The hall was filled with whispers like the rustling of fallen leaves. The wizards were whispering to each other. Those who disagreed frowned and exchanged glances with their companions. Some thought that Owen wanted to cancel his term and serve an unlimited number of terms, which was too greedy … Some thought that Owen was right, but most of them did not care. Even if Minister Owen stepped down, his successor would definitely be someone from the Harris family …
"I can see that many of you are worried … I don't want to change the term of the Ministry of Magic's Minister. It can inject new vitality into the Ministry of Magic, and it can also prevent a muddle-headed or muddle-headed Minister from occupying a high position for a long time. This way, the Minister will not be able to cause any harm to the Ministry of Magic, so I won't change this." Owen paused. He looked around at the wizards in the hall and continued, "My idea is … I think that after a few years of witchcraft TV, everyone will have a better understanding of our Muggle government … I want to imitate them. I want to establish a common, permanent ruler above the Ministry of Magic, which deals with government affairs on a daily basis. I want to form a united kingdom made up of multiple federations."
The wizards were shocked by Owen's sudden proposal. They understood that this was no longer a matter of term. In fact, after Harris conquered other countries, he did not want to merge Germany into the United Kingdom. Instead, he wanted to further implement his dictatorial policies. According to the current situation, no one was more suitable to be the ruler than Allen Harris, the castellan of the floating city. After all, he had the Philosopher's Stone and could live forever.
"This ruler doesn't need to interfere too much in government affairs. However, during special times and critical moments, he can stand up and convince everyone. He will decide the right direction of development and lead everyone on the right path … For the sake of the rapid development of our magic world … I have nothing to hide. Personally, I will vote for my son, Allen Harris. Other than being powerful, most of the wizards are now living in the cities he owns. There is no doubt that he is the most suitable candidate …" Owen raised his head and said proudly, "However, as the minister of the Ministry of Magic, I can't make the decision on behalf of the wizards. Therefore, I propose to launch a vote by all the wizards in the United Kingdom, Germany, and the floating city to see if everyone wants to maintain the old way or choose a suitable candidate to become the king of the united kingdom …"
A few days later, when the referendum was in full swing on the floating city in the United Kingdom and the occupied areas of Germany, in the natural border between Europe and the Iberian Peninsula, which was also the natural border between France and Spain, located in the Pyrenees Mountains in southern France, the Boothbarton School of Magic, near the highest peak of the Aneto Peak, ushered in the busiest day of the year.
The earth around Boothbarton had been dug into the trenches before the rise of the Hogwarts. The gate to the castle was suddenly opened. The school badge above the gate shone brightly in the sun. The badge was composed of two golden crossed wands, each wand having three stars.
Walking through the gate, they could see Boothbarton Castle, which had been standing there for more than seven hundred years. It was a beautiful French-style palace in the mountains. It had a magnificent manor that would make tourists gasp in amazement. It was surrounded by vast lawns and beautiful mountains created by magic. It was surrounded by majestic gardens and fountains created by magic.
The most famous landmark in the school was the fountain named after the famous sorcerer's stone maker and alchemist, Nico Lemay, and his wife, Perrinal Lemay. In fact, the old magic school's impressive castle and land were partly funded by the couple when they visited Boothbarton when they were young. The fountain was said to have the ability to heal and make students beautiful.
As for Boothbottom Palace itself, although it was summer, it was surrounded by ice sculptures. From the palace came the melodious singing of a young girl. Following the lead of the singing into the palace, one could see that the soup was filled with sparkling, gigantic ice sculptures that would not melt, and some beautiful children who looked like mountain fairies were singing softly on a rising stage in the hall.
Teachers and students in exquisite silk school uniforms were gathered in the hall. The blue-gray, aqua silk school uniform was well-tailored. Although it was a little effeminate for the male students, the knee-length dress perfectly accentuated the young witches' graceful figures. The small shawls of the same material on their shoulders showed their elegant temperament. The round-brimmed hats on their heads had a pointed tip, which showed more youthful vitality compared to the long pointed wizard hats.
The hair color and texture of Boothbottom's hair varied greatly, as did the accent. Although most of the students came from France, there were also wizards from nearby Spain, Portugal, Luxembourg, Belgium, and the Netherlands who came to study here.
At this time, all the students of Boothbarton immediately stood up to welcome the well-dressed Hibiscus Chinensis Dracul Harris.
It was not because the students were awed by the beauty of Hibiscus Chinensis, or because they were impressed by the new headmistress, who was originally just a female host. Besides, Headmistress Dracul was not very popular in the school, especially among the witches.
This was simply because, according to tradition, the students of Boothbarton were taught to stand at attention when the headmistress entered the room until the headmistress sat down, to show respect to the headmistress.
But today, Hibiscus, who officially took the stage as the new headmaster of Busbarton, seemed to be even more beautiful in her splendid attire. She wore an azure gown with half-open sleeves, and the skirt was sewn with a radial arrangement of roses that symbolized the United Kingdom. The three-dimensional roses were vivid and lifelike, as if they had grown naturally from the hem of the gown.
Compared to the previous female host of the TV station, Hibiscus Chinensis's style was more dignified and formal. However, her long silver hair, like a waterfall, was draped over her back and swayed like waves as she walked. Together with the undulating skirt, it was a perfect interpretation of passionate romanticism. She was so beautiful that it was intoxicating.
The new headmistress held her head high like a model walking on a runway and walked proudly and confidently to the podium. She turned around and let her skirt flutter as she faced her new students. Then she motioned for the witches to sit down, and then a slightly hoarse voice resounded in the auditorium. "Everyone here should be familiar with me. I graduated from Boothbarton Magic Academy, and I have a deep affection for this place. I feel honored to be the headmistress of the 700-year-old Boothbarton Magic Academy, but I also feel a heavy responsibility. But I am confident that I can lead Boothbarton Magic Academy to a more glorious future … First and foremost, today, His Excellency Allen Harris from Hogwarts will assist us in raising Boothbarton Magic Academy into a floating city."
Hibiscus Chinensis's sonorous voice paused, and the auditorium was filled with applause. The male witches looked at Hibiscus Chinensis on the podium and clapped enthusiastically. If Hibiscus Chinensis asked them to line up and jump into the fountain outside the door, they would not refuse. However, there were also the witches' whispers. They were whispering to the people sitting next to them. Hibiscus Chinensis clapped with them. She knew very well what they were talking about. The example of the floating city of Hogwarts was right in front of them. They were looking forward to it, but at the same time, they were angry because of Madame Maxim's departure.
"I have to thank my predecessor, who is also my headmistress. Madame Olim Maxim, who is now the minister of the French Ministry of Magic, for her preparations … So I invited her, who has just taken over the Ministry of Magic, to witness this historic moment that will forever belong to her. Now, let's go to the courtyard …"
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