Hogwarts Asylum

In the Office of the Minister of Magic, Fudge sat calmly on the sofa and picked up one of the two coffee cups on the table. It was the cappuccino that his assistant had just bought from the ground.

He likes this drink invented by Muggles. It has a rich aroma of coffee and milk, especially when he drinks the foamed milk and adds sugar. The sweet and soft taste makes people want to stop.

It's a pity that even after becoming the most powerful person in the wizarding world, Fudge can't always drink this drink. In other words, after becoming the Minister of Magic, he can't choose what he likes as he wants.

After all, as the Minister of Magic, his every order will be watched and interpreted into countless unrelated opinions.

If Fudge sent his assistant to the Muggle coffee shop on the ground every day to buy drinks, then those bottomless reporters and writers of the "Daily Prophet" might, no, would definitely write several articles, such as——

"Shock!How dare the Minister of Magic abuse his power! 》

"Interpretation: Why the Minister of Magic likes Muggle drinks"

"Fudge, the Tory Traitor" and more.

Moreover, the contents of these articles may have been revealed from his assistant.

So in order to prevent his reputation from being damaged, Fudge usually only asks his assistant to buy a cup of cappuccino on the first day of every month.

Of course, it is impossible for Fudge to buy coffee on the ground himself, not to mention whether it is degrading to do so. If that is the case, no one will say that he abused his power, but I am afraid that there will be countless people who accuse him of being a vegetarian and not doing his job properly. .

That's not the good thing about being an official, but if he was asked to go back to his previous life as a clerk in a marginal office, Fudge would definitely not be willing to do so.

Although that can be regarded as doing whatever you want, as a small employee who is only a little better than the low-level wizard, what's the use of having freedom? It doesn't matter if you don't have much money, and no one listens to your words.

Fudge spent half his life climbing to the top of power in the wizarding world, wasn't it just to be able to boss everyone around, and to replenish his Gringotts treasury that makes mice cry when they see it?

Of course, Fudge's dream was only half realized. After all, although he could give orders to any Ministry of Magic official, there were many people he couldn't command, such as Albus Dumbledore, the chairman of the Wizengamot. .

Fudge received an anonymous letter today, and this letter was precisely about Dumbledore.

However, unlike the previous anonymous letters bearing the Grindelwald logo, this letter was a very pure anonymous letter with no logo on it, and even the text on the letter was cut from the Daily Prophet.

Not to mention the specific content of the letter, when Fudge went to work in the morning, he found this letter lying quietly on his desk. According to the interrogator’s confession of the person on duty last night, from the time he got off work in the early morning to During his morning work, when his office door didn't even open a crack, he began to suspect that someone from a pure-blood family was trying to cause trouble.

Because only a house elf or a phoenix with the kind of mobility that can ignore anti-Apparition magic can place an anonymous letter on the desk of the person on duty without opening the door, and only pure-blood families in the wizarding world can do so. Ability to support house elves.

As for the possibility of house elves imitating the previous members of the GMW organization and causing trouble, it is almost zero. If someone told Fudge that the house elves also wanted to obtain fairer rights, then Fudge would probably laugh out loud.

The possibility of someone using a phoenix to send a message is almost zero. After all, anyone with a little experience in the wizarding world knows that all phoenixes in Europe have some relationship with the Dumbledore family. It is impossible for anyone in the wizarding world to send him this message through a phoenix. An anonymous letter.

Because the content of this anonymous letter is to report Dumbledore, yes, report.

The person who wrote the anonymous letter claimed that Dumbledore had blatantly ignored the Ministry of Magic's ban and hid a werewolf. Not only that, Dumbledore also arranged an unknown job for the werewolf.

As for the werewolf's true identity and its work content, the letter did not mention it.

So Fudge doesn't know how to deal with this now, but the fact that he can still sit leisurely in the office and enjoy coffee proves that he is not in a hurry.

