Chapter 253: Wade Will Help Us Solve It

The Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, was short in stature and dressed in something that Harry considered odd.

Wearing a purple striped suit and green pointed shoes, he looked like a clown preparing to perform on stage.

At this moment, he stood next to Dumbledore and felt tremendous pressure.

He saw the huge maze and the students with eager eyes who seemed eager to fight.

The changes in Hogwarts felt so strange to him.

Apparently two and a half years ago, when he first came to the school to visit Dumbledore, he still lamented that everything here was exactly the same as when he was in school.

But this time, he almost suspected that he had gone the wrong way.

More than one-third of the students who were exceptionally active and orderly were not wearing school uniforms, but were wearing soldier-like clothes that were convenient for strenuous activities.

You can see obvious muscles on their arms, and the wand sheaths are tied in a position for easy extraction. Some young wizards even wear something similar to a shield.

Each of them looked even more capable than the tall and lanky Ministry of Magic employee next to him.

But what seemed even more strange to him was Dumbledore.

The principal who once gave him gentle guidance, the elder who repeatedly gave in, and the old man who sometimes even made Fudge feel that he was old and confused, seemed much colder during this meeting.

Although he only smiled less and his words became shorter and more direct, Fudge, who was planning to get rid of Dumbledore's influence, began to feel frightened.

So he couldn't say anything at all when asked, and instead started asking about the arrangements for the event.

On a lawn beside the Black Lake, the house elves placed many benches here, and a layer of temporary steps were built at the back.

At this moment, Dumbledore was sitting on the chairs in front with the people from the Ministry of Magic, then the professors from the school, and the students who were not participating in the competition were sitting on the steps behind.

Among the crowd, a blonde girl stood out.

Because she was wearing a weird and bright flamingo hat, her expression was a bit dazed, and her tawny clothes made her look like a giant Bowtruckle.

Because of her weird outfit, other students would rather crowd together than sit with her.

In front of everyone is the tall wall of the maze.

Sitting in his seat, Fudge asked sincerely:

"When we sit like this, what else can we see besides the leaves on the wall?"

"Oh, I think Vader will help us solve this problem."

Dumbledore said easily:

"I assume you know Vader Gray too?"

"Yes, yes...I saw this kid last time..."

Fudge saw Vader busy in front of him and replied somewhat absentmindedly:

"I remember Peter Pedillo being present when they were taken from here..."

In fact, at that time, Fudge's mind was filled with Peter, Sirius, the unjust cases of more than ten years, who were Voldemort's loyal men, etc., and he had no time to pay attention to an "ordinary eyewitness student".

After listening to the discussion among his subordinates, he realized that the student was the inventor of various popular products recently, not to mention how regretful he felt.

At this moment, Fudge's eyes followed Vader's movements, hoping that he would hear them talking about him and then take the initiative to walk over and introduce himself.

— just like the upperclassmen who watched them with eager eyes.

In this way, Fudge could give a compliment naturally and show the ministerial demeanor and friendly attitude that he had no chance to show last time.

To Fudge, the Malfoy family's treasury is like a deep, inexhaustible well. Although there is a lot of water hidden at the bottom, throwing a bucket down can only bring up a little bit.

For this reason, he had to stay with Smile and pay some price that he was not willing to pay.

As for a young and talented alchemist like Vader, once he unearths it, he will be a huge mountain of gold that can be converted into cash immediately.

But Vader never looked back.

He was just like an ordinary maintenance worker. Regardless of whether the person sitting over there was the Minister of Magic or the greatest magician of this century, he turned a blind eye and just concentrated on fixing the three mirrors with a few people.

When the wand pointed, the mirror, which was originally as tall as a person, immediately began to grow in size, and soon became as high as 10 feet. Each mirror was almost like a wall.

"What's that?"

Fudge couldn't help but ask, and he heard the Ministry of Magic officials and Aurors behind him couldn't help but start a discussion.

"Um……"

Dumbledore was looking at the decorations with admiration. After hearing this, he thought for a while and then said:

"Magic TV?"

Fudge: "...What?"

It wasn't that he didn't know what television was, he just wondered if Dumbledore was crazy and mistaken.

At this time, he heard someone not far behind him saying:

"Please allow me to introduce to you, Mr. Minister, this is the latest creation of Mr. Wade Gray and his two friends - Mr. Fred Weasley and Mr. George Weasley - a magical version of television. ——Liu Jing!”

Fudge turned around and saw Marchionne holding his hat on his chest with one hand and speaking politely.

He was stunned for a moment and felt that he heard a familiar name——

"Weasley?"

He looked anxiously at the tall, thin, slovenly-dressed Ministry of Magic employee not far from him.

Arthur Weasley was equally shocked:

"Fred and George? My...my two sons? They are only in the fourth grade!"

He really wanted to ask if the gentleman had said the wrong name, but under the gazes of many colleagues, Mr. Weasley still managed to hold back.

Marchione smiled and said, "Mr. Wade Grey is only in the second grade, and he invented the Book of Friends a year ago."

Arthur Weasley closed his mouth and sat down on the stool with his butt rubbing against the edge, still feeling incredible in his heart.

On the one hand, he knew that his two twin sons were indeed very smart, but on the other hand, he always suspected that one day he would receive a notice that they would repeat a grade, drop out of school or be expelled.

On the other side, facing everyone's curious questions, Marchionne calmly began to introduce:

"The flow mirror is based on the transformation of the two-sided mirror. It can transmit images and sounds in real time. We will see their effects in a moment, which will definitely surprise you..."

"When I saw it for the first time, I couldn't believe my eyes..."

"Mr. Gray and the two Mr. Weasleys have entrusted our Aslan Magic Workshop to produce and sell it. Soon, you will be able to see it at home..."

"The price is a bit expensive?... Sir, have you ever watched Muggle TV? Since Muggles can enjoy the fun of TV, why can we wizards only listen to the radio? Don't you want to watch Miss Celestina Warbeck's concert at home?"

"Think about the happiness it can bring you, this price is actually worth it... and the use time of a flow mirror is permanent, and on average, it only takes less than 0.1 Nat per day..."

Hearing the familiar words, Wade, who was busy, finally looked back.

He felt as if he saw the capitalist's grin from behind Marchionne.

The service life of the magic flow mirror is indeed very long... But after the development of technology, who would still watch a 9-inch black and white TV?

However, the people who were attracted by Marchionne did not see it at all, including Fudge who was still paying attention to Wade just now.

Then, the silver-white mirror suddenly flashed, and a picture of the maze appeared.