Chapter 619 Just Like that, June Has Arrived

Loren briefly reviewed the tenure of several ministers and found that what Professor McGonagall said made sense. Many ministers took office due to unexpected circumstances and resigned due to unexpected circumstances.

The position of Minister of Magic is similar to the headmaster of Hogwarts. There is no fixed term. In addition, wizards have a long natural lifespan, so it is not uncommon for them to serve for decades without illness or disaster.

For example, the lucky Faris Spavan, who served for 38 years, was persuaded to resign by the Wizengamot because of Alzheimer's disease. He was 147 years old when he retired.

Hector Foley took office in 1925 and served for 14 years. He was dismissed because he did not pay enough attention to the threat of Gellert Grindelwald to the entire wizarding world.

Eugenia Jenkins took office in 1968 and served for 7 years. She was dismissed because she could not cope with the rise of Voldemort. Harold Minkan, who took over, only served for five years and was also dismissed because he could not cope with Voldemort.

Millicent Bardeno was in luck. Not long after she took over in 1980, Voldemort unexpectedly fell. She served as a minister for ten years and retired with honor.

The 1990 ministerial election was at a delicate time. Crouch, who was originally the most qualified to take over, had been exposed to the scandal of his son being a Death Eater and was politically marginalized. He served as the director of the International Affairs Cooperation Department to handle some trade affairs. The unknown Cornelius Fudge showed a gentle personality and had no means, so he was favored by Dumbledore, who believed that he could bring a period of stability and peace to the wizarding world. He used his reputation to win votes for him and was eventually elected.

The result was that Dumbledore almost lost his reputation in his later years.

During his tenure, Cornelius Fudge indulged officials in abusing their power, was close to the pure-blood party, and handed power to those who were willing to flatter and provide Galleons. Senior Deputy Ministers Umbridge and Walton MacNeill were among them, resulting in serious corruption, and trials and punishments were manipulated by some officials...

Not to mention that he chose to ignore Dumbledore's warnings in order to maintain power, which almost caused the Ministry of Magic to be destroyed.

In addition, there is Rufus Scrimgeour. As the head of the Auror Office, he lacked qualifications, but happened to encounter Voldemort leading the Death Eaters to attack the Ministry of Magic. Minister Fudge and the more qualified Amelia were attacked and controlled by the Death Eaters at the dinner the day before, leaving only him to lead the Aurors to resist the attack.

The minister was subsequently cleared and dismissed, Amelia's reputation was damaged, and Scrimgeour naturally took over as minister.

Comparing their resumes, most ministers came from the Law Enforcement Department, and very few worked in the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters. As for the other departments, such as the Sports Department, the Transportation Department, and the Department of Magical Creatures, they are completely functional marginal departments and cannot train Ministers of Magic.

"It seems that I still have to go to the Law Enforcement Department..." Loren flipped through the brochure on the table, "There are three departments in total, the Office of Control of Prohibited Articles, Mr. Weasley is in the Office of Prohibition of Abuse of Muggle Articles; Auror Command, this requires three years of training to become an Auror, the progress is too slow... Wizengamot Administration, choose this."

"..."

Professor McGonagall was silent for a while: "Although this department is called the Wizengamot Administration, it actually has no management power. The daily work is to communicate with Wizengamot members and convey trial information... and the Ministry of Magic staff will not be Confined to a certain department, several departments are a whole. Even if you work in other departments, as long as you make achievements, you will be promoted to the Law Enforcement Department, promoted to Assistant Minister or Senior Deputy Minister, and participate in elections in these capacities. "

"Is that so..."

Professor McGonagall looked at Loren who was thinking, and then looked at Hermione who looked helpless, and laughed softly: "This conversation is just to give you an idea of ​​career choice, which does not mean that you have to make a decision now, and with your grades, I can say that you are completely free to choose these careers."

"Professor, thank you." Hermione nodded.

"In addition, I must ask you for one thing." Professor McGonagall paused and solemnly reminded, "Supervise Loren's recent review, especially pay attention to the recitation of the history of magic, and don't let him be lazy."

"I know, professor!"

"Hey! I'm still here! What do you mean?"

Before Loren, who was full of indignation, finished speaking, Hermione had already pulled him out.

"This is naked discrimination! This is an insult to my personality!"

Professor McGonagall just found it funny.

