Vol 2 Chapter 712: Little magic (sincere thanks to the lord Jiang Nannan,)

The shining drops of water from the fountain in the middle of the main hall of the Ministry of Magic splashed into the water. Allen, who had just taken the elevator from the Department of Mysteries, saw at a glance Gol? Gregory. His hair was short and stiff, and his arms were as long as a gorilla, and he looked very decadent and low now, unlike what he used to be proud of behind Malfoy.
Lun, who came out of the Magic Law Enforcement Department and joined Alan, also saw Gore following his younger brother's sight, "As long as Gregory is willing to accept persuasion, he can be free first, but he refused." Lun shrugged. Shrugged, "I know through dementia that he has scruples, worried that he accepts our Harris’s kindness, so he will be put back quickly and safely, and he will be suspected by his master, so he plans to stay in prison like this , On the contrary, it is safer. The conditions here are much better than those in Azkaban."
Allen nodded. He can fully understand Gore's choice. The Death Eaters' awe of Voldemort is beyond doubt. He spent this period in prison when he was not sure where the balance of victory would tilt. The turbulent days are also a wise choice.
"Father hasn't finished talking yet? Daisy hasn't come out either?" Seeing that there were only him and Lun, Allen questioned his brother.
"That African is very difficult, go to the minister's office to see the situation." Lenn also did not know the specific situation, can only suggest so.
When Allen and Lun passed through the paper airplane in the shuttle, and came near the office of the Minister of Magic, Rita Skeeter was wearing a pair of jeweled glasses, and one of his blonde hair was turned into a delicate curl. With his teeth bared and a smile that he thought was very charming, he stood in the hallway with his fingers spread out and beckoned desperately to Alan and Lun. Beside her stood a dark complexion, a broad nose and a thick thick face. She wears a pair of round gold earrings on her lips and ears, and a round blue hat on her round light head.
"Director Renn Harris and Professor Alan Harris, I'm so lucky to meet two of them." Rita Skeeter eagerly greeted him, leaning forward slightly, grasping with fat fingers. The crocodile leather handbag she was dangling on the left side of her body as she twisted her waist and put it on His Royal Highness Moon.
"This is Babajid Akinbad, the new president of the International Wizarding Federation. He just met with our Minister Irving Harris and Director Daisy, and he came out to meet two more. It is really lucky." Rita Skeeter said excitedly that she was called to witness the interview and report, and now she feels that the opportunity to enrich the content of her interview has arrived.
After Ellen, Lun, and Babajid Akinbad shook hands courteously, the two brothers wanted to enter the minister's office to meet their father and sister.
"Mr. Allen Harris, I don’t know if I have time to sit down? We are at the International Wizarding Federation, but we haven’t talked yet." Babajid Akinbad offered to invite, "Minister Owen and Dai Director West may be delayed for a while while still processing things in there."
"It's a great honor for the president to invite you. There is a small reception room next to the minister's office, and we can sit there." Allen did not refuse, he and Lun stayed alone after looking at each other.
The new president is in good fortune. Dumbledore was removed from all positions by Fudge for declaring the return of the mysterious man. Now, although the membership of the International Wizarding Federation has been restored, the president has been replaced by Babajid? Akinbad, if the new president made no mistakes, the president is still Babajid Akinbad, and Dumbledore has not been able to reinstate completely.
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, "Professor Harris, President Akinbad, please allow me to accompany. "
"There should be no place for shy people to listen to our conversation. Miss Skeeter should be able to join as long as you can report truthfully." Allen looked at Babajid Akinbad, "President, what do you think?"
Babajid? Akinbad was a little reluctant, but since Allen said so and refused, he didn’t know what the other party would write. He finally nodded and opened the door of the reception room for the others. Sitting separately on the sofa, Rita helped her glasses, her quill pen hung on the notebook spread out on her knees.
Babajid Akinbad saw the neatly arranged tea sets and tea bags in the cupboard. He turned his hands half a circle out of thin air and then pinched them together. He quickly made a series of gestures to the tea sets to make the brown The round-bellied teapot flew out of the cupboard and began to make tea.
Allen smiled and watched the other party making tea almost as if they were acting, while Rita pressed her lips with big red lipstick. In the strong tea fragrance, Babajid Akimba stretched out his hand to the already brewed tea cup steaming on the table, and invited Allen and Rita to taste it.
