Connor's Hogwarts

"We have registered with the Ministry of Magic a long time ago? What do you mean by coming here to cause trouble now?"

"That was indeed our department's fault."

"Then why do you want to make such a big fuss? Are you afraid that no one will know? We need an explanation!"

"This. This is the news that those reporters got from who knows where. This is not our responsibility, and I have ordered the Aurors to cordon off this area."

"You! You've gone too far!"

"Okay, Flora, stop arguing. It's pointless. Director Crouch, we will replace this batch of products. Let's end this matter today."

"Thank you, Mr. Devin, for your understanding. This time it was indeed our department's mistake. I really feel sorry for it."

"Hahaha, then please your Lake family to deal with all this batch of goods as soon as possible. I will supervise this matter here."

"We don't need the adults from the Ministry of Magic to worry about our Lake Factory matters!"

"That's not possible! We must ensure that all this batch of cards are destroyed, otherwise there will be big problems. Such an important matter cannot be treated carelessly, right, Mr. Director."

"Yes, Mr. Devine, Miss Flora, the destruction of the cards must be completed under the supervision of the Ministry of Magic. Dolores will be responsible for the entire process -"

"Bang——!!"

Suddenly, the sound from the fireplace in the room interrupted the heated conversation. Everyone in the room turned their heads to look in the direction of the fireplace, and then saw two handsome yuppie boys, one big and one small, coming out of the fireplace. walked out.

Connor walked in front and looked around the room. Flora and Old Devin were both there. Behind them stood several managers from the card factory. Opposite them, facing them were people from the Ministry of Magic.

Connor recognized the old man in the lead. He was Barty Crouch, the current Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. As the head of the largest department in the Ministry of Magic, he actually appeared here. Obviously, something big happened.

"Connor? Ivan? Why did you come here? This is none of your business! Go back!" Flora spoke first, and Connor noticed her raised eyebrows. It seemed that the conversation they just had was not pleasant.

"Mom! We just saw it live on the news! What happened?!" Ivan didn't know what happened, but he also noticed that the group of men in black on the opposite side obviously had bad intentions, so he also glared angrily. Looking at the people from the Ministry of Magic opposite.

"You don't have to worry about things here. You go back first." Flora obviously didn't want the two children to get involved in this matter, but she couldn't let the Connor brothers leave.

"I think this is Mr. Connor Lake, who disclosed the scroll magic model and invented this kind of magic card, right?" Barty Crouch walked towards Connor with a smile on his face. Connor stretched out his right hand: "Nice to meet you here. I am Barty Crouch, Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement."

"Hello, Mr. Crouch," Connor shook hands with him briefly, looked at his expressionless grandfather, and said, "May I know what happened here?"

At this time, a woman who looked like a pink toad walked out from behind Crouch, covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Oh, haha, it's nothing serious, it's just that our department discovered-"

"I'm sorry, madam, I'm allergic to low-quality perfume. Can you please stay away from me?" Connor interrupted the fat toad with a smile.

The fat toad stopped awkwardly, and Flora next to her couldn't help laughing. Then her face suddenly darkened: "Of course. Yes."

"Haha," Old Devin also smiled, and the tense atmosphere was relaxed a little by Connor. He and Connor explained: "Your magic cards have been detected to have problems, and the Ministry of Magic wants to take back this batch of magic cards." Production license for cards.”

"Oh?" Connor looked at Crouch, who had a calm face, and asked, "Didn't I remember that our magic cards got the production license in early June?"

"That was the result of the negligence of my subordinate department and insufficient detection. We later discovered that your magic card can be used directly without magic. This means that even Muggles can use this kind of card, which may cause serious consequences. The consequences are a violation of international confidentiality laws. After discussion, our department decided that this product will not be produced." Crouch said in a business-like tone.

Connor looked at his grandfather, and Old Devin said expressionlessly: "We will follow the orders of the Ministry of Magic and dispose of this batch of goods. Let's end this matter today."

The fat toad over there spoke again: "That's not okay! Our Office for Prohibiting the Abuse of Magic will supervise your destruction of this batch of cards. We cannot let this kind of magic props flow into the market!"

Crouch nodded, handed over a document, and said: "Yes, this is an execution order. Miss Dolores Umbridge will follow up on this matter throughout the process. We also hope that your Lake family will cooperate with us." Work."

Connor frowned. He figured out the twists and turns in an instant. The Lake family had fallen into a trap. Apparently someone discovered the huge business opportunities contained in Connor's magic cards and set up such a trap. bureau.

The nonsense reason why magic props can be discovered and used by Muggles is actually nonsense, because all magic props produced by factories are equipped with Muggle confusion spells. For example, if Connor's monster card is taken by Muggles When it arrives, they can only see an ordinary card.

If there is really anything "wrong" with Connor's magic cards, it is that if the cards are destroyed by Muggles, the magic inside will indeed be used, but this is the core use of scroll magic! When I applied for the production order, it was approved, but now these people have come back and regretted it. The dirty nature of this is obvious.

"Wait a minute!" Connor took out his magic wand and waved it, and a card flew up from the box next to him and floated into Connor's hand.

"As long as Muggles can't use the magic in it, that's fine, right?" Connor touched the card with his hand and modified the magic pattern in an instant. Then he handed the card to Crouch and said:

"Now, this card can only be triggered by magic power. Simply tearing it up will not trigger the card. Can this card pass the production order now?"

Crouch took the card and glanced at it twice, and found that the triggering mechanism of the card actually changed instantly. He was secretly surprised, but his face remained calm: "Well, logically there should be no problem."

"However, it still needs to be discussed by our department before a new production order can be issued."

"You!" Flora glared at Crouch, waiting for you to sign a new production order. By then the day lilies will be cold!

Old Devin also looked gloomy: "How long does it take to issue a new production order?"

Crouch smiled slightly: "I can't say for sure. We can only promise to handle it as soon as possible."

Connor said again: "We will modify all the magic cards in this batch, so we won't bother the Ministry of Magic to supervise their destruction."

"But if there are cards flowing into the market..."

"We, the Lake family, will take responsibility."

Crouch smiled and said: "Then let's do it. Our Ministry of Magic still believes in the credibility of the Lake family."

"Collect the team."

When the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic led the team to leave, the entrance to the Monster Card Factory was instantly blocked by the group of Western reporters.

The atmosphere in the Lake family today is not pleasant...