell.

As expected, the crowd was divided into those who surrendered to Kawa and those who were loyal to the queen.

"Those who support me live, and those who oppose me die."

At first only a few people came to him, but once the first group came, a second group would follow, and so under Sir Cava's intimidation, a quarter of the entire House of Lords came over.

No one wants to die in obscurity.

"Break the door open!" Nietzsche pinched his nose and shouted in a hoarse voice. "Let Kawa and the damn terrorists die here together. The Parliament Building in 1605 has experienced a conspiracy. We will not be afraid of a second time!"

*Nietzsche activates his skill - blending in.

*The effect is remarkable.

Quirrell was stunned. Only then did he realize how the fight on the Quidditch field came about.

So, under Nietzsche's instigation, the remaining three-quarters of the people began to move towards the gate. Then Sherlock, relying on the effect of the Disillusionment Spell, walked straight to the open space between the two groups and began to observe everyone's movements.

"If I were the enemy, now would be a good time to cast the Bubblehead Curse," Quirrell asked. "What do you see?"

"Everything." Sherlock took in everyone's little movements and micro-expressions. "This is my misfortune."

It is rare to find a wizard like Quirinus Quirrell who can cast spells without a wand or making any sound, not to mention casting the Bubblehead Charm on more than a dozen people at the same time, which is a huge project.

Then the wizards who blend in among ordinary people will definitely hold the magic wand.

"The sound of chanting." Sherlock said intently.

"You don't have to shout it out, but you must recite it quietly," said Quirrell.

Seeing that the crowd was clearly separated and no one would come because that group of people were thinking of ways to pound on the door, Sir Kava put his hands behind his back and turned around.

"I'm going to miss you guys, let's get started," he said.

At this moment, Sherlock noticed that one of them had a look of disdain on his face, as if he was mocking those loyal parliamentarians and ministers who wanted to break the wizard's spell by brute force...the scope was narrowed again.

He put his right hand behind his back and his lips began to tremble slightly, as if he was muttering something.

"Did you see the man in a white tuxedo, with his left hand in his pocket and his right hand behind his back?" Sherlock locked onto his target immediately, "That's him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Quirrell reached out and grabbed the man, who immediately fell to his knees due to the sudden pressure. Then his arms began to twist like two wet towels being wrung out, and the man screamed.

A wooden stick fell to the ground, and Nietzsche quickly summoned it over.

Then everyone saw the thin wooden stick fly behind the crowd and then break into two pieces.

Wow, there are masters out there?!

"Don't worry, everyone." Qi Luo's figure suddenly appeared in the middle of the crowd. He was stared at by dozens of people, and he couldn't help but shrink his head. "That... the phone is useless. The equipment here is all interfered with."

And the queen finally saw the wizard lurking beside her.

She originally thought that it was someone from the Ministry of Magic who came to support her, but she didn't expect it to be a twelve-year-old student. When she stared at Hermione, the latter lowered her head in fear and hid to the side of her sight.

"What on earth is going on?" someone asked loudly.

"A commission, friends...I make a living from this kind of work." Sherlock breathed a sigh of relief and walked up to the controlled man.

The man had brown-black hair, a thin face, and protruding bones on both sides. As soon as he opened his mouth, Nietzsche raised Quirrell's wand.

"Talked!"

In order to prevent him from casting spells without a wand, Nietzsche pulled out the man's tongue.

Both of his arms had been twisted beyond recognition by Quirrell. If he didn't receive timely treatment, even potions wouldn't be able to cure them. Now, the dark wizard could only stare blankly and roar vaguely.

"Aren't you Aurors from the Ministry of Magic?" asked the Queen.

"They are just students of Hogwarts. The Ministry of Magic doesn't know about this." Hermione was pulled to her side and hesitantly said, "You should leave here quickly. The undetectable poison must be timed."

So everyone hid in Victoria Tower Gardens with confused hearts.

Sir Cava had been controlled by members of the Admiralty and the Ministry of Defense, and could only be used as a cushion before Scotland Yard arrived.

As Hermione expected, when the noon bell rang, the House of Lords was immediately filled with undetectable poison gas.

"Remember, you don't know about this." The queen looked at the poison gas that was sealed in the room by Quirrell, turned her head and said to the hundreds of people, "If anyone asks about what happened today, you will say 'I fainted and don't remember anything'"

This made those people very puzzled, because they were the victims.

"why?"

"Because you will be erased by other wizards, and Britain needs your brains to stay clear!"

The Queen of England sat on a wooden chair, looking at Sherlock, Nietzsche and others. Of course... the focus was on those three wizards. Since they did not belong to the Ministry of Magic, this represented an opportunity for an invitation.

You know, the British government has suffered from the Ministry of Magic for a long time.

"Your Majesty, this is a declaration of war! We can dispatch..." said a member of the Ministry of Defense.

"What?" The Queen said coldly, "Are you going to point your guns at Britain? Those wizards live here... and how are you going to explain to other innocent citizens?"

The Ministry of Defense is silent.

They also thought that these so-called "wizards" were foreign enemies. If they were living within the country, there really was nothing they could do. They couldn't blow the taxpayers up into the sky, could they?

"You inform the prime minister and the US Foreign Ministry and say... we have found the attacker."

Volume 1: Chapter 82: Minister for Magic

But the incident was not fully exposed to the public.

A few days after handing over the suspects and the surrendered men to Scotland Yard, Hermione saw Sir Cava on the news. He was the only one who could be shown and was dubbed the 'disgrace of Parliament'.

The photo of Sherlock and Inspector Lestrade with their faces blocked was also printed in the newspaper.

No matter what, it is a win-win situation.

"Nietzsche?!" Hermione, who was watching TV, suddenly heard her mother's surprised voice, "What do you want to talk to Hermione about?"

"I'm here to go read with her." A black-haired ball poked its head in from the door, looking very shy. "Don't worry, I...I'll just wait at the door, Mrs. Granger."

"No problem... Hermione! Your friends from school are here to see you!" Monica Granger shouted as she walked towards the living room, "Hurry up, turn off the TV, don't keep people waiting... Can you be a little more ladylike?"

She saw her daughter lying on the sofa like a salted fish, with her belly accidentally exposed.

"I finally get a few days' rest at home, and...I'm your daughter!" Hermione muttered, "You just want to kick me out all day long."

"Nietzsche is one year younger than you, why can't you be a little nicer?"

This was said as if Hermione was the one who didn't follow the rules.