Chapter 222 Take it out and be happy when you are not happy
The Order of Merlin is awarded by the Wizengamot, an organization that predates the Ministry of Magic and is now a combination of the Court and Parliament.
Wizard,
Wite,
Council of Wizards and Sages—Wizengamot.
The Chief Magician is their highest officer, and members include many senior officials from the Ministry of Magic and well-known wizards.
As a wizarding court, all ten juries are served by them.
In addition to its judicial functions, the Wizengamot also has the functions of the Wizards' Council, which has legislative power.
For example, during the First Wizarding War, the "Prohibition of Breeding Magical Creatures for Experimental Purposes" law advocated by Newt Scamander;
As well as the "Muggle Protection Act" recently submitted by Arthur Weiss, they all need to be reviewed and revised by them before they can be implemented after final approval.
Therefore, under normal circumstances, the Minister of Magic cannot directly interfere with the outcome of the judgment.
If you are still worried, you can invite Dumbledore to be your lawyer.
Although the chief magician is a mascot like a queen, he still needs to be given the respect he deserves.
In order to restrain the Wizengamot, the democratically elected Minister of Magic has the power to remove the Chief Magician.
So Fudge is completely worthy of Dumbledore, he just needs a good reputation when he first takes office.
Such a large department that integrates legislation and justice is subordinate to the Department of Magical Law Enforcement on the second underground floor.
In addition, the Wizengamot has two neighbors: the Office for the Abuse of Magic and the Auror Command.
The No Misuse of Muggle Articles office is also at the end of the corridor on this floor, and is even smaller than the broom closet opposite.
I can barely be considered a neighbor.
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Shortly after the meeting hosted by Fudge ended, Dumbledore happened to take the elevator to the second floor.
He first said hello to Amelia Bones, Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.
Then he looked at Rufus Scrimgeour, the director of the Auror Office,
"Rufus, what's the result?"
"As always." Scrimgeour shook his head regretfully, "The content of today's newspaper should be exciting, right?"
"This is quite low-key."
Gsilda Marchbain, director of the Wizarding Examination Authority and an elder of the Wizengamot, took down a copy of the Daily Prophet from the shelf in the aisle.
She ignored the most prominent Gwent advertisement and found the content written by Rita from the sub-page.
Good guy, it’s almost blowing up to the sky!
"Albus, let's go to Minister Fudge now to get an explanation!"
Dumbledore stood still and said, "Professor Marchbain, these contents are basically consistent with the facts."
"What?" Marchban's eyes were even wider than before, "He is just a new student!"
Including other Wizengamot members, even Director Burns, who had just walked to the door of the office, had disbelief written all over his face.
Dumbledore was very calm, "Mr. Wayne is the funniest little wizard I have ever seen. I would not be surprised if anything happened to him."
Arthur, who was standing at the end, nodded in agreement.
Whether it's Percy who is both good at character and academics, Fred and George who are naughty and mischievous, or Ron who is mediocre, they all speak highly of Vincent.
Every time his four children write home, they almost always mention what the other person has done recently.
Especially those who played tricks on Draco, he would even use them to make himself happy when he was unhappy.
Just imagining Lucius's angry but helpless expression made him full of energy for the whole day.
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After Dumbledore's brief introduction, all the staff on the second floor had a general impression of Vincent.
Smart and mature, he behaves like an adult most of the time, and occasionally acts childish.
"I'm looking forward to meeting him." Marchban completely lost the momentum of going to Fudge just now.
"I think he is the same." Dumbledore smiled and pushed open the door of the Wizengamot headquarters. "Professor, please go first."
"You are always such a gentleman, Albus."
He nodded to the Wizengamot members who walked in one by one.
Burns and staff from the Department of Magical Law Enforcement also entered the office.
"Arthur, please stay." Dumbledore handed over a brown paper envelope.
Arthur pulled out the document doubtfully, "Mithril material, fifteen inches in length..."
He glanced down at the applicant.
"Vincent Wayne?!"
"This is his registration form." Dumbledore blinked very cryptically.
"Okay, I'll get it done as soon as possible." Arthur looked quite surprised.
The magic world today is no different than it used to be.
Silver mines, the main raw material for mithril, are mostly exploited by Muggles.
In fact, there are many more deep underground, but a considerable part of them are under the names of goblins.
It is impossible for a first-year student to obtain mithril, let alone a Muggle-born one.
there is only one truth!
Dumbledore turned and walked towards Scrimgeour.
"Rufus, are you confident in completing the escort mission?"
"No, I should reject Alastor's retirement application."
Scrimgeour relaxed and opened the office door with a grimace.
There are many small cubicles inside, and the walls are covered with photos of various sizes.
There are wanted dark wizards, family members and some Quidditch stars.
Dumbledore looked around as if he hadn't seen him for a long time.
He came to the seat that originally belonged to Moody and stretched out his hand to caress the extremely worn desk.
"Is Alastor okay? I heard that he will help train the Aurors when he is free?"
"Yes." Scrimgeour looked a little helpless, "This old guy is very enthusiastic and always tries to teach the young people a lesson."
"It fits his character very well." Dumbledore walked to the side.
"Oh, this is where Deluxe is?"
There is a photo frame on the table, inside which is a photo of a gray-white man and a woman wearing glasses.
The corners of his mouth raised slightly, "I remember that all his S test scores were excellent, but I didn't expect that so much time has passed."
"He's excellent."
Scrimgeour's expression became even more bitter, "At the end of the meeting just now, Minister Fudge promoted him and asked him to be responsible for the outbound duties of senior officials in the future."
Moody was mainly responsible for these tasks before his retirement.
It's a pity that he prefers to perform front-line tasks than being a bodyguard.
If Dumbledore hadn't been arrested at Christmas, he would have been absent just like Halloween.
"Thank you, Rufus."
Scrimgeour shook his head, "I still have confidence. I just hope Mr. Scamander can be more decisive this time and not cause trouble in the city again."
Dumbledore burst into laughter, "I believe in Newt's ability, and he is very good at dealing with Kraken."
The one in the Black Lake of Hogwarts is very docile. It will swim with the students, scratch their feet with its tentacles, and carry new students who have fallen into the lake back to the boat.
Before Newt was expelled from school, this Kraken often took him to the Black Lake to help him study magical creatures such as mermaids and Grindylow.
Scrimgeour still believes in Newt's abilities.
Just make sure you don't bring your suitcase.
"I'll tell him."
Even with Dumbledore's promise, the head of the Auror Office was still very uneasy.