A cup of hot tea flew steadily into Allen's hands. Allen took a sip of the tea. The magic wand was an invention of Europe. African wizards and wizards did not use the magic wand as a useful tool until the last century. Therefore, in Vagado, where the opponent graduated, many spells were cast with fingers or gestures-but unlike the wandless spellcasting technique in Europe, the process of Vagado's gesture casting is much more cumbersome than magic wands. The time it takes to cast the same spell will be much longer than the time it takes to use the wand, which is why these Africans eventually started to use the wand.
Allen put down the tea cup, then applauded: "Wonderful craftsmanship. I heard that the Vagadou School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in Moon Hill, Uganda, Africa. It is the largest of all magic schools because it recruits people from all over Africa. A student of, my sister Daisy Harris is the director of the International Magic Cooperation Department. She had the honor to visit Vagado. She said there was a building outlined on the mountainside and shrouded in mist. The magnificent building sometimes looks like it is floating in mid-air."
"Thank you for your compliment. It has been nearly a thousand years since Vagadou was founded, only a short while later than when Hogwarts was founded. In Africa, although there have been many small magic schools in history, Vagadou Du is the only magic school that has withstood the test of time and has achieved an enviable international reputation." With a somewhat proud expression, Babajid Akinbad couldn’t wait to share his intentions with Ai. Lun said once, "Mr. Allen Harris, I just met with your father Minister Irving Harris. I have watched Minister Harris’s previous speech. In fact, you are also a member of the International Wizarding Federation. The warning sent to the British Ministry of Magic before was just a fixed process. We had no other meaning, let alone against the Harris family."
Allen nodded: "Maintaining the stability of the British magical world is our primary responsibility."
"Of course, we also hope to protect the lives and property of wizards. It's just that the British magical world is so well protected and hardly affected. The law and order is even better than before and makes people feel safer. This shows that you are completely There is extra power to care about the Muggle world and maintain the peace of Muggle society. After all, if Muggle society is turbulent, it will also have an impact on our magical world. If it is large and frequent, it is no less than in our magical world. The terrorist attack created." Babajid Akinbar paused, sorted out his thoughts, and tried to persuade Alan. He knew that this person’s position in the Harris family was the absolute core, the Harris family. The identity of future heir and leader is destined to have a vital influence on Secretary Irving Harris' decision-making.
Rita Skeeter's quill flicked and slid quickly on the notebook, Allen did not say anything, waiting for the other party to sort out his thoughts.
"I think the British Ministry of Magic can do better. In addition to taking care of the life and property of the wizards, it can also allocate part of its energy to maintain social peace in the Muggle world. Mr. Alan Harris, as an international wizard As a member of the Federation, I hope you can exert your influence and suggest that Mr. Owen Harris pay attention to the peace and stability of Muggle society." Finally, Babajid Aquimba said his request for Allen , He feels that he has both reason and reason. As the president of the International Wizarding Federation, Allen should perform the tasks assigned by him.
Allen shook his head and denied the other party's request: "President Babajid Aquimba, I think my father said very clearly in his speech, and I will also have this opinion. Everything is the ability of the British magical community. On the premise of being foolproof, we will use our spare capacity to ensure other things."
It doesn’t make sense to see Allen. Babajid Aquimba didn’t intend to delve into the small problems of the British goals, but he couldn’t help but get a little annoyed when he repeatedly hit the wall.
In 1750, the Federation was the "International Wizarding Federation". The "Secrecy Act" adds section 73, clarifying that every wizard management agency is responsible for hiding the magical world in its own jurisdiction, and violators will be disciplined by the Federation."
"Speaking of the "International Wizarding Federation Confidentiality Act," Mr. Babajid Akinba. We in the United Kingdom have always been the most steadfast enforcers of the secrecy law, and even the secrecy law itself was proposed by the United Kingdom. Recent events It’s also because those Death Eaters are active in Muggle society when they have to. We in the UK have never actively tried to expose the wizarding world. We have prevented most of the other’s sabotage, even if it was the hurricane. , Clearing out contradictions, clearing Muggle memories, and solving their problems." Allen did not give in as Babajid Akinba expected, but said with disdainful irony, "Babaji Mr. De Aquimba, your alma mater, the Vagado Magic School, has been accused of violating the secrecy law by using the convenience of your ability to cast spells with gestures since the enactment of the secrecy law in 1692. They cast spells in public in front of them. Once they were caught, they would use a powerful excuse to refute—"I just waved my hand and never wanted to dislocate their jaws. "And now there are only a dozen Animagus who have completed registration in the world, and your school is good at astronomy, alchemy, and self-transformation. Among them, there are many rumors that Vagadu has many 14-year-old students. You can become elephants and cheetahs at will, but no one has registered with the Ministry of Magic. What do you think about this, President Babajid Akinba?"
