Chapter 1068 ? Don't Think of People as a Whole

"The question raised by Mr. Wiggswald, as a representative of the British branch of the International Federation of Wizards, I am not suitable to explain it to you unilaterally here now..." Allen looked around at these wizards who were almost breath-holding, and replied , "The issues raised by the book "Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone", just like what you said, Mr. Wiggswald, the International Federation of Wizards will hold a meeting in the International Department of Magical Cooperation later. The meeting discusses this matter, please refer to the final explanation announced after the meeting, so let’s stop here for today.” Allen pressed his hands down, gave the meeting manager Percy a look, and turned to look Go to the elevator.

Percy immediately bowed slightly knowingly and ran forward to announce the end. Together with the Aurors who were maintaining order on the side, they blocked the reporters who were very emotional as if they had been beaten by chicken blood-especially those behind the scenes and pure The reporters linked to the blood family have already thought about the news headlines. They believe that this is Harris trying to evade the mistakes they made and want to shirk responsibility.

With the sound of tinkling and clicking, an elevator landed in front of Alan, the golden fence door slid open gently, and Alan stepped in. In this empty space, he tidied himself up. robe, and threw the newly harvested Merlin Medal into the space,

The elevator slowly ascended until an indifferent female voice rang out: "The fifth floor is the Department of International Magic Cooperation, including the International Magic Trade Standards Association, the International Magic Law Office, and the British seat of the International Federation of Magicians."

The door opened, and a few notes flew in, flying around the light above the elevator, causing the light to flicker. Allen walked out of the elevator and walked directly to the conference room at the innermost end of the corridor. The door was pushed open instantly when Allen approached, and Allen walked in with his head held high.

At this time, the meeting has not yet started. In this gorgeous conference room, wizards wearing various costumes gathered in twos and threes to talk. Allen looked around and found that his father Owen was standing and talking with an unusually tall lady.

Allen's keen Legilimency made him discover that many hostile eyes were betting on him when he first entered the door. This is not surprising. Harris made the already powerful British magic world rise stronger And its reforms in education have offended many pure-blood families, and the Ministry of Magic in most countries is controlled by these traditional pure-blood families.

Only some small countries that are too weak to survive among the various magical powers can't wait to salute Alan after seeing him come in-just like they do to other big countries.

Approaching his father, the lady who was about Hagrid's height also turned and smiled at Ellen. She had an olive face, a pair of big black watery eyes, her hair was combed back, and she was wrapped from head to toe. Dressed in a black satin dress, with many rich opals.

She is Mrs. Olim Maxime, the principal of the Beauxbaton School of Magic, and she is wearing the emblem representing the French Ministry of Magic on her chest at this time.

The iconic elements of the French tricolor, cockade and Phrygian cap appear in the emblem. It is wrapped by complex lace and is composed of a French black-haired lady in a black robe. There is the number 1790 on the top, which represents the establishment of the French Ministry of Magic. During the French Revolution in 1790, and at the bottom is the motto of the French Ministry of Magic - "Casting, Casting, Summoning" ("Incanté, Envouté, Conjuré"), which is the same as the motto of the French Muggle government "Liberty, Equality, Fraternity". "("ernité") is very similar.

"It's a pity we didn't talk too much at Albert's wedding, Alan." This unusual woman with half-giant blood,

Putting away his smile at Allen, he whispered solemnly, "France will support Britain in the voting process in this incident, but it seems that Alan, you want to convince everyone...it's not easy."

"Thank you for your support..." Alan bowed slightly to the female half-blood giant, and then he seemed relaxed, "When is your wedding with Hagrid? We can make up for it then..."

"It depends on Ruburt." Madam Maxim blushed a little, but she still responded gracefully, and then she glanced at Owen and Allen, "You father and son must have more important matters to discuss , let's talk when it's over."

Harris and his son quickly bowed and watched Mrs. Maxim walk into a group of lady representatives.

Allen looked back at his father and asked, "Father, where is the French Ministry of Magic?... In my original understanding, France, whether it is Muggles or the wizarding world, is not very good at dealing with us in Britain..."

