Chapter 1214 The Ministry of Magic's Plan
Sony was founded in 1946 and is headquartered in Tokyo. After years of development, it has become a large comprehensive multinational enterprise group.
Their newly appointed sixth president and representative director is Nobuyuki Idei, and it was he who strongly promoted the collaboration between Sony Music and MJ.
The fact that someone is determined to acquire Sony/ATV's music copyright is enough to prove how sharp Deji's vision is.
"Investigate this young man."
Half an hour later, the secretary came back and took the thin personal file with an expressionless face and began to read it carefully.
Vincent Wayne
Gender: Male
British nationality
unknown age
Eric Wein, the only son of Bugatti Automobiles' new boss and chairman of the newly established Prologue Investment Company on Wall Street, which holds a large number of shares in American technology companies, became the second largest shareholder of BMG Records at 3:45 pm today.
Izukui frowned slightly, "Is this all for now?"
"Yes, President Izumi, I have already asked our branches in the UK and US to start an in-depth investigation, and we will have a more detailed file soon."
Chujing opened the drawer under his desk and put the thin file inside.
This young man is no ordinary person. The Internet age is about to come, and the stocks of technology companies he holds will skyrocket in the future.
Chu Jing never believed in luck. There must be a special reason why the other party suddenly entered the declining record industry.
"I'm going to focus on investigating his relationships. I want to know why he's so determined to acquire Sony/ATV's music copyright."
The secretary nodded solemnly, "Roger that, President Izumi."
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Ministry of Magic, United Kingdom.
The minister's office, which was burned down by the fierce fire, is no longer magnificent after reconstruction, but it can still be considered luxurious compared with other departments.
At the precious mahogany table, Fudge was reading Umbridge's letter.
Of course, she would not confess what she had done at Hogwarts. She just pointed out that there were extremely serious problems with the school's system, especially the selection system for model students and prefects.
The principal is directly appointed based on the students' performance. This selection method is not only unfair, but also gives the principal too much power, which is not conducive to the Ministry of Magic's plans.
Fudge frowned and put down the letter. In his eyes, this selection system was tailor-made for Dumbledore to win over outstanding students.
It's been 26 years since Dumbledore officially became the headmaster of Hogwarts in 1969. How many outstanding students have joined his ranks during this period? And what heights have they achieved in various fields of the wizarding world after graduation?
Fudge rubbed his swollen temples as his headache grew the more he thought about it.
Dumbledore's "ambition" is growing day by day, and it won't be long before he takes action and intervenes in the power struggle in the Ministry of Magic.
Those outstanding graduates will definitely provide him with assistance, and Fudge may be dismissed from his ministerial post in his sleep, or even be "maliciously" framed and imprisoned in Azkaban.
"No——" Fudge, whose face turned pale, broke out in a cold sweat.
He will not let things go in a bad direction, he must take the initiative.
But the biggest director of Hogwarts is Vincent, and the castle is "controlled" by him and Dumbledore. Umbridge entered the school as a special education committee member appointed by the Ministry of Magic, and she can do nothing except supervision.
Find a reason, a reason that will cause public outrage, a reason that will force the Ministry of Magic to forcibly intervene in school management.
Campus bullying, academic misconduct, corruption and bribery among faculty and staff, manipulation of resource allocation, and conflicts in school rules leading to student violence...
Fudge grinned. He could come up with so many excuses just by thinking casually.
He took out parchment and a quill and wrote a reply to Umbridge who was far away at Hogwarts.
7pm,
Umbridge, who had been waiting anxiously for an entire afternoon, finally received a reply.
She only read two lines of text and then smiled as if she had succeeded in her evil plan.
Despite her limited mobility, she immediately took her notebook and left the office.
hall,
The students who were enjoying dinner suddenly lost their appetite.
At first, they all thought that the big pink toad was targeting Hermione, but after walking around the Gryffindor table, she actually went around to the Slytherin table.
Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff were not spared, and even several professors at the staff table were examined from head to toe by her.
"Where's Professor Snape?"
Professor Charity Burbage, who teaches Muggle Studies, gently adjusted his glasses and said, "Professor Umbridge, what do you want to see him about?"
"No." Umbridge quickly wrote a line in the small notebook, "I just asked casually."
She looked at the other empty seats at the staff table. "Don't Professor McGonagall and the others usually come to the cafeteria for dinner?"
Bubaji didn’t quite understand what she was trying to ask.
The school didn't have a rule that professors had to eat at the staff table, and Umbridge herself wouldn't come, so why ask such a question?
"Professor Bubaji, it's okay if you don't answer. I know the school meals are very poor."
Bubbage tilted his head, as if he had heard something. "Professor Umbridge, I don't think there's anything wrong with the school meals. Maybe you're not used to it yet."
"Really?" Umbridge studied the expression on her face with a scrutinizing look.
Bubaji was known for his good temper, but he still felt a little annoyed at being looked at like that.
Her tone was slightly dissatisfied, "Professor Umbridge, what are you doing?"
"I'm investigating." Umbridge looked away regretfully. "As the Ministry of Magic's special education committee member, it is my responsibility to investigate every corner of the school."
She smiled what she thought was a sweet smile and looked at the four long tables below. "Look, no one seems to have much of an appetite."
Bubaji, who was disgusted, smiled awkwardly.
Whose fault is it that everyone has lost their appetite? It's you.
People should know themselves. No wonder all the teachers and students in the school dislike her.
"Professor Bubaji, what do you think is the reason?"
"Uh... well, I'm not sure, maybe it's because-"
Umbridge's smile widened. "It's because of corruption in management, isn't it?"
Bubaji was suddenly stunned.
Not only does she not have self-awareness, but she also deliberately finds fault and feels good about herself. No wonder all the teachers and students in the school dislike her.
Seeing that Bubbaji did not answer, Umbridge wrote another line in the little notebook.
"Thank you for your cooperation, Professor Bubaji, and enjoy your meal."
The disgusting pink toad finally left, but no one had any appetite.
Castle Dungeon,
The sound of heels hitting the ground drifted faintly into Snape's office.
"Knock knock—Professor Snape, are you there?"
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