Babajid Akinba was annoyed for a while. Tu was caught in front of Alan by the other party’s painful foot and bite. Vagado’s things were actually trivial things, but the nature of being compared by the other party was different. While trying his best to protect the wizarding world from being exposed, his alma mater and the area under its jurisdiction are constantly taking the initiative to carry out these "exposure" behaviors. This makes Babaji, who was a bit uncomfortable and a bit unhappy because of the form but was made a big deal by the other party. De Akinba was even more annoyed.
And just when Babajid Aquimba wanted to answer, Allen just waved his hand, and the tea cups in front of Babajid Aquimba and Rita Skeet were full again. And Alan's own teacup had been cleaned and flew into the cupboard-this hand was much quicker than Babajid Akinbad's complicated gesture just now.
Then Allen stood up: "President Babajid Akinba, I don’t think you have made a mistake, given that you used our own mistakes in the UK last year to defeat those who wanted to break the confidentiality law. Principal Albus Dumbledore of Mr. Gettler Grindelwald took the position after he lost the post of President of the International Wizarding Federation due to misunderstanding. I suggest you to understand clearly in advance when you want to exercise your position. Let's act again. As the representative of the British wizarding community in the International Wizarding Federation, I am not directly under the jurisdiction of the president of the International Wizarding Federation. I can also initiate investigations and warnings against Vagado in the International Wizarding Federation. In fact, , You can recall what he did during his tenure as the former president of Dumbledore. He has been as active as you? Even with so many suspected exposure incidents in Vagado, you have your full trust. Don't listen to it, why didn't you wait to catch up with your predecessor's country as soon as you took office?"
"I think I and Babajid? Mr. Akinba, you have nothing to talk about." Allen doesn't want to be used by himself. Dumbledore's long-term inaction for other things after winning the post of International Wizarding Federation. Replied with Babajid Akinba, who was described as a despicable person by his own misleading words, he walked directly to the door, only before leaving the reception room, he turned his head and blinked at Rita Skeeter : "Ms. Skeeter, please forgive me for having to leave, but I don't want your report to be deliberately added, but I don't want any omissions."
Also keep Dumbledore in mind every day. In addition to Percy Parkinson and Harry Potter, since receiving Dumbledore's letter, he has always looked forward to being picked up by Dumbledore as soon as possible.
Finally arrived at the day agreed with Dumbledore, Harry had arrived at the tavern by the subway station~EbookFREE.me~ He held up the "Daily Prophet" and watched the news on it to pass the time. Where he could not see on the back of the newspaper, a black waitress with short curly hair and an explosive head in the tavern quietly looked at Harry, a regular customer, and then she walked up to Harry slightly nervously and found a topic. Asked: "Harry Potter, who is Harry Potter?"
Harry was a little surprised, put down the newspaper and replied: "No, he is no one. Maybe it's some idiot."
The beautiful waitress grabbed her grass green skirt: "Your newspaper is weird. I sweared to see the person in the photo moved the other night."
Harry asked awkwardly, "Really?"
"I guess I'm so tired from work." The waitress cast a wink at Harry and walked away swayingly.
It's just that Harry and the waitress had different expectations. He didn't pay attention to her seductive posture when he was better than Ginny. Harry's gaze was attracted by the word "magic" flashing outside the window, and he stood up. Slowly approached the window, and reached out to wipe away the mist from the window. There was a faint figure under the "Magic" letters on the billboard. After another train was speeding past, Harry finally saw clearly that it was the person he was looking forward to, whom he had made today-Albus Deng. Blido.
Harry happily put away the newspaper, and immediately left the tavern and came to Dumbledore's side, staring at the huge advertising poster posted on the wall with Dumbledore who had turned his back-this is a perfume billboard, vertical heart The slogan is written next to the seductive female celebrity photo: Tonight makealittle magic with yourman.