A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 614 The Ministry of Magic

Felix deliberately entered the Ministry of Magic through the guest entrance - the red telephone box.

This place was once blasted by Death Eaters with magic, in order to cut off the connection between the Ministry of Magic and the outside world and cause riots.Later, the Ministry of Magic prevaricated with the excuse of 'leakage of underground gas pipes'. Felix wanted to see if the mobile ice cream truck was still there, but the street corner was empty now.

The voice of the woman in the phone booth was as indifferent and blunt as ever, as if nothing had changed.But after crossing Thieves Falls, Felix presciently casts some spells on himself that will make him less noticeable.

He stopped for a moment at the reception desk in the Ministry's main hall.

A dozen Squibs—as evidenced by their clothes—surrounded several receptionists, asking questions, while the bearded receptionist baffled questions from all directions.

"Quiet—all quiet—" he yelled with his mustache up, trying to maintain order, "fill out the form first—then go back and wait for news. I don't have that damn exclusive wand in my hand, not a single one!"

"Why did you leave your phone number?" one of the Squibs asked.

Others have the same doubts.It is well known that staff at the Ministry of Magic never use it for office work, preferring to use well-trained owls with two wings.

"The Ministry of Magic will set up a temporary office someday, two streets from here - in a yellow office building, where dropped calls - or telephones, I don't care what it's called." Bearded receptionist said grumpily.

Not far away, a fountain made of gold made the sound of gurgling water.

When Felix came near the elevator, a red-haired young man was waiting anxiously, holding a thick stack of documents in his hands, pushing away the paper airplane that blocked his sight impatiently, and pressing the upward button. button.

"Percy?" Felix asked.

Percy was taken aback, and the parchment documents in his hand were scattered all over the floor. "Professor Hype?" he greeted, frantically flicking his wand back at the scattered papers.He knew there were people around, but for some reason, he didn't even have the slightest thought of exploring it just now.

"I've come to the Ministry on business. Is Ms. Burns in her office?"

"Yes, sir, she is," said Percy, as the elevator doors opened.The two walked in, Percy smoothed his hair calmly, and said, "I'm just going to the minister's office to deliver an important document," he explained.

The elevator started to go up, and several lavender paper airplanes circled above their heads.

"Sir?" said Percy.

Felix smiled at him, as if they were still in class and Percy had just asked a question.

"I was there that day, the press conference of the exclusive magic wand..." He said a little excitedly: "After I went back, I thought about it seriously, and some thoughts were spinning in my mind. I wrote a report overnight. Working at the Department of International Magical Cooperation—”

"Is it related to the exclusive magic wand?"

"Yes." A thin layer of sweat broke out from the tip of Percy's nose, and his cheeks were slightly flushed, "I think—the exclusive wand will greatly enhance our international status. The letter has been sent to our department, sir, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity - if run properly, it may be better than a Tournament or two, or the Quidditch World Cup, and even better..."

Felix's mouth twitched slightly.

He also received similar letters.

The news about the exclusive magic wand was announced on August 8st. On the contrary, the official press conference was postponed for a few days, so some well-informed people had the opportunity to know about it in advance, but they couldn't confirm the authenticity, so they wrote letter to ask.

"Is this your idea alone?" He had a good impression of Percy, well, in Felix's mind, he had a good impression of anyone who could take the initiative to get things over.

"Actually," Percy stammered, "I also got some inspiration. When Penello got off work yesterday, she complained to me that owls from all over the world were drowning her, and the letters were mixed in French, German, Spanish, etc. and other languages, some characters she has never even seen before.”

"I see, your report has been handed in?"

"Yes, this morning."

"I could mention it to Ms. Burns, but don't expect results."

"That's enough, sir!" said Percy cheerily. "This is a critical time for me, and Ms. Burns has shown me great confidence, but my age is a big problem, I mean. Yes, after the new director takes office, I must maintain enough respect... I have applied to be transferred to the International Magic Trade Standards Association, and I am expected to become the department director."

That's really something to be proud of. Percy has just graduated for a year, but he has taken turns to participate in large-scale international events such as the Tournament of Hegemony, the Quidditch World Cup, and the exchange of ancient runes. There is no immediate boss.

It is only natural that he can stand out.

But it sounds like a lot of trouble.Felix wondered wildly, who will be the new director?The question was on his lips, but he realized that he was not really interested in the answer. The elevator door opened, and the two of them turned a few corridors before stopping. Percy straightened up and knocked on the door solemnly.

