Chapter 1467

In the new Ministry of Magic building located in Spiral Town, the arrangement of its office area basically continued the original distribution pattern in London's underground.

Although many former employees of the Ministry of Magic secretly left and took refuge during the previous attack, so many departments have temporarily fallen into a state of shutdown. However, after temporarily dispatching several department members who were not very important during the war to other offices for supplementary work, the work of the Ministry of Magic has barely resumed operation.

Of course, the situation is definitely not good.

Maca followed Jayden, a back-office employee who hurried around the town and finally found him, in the somewhat empty building, walking up the spiral staircase.

It can be seen that since the magic elevator has not been opened yet, the few members of the Ministry of Magic who go up and down the stairs basically rely on brooms to fly in the middle for convenience.

Because the main body of this building is a "back"-shaped building, the offices are all around, and the middle is completely empty from the lobby to the top. Therefore, when the magic elevator cannot be used, the flying one is indeed extremely convenient.

"Jaden, don't we use broomsticks?"

After Maca asked this question, Jayden, who was walking in front, immediately turned around and said apologetically:

"I'm sorry, Mr. McLean! I'm really sorry...Actually, I don't seem to be born with flying magic tools like broomsticks. When I was still in Hogwarts, I tried five times in flying class, As a result, I broke all five broken bones... So, I will never ride a broom from then on.”

"Oh, so miserable?"

After hearing this, Maca shook her head dumbfounded.

"I thought you had some special reason for asking me to follow you up the stairs...Well, but having said that, your reason seems to be special enough!"

Saying so, Maca waved his hand suddenly, and directly led the other party up the spiral staircase.

Then, Jayden, who was completely unaccustomed to flying, rushed towards the highest floor of the building like a firebolt amidst the howls of "Aww".

In the blink of an eye, Maca fell down the corridor on the top floor, and then put Jayden, whose legs had softened into spaghetti, back to the ground.

"You can rest here for a while! I can go to the minister's room by myself."

Having said that, Maca no longer cared about Jayden, who described the very common fear of heights in an extremely subtle way, and walked straight to the office of the Minister of Magic not far away.

"Boom boom."

"Who!"

Hearing the voice of Scrimgeour who immediately shouted out after the knock on the door, Maca nodded secretly knowingly.

Originally, he already had some doubts about the reason why the other party called him in such a hurry, but now that he heard the other party shouting like this, he could roughly determine why Scrimgeour wanted him to come here.

So, Maca didn't answer any more, but directly opened the office door with a wave of his backhand.

"Ah! Who"

In Scrimgeour's inexplicably low voice mixed with panic, Maca walked in through the door step by step, and then closed the door behind him.

"Didn't you call me here? Who else? Hai Erbo?"

"Oh,

McLean... Don't, don't, don't mention that name here, can you... Didn't you say that ancient wizards are very good at name magic? Saying his name here, will he be recruited? "

Seeing Scrimgeour's restless appearance, Maca couldn't help but said expressionlessly:

"Yes, I guess it will come soon."

"Then what to do? What to do... hide... no, it's useless to hide..."

Hearing what Maca said, Scrimgeour immediately became a mess, standing up for a while and going down again. At first, he wanted to find a place to hide, but soon gave up. He just held the wand tightly in his hand and looked towards the door with a livid face.

Maca looked angry and funny, and simply sat down on his desk, then reached out and snatched his wand, and threw it on the table.

"Okay, don't worry about it...Even if Hai Erbo will come, do you think he will come in through the door honestly?"

After a short pause, he sat on the table, sighed and said:

"Mr. Scrimgeour, tell me! You came to me suddenly this time... because you intend to resign from your post, and you shouldn't be the Minister of Magic?"

"Eh?" Scrimgeour, who had just recovered from his senses, was suddenly surprised, "How do you know?"

To be honest, Maca originally thought that Scrimgeour was a more stable type, because he didn't usually talk much, and usually he didn't like nonsense.

But now it seems that too much pressure will also change people's personality drastically.

Scrimgeour, who was already mediocre in coordinating the overall situation, could be said to be savoring his own powerlessness all the time amidst such a catastrophe and chaos.

But he is the Minister of Magic after all, even though Lupine and Kingsley have helped him share most of the various combat and asylum matters. However, there are still many things in the Ministry of Magic that need to be deployed and handled by him and the staff of the Minister's Back Office.

The chaos of the recent period, as well as the large-scale move out of London, really caused him to accumulate a lot of physical exhaustion and mental pressure.

Up to now, Scrimgeour, who appears to be resolute on the surface, is actually not strong on the inside. To be honest, he is close to collapse.

As far as Scrimgeour's personal situation is concerned, Maca can see everything from the commotion just now.

"Say it first! I will definitely not take over the position of 'Minister of Magic'." Maca was talking, and when he saw that the other party was about to speak, he immediately waved his hand to stop him from speaking, "But, you If it's really irrelevant, it's not impossible... I'll let Kingsley replace you..."

"But you have to remember, once you voluntarily resign, you will never be able to sit in this position again!"

"No, no, I don't want it anymore. I don't want any honor or power... I have already realized very clearly that this chair is definitely not stable with my tiny ability."

"alright!"

When Maca heard this, she could only shrug her shoulders and said:

"Go and call Kingsley over! Although I don't think it's a problem for him to take over, I still have to listen to his own opinion. After all, this is considered to be in danger, and he should have his own The right to choose."

Hearing what Maca said, Scrimgeour had no objections, so he immediately ran out of the back office next door and asked someone to go to Kingsley.

"Hmm..." Maca sat on the minister's desk, but couldn't help but looked at the open door and shook his head, "But if I have to say it, it doesn't matter whether you change people or not..."