Chapter 557 Drinking poison to quench thirst

In the conference hall of the Ministry of Magic, the top officials of several major departments of the Ministry of Magic, including the Director of the Auror Office, the Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, and the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters, gathered together.

Like any high-level leadership meeting of a large organization or country, the atmosphere in the conference hall was serious, even a little too serious.

Because everyone present looked gloomy, as if tomorrow was the end of the world.

Of course, tomorrow cannot be the end of the world, but for these officials, every day that follows is not too different from the end of the world.

The reason for all this is officially the order issued by Minister Flint regarding the subsequent work of the Ministry of Magic.

Yes, the paper version of the order is currently on the table in the conference room for everyone to read. After being edited by the female assistant, the text on it has formed an official document with beautiful words and standard format, but Everyone can still read the murderous aura from every word on it!

‘It’s all up to you! If you don't do it well, die! ’

That's what their Minister Flint means!

"Phew!" Robert, who was the director of the Auror Office at the time, sighed deeply, "Tell me, Mr. Minister, what he wants to do."

"I believe you are well aware of this, Robert." Cage, who was then the Director of the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, said, "Obviously, Mr. Minister has had enough of you. As officials employed by the Ministry of Magic, we The most fundamental responsibility is to help Mr. Minister manage this country. But what have you done? You will only act as a sounding machine, summarizing information to Mr. Minister, and then Mr. Minister will make decisions. This is undoubtedly a big deal. It increases the workload of Mr. Minister and proves your incompetence.”

After saying this, Cage smiled slightly, crossed his legs and leaned comfortably on the back of the chair.

The document issued by Chris this time has almost zero impact on him, the Director of the Department for the Management and Control of Magical Creatures, because everything under the jurisdiction of the Department for the Management and Control of Magical Creatures has always been handled by them themselves, and there is no need to do so. You need to consult the Minister of Magic.

This was a bad thing in the past, as it made the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures one of the busiest departments in the entire Ministry of Magic.

But now it seems that this has become a good thing.

Hearing this, the top officials of several other departments all had dark faces. The directors of some departments, such as the Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement and the Department of International Magical Cooperation, were a little better. After all, they usually have a lot of work to do. Please give me your instructions, Mr. Minister, but these are small matters that cannot be solved by themselves.

Therefore, this document does not have a great impact on them. It is just that the good days of leisure will no longer exist in the future.

The expression on the head of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

You must know that there is still an imminent key incident of minority group rebellion before him. He knows with his heels that if he handles this matter slightly wrong, the feedback caused by this matter will make him advance in advance. Go see Merlin.

As for whether Secretary Flint will let him go for the sake of their hard work and merit?

This is basically impossible, because Secretary Flint has always been such a person who keeps his promises.

If I want you to die at three o'clock, then I can't keep you until five o'clock!

The Director of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters looked solemn. In the end, it was the former who spoke first and said to everyone:

"You can't just sit back and watch. We are all members of the Ministry of Magic. If there are any mistakes in our work, it will damage the reputation of the entire Ministry of Magic!"

The voice of the Director of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters was decisive, but it was obvious that the other officials in the conference room did not buy it.

In this case, you still want them to protect the reputation of the Ministry of Magic?

Isn't this a joke?

If they can save their hats and lives, it’s already pretty good!

Looking at the indifferent crowd, the Director of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters could only look at Robert for help. This was his last hope.

Because in theory, the Auror Office has the responsibility and obligation to help them solve this matter. They are actually grasshoppers on a rope.

However, Robert, the director of the Auror Office, didn't think so.

You must know that he is a direct subordinate of Minister Flint, and he does not believe that Minister Flint will execute him because of this small connection.

Thinking like this, he frowned and said:

"Mr. Director, I understand your feelings very well. Please rest assured that if there is any need for our Auror office, just ask and we will do our best."

At this time, the expression of the Director of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters became even more ugly, because Robert's meaning was already obvious.

Our Auror Office's identity in this matter is an auxiliary department to assist you, and you have to resist the blame.

Naturally, the Director of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters was unwilling, so a heated debate began.

The debate lasted from evening to midnight, but still nothing changed. Faced with such a big trouble, no one was willing to get involved.

In the end, the officers yawned and left the conference room with hurried steps, while the Director of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters sat slumped in his office chair with a pale face.

Kingsley looked at the Director of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters who seemed to have resigned himself to his fate, with a serious expression on his face.

As an undercover agent of the Order of the Phoenix in the Ministry of Magic, he did not participate in the last plan to rescue Mike, so although he has been demoted due to identity issues, he still holds the position of second-in-command in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.

This is also the reason why he can appear here.

"Mr. Director, what are you going to do?"

Kingsley tried carefully. As an undercover agent, he was obliged to obtain this information in advance.

Hearing this, the Director of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters smiled bitterly and said:

"How to do it? What else can be done? Just give in and give them whatever they want. It's only a day long as long as it lasts!"

After saying that, the Director of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters shook his head, stood up and walked out of the conference room with heavy steps.

Kingsley, on the other hand, frowned and fell into thought.

As a veteran who has been in the officialdom for decades, he knows very well that this is a plan to quench thirst by drinking poison, and doing so will only make the matter more difficult to solve.

It turns out that Kingsley's guess was correct.

The day after the meeting, the Director of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters approached representatives of centaurs, witches, goblins, mermaids and other groups to find a solution to the situation.

In order to eliminate the current turbulent situation in society, the Director of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters signed a series of unequal contracts under the surprised eyes of many representatives, satisfying some of the demands made by the minority groups that at least seemed to be more reliable.