"Please come in."

Ms. Burns said gruffly, sounding in a bad mood.Percy opened his mouth, and walked in bravely.

There are people in the office.

In addition to Ms. Burns who was sitting on the sofa with a stiff expression, there were two other groups of people present. Felix immediately felt the restlessness surging in the office. Of course, he could see it with his eyes.

"It's Percy," said Miss Burns, with a look of hope in her eyes. "Is there anything urgent I need to do at the Ministry?"

"Um, I'm here to deliver a document," Percy said coyly.

This answer was clearly not a pleasant one, and Ms. Burns sat back in her chair disappointed. "Okay, thank you, Percy, just put it on the table, I'll look at it later. Busy now—" she snorted, "entertaining guests."

"Mr. Haipu?" At this moment, a surprised voice called.

On the sofa seat, a blond young man jumped up and strode over, bypassing Percy, revealing a familiar face.

"Uria?"

Felix suddenly realized that it was very appropriate for Uriah to appear here.He had at least three reasons: Uriah was a professor at Ilvermorny, and had a close friendship with the former headmaster who was killed; after leaving school, he chose to enter the Magical Congress of America and became a member of the Auror team chasing Voldemort; It also represents the backbone of the Reform Society, and it also needs to show its ability and presence from time to time.

It's just not clear when he came to England.

Uria shook hands with Felix in a slightly exaggerated way.He has matured and his eyes are firm, but at this moment there is a trace of longing in those eyes. After a little hesitation, Felix became more enthusiastic, opened his arms to hug him, and patted his shoulder affectionately.But I couldn't help feeling in my heart that doing practical things can really train people.

Looking over Yuria's shoulder, Felix saw that the faces of some of the two confronting parties immediately turned gloomy.

"Are they—" he whispered.

"The Stewart family." Uriah also whispered.

Felix suddenly thought of a name, James Stewart, he is one of the founders of Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and also another—or, the actual founder of Ilvermorny, the witch Ey Solter Thayer's Muggle husband.

And Isolt Thayer is a descendant of Slytherin.

Thinking about it this way, the purpose of the Stuart family's visit is self-evident.

When the two separated, Ms. Burns was standing in front of them, and she said with a sigh of relief, "Thank God, Professor Dumbledore told me, I just didn't expect it to be you-to be honest, I really It's—" She pursed her lips, and didn't let herself say anything harsh.

Yuria was a little embarrassed.

He himself knew how they harassed the Minister of Magic these days, and he simply refused to leave.But the snake stick is too important, so they will ignore the criticism - when the snake stick is held in Voldemort's hand, they dare not make any movements. Now that Voldemort is said to have failed, they immediately come over eagerly to ask for it.

His only insistence was that he did not try to follow Mr. Haipe's footsteps.But that insistence soon faltered, as members of the Stewart family arrived after hearing the news, arguing that the relics of their ancestors should be taken back.

"Let me introduce you, Felix," said Ms. Burns, smiling, as if pleased to be out of trouble.She glanced at a dark-skinned old wizard who was somewhat bald, "With Mr. Edmund is Mr. Greg, the vice-principal of Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, these two—"

"My name is Melville, Melville Stewart," said a young man eagerly. "Mr. Haip, I have heard your name. You should understand our admiration for the relics of our ancestors. We are always eager to recast the glory of the family. There is no doubt that we have the ownership of the snakewood wand as a matter of course."

"I—" Felix opened his mouth.

"Our blood is well documented, without ambiguity, going all the way back to Isolt Thayer's eldest daughter, Martha Stewart, though she was only a Squib and married a No-Maj husband, but her bloodline is extremely pure."

"Uh, congratulations?" Felix said thoughtfully.

The young man stared, not expecting to hear such an answer.At this time, a slightly older middle-aged wizard behind him walked over with a smile, stepped forward to shake hands, and said politely: "Hi, Mr. Haip, I'm Melville's uncle Blaise Stewart."

"Hello, Mr. Stewart." Felix nodded.

"About the snakewood wand—"

"Well, Mr. Stewart, I hope you understand that I am not a judge, and the task I received is to return the property to its original owner—"

"We are its real masters!"

"You can try to see if it will respond to you." Felix took out the snakewood staff, and several pairs of fiery eyes immediately stuck to it. Blaise Stewart subconsciously took two steps forward, wanting to take it.

