Chapter 712 Little Magic

Shiny 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 come out of the elevator from the Department of Mysteries, saw Gore coming out of the row of golden doors at the end of the main hall. Gregory. His hair was short and stiff, and his arms were as long as an orangutan. Unlike the high-spirited appearance behind Malfoy, he now looked very depressed and depressed.

Lun, who came out of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement and joined Allen, followed his brother's line of sight and saw Goyle, "As long as Gregory is willing to accept the persuasion, he can be the first to be free, but he refused." Lun shrugged Shrugged, "I know through Legilimency that he has scruples, worried that he would be suspected by his master if he accepts our Harris' kindness and is sent back quickly and safely, so he intends to stay in prison like this , but safer, the conditions here are much better than in Azkaban."

Allen nodded. He can fully understand Goyle's choice. The Death Eaters' reverence for Voldemort is unquestionable. When it is uncertain which side the balance of victory will tilt, spending this period in prison Stormy days are also a wise choice.

"Father hasn't finished talking yet? Daisy hasn't come out yet?" Seeing that he and Lun were the only ones here, Alan asked his brother a question.

"That African man is quite difficult to deal with. Go to the minister's office to check the situation." Lun didn't know the specific situation, so he could only suggest this.

Allen and Lun passed through the non-stop paper airplanes, and when they arrived near the office of the Minister of Magic, Rita Skeeter was wearing a pair of jeweled glasses, and her blonde hair was pulled into a big curl. With her teeth bared, she burst into a smile that she thought she was charming. Standing in the corridor, she waved desperately to Allen and Lun with her fingers. There are a pair of round gold earrings on her lips and ears, and a small round blue hat on her round bald head.

"Director Len Harris and Professor Alan Harris, I am so lucky to have met you two." Rita Skeeter couldn't wait to meet her, her body leaning forward slightly, her fat fingers grabbing The crocodile leather handbag she was wearing dangled on the left side of her body as she twisted her waist and put it on the highness moon.

"This is Babajid Akinbad, the new president of the International Federation of Wizards. He just met our Minister Owen Harris and Director Daisy. He was so lucky to meet two more when he came out." Rita Skeeter said excitedly that she was called to witness and report on this interview, and now she feels that the opportunity to enrich her interview has come again.

After Allen, Lun and Babajid Akinbad shook hands politely, the two brothers wanted to enter the minister's office to meet their father and sister.

"Mr. Alan Harris, do you have time to sit down? We are in the International Federation of Wizards, but we haven't talked yet." Babajid Akinbad took the initiative to invite, "Minister Owen and Dai Director Xi is still processing things inside and may be delayed for a while."

"It's an honor to invite the president. There is a small reception room next to the minister's office. We can sit there for a while." Allen didn't refuse, and he and Lun exchanged glances and stayed alone.

The new president in front of him has a good fortune. Dumbledore was dismissed from all positions by Fudge because he announced the return of the mysterious man. Now, although he has resumed his membership of the International Federation of Wizards, the president has been replaced by Babajid? Aginbad, in the case that the new president made no mistakes, the president is still Babajid Akinbad, and Dumbledore has not been fully reinstated.

Allen led the way, and they walked to the reception room, Rita followed behind, smiling when Allen looked at her, "Professor Harris, President Akinbad, please allow me to accompany you. "

"There should be no taboo in our conversation. Miss Skeeter should be able to join, as long as you can report it truthfully." Allen looked at Babajid Akinbad,

"President, what do you think?"

Babajid Akinbad was somewhat reluctant, but since Alan said so and refused, he didn't know what the other party would say. He finally nodded and opened the door of the reception room for the others. The three of them Sitting separately on the sofa, Rita adjusted her glasses, and her quill pen hung on the notebook spread out on her lap.

Babajid Akinbad saw the neatly arranged tea sets and tea bags in the cupboard. His hands turned half a circle out of nowhere and squeezed them together. He quickly made a series of gestures to the tea sets, making the brown The round-bellied teapot flew up from the cupboard and started making tea.

Allen smiled and watched the other party make tea almost as if performing, while Rita sipped her lips with bright red lipstick. Amid the strong aroma of tea, Babajid Akimba stretched out his hand to the steaming teacup that had already been brewed on the table, and invited Alan and Rita to taste it.

