A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 689: New generation

Chapter 691 New generation (ask for double monthly pass!)

When the news of Kingsley came back, everyone was surprised.

"A fireplace eliminated a war?" Sirius leaned against the door frame, the cat teaser in his hand hung down, and Crookshanks seized the opportunity to pounce on it and bite.

Ms. Burns felt much relieved, but she still said with a straight face: "There are ten million fireplaces, and the real number will only be more than this."

"Oh, come on," Sirius picked up Crookshanks, ignored its fierce face, and said in a teasing tone: "Cats don't worry about whether they have something to eat tomorrow, do they? That's it. Tired of living." He kept shaking the big **** cat.

Crookshanks stretched out the cat's paw pad angrily, and brushed it in Sirius' face. A smile flickered across Ms. Burns' eyes.

"What's next?" Lupine asked, sitting on the sofa.

Felix thought for a while and said a word, "Wait."

"In this crisis, the Ministry of Magic has an information advantage over the Muggle government. In order to eliminate the hidden dangers of war, we have been more proactive in the early stage, but everything is too late. We have awakened a machine with nearly 60 million A gigantic machine of population."

"Now Kingsley is watching the government, Skeeter is staying at the Sun, and the next step is to listen to the voices of the people-oh, I don't know yet, is the special Floo network line structure ready?"

"The Floo network administrators are working overtime," Ms. Burns said, "but it will take time to build a network that spans all counties across the country."

Felix nodded, indicating that he understood.

This matter is an extension of a series of suggestions he made at Hogwarts last time: There may be hundreds of newspapers in the UK, and there are too many local tabloids to count, but they undoubtedly represent a part of the public opinion. There are few wizards, and it is a good way to sort out information through these newspapers.

However, there are two difficulties in using Floo to purchase newspapers.

One is how to quickly collect and summarize newspapers from all over the country. The method Felix gave is Floo.com. In theory, the floo network is used to pass people on, allowing wizards to travel on fire with the help of flames and internal circuits, but the wizard must tell the place to go. And Felix hopes to build a dedicated floo network, just like a spider web with only longitudinal threads, with the Ministry of Magic at the center and the other radial ends set up in various counties across the country.

The advantage of this is that it saves manpower, and a dozen people can quickly fly across the country. Of course, for safety reasons, the wizards in charge of this task must wear special passes. They were separated from the Floo Network Administration and set up a separate department under the management of the Department of Magical Transportation.

It is worth mentioning that, because there will be more and more places to deal with non-magical worlds in the future, Ms. Burns intends to establish a new Department of Magic, which is based on the Office of the Prohibition of Misuse of Muggle Artifacts in the Department of Law Enforcement , and then transferred some staff from the Amnestic Cancellation Command, the Muggle Issues Mediation Committee, and the Muggle Liaison Office to form a new department.

Because of the unexpected exposure of the wizarding world, this plan has only completed the beginning, and most of the remaining progress is still on her minister's desk.

The second difficulty is manpower. Of course, getting the newspaper is not enough, and people have to be recruited to analyze the articles one by one. These people must have a basic understanding of wizarding and Muggle society at the same time, and will not be confused by a bunch of uncommon terms. The number of Muggle-borns in the Ministry of Magic is limited.

"Didn't you collect a bunch of lists of students who are willing to help?" Felix said to Harry, "Then let them come and try." They should be teaching students seriously throughout the year.

To some extent, Grindelwald's Defense Against the Dark Arts can be renamed as 'Muggle Community Concealment and Weapon Defense'.

As it turns out, they're doing just fine.

On the second day, there were more than a dozen young faces in the Ministry of Magic, and after that, the number quickly exceeded one hundred.

The Ministry of Magic suddenly became crowded.

"In the beginning we only called people who were close to us." Hermione said with a slightly flushed cheek, "Harry has the contact information of all the members of the frontline lookout station, and I was able to contact the Rune Club... After that, the news came It spread."

"Fred and George were also very helpful," said Ron. "They've been quietly running a radio station for a while, even before the wizarding world was exposed. Originally, I planned to use the radio to promote the products of Magic Twitch Workshop, so the password was blatantly written at the bottom of the leaflet."

"You guys are doing great," Felix said encouragingly. "But there are too many people, even lower grade students."

He was referring to the Creevey brothers. His older brother, Colin Creevey, was in the same grade as Ginny, both in the fifth grade, and could barely be useful, but his younger brother, Dennis Creevey, was only in the third grade, so it would take half an hour to finish reading a newspaper.

"I've asked Colin to persuade his brother to go back." Harry said quickly, while warning Ron and Hermione with his eyes, Ron seemed to have thought of something interesting, and he suppressed a laugh.

Harry didn't dare to tell the professor that the Creevey brothers were very interested, and that they were not fighting alone. Hire fifty more people.

It took him a lot of talking to get Colin to dismiss the idea.

When the number approaches two hundred, it seems inappropriate to keep them in the Ministry of Magic.

When Professor McGonagall learned about their problems, he invited them to Hogwarts. "It's summer vacation, and the school is deserted. And there are hidden dangers in the large gathering of wizards."

As the new headmaster of Hogwarts and a veteran of the Order of the Phoenix, she has not had an easy few days.

But not on the field.

On the one hand, she and other professors were busy upgrading the defense system of Hogwarts Castle; Her close friends and personal relationships, as well as senior officials of the Ministry of Magic abroad, because of the age, some people can no longer respond to her.

For her, the most important thing on it are the photos of the principals of 11 world-renowned magic schools.

According to the normal process, she should spend a few years visiting these schools one by one after taking over as the principal, but now all formal formalities are avoided, and all questions and information are conveyed through photos.

