A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 162: Assault

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In the evening, strangely dressed wizards appeared in every corner of the hotel. Felix stood in the hotel garden and watched several wizards climbing a hill.

Out of the corner of his eye he catches Maxwell talking to a stern-faced woman, looking impatient.

"This is France, Celeste! It's not the United States, and you can't make me obey in the name of your boss!"

The witch called Celeste has a delicate and serious face, and her whole body is meticulously dressed, and she can't find a single mistake.

She looked like a capable government official who had just arrived from the Muggle government office building dozens of kilometers away to participate in an activity to condolences to the slums.

In particular, there are several wizards wearing pleated skirts and iris hats standing next to her. They are pointing at the automatic sprinkler with serious faces, which adds to the convincingness of her identity.

At this moment, flames seemed to burst out of her gray pupils, she pursed her lips, and restrained herself from saying anything hurtful, but her response was still strong: "The law is the bottom line that cannot be trampled on, we must Do something."

"We'll take care of it," Maxwell said bluntly, emphasizing the word "we," as if reminding the woman opposite that they had a completely different understanding of the word.

The two soon parted ways.

Felix paced past, the French Auror still scowling.

"She is so arrogant, she thought I was her subordinate!"

"Is she?" Felix asked.

"A difficult woman, Noel Celeste, the number one member of the Magical Congress of America in ****."

"What does she want to do?"

"Let the United States send Aurors over, the reason is to help fight against possible criminals." Maxwell said with a straight face.

Felix was amazed, this kind of request was indeed too much, and he almost pointed at the nose of the French Ministry of Magic and scolded, "You are too rubbish, I can't trust you, I have to send someone myself."

"If she's worried, why didn't she just put the meeting in the US in the first place?" asked Felix, who had asked similar questions before.

"Factional rivalry? It's hard to tell? Anyway, as far as I know, there are many people who oppose her..."

Felix asked sensitively: "Who is against?"

"Uh... I didn't remember." Maxwell showed an embarrassed expression, and he muttered in a low voice: "The Ministry prepared some materials for me, including various newspaper clippings and so on, and put them in my room , but I didn't take a closer look...do you want to take a look?"

"Thank you, Maxwell, if it's convenient."

"Ha, we don't know each other, and your taste in food matches me very well. I like the dish of beef stew in red wine." Maxwell joked.

The little grudges from before disappeared like this.

On the second day, the day before the meeting officially started, more wizards came. Roughly counting, there were already more than one hundred people.

One of the consequences is that the staff in the hotel look at them even more strangely.

"Tell me, are you some kind of strange organization, such as 'extraordinary costumes' or something like that?" The hotel front desk chatted with Felix. Lex was the youngest and handsomest of them all.

"You can understand it this way." He said, lest you really want to understand and be knocked down by a forgetting curse.

Soon, he saw the figure of Professor Bubaji. He went up to her and took the small box in her hand, "You came later than I expected."

Bubbaji sighed, "I changed the report paper at the meeting, and I have been struggling these days."

Felix brought Professor Bubaji to her room, and the two chatted all the way

"You suggest that wizards marry werewolves?" Felix asked in surprise.

"Not just werewolves," Bubaji corrected: "I see the advantages of mixed blood, and I suggest that pure blood intermarry with half blood, Muggles, and even some humanoid creatures."

Felix's expression was a little stiff, he leaned against the door, and it took him a long time to say: "Do you have any theoretical basis?"

Professor Bubbaji said: "This is the inspiration I got from Muggle books, although the material used by the Muggle named Mendel for the experiment was peas. But... I also checked a lot of wizard materials, It is true that half-blood wizards have achieved even higher achievements in the past hundred years."

Felix had a headache, he didn't know how to persuade his colleague.

Once her theory is thrown out, it is tantamount to detonating a nuclear bomb.

What's more, whether the theory is correct or not is still uncertain, but it will definitely be crazily resisted by pure-blood families all over the world.

"Professor Bubbaji," Felix said tactfully: "With the current atmosphere in the magic world, most wizards are not ready to accept this theory. Maybe we can change the topic a little bit, from a From a safer perspective.”

Professor Bubaji looked at him and said softly: "What is your suggestion?"

"Using the current self-locking and self-styled attacking point of the magic world, we call on the Ministry of Magic of various countries to focus on the outside world, Muggle technology, novel theories, and even limited cooperation with the Muggle government; or from From the perspective of ordinary wizards, young graduates are called on to carry out social practice in the Muggle world, at least to accumulate a work experience..."

"Most wizards have long since lost touch with society."

Felix also cited the example of Karami, "After he graduated, he entered a Muggle institution of higher learning. Maybe a few years later, he will be the authority on Muggle issues in the French magic circle."

Bubbaji pondered.

Felix persuaded: "This is in line with the theme of this meeting, and once the snowball is formed, even the most stubborn pure-blood family will be swept away by the tide of the times."

"But..." Bubbaji is not very satisfied with this statement. Although she is a professor of Muggle studies, she does not think that the two can cooperate, or that there is a need for cooperation.

She just saw the irrationality of pure-blood thinking in the wizarding world, and then came up with her own solution.

…

The next day, July 20, the meeting officially started.

Noel Celeste presided over the meeting as the representative and conference initiator of the International Federation of Wizards, but she seemed absent-minded.

She kept looking in one direction. It was a tall man with a vicissitudes of life. He would go out every few minutes, and when he came back, he made a gesture to her.

Representatives of one country after another took the stage to speak, and Felix was a little drowsy.

It's hard to imagine that ~IndoMTL.com~ these old ideas come from the lips of the most famous group of Muggle experts in existence.

The only fun was when a wizard put forward the "Muggle threat theory", and was angrily denounced by a German wizard as "Grindelwald's remnants" and threw shoes at him.

Perhaps Bubbaji's point of view will be drowned out in this desperate speech... Felix thought to himself.

"Professor Bubaji, what is your speaking order?"

"There are two wizards ahead of me."

Soon, Professor Bubaji stood on the stage, she cleared her throat, with a tragic expression on her face, Felix knew that she did not listen to his advice.

But at this time, the man with a vicissitudes of life hurried in, and he shouted: "There is an attack!!!"

"Boom!"

A huge explosion sounded behind him.