A cup of hot tea flew steadily into Alan's hand, and Alan took a sip of the tea. The wand was a European invention, and African wizards and wizards did not use the wand as a useful tool until the last century. So in Waggadu, the Magic Academy where the other party graduated, many spells are cast by using fingers or gestures-but unlike European wandless casting techniques, Waggadu's gesture casting process is much more cumbersome than a wand, It would also take much longer to cast the same spell than to use a wand, which is why these Africans eventually started using wands as well.

Allen put down his teacup, and then clapped his hands: "Wonderful skills, I heard that the Waggadu School of Magic is located in Moon Mountain, Uganda, Africa. It is the largest of all magic schools because it enrolls students from all over Africa. My sister Daisy Harris, who is the director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation, had the honor of visiting Ouagadou, where she said that she could see a building outlined on the mountainside and shrouded in mist. Magnificent buildings that sometimes seem to be floating in mid-air."

"Thank you for your praise. Waggadu was founded nearly a thousand years ago, only a little later than Hogwarts. In Africa, although there have been many small magic schools in history, Waggadu It is the only magic school that has withstood the test of time and gained an enviable international reputation." After finishing the polite words with a proud expression, Babajid Akinbad couldn't wait to share his intention of coming with Akinbad Lun said once, "Mr. Alan Harris, I just met with your father, Minister Owen Harris. I have watched Minister Harris's previous speech. In fact, you are also a member of the International Federation of Wizards. It should be very clear. The previous warning to the British Ministry of Magic is just a fixed process, we have no other intentions, and we don't want to go against the Harris family."

Allen nodded: "Maintaining the stability of the British wizarding world is our primary responsibility."

"Of course we also hope to protect the lives and properties of wizards. It's just that the British magic world is so well protected that it has hardly been affected much. The law and order are even better than before, and people feel more secure. This shows that you are completely There is still extra power, you can care about the Muggle world and maintain the peace of the Muggle society. After all, if the Muggle society is in turmoil, it will also have an impact on our magic world. If the scope is large and the frequency is high, it is no less than in our magic world. The terrorist attack created." Babajid Akin paused, sorted out his thoughts, and tried to persuade Allen, but he knew that the person in front of him was the absolute core of the Harris family, and the Harris family As the future heir and leader, he is destined to have a crucial influence on the decision-making of Minister Owen Harris.

Rita Skeeter's quill quickly slid across the notebook, and Allen didn't make a statement, waiting for the other party to sort out his thoughts.

"I think the British Ministry of Magic can do better. While taking care of the safety of wizards' lives and properties, they can also devote part of their energy to maintaining social peace in the Muggle world. Mr. Alan Harris, as an international wizard 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 the Muggle society." Finally, Babajid Akimba expressed his request to Allen , He felt that he had both reason and reason. As the president of the International Federation of Wizards, Allen should carry out the tasks he assigned.

Allen shook his head and denied the other party's request: "President Babajid Akimba, I think my father made it very clear during his speech, and I will also agree with this opinion. Everything is up to the British magic community. We will use our spare energy to ensure other things only if everything is safe."

Seeing that Allen couldn't make sense, Babajid Akimba didn't intend to delve into the small problem of the British goal, but he couldn't help but get a little annoyed when he hit a wall one after another: "In 1750, the Federation was the "International Confederation of Wizards". Section 73 has been added to the Secrecy Act, making it clear that each wizarding governing body is responsible for hiding the wizarding world in its own jurisdiction, and violators will be subject to disciplinary punishment by the federation."

"Speaking of the "International Confederation of Wizards Secrecy Act", Mr. Babajid Akimba. We, the United Kingdom, have always been the most steadfast enforcers of the Secrecy Act. Even the Secrecy Act itself was proposed by us in the United Kingdom. The recent incident It is also because those Death Eaters are only 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 sabotage actions of the other party. , Clearing up contradictions, clearing Muggle memories, and solving their problems are all the best." Allen did not give in as Babajid Akimba expected, but sarcastically said with disdain, "Babaji Mr. de Akimba, your alma mater, the Ouagadu School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, has been accused of breaching secrecy laws by taking advantage of your ability to cast spells with hand gestures since the introduction of the Statute of Secrecy in 1692 until recently. They cast spells in front of them. Once caught, they retort with a powerful excuse—"I just waved my hand, never meant to dislocate their jaws. "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 about self-transformation. You can turn into elephants and cheetahs at will, but no one has registered with the Ministry of Magic, what do you think, President Babajid Akimba?"

