Generally speaking, Anton's habitual approach is to act cool and run away.
But it was very embarrassing at this time. All the friends were here, and it would be very strange for Anton to leave, which would make them very embarrassed.
Usually at this time...
Anton's best partner, the shrewd Fudge, is about to take action.
"Director Weiss is right!"
Minister Fudge stood up and shouted excitedly.
"I think I will continue to preside over this meeting. Wes, please don't get too excited and go back to your seat first." Fudge suddenly became more energetic and walked to a small round platform next to the trial stage in the courtroom.
, pulled the record file from the table of the meeting record officer, looked through it, turned his head and looked at everyone seriously and sincerely.
"I think it is necessary for us to discuss whether our British Ministry of Magic has the ability to host the 'Top 100 Tournament'."
Good guy.
You proposed the theme of the conference very harshly.
Anton raised his eyebrows and walked towards the corner where his friends were sitting. The little wizards were very excited, especially Harry, who excitedly said to Anton, "Yes, this should be done. If they don't do it, there are still people."
Dry!"
Draco looked weird and wanted to say that if Anton really wanted to go to the Magical Congress of the United States of America to hold the 'Top 100 Tournament', he would probably not have to come back, and the hostility towards him would definitely be great.
Of course, no one would think of forcing Anton to go to MACUSA.
That probably also represents the glorious end of the British Ministry of Magic.
Dumbledore is already old. The existence of this great wizard has ensured the glory of the British Ministry of Magic for more than a hundred years, but it is foreseeable that the next such figure must be Anthony Weiss.
But Anthony Weiss is obviously different from Dumbledore. Although Dumbledore is strong in some places, he doesn't like to flip the table like Anton.
Is this the sense of responsibility that a top wizard should have?
ah?
It just hurts.
At this moment, no matter which party is involved, I am afraid that they have to think carefully about how to get along with Anthony Weiss, a rising star. He is not a rule-abiding person like Dumbledore.
The most troublesome part is that Anthony Weiss, a wizard who is not good at political games, actually found a collaborator like Cornelius Fudge, which makes everyone even more troubled.
"First, let me see..."
Fudge was flipping through the minutes of the meeting and yelling loudly, "Oh, someone asked a question here. The situation is changing so fast now. Muggles have become extremely nervous because of things in New York. Such a large-scale gathering is destined to bring down the world.
The world's wizard elites are attracted here. If a nuclear bomb explodes at the competition venue at this time, will the history of wizards be completely over?"
The Minister of Magic, who had been so frustrated just now, had a face full of pride and ferocity at the moment, and his eyes were fixed on Old Barty.
"Mr. Barty Crouch, as the Director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation, what do you think about this? Do you have any plans to avoid this terrible occurrence? Do you have any effective suggestions?"
Old Batty clenched his fists hard, his face full of anger. He had just raised this question to question Anthony Weiss, and now he was asking him in turn?
"Mr. Crouch, why don't you speak?" Fudge became more and more powerful, his voice got louder and louder, and he stared at old Barty coldly, "Is it because you are too old and your stiff head can't think anymore?"
Any way? In that case, maybe we should have a better director of the International Magical Cooperation Department, who will not just sit there and be a statue that can only say 'no, no, no', but..."
Before he finished speaking, Old Barty stood up with force and roared, "Minister Fudge!"
Fudge was so frightened that he took a step back and looked back at Anton who was chatting with his friends. Then he puffed up his chest and squinted his neck and looked at Old Barty, "Why, are you trying to say that time is too tight and the matter is too big?
, you need to think about it slowly, you just didn’t give Director Weiss any time to think."
"I think that as the director of the International Magical Cooperation Department, you should have a far-sighted judgment on this issue? What do you think?"
Merlin's Beard, this guy stole my line, he stole my line!
Old Barty was almost furious. He was panting and his lungs were heaving violently, making everyone around him afraid that he might go berserk at any time.
In the end, Old Barty just struggled to show an ugly smile, barely maintaining the elegance of an ancient nobleman, "No, minister, you spoke too fast. I just hope you can give me a chance to answer."
Fudge stared at him for a long time, then suddenly laughed, very peacefully, "Oh, Director Crouch, sit down, sit down and talk. We have a lot of time to talk about this issue slowly. I think this must be a big deal."
This issue requires everyone’s wisdom to discuss together.”
As he said that, he simply shook the meeting minutes in his hand, smiled, threw them back to the record officer, then sat down on the seat next to the record officer, and turned to stare at Old Batty.
Now seems like a good time to take down this annoying guy.
But Fudge also has his own worries. Even if Old Barty goes down, his power will still be there, but there will be a lot of opposition to him because of this.
This is okay in normal times. Compromise and games, back and forth, don't benefits appear?
But that’s not possible now. Now that Anton is going to hold the ‘Top 100 Tournament’, it’s even more important to pay attention to the stable operation within the Ministry of Magic.
Otherwise, if something goes wrong in the end, Old Barty will definitely take the opportunity to cause trouble, and when the time comes, he will definitely be blamed for everything.
This is absolutely not okay!
Fudge was counting on the awesome reputation of hosting the 100 Tournament for the first time to completely establish his authority in the Ministry of Magic.
What a great opportunity, Old Barty is such a good candidate to fight against the pot. Whoever raised the issue will be responsible! Hehe, Fudge is going to finalize this issue today!
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Although Old Barty is annoying and although his position is always threatened, he still has to make some compromises.
The best result at this time should be to suppress the momentum of these people and successfully help Anton hold this event.
Fudge did not forget his original intention. He glanced at the meeting minutes out of the corner of his eye, wondering whether the next target would be Scrimgeour, the director of the Auror Office who raised the security issue, or Director Foley, who guaranteed the superiority of the local area.
Don't rush, take your time, one by one.
Fudge tried hard to suppress his inner excitement, feeling that working with Anton was simply not a good idea.
Dumbledore watched with emotion as Fudge guided him towards a harmonious discussion, and wondered whether he had not been tough enough in the past, which resulted in many things not being implemented.
Could it be that these people are actually cheap people?
Lao Deng had such a strange idea inexplicably.
And this Fudge...
It doesn't seem to be easy to use.
At this moment, Lupine walked up to him quietly, leaned close to him and whispered, "Anton said that if Fudge doesn't obey, the outcome may be death."
Dumbledore raised his eyebrows and fell into deep thought.
Finally, he nodded and silently looked at the faces in the conference room, feeling the thoughts and thoughts that were beating under the 'Legilimency'...
"Let's go."
He stood up directly and walked straight out, ignoring the meeting that gradually started to get lively discussing safety issues during the game.
Here, Anton was also discussing with his friends about competitions and night classes. As they talked, everyone was focusing more on the night class textbooks that were being sorted out.
"Let's leave too." Anton felt that this place was too noisy.
As Dumbledore and Anton left, the lively atmosphere in the entire conference room suddenly stopped and fell into an extremely strange silence, so quiet that one could hear the sound of breathing.
Finally, Fudge chuckled, stood up and shouted, "The meeting continues, let's discuss the competition next..."