The fountain in the middle of the Ministry of Magic's main hall splashed into the water. Allen, who had just taken the elevator out of the Department of Mysterious Affairs, immediately saw Gore walking out of the row of golden doors at the end of the main hall. Gregory. His hair was short and stiff, and his arms were as long as a gorilla's. Unlike the arrogant look he had when he followed behind Malfoy, he now looked very decadent and depressed.
Lunn, who came out of the Magical Law Enforcement Department and met up with Allen, followed his brother's gaze and saw Gore. "As long as Gregory is willing to accept the persuasion, he can be the first to regain his freedom, but he refused." Lunn shrugged. "I know through the Mind Extraction that he has scruples. He is worried that if he accepts the kindness of our Harris and is released quickly and safely, he will be suspected by his master. So he intends to stay in prison like this. It's safer. The conditions here are much better than Azkaban."
Allen nodded. He could fully understand Gore's choice. The Death Eaters' reverence for the Lord Voldemort was unquestionable. When it was not certain which side the scales of victory would tilt towards, it was also a wise choice to spend these turbulent days in prison.
"Father hasn't finished talking yet? Daisy hasn't come out either? "Seeing that only he and Lunn were here, Allen asked his brother.
"That African is quite difficult to deal with. Let's go to the minister's office and see what's going on." Lunn was not clear about the specific situation and could only suggest so.
Allen and Lunn passed through the shuttling paper airplanes and came near the minister's office of the Ministry of Magic. Wearing a pair of jeweled glasses, her blond hair was finely curled, and her teeth were bared in a smile that she thought was charming. Standing in the corridor, she waved desperately at Allen and Lunn with open fingers. Beside her stood a dark-skinned man with a wide flat nose and thick lips, a pair of round gold earrings in his ears, and a round blue hat on his bald head.
"Lunn? Director Harris, Allen? Professor Harris, I'm so lucky to meet the two of you. "Rita? Skeet could not wait to greet them. She leaned forward slightly, and the crocodile leather handbag held by her fat fingers swayed on the left side of her body as she twisted her waist.
"This is the new president of the International Union of Wizards and Wizards, Babagid? Aginbad, he just met with our Owen? Department Head Harris and Department Head Daisy are meeting each other, and I'm so lucky to meet the two of you. " Skeeter said excitedly. She had been asked to witness and report on the interview, and now she felt she had another opportunity to enrich her interview.
Allen, Lunn, and Babagid..... After Akinbad politely shook hands with him, the two brothers wanted to enter the minister's office to meet their father and sister.
.......... Mr. Harris, I wonder if you have time to sit down for a while? We're both members of the International Union of Wizards and Wizards, but we haven't talked yet. " Aginbad took the initiative to invite him. "Director Owen and Director Daisy are still dealing with things inside. It may take a while."
"I'm honored to have the president invite us. There's a small reception room next to the director's office. We can sit there for a while." Allen did not refuse. He and Lunn looked at each other and stayed alone.
The new president in front of them was lucky. Dumbledore had been relieved of all his positions by Foggy because of his declaration of the return of the Mystery Man. Although his membership in the International Union of Wizards and Wizards had been restored, the president had been replaced by Babagid Aginbad. Akinbad. If the new president didn't make any mistakes, would the president still be Babagid? Aginbad, Dumbledore had not been fully reinstated.
Allen led the way, and they walked to the reception room. Rita took the initiative to follow behind. When Allen looked at her, she smiled awkwardly. "Professor Harris, President Aginbad, please allow me to accompany you."
"Our conversation shouldn't be taboo. Miss Skeet should be able to join as long as you can report truthfully." Allen looked at Babagid Aginbad. "What do you think, President?" Aginbad asked.
Babagid Aginbad? Although Akinbad was a little reluctant, he didn't know what Allen would write if he still refused. In the end, he nodded and pushed the door of the reception room open for the others. The three of them sat on the sofa. Rita adjusted her glasses. Her quill was hovering over the notebook that was spread open on her lap.
Babagid Aginbad? Aginbad saw the tea sets and tea bags neatly arranged in the cupboard. His hand turned in a half circle, then pinched together, and quickly made a series of gestures to the tea sets. The brown, round-bellied teapot flew out of the cupboard and began to make tea.
Allen smiled as he watched Aginbad make tea almost as if he was performing, while Rita pursed her lips with bright red lipstick. Amidst the strong fragrance of tea, Babagid Aginbad made tea. Allen and Rita reached out to the steaming teacups on the table, inviting Allen and Rita to have a taste.