Babajid Akimba was annoyed for a moment, and was caught by the opponent in front of Allen and bit him back. Those things in Waggadu are actually small things, but the nature of the comparison is different. The United Kingdom is While trying his best to protect the wizarding world from being exposed, his alma mater and the area under its jurisdiction are constantly actively carrying out these "exposing" behaviors. This makes Babaji, who was a little unhappy because of the formality, was taken aback by the other party's fuss. De Akimba was even more annoyed.

And just when Babajid Akimba organized his words to answer, Allen just waved his hand, and the teacups in front of Babajid Akimba and Rita Skeeter were filled again. And Allen's own teacup has been cleaned up and flew back into the cupboard—this hand is much faster than Babajid Akinbad's complicated gesture just now.

Then Allen stood up: "President Babajid Akimba, I don't think you should make a mistake, since you took advantage of our own mistakes in the UK last year to defeat those who wanted to break the secrecy law." Mr. Getler Grindelwald's Headmaster Albus Dumbledore took up the position after he lost the position of President of the International Federation of Wizards due to misunderstanding. I suggest that you understand clearly in advance before exercising the power of your position. Act again, as the representative of the British wizarding community in the International Federation of Wizards, I am not directly under the jurisdiction of the president of the International Federation of Wizards. , you can recall what Dumbledore did during his tenure as the former president. Was he as active as you? He gave you full trust even when there were so many suspected exposure incidents in your Waggadu If you don’t care about it, how come you can’t wait to set your sights on your predecessor’s country just after taking office?”

"I think you and I have nothing to talk about, Mr. Babajid? Akimba." Allen didn't want to be used by himself. Talking back to Babajid Akimba, who was misleadingly described by himself as a despicable person, he walked directly to the door, only before leaving the reception room, he turned his head and winked at Rita Skeeter : "Ms. Skeeter, please forgive me for having to excuse me, but I don't want any embellishments in your report, but I don't want any omissions either."

In addition to Patsy Parkinson and Harry Potter, who also keep Dumbledore in their hearts every day, since he received Dumbledore's letter, he has been looking forward to being picked up by Dumbledore all the time.

Finally, the day agreed with Dumbledore arrived, and Harry came to the tavern next to the subway station early. He held up the "Daily Prophet" and read the news on it to pass the time. On the back of the newspaper where he couldn't see, a black waitress with short curly hair and afro in the tavern quietly looked at Harry, a regular customer, and then she walked up to Harry with a little anxiety, and found a topic Asked: "Harry Potter, who is Harry Potter?"

Surprised, Harry put down the newspaper and replied, "No, he's nobody. Probably some dork."

The beautiful waitress tugged at her grass-green skirt: "Your newspaper is weird. I could have sworn I saw the person in the photo move a few nights ago."

Harry asked a little embarrassedly, "Really?"

"I guess I'm too tired to see." The waitress gave Harry a wink and walked away swaying.

It’s just that Harry and the waitress had different expectations. Ginny was already in love with him, but he didn’t pay attention to her seductive gesture. Harry’s eyes were attracted by the word “magic” flashing outside the window, and he stood up, Slowly approaching the window, reaching out to wipe away the mist on the window. There was a faint figure under the letters "Magic" on the billboard. After another train sped past, Harry finally saw clearly that it was exactly the person he was looking forward to and who he had an appointment with today——Albus Deng Bullido.

Harry happily put away the newspaper, and immediately left the tavern and came to Dumbledore's side. Together with Dumbledore who had turned his back, he stared at the huge advertising poster on the wall—it was a perfume billboard, vertical heart Next to the photo of the sexy and attractive female star is the slogan: Tonight make a little magic with your man.