"..."

The cursing voices gradually faded and soon disappeared completely.

Sitting alone behind the desk,

Professor McGonagall leaned back in her chair, took off her heavy black-framed glasses, rubbed her brows, and felt her sore muscles gradually relax. She had been talking to students about employment counseling since breakfast ended, and had not rested for several hours. Now that there were two people consulting together, she could finally squeeze out some time to rest.

Professor McGonagall closed her eyes and began to think about Loren's situation.

Many students at Hogwarts don't have to worry about employment.

Students with independent personalities and ideas will spend one or two years traveling after graduation, and stay after finding a job they like, which may be a wizard shop or a Muggle city. Students from well-off families are divided into two parts. One part will return home to inherit their parents' business, including Muggle-born and pure-blood wizards, and the other part will not be employed, and they don't have to worry about supporting their families...

What kind of job will Loren do?

Although he is lazy and a bit of a nag, he has outstanding personal abilities, making people both love and hate him. His superiors and colleagues must be very troubled by him.

“…”

Professor McGonagall sat up straight and sorted out the brochures. She took a sip of tea. The bitter taste soon soaked the tip of her tongue, reflecting a light sweetness. She smiled.

The rustling footsteps sounded, and the next student for career consultation had arrived.

…

May 26, 1996.

Ten o'clock in the morning, the auditorium.

The upcoming event gave birth to endless enthusiasm, allowing the little wizards to temporarily forget the pressure of the approaching exams and chat happily.

“Have you decided on your future career? My mother is a healer at St. Mungo's Hospital. She suggested that I should be a healer too!” A Hufflepuff student said excitedly, and the students next to him chattered about their own situations.

“I also want to be a healer, but their requirements are too high.”

“Good jobs require high grades. I want to be a curse breaker at Gringotts and be able to travel around the world on adventures, but they require that I have learned arithmetic divination.” A little wizard sighed.

"I took Arithmancy in my third year, but I found it too difficult and Professor Victor assigned too many homework, so I dropped out."

"..."

At the long table in Gryffindor, Ron silently muttered today's date in his heart.

It was the last Sunday in May, and there were still 14 hours until Monday. He still had three papers to write, but it didn't matter.

He grabbed the sleeves of his magic robe and wiped the sweat off his palms. He rubbed it a few more times to completely wipe off the sticky feeling. He looked at the sky outside the window. The sun was warm but not dazzling. It was a good weather for Quidditch games.

Today was the last game of the Quidditch season of this school year, Gryffindor vs. Ravenclaw, and it was also his last game as an ordinary goalkeeper.

Next year, he will be the captain.

Ron didn't think he had to wait until next year to take on the responsibility of captain. He took a deep breath and patted the shoulder of the seeker next to him: "Harry, I need to confirm the tactics with you later-"

"I'm the seeker. You should discuss your tactics with the beaters and chasers..." Harry pushed him away without looking back and turned to continue talking to Loren and Hermione. "Recently, I have tried to talk to Professor Slughorn about some dark magic, but he was too vigilant and didn't give me a chance to advance the topic, let alone talk about Horcruxes. There has been no progress so far."

"After what happened to Voldemort, he must have been more vigilant." Hermione said.

Loren next to him nodded: "Don't be too eager, and don't make your purpose so obvious, lest he notice something is wrong and become more wary of you."

"That's what I think."

"..."

Ron silently clenched his fists.

Damn, don't underestimate the future captain of the team!

I must block a few balls with a handsome posture later to establish the captain's prestige in advance!

Ron thought about this and pondered his tactics in the hall. After Angelina confirmed the start information, he led the players to set off with great confidence.

After changing into team uniforms, he came to the stadium.

Listening to the boiling cheers in his ears and looking at the Ravenclaw players on the opposite side, Ron's breathing became rapid and his heartbeat began to accelerate.

A few minutes later, Madam Hooch's whistle sounded, and Lee Jordan's commentary spread through the entire stadium through magic: "This school year's Quidditch season finals, Gryffindor vs. Ravenclaw, this is not only related to the ownership of the Quidditch trophy, but also to the ownership of the House Cup! This school year, there is no extra points for Harry and no deductions for Professor Snape. The total scores of the four houses are very close. Let's see who can hold this year's House Cup!"

He hovered in front of the scoring ring on his broom, took a deep breath, and looked around, like a king inspecting his territory.