A cup of hot tea flew steadily into Allen's hand. Allen took a sip of the tea. The wand was a European invention. African wizards and sorcerers did not use the wand as a useful tool until the last century. Therefore, in Ouagadou, the Magic Academy where the other party graduated from, many charms were cast by using fingers or gestures. But unlike the European techniques of casting spells without a wand, the gestural process of casting spells in Ouagadou was much more cumbersome than that of a wand. It took much more time to cast the same spell than it did to cast it with a wand. This was also the reason why these Africans eventually began to use wands.
Allen put down the teacup and then applauded. "Wonderful skills. I heard that the Ouagadou Magic School in Mount Moon, Uganda, Africa, is the largest of all magic schools because it recruits students from all over Africa. My sister Daisy Harris, the Director of the International Fellowship of the International Academy of Sciences. Harris, the director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation, had the honor of visiting Wagadu, where she said she could see a magnificent building outlined on the mountainside, shrouded in mist, which sometimes seemed to float in the air. "
"Thank you for your praise. Ouagadou was founded nearly a thousand years ago, only a little later than Hogwarts. In Africa, although there have been many small magic schools in history, Ouagadou is the only magic school that has withstood the test of time and achieved an enviable international reputation. "He finished his polite words with a proud expression. Babagid? Babagid? Aginbad couldn't wait to tell Allen his intentions again. "Mr. Allen Harris, I just met with your father, Owen Harris. I met with Minister Harris. I watched Minister Harris's previous speech. In fact, you are also a member of the International Union of Wizards and Wizards, so you should know very well that the warning sent to the British Ministry of Magic was just a routine. We have no other intentions, and we don't want to go against the Family Harris. "
Allen nodded. "Maintaining the stability of the British magic world is our primary duty. “
"Of course, we also hope to protect the lives and property of the wizards. It's just that the British magic world is so well protected that it has hardly been affected. The security is even better than before, and people feel more secure. This shows that you have extra power to care about the Muggle world and maintain the peace of the Muggle society. After all, if the Muggle society is in turmoil, it will also have an impact on our magic world. If the scope and frequency of it is large, it will be no less than a terrorist attack in our magic world. " Allen paused, sorted out his thoughts, and tried to persuade him. He knew that the person in front of him was the absolute core of Family Harris. As the future heir of Family Harris and the leader, he was destined to be able to deal with Owen Harris. Harris's decision had a crucial impact.
Rita? Skeet's quill danced quickly on the notebook. Allen didn't say anything and waited for the other party to sort out his thoughts.
"I think the British Ministry of Magic can do a better job. Besides taking care of the lives and property of the wizards, they can also spare some energy to maintain the social peace of the Muggle world. Allen? Mr. Harris, as a member of the International Union of Wizards and Wizards, I hope you can use your influence to advise Owen Harris. Mr. Harris, please pay attention to the peace and stability of the Muggle society. "Finally, Babagid Khan said, Finally, Akinba said his request to Allen. He felt that he was reasonable. As the president of the International Union of Wizards and Wizards, Allen should carry out his task.
Allen shook his head and rejected the other party's request. "Babagid? President Akinba, I think my father made it very clear in his speech, and I will also agree with him. Everything is under the premise that the British magic world is safe. We will spare no effort to ensure other things. "
Seeing that Allen couldn't make any sense, Babagid? Originally, Akinba didn't intend to delve into the small problem of the British goal, but he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed and said in a bureaucratic tone, "In 1750, the Union added Article 73 to the Secret Act of the International Union of Wizards and Wizards, making it clear that every wizard administration has to be responsible for hiding the magic world under its jurisdiction, and violators will be punished by the Union."