For example, giving centaurs, mermaids and other intelligent creatures the right to establish autonomous regions, giving Muggle wizards a certain number of positions in the Ministry of Magic, giving greater rights to witches currently serving in the Ministry of Magic, and reducing the Ministry of Magic's treatment of ancient spirits. Cabinet taxes.

It must be said that this is a happy situation for everyone.

The minority groups happily left with the benefits, and although the Director of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters paid a heavy price, at least the people marching in the streets disappeared, so it was not considered a loss.

But human beings are always greedy, especially when you are too enthusiastic. They will not stop until they squeeze out every last bit of benefit from you.

Of course, these qualities above are unique to humans and fairies.

The mermaids and centaurs are actually very satisfied with the current situation and are not ready to ask for more.

But under the coercion of wizards and goblins, they had to participate.

As a result, just a week after the settlement agreement was signed, demonstrations by various groups reappeared.

Although the Director of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters was angry about this, for the sake of their own lives, they interviewed the last group of people again.

And this time, the benefits ceded by the Director of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters are even greater.

The statue of the Ministry of Magic and Power in the hall of the Ministry of Magic has disappeared, and has been replaced by a group of statues in which multiple races such as witches, Muggles, centaurs, and mermaids coexist harmoniously, but only the wizards are missing. figure.

The shackles that had imprisoned these minority groups for thousands of years have all disappeared. They suddenly transformed from the lowest level of society to the top of the world, and they can despise those pure-blood wizards as much as they want. These minorities began to commit crimes to make money while retaliating against the pure-blood wizards, and both the Aurors and the strikers began to turn a blind eye to these crimes under the instructions of their superiors.

As for the witches, they benefit the most from this fight.

Their own abilities are extraordinary. In this situation, they even broke the blockade of the top pure-blood families on the upper-level officials of the Ministry of Magic, and facilitated many witches to become senior officials of the Ministry of Magic and even members of the Wizengamot.

After paying so much, the wizarding world of Yu country finally calmed down.

But the mood of the Director of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters has not improved at all, because he knows very well that the current peace is only temporary, and those greedy guys will ask for more things from him.

And giving these guys too many privileges will also arouse the dissatisfaction of the inherent class. In the end, he will either be forced to death by those minority groups because he has nothing to offer, or he will suffer losses from the inherent class. Too many benefits were quietly disposed of!

For a moment, the Director of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters felt a little desperate.

At the same time in Hogwarts, Filch was standing on a wooden box, struggling to post a piece of parchment on the notice board in the foyer.

I saw it clearly written on it:

"About the appointment of the Headmaster of Hogwarts

All teachers, students and staff

According to the work needs of Hogwarts, following the relevant traditions of the selection of the Hogwarts Headmaster, and in accordance with the requirements of the Ministry of Magic of the United States, after a series of procedures, the Ministry of Magic decided to appoint the current Minister of Magic - Christopher Lint is the Headmaster of Hogwarts.

Hereby appointed.

Ministry of Magic of China. "

Looking at the parchment that he had neatly posted in the center of the notice board, Filch smiled with satisfaction.

This was not the first time that he had experienced the Ministry of Magic parachuting down a principal or professor. Although Umbridge was sent down last time, he gave him some not-so-good experiences in the end, but overall, Umbridge was sent down. The days when I was in power were quite comfortable, at least there were fewer naughty students.

Rubbing his hands, Filch was already thinking about how to please the new principal. As long as he could get familiar with the new principal, he would have the opportunity to propose to him to step up the indoctrination of the students. In this way, His usual work can save a lot of effort.

'Bless Merlin! The new Principal Flint must be a hardliner! ’

Filch was sincerely looking forward to it deep in his heart.

At the same time, the students in the auditorium also discovered the notice in the foyer, and gradually gathered around.

And when they saw the content on the notice, the crowd immediately exploded.

"Harry, the Chris Flint mentioned above, could it be the one I think of?"

Ron said in disbelief, and upon hearing this, Harry nodded blankly and said:

"If there is only one Minister of Magic, it would be him."

"Oh! Merlin's beard! Now we are all doomed!"

Ron covered his face and wailed in despair.

You know, these Hogwarts students have just made a big fuss at the Ministry of Magic! Now the Minister of Magic is coming to Hogwarts to be their Headmaster!

Ron instinctively thought that this might be Chris's conspiracy!

The other party must want to use his identity as the principal of Hogwarts to take revenge on them!

Among the crowd, there were many people who behaved similarly to Ron. Although they did not have the stupid idea that Chris, as the Minister of Magic, would come to Hogwarts to become the principal in order to retaliate against them, they also did not Happy with this decision.

After all, the rescue operation for Mike had just passed, and most of them still believed that the Ministry of Magic was their enemy!

As for the Slytherins, they were extremely happy.

It's so pitiful that since Chris left Hogwarts, they have been suppressed by Mike's lineage. In the recent period, they were even beaten to the point where they didn't even dare to leave the dormitory except for class!

Now that Chris is back, he has returned gloriously as the Minister of Magic and the Headmaster of Hogwarts. He knows with his heels that their good days are finally coming!

Of course, they learned well after experiencing a series of blows.

He was not so arrogant as to celebrate in a public place like the auditorium. Instead, he covered his mouth, suppressed his laughter and rushed back to his lounge.

Presumably, there will be a unique banquet in the Slytherin lounge tonight.

Hermione looked at the notice and the noisy crowd around her, gritted her teeth, and said to Harry and Ron:

"No! We have to go find Professor McGonagall to find out!"