Ravenclaw's captain Roger Davis was mediocre, and he was about to graduate but failed to lead the team to a decent victory. Goalkeeper Grant Page was not as good as him. Randolph Burrow and Jeremy Stratton were weak in hitting the ball, so there was no need to worry. Instead, the newcomers Chambers and Bradley were worth noting.

"Just keep an eye on their shots..."

Ron felt the hot blood pumping through his heart to his whole body, every muscle was cheering, and every cell was ready to block the ball.

Ten minutes later.

"Let us congratulate Gryffindor for their victory!"

Lee Jordan shouted so loudly that it was doubtful that his voice could be heard throughout the stadium even without magic. "Although the game started badly and Roger Davis' lightning attack scored first, Harry never let us down! He didn't give Ravenclaw any chance and directly caught the Golden Snitch to end the game!"

"Let us congratulate Gryffindor again, long live Harry Potter!"

Ron blinked, his expression a little confused.

Although he won the game, he felt empty and depressed.

…

June came, and the grass was in full bloom, and the fragrance was everywhere.

For the fifth graders, the weather was too bright, so bright that it was a little sad - the O.W.L. exam was approaching.

Professors of various subjects assigned homework but no longer strictly checked it. They encouraged students to arrange their own review plans in their spare time, and all class time was used for review. The professors listed the questions they thought were most likely to appear on parchment, but did not let them take the exam. Instead, they wrote the answers and sent them to them.

The bound test papers are not for answering. The professor lets them choose the questions they think are valuable, read them, and compare the answers.

No one noticed when the class became silent and solemn. Perhaps it was when Professor McGonagall issued the exam timetable, perhaps when the exam countdown entered single digits, or perhaps when the textbooks and books were turned over and wrinkled. when...

It was another warm and sunny day. Loren and the others, who were dizzy from studying, left the library and came to breathe fresh air under the beech tree by the lake.

The satin-smooth green shades gently undulate in the breeze, the emerald green grounds sparkle in the sun, and the blue cloudless sky is reflected in the slightly rippled lake.

Leaning against the roots of the tree, he spread the book under the shade of the beech tree. Fragments of sunlight spilled from the branches and leaves, shining on the parchment pages, shining golden and bright, which was a bit dazzling.

Loren couldn't read anymore and put his head on Hermione's shoulder: "Hey, do you know, the black market transactions among fifth and seventh grade students are very lively during this period."

Hermione couldn't read anymore, so she closed the book, took a breath and smelled Loren's scent, and exhaled the irritation in her heart through her breath: "I know, Harold Dingo was selling fake Dragon Claw powder, and was They blocked Myrtle's bathroom and beat her up."

"Why?" Ron suddenly became interested, "The price is cheap and the portion is sufficient. I wanted to buy some to try before."

Harry was silent for a moment and said faintly: "According to Myrtle, his dragon claw powder is made from dried vixen excrement."

"..." Ron fell into silence.

Harry patted him on the shoulder and consoled him: "You can try Baffy's Awakening Potion. Eddie Carmichael, a sixth-year Ravenclaw student, is reselling it. He pasted last year's pills on the outside of the potion bottle. The report card is nine excellent and the business is very hot. ”

"Come on, a pint costs twelve gold galleons, and I can't afford it even if I sell it." Ron said, his eyes suddenly lit up, "Loren, you know how to brew potions, can I buy it from you? ?”

"I'm not in this business. Bafa Brain Refreshing Potion is not a health medicine. Drinking it indiscriminately will cause problems. If you need it, you can go to the school doctor's office and see Ms. Pomfrey. She can judge whether you should take the medicine and how much you should drink. …”

Loren showed a thoughtful expression. It was incredible that there was no news that the twins were involved in this kind of business.

"Forget it, Madam Pomfrey only gives us this to drink when we have a cold in winter. She will definitely not prescribe medicine for review reasons."

"..."

The chaos in the black market business continued for a period of time, and various unscrupulous merchants were eventually cracked down and investigated by Vice-Principal Minerva McGonagall, and were shut down.

Surprisingly, as the focus of Professor McGonagall, George and Fred were not involved in any business and were incredibly well-behaved.

Only a few Gryffindors knew that George and Fred were making a fortune.

They are suppliers to unscrupulous traders.