#250 - godfather
"Hehe, your idea isn't bad." Arthur's smile grew stronger. "You don't need to be too sad. Actually, there isn't absolutely no way to resolve this law."
"Oh? What do you mean?" Anduin saw Arthur's relaxed expression and knew there were some other tricks to it.
"Look, what this law requires is that the Muggle item being enchanted must 'have the intention to be used', otherwise it's illegal. If you can prove that you actually didn't want it to have that function, it's equivalent to not 'having the intention to be used'."
"For example, let's say I got a Muggle car and enchanted it to have a flying function, but because I don't want to use it to fly, it doesn't count as 'having the intention to be used', so it's equivalent to being legal." Arthur smiled smugly.
"Ah? Are you sure this isn't a concept swap? This is a word game, right? Can it work?" Anduin glanced at Arthur suspiciously, then drank all the vanilla tea in his teacup.
"It's okay, if this law really doesn't work, just change it. Anyway, most of the legal clauses regarding Muggle items were written by me." Arthur shrugged indifferently.
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After hearing Arthur's words, Anduin couldn't hold back a mouthful of the remaining vanilla tea and sprayed it out, luckily Arthur reacted quickly and dodged it.
"Cough, cough, what did you say? You wrote the law prohibiting the abuse of Muggle items?" Anduin coughed heavily from the tea and stared at Arthur with wide eyes.
"Why are you so nervous?" Arthur looked at Anduin with some confusion. "Actually, I didn't write all of it. This law has existed for a long time, but many of the clauses inside were old, so I revised and added a lot of content, and I also issued individual supplementary bills. It's nothing, it's all routine."
How can the Ministry of Magic's laws be so childish? Can a department head just modify the laws at will? Anduin suddenly felt that the world was much more dreamlike.
"Alas." Arthur sighed. "The main reason is that our Misuse of Muggle Artefacts Office is still not taken seriously. Now the entire department only has me and Perkins. No one can help us with these legal clauses, so naturally we can only solve them ourselves."
Listening to Arthur's words, it seemed like he felt wronged that he was revising the laws alone? Anduin looked at Arthur speechlessly. He really didn't know how much power he had.
"That." Anduin deliberated for a moment, feeling a little embarrassed, but couldn't help but say, "Can you write the legalization of magical items made from Muggle items in commerce into the law?"
"Are you serious? I thought you were joking before. β" Arthur laughed. "Of course, it's a small matter. Many people have sold enchanted Muggle items before."
"In fact, most wizards don't understand Muggles very well. Even if you cast spells on Muggle items, they may not be able to tell. Like magical cameras, they are actually magical items developed by Cairo alchemists, but they are often mistaken for enchanted Muggle items."
"So, as long as they aren't dangerous and don't fall into Muggle hands, we won't make things too difficult. After all, I have enough headaches just dealing with those items that accidentally circulate into Muggle hands. In short, Muggles can't see or possess magical items, that's the bottom line."
"I understand, Mr. Weasley." Anduin suddenly felt like he was seeing Arthur in a new light. He didn't expect this usually amiable middle-aged man to have so much power.
Afterwards, the two chatted about Muggle items for a while, and Arthur was clearly more interested in how Anduin processed Muggle items.
In Anduin's eyes, Arthur was more curious about Muggle items and Muggle life than any other wizard he knew. He doubted whether Arthur could abide by the laws he made.
Just as the two were chatting enthusiastically, Molly, who was busy in the kitchen, took the time to run out and exchanged pleasantries with Anduin for a while. At the same time, she rejected Anduin's suggestion to help in the kitchen, clearly wanting him to taste her cooking.
At this time, the children who were playing outside also poured in. Under the command of Bill and Charlie, they took off their protective gear and didn't mess with the Quidditch equipment in their hands. Obviously, they were more afraid of Anduin than their family members.
And Hog followed the crowd into the living room, but not alone.
Bill had obviously managed to get Ginny to let go of Hog's tail, but he couldn't help Hog get rid of Ginny's entanglement.
Ginny, who was originally pulling his tail and following behind, changed her position and was now sitting proudly on Hog's back, her two small hands tightly grabbing the fur on Hog's neck, looking very imposing.
Hog had a numb expression. He had been tortured crazy by this red-haired girl. First, she pulled his tail to death, and then she rode on him and wouldn't let go. Since following Anduin, he had never suffered such humiliation.
Seeing Anduin again, Hog once again cast a look of help. His boss had ruthlessly abandoned him before.
However, Anduin was in a good mood now. Seeing Hog's regretful face, he came to Ginny's side very considerately, patted his hands twice, then opened his arms, pretending to hug her.
When Ginny saw Anduin's actions, she reacted quickly, quickly shifted her attention to Anduin, widened her arms, and 'swooshed' into his arms, then obediently shrank into Anduin's arms.
Seeing this scene, the Weasley brothers were speechless. No matter how they tried to persuade this little girl before, she wouldn't let go. How could Anduin get her to hug him with just a small hand? This was too disrespectful to her brothers.
However, the most satisfied with this result was Hog. Seeing that he had finally gotten rid of the little girl, he quickly ran to the side, only wanting to stay away from this family's children.
"It seems Ginny likes you very much." Molly looked at her daughter, who was very close to Anduin. "Speaking of which, Ginny was born with Anduin's companionship. How about..."
Molly looked at Ginny, then at Arthur and Anduin. "How about you be Ginny's godfather? Although you are only 12 years older than her, you are both mature and sensible, and in the period when Ginny was just born, you were already like an elder, helping to take care of my children."
"Me? Godfather?" Anduin looked down at Ginny, who was sitting obediently in his arms and still sucking on her hand, and a strange sense of love welled up in his heart.