"I mean, call it and let it respond to you." Felix shook his head and took a step back.

"It's just a wand! Mr. Hape!" he said angrily.

Felix put away the snakewood staff, feeling a little disappointed. It seems that the two members of the Stewart family present could not speak Parseltongue.The atmosphere was a bit awkward for a while, when Ms. Burns said: "Felix, can we have a chat alone?"

"Of course." Felix agreed.

They came to the small lounge next to them, closed the door, and Felix said, "Amelia, I tried, Stuart's people—"

"Oh, that's just a small thing. I don't care who the snakewood wand belongs to." Ms. Burns said, Felix was slightly surprised, and she continued: "What I want to know is the report. How the hell did you I thought about it." Her last words were almost whispered.

"What report?"

"You handed in 'Muggle technology challenges wizard secrecy in the context of the new era'," Ms. Burns approached Felix, raised her head and gritted her teeth and said, "I can't believe that you quietly Throwing such a big trouble, do you know that I haven't been sleeping well these days?"

"I don't know," Felix said honestly, "First of all, let me declare that the trouble is not caused by me. It is your responsibility to prevent the exposure of the magic world. It is I who pointed out the omissions in your work. You should thank me. .”

Burns glared at him angrily, and had to admit that what Felix said made sense.But why let her catch up?
"Why didn't you mention this at Fudge's appointment?"

"I don't know him well."

"...What about the exclusive wand thing? Don't say it was an accident, I found out that you have been secretly promoting this matter, and everything you do revolves around one purpose, which is—"

"Prevent the exposure of the magic world, and prepare for the countermeasures after exposure." Felix nodded, "You're welcome, this is what I should do."

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Ms. Burns was defeated. She said breathlessly: "Well, I admit it-if half of your report is true, I have no reason to blame you. On the contrary. Thank you—but you must not withdraw!"

"Uh, well..." Felix hesitated, and Ms. Burns raised her eyebrows. "Ma'am, pay attention to your image. In the eyes of the public, you are a resolute and courageous female minister who led the people out of the shadow of war."

"What image do I have?" Ms. Burns couldn't help yelling, her eyes fixed on him, "I'm not confident at all—it's a mess now, and I have to deal with Squibs these days, and half of the Ministry The people above are so busy, how can there be time? What's more, those people outside are arguing in my ears all day long, and they can't be driven away." She raised her chin outside the lounge.

"... At most, I can help the staff, give advice or something."

"Then it's settled." Burns insisted.

The excitement faded from her face, which became serious and satisfied.Seeing Felix staring at her eyes, she seemed to be dumbfounded, and she stroked her hair gracefully—her short hair turned into shawl hair at some point, she said thoughtfully, "Sirius said you just eat this Wow, I didn't expect it to be true."

"Sirius." Felix chewed on the name, as if he had just eaten a strange-flavored bean. "He really impressed me...Maybe I should invite him to dinner and get to know him again."

Because Sirius, the 'traitor', leaked the secret, Ms. Burns was able to deceive him-not to be deceived, at least her emotions were not faked, she was really worried and restless.This is an inspiration to Felix. It is not a panacea to be able to observe emotions.

"Don't think about it, you won't be able to find him in a short time." Ms. Burns rolled her eyes and said in a rather dissatisfied tone: "As soon as the press conference ended yesterday, he took Harry to travel around."

The two who had just confronted each other seemed to be fighting against each other.

They ran really fast... Felix rubbed his palms and thought, but it's hard to say, maybe Sirius had a similar plan in the first place, but Amelia dragged him away, so he came up with this way to get out .

Felix suddenly felt itchy.

"What task did you plan to arrange for him?" He asked tentatively.

Ms. Burns rolled her eyes. "Well, you are always so sharp... Sirius has been in Muggle society for a while, I want him to do some research first, visit some people as a teacher, and systematically observe the development level of Muggles over the years. But It can only be postponed for now.”

"Choose wisely, ma'am."

"Thank you for the compliment." Ms. Burns said dryly, "Let's go out first, wait for those people to be sent away, and then discuss carefully. I have a lot of problems."

"Oh, not today, I may have to go to Ilvermorny. I have a new understanding of 'return to the original owner', and I can guess why Dumbledore said that I am the most suitable candidate... "

　I wish you all a happy Lantern Festival!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)