Not to mention that he can't control Dumbledore, he actually doesn't like the "Anti-Werewolf Law". The reason why that law was passed was just to add some qualifications to the obedient and easy-to-use Umbridge. Used, no one cares whether it will be violated.

The reason why the Ministry of Magic classified the organization called GMW as an illegal organization and established a werewolf hunting unit was because that organization was too active. An organization established by wizards would have the same fate.

The Ministry of Magic can accept that "people" set up organizations in order to obtain fairer rights, but it cannot accept those "people" who rashly set up organizations and move around without the consent of the Ministry of Magic.

If you have any problems, report them and wait for notification, just like the group of vampires in Albania. They want the Ministry of Magic of various countries to classify the Black Forest of Albania as the legal territory of vampires, so they honestly send their subordinates to the Ministry of Magic of various countries to apply. This is The right thing to do for an intelligent creature in the magical world.

It will not work to use the Daily Prophet to guide public opinion to pressure the Ministry of Magic.

Otherwise, Rita Skeeter, the leading reporter for the Daily Prophet, would still be writing a touching story about werewolves every day.

I have to say that Skeeter's woman's writing is really good. Not to mention those wizards who published high-profile speeches in newspapers because they sympathized with werewolves. Even Fudge read it with gusto when he was doing personal hygiene in the bathroom every morning. Sometimes, I may even shed a few tears for those touching love stories.

But the Ministry of Magic has not considered abolishing the "Anti-Werewolf Law" at all.

The reason why the werewolf hunting force stopped was because a few prestigious old wizards expressed some opinions through the Wizengamot Council, but that only reduced the activities, not canceled them.

Of course, this matter still had to be dealt with, otherwise if the guy who made the anonymous letter exposed the news that Dumbledore was hiding werewolves, the Ministry of Magic would be uncomfortable.

Thinking about it, Fudge drank another cup of cappuccino in one gulp, walked back to his desk and sat down. After pressing the button to summon his assistant, he started writing something on a brand new piece of parchment.

Soon, Courtney Cobot pushed the door in and saw Fudge lying on the table writing a letter. He closed the door gently, walked to the desk with his head lowered, and then said respectfully: "Minister, do you have any questions?" Any orders?"

"Oh, it's you, Cobot."

Fudge looked up and saw that the assistant he saw was this young man who had been relatively active recently. He couldn't help but feel a little relieved. He had a good impression of Cobot. Every time he saw Cobot, he felt like he was looking at his younger self. The same thing Being motivated is equally efficient.

I heard that people in the assistant office affectionately call Cobot "Short Nose", which shows that he is usually a good person, which is very similar to himself.

Even the posture of keeping his head bowed in the leader's office is exactly the same as when he was young. For a young man who is measured, it is a pity that he is French.

It would be fine if Cobot was a Frenchman whose blood has been passed down for many generations, but this young man immigrated to the UK only in his grandfather's generation, which means that he will never be able to reach the position of office director in this life. No more progress.

While secretly feeling sorry for the young man, Fudge sealed the letter he had just written, and then said: "Send this letter to the Headmaster of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore."

"Yes, Minister." Cobot walked to the desk with his head lowered. After putting away the envelopes on the table with both hands, he asked, "Minister, do you have any other orders?"

"There really wasn't any trouble last night, right?" Fudge asked casually.

The reason why he asked this question was because every year on Halloween there would always be some trouble. There were often conflicts between wizards because they were given too little when shameless adult wizards came to ask for candy, and then all kinds of conflicts broke out. Small wizard melee.

Moreover, there used to be unscrupulous merchants in Diagon Alley selling artificial werewolf skins that could be worn on the body and dressed up like werewolves. Although the Ministry of Magic ordered the store to close that day, a lot of artificial werewolf skins had been sold. After all, There are many wizards who sympathize with werewolves.

Although yesterday was not a full moon, officials from the Ministry of Magic are still worried that real werewolves will sneak into the crowd and wait for opportunities to cause trouble. What if there are werewolves that can change at times other than the full moon?

