It was precisely because Mr. Weasley loved Muggle and Muggle items that he was an anomaly among the Wizards of the Ministry of Magic.
In the eyes of other Wizards, this was a sign that he was not doing his job properly.
Lady Weasley often said that it was his obsession with the Muggle world that made it difficult for him to get promoted under Foggy's rule, but she had to admit that Mr. Weasley was a good person. At the same time, it was a chore to prohibit the misuse of Muggle items.
There were too many things they had to deal with, and they were too cumbersome, but the number of people was far from enough.
In fact, Mr. Weasley still had a lot of power to a certain extent, because he was responsible for all magic items related to Muggle in the world of magic. At this point in time, these kinds of Muggle items that had been enchanted with magic included almost everything.
In theory, Mr. Weasley had the right to search and deal with any Wizard who he thought was misusing Muggle items.
Everyone had some contraband items, especially a pure-blood Wizard family like the Malfoy Family, who could be found almost immediately.
Therefore, most of the Wizards of the Ministry of Magic were rather respectful to Mr. Weasley, and even Foggy had been very friendly before.
Of course, the situation had taken a sharp turn for the worse. Foggy thought that all of Dumbledore's friends were his enemies, but he really couldn't find a suitable position for Mr. Weasley, so he had no choice but to let him stay in this position.
"Dad likes this job!" Ginny sighed. "He's obsessed with Muggle things."
"Yes, Mom has tried to persuade him many times, but he never intends to give up. Percy thinks it's terrible …" Ron added.
He obviously thought it was terrible too, and his gaze swept across the shabby office with dissatisfaction.
In front of them were two desks crammed together, surrounded by overflowing filing cabinets along the walls, and bundles of papers piled precariously on top. There was scarcely room to move around the desks.
From the little available space on the wall, it was possible to see that Mr. Weasley had a special liking for some things: a few car advertisements, one of which was a picture of a disassembled engine, two illustrations of mailboxes that looked like he had cut them out of a Muggle children's book, and a diagram of how to install a socket.
Mr. Weasley's inbox was full. At the top was an elderly toaster who was burping unhappily.
In addition, there were also two empty leather gloves, which were fiddling with two thumbs.
Next to the inbox was a family photo of the Weasley family. Percy seemed to have walked out of the picture.
"Alright, children, it's a bit crowded with so many people squeezing in." Mr. Weasley said apologetically, "We just need to be patient. The Department of Magic and Law Enforcement is right next to us. They are going to hold the trial there."
"Dad, where's Percy's office?" Fred asked, leaning against the wall.
"Oh, he's on the first floor, outside the minister's office …" Mr. Weasley's expression was obviously a bit unnatural.
Elwyn heard that Percy barely greeted Mr. Weasley when he saw him in the Ministry of Magic, as if he did not know him.
In order to make his position clear, he had completely distanced himself from the Weasley family, and he had done it very thoroughly.
From this point of view, Percy was ambitious, and he had all the qualities of a good politician and official.
This was probably the direction that Lady Weasley had always wanted her children to develop, the result of elite education.
Only Percy carried out her will to the end. Although the others were excellent, they were too individualistic to work in the Ministry of Magic.
But who would have thought that he would be so decisive in this kind of thing …
"I'll prepare some tea for you. Before Elwyn and Harry finish their business, don't run around. Also, don't disturb Percy's work … "Mr. Weasley paused and obviously changed the topic," It's a bit stuffy here because there are no windows. We've asked, but they seem to think that we don't need it. Come on, sit down. Don't just stand there. "
He took out his wand and conjured a few shabby chairs around the desk. Elwyn barely squeezed himself in. They looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
Especially Ron and Ginny, they could not hide their disappointment. This was very different from what they had expected.
"I have a few copies of 'Devil's Advocate' here. It's a very interesting magazine. You can read it if you have nothing to do." Mr. Weasley was preparing tea for them. "I think the joke about the broom … Oh, what's this about?"
A note flew through the open door and slowly landed on the head of the continuously hiccuping toaster.
Mr. Weasley opened the note and read it out loud, "According to the report, there has been a fourth case of trash spitting out in Wimbledon. Please investigate as soon as possible. This is really strange. It's even worse than the previous toilet sewage backflow incident. "
Elwyn was in Mr. Weasley's office at the time. The situation was similar. This was probably how Mr. Weasley worked.
The so-called toilet sewage backflow incident was a series of magic pranks.
When the Muggle flushed the toilet, not only did the dirty things not disappear, but they also sprayed directly on their faces. Imagine that feeling.
"It's the pranksters of the Anti- Muggle. These guys are really troublesome," Mr. Weasley said.
"Won't the Aurors arrest them?" Harry asked.
"I hope they can all be arrested, but obviously not. This kind of trivial matter doesn't require the Aurors to take action. The ordinary Magic Law Enforcement Team can deal with it. Ah, children, this is Perkins. Let me explain. "
An old wizard with gray hair and a hunched back walked into the room, breathing heavily. He looked a little bashful.
He was the only employee of the Anti- Muggle Department other than Mr. Weasley.
"Arthur!" He panted and said anxiously, "Thank God you're here. I was worried about what to do. I didn't know if I should wait for you here. I just sent an owl to deliver a letter to your home, but you obviously didn't receive it. Ten minutes ago, an urgent message came … "
"I already know about the garbage in the dustbin," Mr. Weasley said. "I'll look into it in a moment."
"No, no, it's not about that. It's about Potter's trial. They want to combine Mason's questioning with Potter's trial, and they've changed the time and place. It's changed to eight o 'clock in Courtroom Ten down there."
"The tenth courtroom below?!" Mr. Weasley was stunned. "But they told me … Oh my God!"
He looked at his watch, exclaimed, and jumped up from his chair.
"Hurry up, Elwyn, Harry, we're late. We should have been there ten minutes ago!" He said anxiously, pulling the two of them and running out. "Perkins, help me take care of the others. We have to hurry now."
Sure enough, Foggy had tampered with the trial. If they didn't arrive, they could be treated as absent.
Foggy's plan was obvious. When the time came, he would directly fire Harry from Hogwarts and ban Elwyn's Hogwarts Magic Newspaper.
Even if Elwyn and Harry appealed, it could be delayed as much as possible.
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