"Alan, I can't help you much...she won't help you..." Owen raised his hand and straightened his son's wrinkled clothes on his shoulders, "I asked Daisy to file a complaint with the French Ministry of Magic. One condition, when France needs it, our Aurors who are stronger in combat will provide security for these French wizards who are more focused on fashion and perfume, and this time the representatives of France-they sent Madame Maxime Come here, from this point of view, this also means that the French Ministry of Magic has agreed to my offer... In addition, the United States is a bit difficult to deal with, and their internal opinions are not unified, but after giving some tariff benefits, they seem to be at least in the end. Neutral." Owen pointed to a 60-year-old tall and thin wizard with a sharp nose and big glasses on the other side of the circular venue, "That's Leonard Knox, the representative of the United States, he just came to say hello to me and said he knew you. "

"Oh, yes father, I stayed at his house when I went to the United States with Professor Flitwick in my second year... I thought he had retired." Allen looked at Professor Flitwick's friend, who seemed to have noticed His gaze also nodded to Alan, and after Alan waved his hands as a response, he turned his gaze back to his father, "But father, we don't need to be so troublesome, most countries are bullying the weak and fearing the evil... Now this kind of Just be tougher in the situation and let them know that they are not capable of implementing those treaties..."

"Alan, there is not much I can teach you..." Owen clasped his hands in front of him, and said in a low voice, "but it can make things easier. Why don't we do it? Don't put people Think of it as a whole...everyone of them is alive, and everyone has their own thoughts...this is a little bit of my experience after living for so many years."

Allen nodded: "Thank you father, this is very useful..."

As time went by, more and more wizards entered the meeting room of the International Magic Cooperation Department, and the noise in the hall became more and more intense.

Representatives of the Ministry of Magic from all over the world dressed in their own cultural costumes gathered in the hall and chatted wantonly.

The costumes of these wizards are obviously more unrestrained and free than their Muggle compatriots in their respective countries. The most eye-catching is the wizard from Panama. No one can get close to him. He seems to be a male bird with its tail feathers blooming , the long feathers on his back spread out into a circle to wrap his back, and the top of his head, shoulders and neck are decorated with feathers of various colors based on orange.

"Among our group, we turn a blind eye to someone who violates the Statute of Secrecy, threatening to expose the entire wizarding world." A middle-aged man with a beard, thick eyebrows, and half-bald head wearing a red waistcoat with a strong ethnic flavor The young wizard said plausibly to the wizards around him, and there was a second-class Merlin Medal pinned to his suit pocket on his chest.

"President Akinbad, I think Mr. Obalonsk is right... You are our leader..." An Indian wizard dressed in a hand-painted pattern and embroidered with gold thread as the embellishment of "Badi", With exotic English, he deliberately loudly said to Babajid Akinbad, the president of the International Federation of Wizards, "Please be sure to support the sanctions against countries and wizards who violate the "Secrecy Act" so that they can get lesson."

"High Priest Kusrapari...We will punish countries and regimes that violate the law accordingly." Babajid, who was covered in green kanga from his chest to his toes, stood on a higher rostrum Shang glanced condescendingly at the Indian wizard who had just spoken.

"Alan, that bald man is Bulgaria's Minister of Magic, the disgusting Obalonsk...his wife is a member of the Monte family, so this henpecked guy keeps making trouble for me..." Owen moved closer again Allen said in a low voice, "Bulgaria is becoming more and more unstable, but he still doesn't want to miss the opportunity to be unfavorable to Britain..."

Following Owen's gaze, the Indian wizard seemed to have said something funny to Obalonsk with a smile on his face. This made the Bulgarian Minister of Magic laugh and slap the opponent on the shoulder vigorously. Next-but this seems to have aroused Kusrapari's dissatisfaction. Allen noticed that the Indian wizard used a clean-up on his shoulder wand when the other party was not paying attention.

Later, with the reminder of the bell from the Ministry of Magic, Babajid Akinbad raised his hand to check the time, tidied up Buddy on his body, and walked towards the first podium at the top of the middle of the hall . Noticing his actions, the discussion in the hall gradually subsided, and gradually became quiet.