But it is impossible for the Ministry of Magic to ban ordinary wizards from playing werewolves just for this matter, so last night, almost everyone in the Ministry of Magic, including Fudge, stayed up until midnight before going home.

Fortunately, until midnight, not only was there no news about anyone disguised as a werewolf and biting people, but there were no conflicts that often occurred in previous years. It can be seen that under Fudge's rule, the magical world was quiet and peaceful.

Thinking about it this way, Fudge felt quite proud. It would be better if this situation could continue until he retired.

In the office, Cobot said without hesitation: "I'm sure there is no trouble, minister. Under your leadership, the magical world is thriving."

It sounded so nice, and Fudge felt even more sorry for Cobot's future.

"Although the store in Diagon Alley has been closed for rectification, it has sold a lot of artificial werewolf skins before." Fudge said after thinking for a while, "It cannot be ruled out that during the full moon in the future, there will be wizards who deliberately wear artificial werewolves. Skin is active, so don’t let down your guard recently.”

"Yes, Minister, do you have any other orders?"

"Let's leave it like this for now. If anything else happens, I'll let you know."

"Then I'll send the letter first. Thank you for your hard work."

After Cobot left, Fudge shook his head gently. This young man is really a talent. If his nephew could have half the talent of Cobot, Fudge would laugh out loud in his dreams. Unfortunately, good kids all come from other families.

I just hope that when Cobot realizes that the most he can do in the Ministry of Magic is the Chief of Staff, he won't have too much resentment. After all, although most wizards have higher ceilings than him, their talents cannot even be the Chief of Staff.

……

Avery Manor, still the back garden, still the small table, still black tea, still Hydra Avery and Ducana Rozier, the only difference is that it is morning now.

"Hydra, the information you provided last time is already somewhat vague." Dukana drank her morning tea slowly.

"That's great, I hope it's good news." Hydera said with a smile. In fact, she was not in a good mood.

Last time, in order to gain the support of the Rozier family in France, Hydra gave some information about the Golden Kingdom to her aunt Ducana, but in order to prevent the Rozier family from leaving her to explore, The information she gave was ambiguous and even half-truthful.

Unexpectedly, the Rozier family has so many magical powers. In such a short period of time, I can already get an idea based on this little information.

You know, that is the Dorado that Tang's ancestors have been looking for for generations, but have never found.

Although this may be because before Hydra, the direct male descendants of Tang's family were all Muggles, but in Hydra's generation, there were not even any males, so they would give her information about the Golden Kingdom.

However, you must know that the blood ancestor of the Tang family was the top nobleman in Spain. The manpower and material resources he could use during the Age of Discovery were thousands of times that of wizards!

"It's not really good news," Ducana calmly drank her tea. "It's just that we found some locations where it is suspected that the Golden Kingdom once existed, but there are too many locations."

"Too many? I don't know if it overlaps with what I know."

Hydera pretended to be confused and said, this is not just a clue, it can find the suspected location, it can almost be said that the Golden Kingdom is right in front of you.

Although according to Aunt Ducana, there are many alternative positions, it is already amazing. She knows all the information by heart, but she has no clue at all. It’s just that she can’t show it, otherwise she will appear too incompetent. .

"Based on the information you provided, we have currently identified several locations, the Sahara Desert, the Himalayas, Australia's Ayers Rock, the Amazon Rainforest, the Greenland Ice Sheet, the Siberian Steppe, and the Scottish Highlands."

Ducana picked up a piece of small cake and put it into her mouth, and continued, "There are seven locations in total, and each of them may be the location of the Golden Kingdom, but except for Ayers Rock and the Scottish Highlands, other places are too big. To find El Dorado based on this alone is almost like finding a needle in a haystack, so..."

Dukana did not continue, but Hydera understood, and she said, "So you need more detailed information?"

Dukana nodded and said nothing.

"There is no more detailed information, but..." Hydera's heart gradually calmed down. She drank some black tea and ate a piece of cake with less cream before continuing, "After tonight."