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839 News from Dobby

Hogwarts: The Gray Wizard Volume 1 The Dark Wizard's Apprentice 846 You always don't know the magnitude of what you do. On the first weekend after the fourth year of school, Anton came to the Ministry of Magic as the Director of the Animagus Office.

, he has the right to apparate directly to the floor where the office is located, and then take two steps directly to the minister's office.

However, he chose to enter from the lobby through the visitor passage. Next to the 'Magic is Power Monument', the huge space gate on the Magic Brothers Fountain is still there.

The seawater lapped at the threshold of the gate, splashing from time to time, and then flowed back into the sea along the newly built gentle slope.

Anton squinted his eyes, faced the sea breeze, and felt the boundless vastness of the ocean outside the space gate. For a moment, his whole mind felt vast.

Minister Fudge didn't know when he got the news, but he had quietly come behind Anton, leaning on a gentleman's cane and staring at an island deep in the ocean outside the space gate with a complex expression.

There should have been a terrible Azkaban Castle there. This special building represented the specialness of the British Ministry of Magic in the European wizarding world. Now it was destroyed and flattened by Albus Dumbledore, and this building was maintained.

The space gate allows every member of the Ministry of Magic and visitors to know one thing clearly.

How domineering. But...

Fudge suddenly realized that he didn't have much fear. Finally, when the great Dumbledore became strong, he was not as frightened as he thought he would be in the past.

He turned his head and glanced at Anton, and quietly discovered that the child two years ago had grown a lot taller and could no longer look at him from a bird's eye view.

Fudge smiled slightly, but when Anton didn't answer, he kept mumbling to himself,

Anton shrugged and turned to look at Fudge,

Fudge was stunned for a moment and looked thoughtfully into the depths of the ocean.

Fudge is such a smart person. It was immediately obvious. His eyes lit up and he said, "Yes, that's right, this is a very good place.

He thought of many things. For example, some of the more important departments of the Ministry of Magic could be placed on Azkaban Island, such as the Department of Mysteries and the Auror Office. Such an approach seems to be more suitable for today's changing times.

This allows people to casually break into these places where large amounts of confidential documents need to be stored.

As for the original Ministry of Magic building, because of this space door, it can be used as a reception area for the Ministry of Magic's front desk, and is more widely used in departments that need to receive outsiders.

This is not as simple as separating two buildings!

If he differentiates the roles of the two sides by function, and even has a way to split some departments invisible, then there will be more room for maneuver in certain matters.

Fudge rubbed the copper head of his palm and frowned slightly.

Anton curled his lips and recounted some routines he had seen in his previous life.

Fudge thought for a while, stared at Anton, and greeted warmly,

Along with the trip to New York, many things are changing.

Fudge's attitude towards Anton is also changing.

At least his expression seemed to have become a little cautious. The shallow thoughts read by Legilimency were full of uneasiness, which was not what it seemed on the surface.

calm.

The gap between the two widened.

In the past, he was an old politician with strong political power and a young wizard with great potential. Now Anton has shown the level of a super-top wizard and can fight the dark magic Voldemort with real swords. Fudge's political resources seem to be getting stronger.

In front of magic, it becomes not so important.

Anton now probably understands why Dumbledore is unwilling to become Minister of Magic.

Because after reaching a certain level, the world becomes global to them, and they are no longer limited to the position of Minister of Magic in a small country.

On the contrary, organizations like the 'Magic School' and the 'International Federation of Wizards' are more suitable for people like them.

After thinking about it carefully, it seems that a magic school is more suitable for a research-oriented wizard. At the same time, it cultivates students from generation to generation. Its influence unknowingly touches all aspects of the entire world, which is no worse than the influence of becoming a Minister of Magic.

Entering the elevator, Fudge looked at Anton with a smile.

Anton was stunned for a moment,

Fudge sighed helplessly, "There is a strict management system for magical knowledge in the Ministry of Magic. Even I have to follow it. Anton, you have been to the Auror office, so you should have this experience.

This is quite true.

The elevator dinged and opened, and they arrived on the underground floor. Fudge greeted Anton and walked to the minister's office.

Anton frowned,

Fudge smiled heartily,

As they walked deeper into the corridor, his house elf quickly came to open the door and trotted to the side hall of the office to prepare refreshments.

Fudge ignored it and asked Anton to sit down on the sofa in front of his desk, pulling it apart carefully.

Fudge squeezed the copper handle of his palm tightly, leaned over across the tea table, looking down, with some apprehension, with some scrutiny, with some longing, a pair of cloudy eyes suddenly burst into dazzling light, deeply

Staring at Anton,

Anton blinked, feeling the emotions emanating from Fudge's whole body, and smiled slightly,

"Ha ha

Ha ha......"

Fudge smiled happily and heartily. Seeing the house elf bring the brewed black tea, he quickly asked Anton to taste it.

He looked proud,

Anton looked at this ambitious man helplessly,

Fudge put his cane aside casually, pulled on his tie, and easily picked up a piece of dried berries from the fruit plate and threw it into his mouth, "Interesting Anthony Weasley is always obsessed with magic and doesn't know who he is.

What kind of changes will his achievements bring to the world?

He said this in an aria-like voice and smiled mysteriously.

Anton was stunned,

Fudge looked at Anton with a smile,

The lake of the soul rolled, and the related memories from the past were quickly recalled into his mind. Anton nodded in surprise,

Fudge smiled a little bit,

He quickly pulled out his wand and waved it sluggishly,

There was no movement on the shelf opposite the office. Fudge looked at Anton awkwardly and quickly called to the house elf.

The house elf looked at Fudge with a teasing look, Fudge glared at it, and the elf quickly ran to get it.

Anton just smiled and shook his head,

Good guy, he knew that Fudge was a little weak in magic, but he didn't expect that he was so weak that he couldn't even successfully cast the 'Flying Curse'.

Anton said teasingly.

Fudge pointed to Anton excitedly and patted his thigh hard.

Seeing Anton's confused look, he raised his eyebrows.

Anton leaned back slightly, his face wrinkled,

Fudge chuckled,

Anton smacked his mouth,

What's more, according to the excellent teachings passed down from Pedro to the old wizard,

Tradition is still a characteristic passed down from Professor Dumbledore to Professor Voldemort, the friendship between teachers and students...


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