As the night progressed, the British Ministry of Magic became eerily quiet. Except for a small number of staff responsible for staying behind and patrolling, most of the employees had gone home from get off work to rest.
Of course, there are always a few exceptions.
At this moment, the light was still shining in the Minister of Magic's office. Ever since Kingsley took over the position of Minister of Magic, it has almost become a norm to stay in the Ministry and work overtime until late at night.
Although Kingsley has been working hard to solve many problems left over from the Second Wizarding War, instead of being solved, the problems have become more and more numerous, so many that Kingsley can't even breathe.
It all made him start to doubt his life.
Kingsley has never been so exhausted as he is now. He suddenly understands why Dumbledore and Albert are not interested in the position of Minister of Magic. They have guessed that it will be from the beginning.
This is the result, so just skip or avoid this big pit when you first encounter it.
Only those who are not smart enough will not be able to withstand the temptation. After stepping on it, they will fall directly into the pit, and they will be unable to climb out.
After glancing at the meager report submitted by Gadwin, Kingsley casually threw the document on the table, turned his head to look at the portrait hanging on the wall, and stared at the familiar figure that just appeared.
, trembled his lower lip slightly, and murmured, "It seems that you are still unwilling to speak?"
Kingsley followed Albert's suggestion and hung a portrait of Dumbledore in the minister's office, trying to get some useful advice from the old man in the portrait.
However, the portrait was empty most of the time. Even after Dumbledore came back, he was unwilling to speak, as if this was a portrait that could not speak.
but!
Dumbledore's portrait can talk. Albert had already mentioned this to him in advance. He didn't say anything just because Dumbledore believed that the dead should not interfere with the world of the living, so he was unwilling to provide him with help.
How to get Dumbledore to speak was Kingsley's own problem.
At least Albert never had this problem.
To be honest, this really broke Kingsley's defense a bit.
He works so hard every day, and as a result, they all leave the mess that needs to be cleaned up to him, and then watch him lively from the side. How can he not be angry?
But even if Kingsley was angry, it would be of no use.
Is it possible to get angry with the portrait?
After sighing heavily, Kingsley picked up the document he had thrown down earlier.
At this time, there was a familiar knock on the door outside.
"Come in," Kingsley said.
Percy pushed the door open and walked in, placing a cup of extra strong black tea that smelled like tea in front of Kingsley, as if he was hesitant to speak.
"Do you think I'm too radical?"
After Kingsley took a sip of strong tea, he suddenly asked.
"Someone needs to clean up this mess, and at present, I'm afraid only the minister has the ability to do so." Percy looked at Kingsley with a tired face and told the truth.
"Albert also has such an ability." Kingsley laughed at himself, "But he just threw the problem to me and ran away. I always feel like he was deceived."
"His identity is destined to make it difficult to become the new Minister of Magic, and that is never one person's business."
Percy also knew very well why Kingsley said he was deceived by Albert, and in his opinion, it was almost the same.
Albert had expected this to be the case from the beginning, so he pushed Kingsley to the position of Minister of Magic so early on that he was responsible for cleaning up the mess left by the Second Wizarding War.
Although it is a matter of mutual consent, it really cannot stop the beginning of this hellish sinkhole.
No wonder Kingsley is so resentful.
"You're right, someone does have to deal with this mess." Kingsley paused and laughed at himself, "Honestly, I thought I could handle this mess. But now I actually regret it.
.If I don’t be this bad minister, maybe I won’t have so many worries, and I won’t have to stay and work overtime every day.”
In fact, these words were not suitable to be said to others, but he couldn't help complaining to Percy, so as to say it to the portrait of Dumbledore on the wall, and also to Albert.
After all, it is well known that Percy is Albert's man, so what's wrong with a few complaints.
Before Percy could react, Kingsley handed him a document.
"What's this?"
Percy didn't look at the document, but asked Kingsley directly.
"Report on the recent elimination of the Inferi." Kingsley said.
"In total, more than tens of thousands of Inferi have been cleared out, and there are still other hidden Inferi that have been found one after another."
"It seems that it won't be long before the hidden danger of the Inferi can be completely eliminated." Percy was also shocked by the Death Eaters' madness.
"That's not the point." Kingsley's face turned gloomy.
"Not the point?" Percy seemed to have thought of something.
"Even after we clear out the Inferi hiding in the UK, we still need to face the crisis of werewolves. Those things are much more troublesome than the Inferi. You can't expect to easily identify their identities before the full moon, and how to deal with them is also a question.
Big problem."
"Is there any evidence?" Percy couldn't help but ask.
"There is no concrete evidence, but... it's probably like that." Kingsley's eyes flashed with a dangerous light, "To be honest, I really don't understand what those crazy people are thinking. They think there are not enough werewolves in the UK.
?"
"Perhaps their brains are not normal?"
Percy also felt that those purebloods who had taken refuge with Voldemort were stupid, especially their recent behavior, which was simply because he felt that he was not dying fast enough, so he stepped on the accelerator and tried his best to kill himself.
"I hope this is just my wishful thinking." Kingsley stretched out his hand to rub his forehead and murmured: "At least we still have time, the werewolf will only transform when the moon is full."
"Harry and Ginny's wedding is coming soon. Do you want to go over and attend?" Percy seemed to have thought of something and explained, "I think everyone has been too tense recently and could use this time to relax."
"When?" Kingsley asked with a frown.
"August fifteenth."
"That's okay. The next full moon will be on the 8th. If I'm lucky enough, I should be able to attend." Kingsley drank the strong tea in his hand and said, "Thank you Percy, it's already very late.
, go back and rest!”
"If you really encounter any problems, you can discuss it with Albert." Percy hesitated for a moment, then suggested.
"He is not my subordinate. I can't disturb him every time something happens." Kingsley refocused his attention on another document on the werewolf investigation report on his desk. If those crazy people
If you really want to expand the number of werewolves, what are you going to do?
