Hogwarts Mental Rehabilitation Center

The next day, Travis came to the Ministry of Magic to meet with Minister Fudge.

It's not about his parents' affairs. Travis doesn't want to worry about his parents' affairs at all now.

Travis is here about the Magic Network game.

First of all, it is naturally the review of the game content, mainly to let Fudge see whether the customized plot is in line with Fudge's wishes.

I saw the black tide of beasts destroying one tribe after another like a tsunami, and finally gathered together and rushed towards the last and largest tribe in all directions.

At this time, Minister Fudge stepped on the fire dragon.

"I just came here to catch a little dragon, but I didn't expect to encounter something like this."

Minister Fudge said this, turning his hand and pressing it down.

"Burn all the wilderness!"

With the tribe as the center, a terrifying fire shock wave quickly swept through everything outside, burning all monsters it came into contact with into ashes.

After doing all this, Minister Fudge raised his hand again, resurrecting the dead, treating the living, and then left in a graceful way on a dragon.

……

"What do you think? Does it need to be modified in the lines? Or in the scene?" Travis asked.

"Isn't it... a bit too exaggerated?" Minister Fudge swallowed: "Of course, you set the plot of the game. As long as it is positive overall, I will not interfere with the specific content. If you want to do this It’s your freedom to set that.”

Travis nodded to show he understood.

"As long as Minister Fudge doesn't object, I have one more thing that I might want to trouble Minister Fudge with," Travis said.

"Tell me, what's the matter."

"I need to install the most important component of the already built signal tower - the existing signal tower is just a shell built by Muggles - it will use broomsticks and invisibility, so I need your approval. "Travis said.

"No problem at all, but if you are accidentally discovered by a Muggle, remember to notify me immediately so that I can have someone deal with it as soon as possible."

Travis: "Thank you so much."

Fudge: "What are you talking about, Mr. Clyde? The Magic Network is related to the development of the entire magical world, and the signal tower is the top priority. I just follow the rules."

"Well, for the future of the wizarding world."

"For the future of the wizarding world."

The two looked at each other, smiled, and clinked a glass.

We chatted for a while, mainly about the subsequent plot of Fudge’s character.

Travis said, and Fudge listened without commenting at all.

Not expressing an opinion is an attitude in itself, and this attitude is called acquiescence.

Later in the evening, Travis left the Ministry of Magic and returned to his home to prepare what he needed.

Travis spent the next few days running around installing adapters and activating signal towers.

After installing it all the way to Hogwarts near his home, and finally conducting some tests to confirm that it could be used, Travis chatted with Principal Dumbledore for a while and asked how the issue of linking scores to the game world was being handled. .

"It has been designed, but... I can't tell you yet. I will announce it at the freshman orientation ceremony." Dumbledore blinked and let it slip.

"Ok."

Travis shrugged and didn't care.

"One more thing, I plan to put Voldemort into the game. Can you tell me the specific image of Voldemort?" Travis asked.

Dumbledore was silent for a moment, then picked up a piece of chocolate and lit it on the plate for a while before speaking.

"Why put this in the game?" Dumbledore asked.

"Voldemort is not dead, isn't he? Then he will come back sooner or later. People are afraid of Voldemort because they all know that he is powerful, but they don't know how powerful he is. That is, people's fear comes from the unknown about Voldemort."

"Integrate his image into the game, make people familiar with him, and break the unknown layer, then naturally they will no longer be afraid of him."

"Not to mention... there is a Death Eater who escaped from Azkaban. He will go find him and help him make a comeback, right?"

Dumbledore frowned: "How did you know about this? This matter probably hasn't been published in the newspaper yet."

"my parents……"

Travis told Dumbledore the latest situation about his parents, which immediately made Dumbledore dumbfounded.

"When your father was still in school, I thought he would work in the Ministry of Magic in the future. Unexpectedly, although the process was much bumpy, he eventually joined the Ministry of Magic," Dumbledore said.

"It seems that your judgment of people is not accurate at all. This situation in Azkaban is accidental, not inevitable. What's more... I doubt that they can stay there and work well."

Dumbledore "You should have confidence in your parents, they... are your parents after all."

Travis: “I’m pretty confident that they’re not reliable.”

Dumbledore shook his head helplessly: "Actually, you are afraid of meeting them, so you even think that it would be better if they cause some more trouble, right?"

"I'm indeed not ready yet...but they should be even less ready, otherwise at least one of them should be able to take a leave of absence to visit me." Travis nodded and admitted generously.

"Really? Then if they come to see you, how will you face them?" Dumbledore asked.

"It should be complicated, right?" Travis thought for a moment and shook his head: "I have admitted that I was not prepared. How could I know what my attitude would be at that time?"

Dumbledore nodded and changed the topic instead of talking about it.

"Regarding the fugitive, the Ministry of Magic believed that he might take action against Harry in order to avenge Voldemort. Therefore, Fudge requested that dementors be allowed to reside in Hogwarts."

"To be honest, I'm not very willing to agree to this. Dementors are not cute creatures that are easy to get along with."

"But you still agreed? I saw Fudge a few days ago, and he didn't say anything about it." Travis asked.

Dumbledore nodded, looking slightly depressed: "After all, Fudge is the Minister of Magic, and this time the reason is very good."

"So why are you telling me this? To complain? Or do you want me to be mentally prepared in advance?" Travis asked, throwing a piece of chocolate into his mouth.

"On the contrary."

Dumbledore crossed his fingers and leaned forward slightly.

"I hope you will be kind to the dementors who are about to come to Hogwarts and don't provoke them."

Travis rolled his eyes immediately: "Why don't you go make the dementors be nice to me?"

"Because they only listen to what the Ministry of Magic says, and they won't pay attention to anything other people say."

"You are really good at picking on the weak."

Taking another piece of chocolate, Travis stood up.

"I know, I have to leave first."

"Ah."

After Travis left, Dumbledore picked up a piece of chocolate and put it in front of his eyes and looked at it for a long time.

"William, can you still recognize your child?"

"of course."