"Speaking of the Secret Act of the International Union of Wizards and Wizards, Babagid Akinba. Mr. Akinba. We, the United Kingdom, have always been the staunchest enforcer of the Secret Act. Even the Secret Act itself was proposed by the United Kingdom. The recent incident was also because the Death Eaters were forced to act in the Muggle society. We, the United Kingdom, have never taken the initiative to expose the Wizard World. We have prevented most of the other party's destructive actions. Even during that hurricane, the Ministry of Magic did the best job of cleaning up the mess, eliminating conflicts, erasing the Muggles' memories, and solving their problems. " Akinba didn't yield as expected. Instead, he showed a disdainful look and said sarcastically, "Babagid? Mr. Akimba, your alma mater, the Wagadoo School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, has been accused of violating the Act of Secrecy by using your ability to cast spells in public in front of Muggles since the Act of Secrecy was enacted in 1692. Once they were caught, they would use a very strong excuse to refute — "I just waved my hand. I never meant to dislocate their jaws." Currently, there are only a dozen or so Animagus students in the world who have completed their registration. Your school specializes in astronomy, alchemy, and self-transformation. In the area of self-transformation, there are many rumors that many fourteen-year-old students in Ouagadou are able to transform into elephants and cheetahs at will. However, no one has gone to the Ministry of Magic to register. President Akinba, what do you think? "
Babagid? Akinba was annoyed that he had been caught red-handed in front of Alan. What happened to Wagadu was actually a small matter, but it was different in nature when compared with the other party. England was trying its best to protect the wizarding world from being exposed, but his alma mater and the area under its jurisdiction were constantly taking the initiative to carry out these "exposing" activities. This made Babagid, who was originally a little unhappy because he had been made a fuss by the other party and suffered a hidden loss because of the formalities. Akinba was even more annoyed.
And right before Babagid? When Akinba was about to organize his words to answer, Allen just waved his hand. Babagid? Akinba and Rita? Skeeter's teacup was filled again, and Alan's own had been cleaned and sent flying back to the cupboard — a better move than Babagid Potter's. Aginba's complicated gestures were much faster.
Then Allen stood up and said, "Babagid? President Akinba, I don't think you're mistaken about one thing. You took advantage of our own mistakes last year to defeat Gatler Grayson, who wanted to break the secrecy law. Mr. Grindelwald's Albus? Headmaster Dumbledore was misunderstood and lost his position as president of the International Union of Wizards and Wizards. I suggest you understand in advance before you exercise your authority. As the representative of the British wizarding world in the International Union of Wizards and Wizards, I'm not directly under the jurisdiction of the president of the International Union of Wizards and Wizards. I can also launch an investigation and warning action against Wagadu in the International Union of Wizards and Wizards. In fact, you can recall what the former president Dumbledore did when he was in office. Was he as active as you? Even when your Wagadu was suspected of being exposed, he gave you full trust and ignored you. Why are you so eager to set your sights on your predecessor's country as soon as you take office? "
"I think I and Babagid? Mr. Akinba, you have nothing to talk about. " Allen didn't want to use Dumbledore's long-term inaction after he became the president of the International Union of Wizards and Wizards, and Babagid, who he had deliberately misled and described as a despicable person by his words, to describe Dumbledore as a despicable person. He walked out of the door, but before he left the reception room, he turned his head to look at Rita Rosen. "Ms. Kitt, please forgive me for having to leave, but I don't want your report to be deliberately exaggerated, but I also don't want there to be any deletions."
Dumbledore was also in his heart every day, except for Parsi Parkinson. Parkinson's, and Harry's. Ever since he received Dumbledore's letter, he had been looking forward to being picked up by Dumbledore as soon as possible.
Finally, on the day of the appointment with Dumbledore, Harry came early to the tavern next to the subway station. He held up the Daily Prophet and read the news on it to pass the time. On the back of the newspaper, where he couldn't see, a black waitress with short curly hair quietly sized up Harry, a regular customer. Then she walked up to Harry a little nervously and asked, "Harry Potter, who is Harry Potter?"
Harry was a little surprised. He put down the newspaper and replied, "No, he's nobody. Maybe he's some nerd. "
The pretty waitress tugged at her short grass-green skirt. "Your newspaper is weird. A few nights ago, I swear I saw the person in the photo move."
Harry asked awkwardly, "Really?"
"I'm probably too tired to see it." The waitress winked at Harry and swayed away.
But unlike what the waitress had expected, Harry didn't notice her seductive posture. Harry's gaze was attracted by the word "magic" flashing outside the window. He stood up and slowly approached the window to wipe away the mist. There was a vague figure under the words "magic" on the billboard. After another train sped by, Harry finally saw it clearly. It was the person he had been looking forward to meeting today — Abusi. Dumbledore.
Delighted, Harry put away the newspaper and immediately left the tavern to Dumbledore's side. Together with Dumbledore, who had already turned his back, they stared at the huge poster on the wall. It was a perfume billboard with a picture of a seductive female celebrity in the center and the slogan: "Do some magic with your man tonight.
Man.
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