"Come in, come in, Minister!" Lady Weasley said frantically as she straightened her hat. "It's our honor to have you here. Sit down and have some turkey or pudding, I mean …"
Because she was too excited, she said turkey and pudding out of shape. She said it was a chicken and a patch.
"No need, no need, dear Molly," Scrimgeour said with a smile. "I didn't want to disturb you, but I wouldn't have come if Percy didn't want to see you so much …" Scrimgeour said with a smile as he looked around the table and nodded at everyone kindly.
"Oh, Percy!" Lady Weasley cried with tears in her eyes, standing on tiptoe to kiss him.
"You don't have to entertain me, Arthur. Just act like you usually do in the Ministry." Scrimgeour said to Mr. Weasley, whose expression was slightly stiff. He then shifted his gaze to Elwyn, who was next to him, as if sizing him up. "Ah, Elwyn, I didn't expect you to be here too. It's nice to see you. I still remember the night of the Quidditch World Cup two years ago. You left a deep impression on me."
"Hello, Mr. Minister!" Elwyn said.
"No need to be so polite, Elwyn. We're old friends."
This sentence sounded really familiar. Elwyn had been Foggy's most valued junior before, and they had a very good relationship.
But in the blink of an eye, when Elwyn said something that was not in Foggy's interest, he immediately became a deranged and abnormal child.
Scrimgeour was from Aurora. The last time they met, he had been indifferent to Elwyn, but after becoming the Minister of the Ministry of Magic, he quickly became a politician, a qualified politician. At the very least, in terms of getting close to someone, he was no less than Cornelly Foggy.
"Yes, Mr. Minister!" Elwyn said.
"Well, speaking of which, I happen to have something to tell you. If we meet here, I won't have to go to the Hogwarts," Scrimgeour said warmly. "It's like this. The Egyptian Ministry of Magic contacted us not long ago. They want to commend you and thank you for your contribution to the rescue of the Sun ruins."
"The Egyptian Ministry of Magic wants to commend me?" Elwyn asked. He hadn't expected this.
He had fainted in the Sun Ruins and was brought back by Sirius. Hence, he did not know how the subsequent events were handled. However, the battle between him and the ancient demonic scorpion was witnessed by thousands of Magi. With the cooperation of Elwyn and that fellow, the battle was earth-shattering!
The scene was too big, and the level of the battle was far beyond the level of an ordinary wizard, reaching the standard of a god.
When Elwyn thought about it later, he felt that he had been too high-profile at that time.
This was not his style. He was such a low-key person …
"Yes, the Egyptian Ministry of Magic wants you to visit Egypt again when you have time. They want to award you with a medal," Scrimgeour said. "We got the whole story from them, and the things you did. To tell you the truth, I never thought … It's amazing. Not many wizards can do these things. I knew you would achieve extraordinary things, and you really didn't let me down. No, what you did was far beyond my imagination. No wonder you're Dumbledore's successor. "
"Thank you for your compliment, Mr. Minister!" Elwyn said modestly. "I'm actually a lot worse than the headmaster."
His explanation was useless. After Scrimgeour's speech, the atmosphere around the table changed noticeably.
Everyone's eyes moved from Scrimgeour to Elwyn. Everyone here more or less knew that he had been to Egypt last summer and saved many people in an emergency, but they did not expect that the minister would give him such a high praise.
Everyone knew that Elwyn was very powerful, and he had proved himself. However, maybe they were already familiar with him, or maybe Elwyn was too low-key, so they did not feel anything when they talked to him. Now that the minister of the Ministry of Magic had said it in person, the feeling was obviously different.
Only Hermione nudged Elwyn with her leg under the table. What did Scrimgeour mean by saying this in the Shack?!
He could not have come here just to praise Elwyn. No matter how she thought about it, it was very unusual.
"You're so modest, but you can't deny your contribution to the peace of the magic world," Scrimgeour said with a smile. "By the way, the Ministry has been studying recently. In view of your contribution, we're considering applying for a first-class medal of Sir Merlin Regiment for you."
"Oh my god!" Everyone became excited all of a sudden, and the way they looked at Elwyn was obviously different.
A first-class medal of Sir Merlin Regiment was the highest honor a wizard could receive, and it was very rare.
Every wizard who received a first-class medal of Sir Merlin Regiment was either a publicly recognized great wizard like Dumbledore, or they had made amazing contributions in a certain field or some major event. Wizards who could receive a first-class medal of Sir Merlin Regiment were the elites of the elites, and it was something that could be bragged about for a lifetime.
The key was that Elwyn had received a second-class medal of Sir Merlin Regiment before, for capturing Dwarf Peter.
He had received a second-class medal at that time mainly because the incident was very big, and almost all the wizards in the world were paying attention to it, so he had to put on an act.
For a young wizard who was still a student, it was already an unimaginable honor.
Now, Scrimgeour was going to give him another, and it was the highest first-class medal. What was he trying to do?!
If Elwyn really received a first-class medal of Sir Merlin Regiment, the whole world of magic would definitely go crazy and fall into an unprecedented heated discussion.
At that time, the title of Dumbledore's successor, the rising great wizard, and so on, could be considered to be real.
This was in the interest of Scrimgeour and the Ministry of Magic. As long as Elwyn was good enough, a first-class medal of Sir Merlin Regiment could divert the public's attention and criticism from the Ministry of Magic. By focusing on him, he could also establish himself as a war hero.
In the current situation, both the Ministry of Magic and the general public hoped for a hero who could defeat Lord Voldemort.
Dumbledore was old and needed a new successor, a wizard who was even stronger than Lord Voldemort.
It was a good plan, but the only problem was that Elwyn was too young. He was only 15 years old this year. He had done many great things, and everyone believed that he would become a powerful wizard like Dumbledore and Lord Voldemort in the future, but certainly not now. He still needed time to grow.
No one really believed that a 15-year-old Elwyn could defeat Lord Voldemort now. That was too unrealistic.
At most, he would be evaluated about the same as Tom Riddle when he was studying at the Hogwarts, which was normal.
However, this did not contradict Scrimgeour's plan to promote Elwyn. On the contrary, Scrimgeour could also use this to make Elwyn join the Ministry of Magic.
He would give Elwyn unimaginable glory and use this to control him.
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