In the Hogwarts auditorium, Professor McGonagall and several remaining professors extended a warm welcome to these students.

"Thank you for stepping forward at the critical moment. You are not only students of Hogwarts, but also a part of the wizarding community, representing the future of the wizarding world..." She said excitedly, and couldn't help but take it in the middle of the sentence. Wipe the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief.

There is a heavy heart in all the students, something is taking root.

"Maybe I should make Muggle Studies a compulsory course for young wizards from wizarding families... This subject may become more and more important. Even Alasdair Maddock has publicly stated that he likes Muggle sports , what else can’t happen?”

"Who is Alasdair Maddock?" Ron asked quietly.

"A pretty good Chaser," said Ginny, also a Chaser, "and the papers say he's expected to join the legendary Montrose Magpies next year."

"Professor McGonagall is a fan of the Montrose Magpies," Harry added.

The castle was quiet that night, not as lively as usual. Seamus stared blankly out of the window. Harry knew that he was a standard half-breed, his mother was a witch, and his father was a Muggle. He once told them this as a joke—

"Mom didn't tell Dad she was a witch until after she got married. It scared him a lot."

When Harry walked over, Seamus whispered, "My parents had a quarrel. Because my father's colleague said bad things about wizards when they came to our house." Harry paused and patted his Shoulder.

"It will get better."

"Will you?"

"Yes."

Early the next morning, everyone gathered in the auditorium, and the Ministry of Magic dispatched a small team to assign tasks to the students. Harry was surprised to see Percy's figure.

"Shut up, don't talk." When Percy passed by Ron, Ron opened his mouth, and Percy immediately warned, "I won't give you any preferential treatment." After saying this, he "bang" With a bang, dropped a stack of Muggle newspapers.

Ron made a face at him, and when Percy was gone, he picked up the newspaper.

"Hey, we're allotted to Devonshire," he whispered to Harry, where the Burrow was located.

"I'll help you keep an eye out for news from Ottery St. Catchpole, if there's any," whispered Harry, as Percy and a few Ministry staff stood in front of the students , tell them what to do.

The task of the students is important, but it is very simple to implement it personally. They first assigned some students to pick out newspaper articles with the words 'wizard' and 'magic', and then cut them out and roughly categorized them (currently there are only two kinds of good intentions and malicious ones). The sorted newspaper clippings were sent to another group of students. They were all from Muggle families, and they were responsible for picking out more urgent news, usually from the media with great influence, or with extreme views, or with statistics article.

"In the face of any group dispute, the first consideration is the base, proportion and probability of different situations occurring." Hermione said to Harry and Ron.

"Whose opinion is that?" Harry asked.

"Professor Haip mentioned it in a report." Hermione said without thinking.

"It sounds polite, not like his tone." Ron rubbed his chin to analyze.

"That's because you never read serious articles!"

"She's talking nonsense," Ron said to Harry after Hermione turned around and left. "There is nothing more serious and boring than A History of Magic, and I have studied it for five years! If you add Bin Professor Si's explanation, the effect is almost doubled..."

"It's time to show your talents in this area." Harry said dryly, his eyes fixed on an obituary in the newspaper:

David, died on June 23, 1997, at the age of fifty-one. He was a occultist and magic lover before his death, "I am actually a vampire." In an interview, he told reporters this way. In the background at that time, there were three children who were scared and cried by him. He took this as an honor, but his wife disagreed and asked the reporter whether vampires would suffer from cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases-since wizards do exist, the reporter deliberately recorded this question and publicly solicited answers.

Harry scratched his head, are you going to cut it off? But what kind of information should it fall into? It should be considered good intentions.

After nearly two hours, they were finally done, and Harry rubbed his sore neck. There are good and bad in the more than 30 pieces of information he collected, but they are all within the acceptable range. Ron was pretty much the same.

Harry looked up and suddenly found that there was an extra wall in the middle of the auditorium. Percy and several staff members stood in front, hanging up newspaper clippings from time to time, surrounded by a circle of students with solemn expressions. Harry leaned over and found a huge map of Britain hanging on the wall, with some lines and symbols with special meanings on it, which reminded him of the tactical boards hanging on the wall of the players' lounge.

"The more remote the country, the more repellent it is to wizards," he heard Percy whisper.

"Probably something to do with religion," said another.

Harry's heart sank, he remembered what Seamus said to him last night, his chest suddenly felt like a stone was pressed, and he couldn't breathe. His breath hit the back of the neck of the student in front of him, and the man turned his head - Draco Malfoy was looking at him with a strange expression, as if angry, as if hiding something else.

He steps aside. Harry gave him a surprised look, then took a step forward.

Harry saw it more clearly, a gory headline filled a third of the page, 'All wizards should go to hell'. He frowned.

"Oh, never mind that, it's just a third-rate local tabloid," said Hermione, pushing in from behind the crowd, holding a stack of clippings. "I'll bet it doesn't have more than a thousand readers - that's what's really tough," she said irritably, waving a newspaper clipping in front of Harry and Draco.

'A detailed count of the vicious events in history that are suspected of involving wizards. ’

"Is this true?" Harry asked in surprise.

"It has nothing to do with truth or falsehood, it uses the word 'suspicious'." Hermione said contemptuously, "but he clearly has no good intentions in associating wizards with vicious events." She walked over to Harry and took the clipping Give it to Percy.

"Oh, by the way, Harry - I just forgot to mention that your letter is in the newspaper."

…

In the next few days, various information will be continuously collected.

Ms. Burns compiled their recent practices into a booklet and submitted it to the International Federation of Wizards. According to the representative standing there, more than 200 people were arguing in the hall of the Federation headquarters. Representatives accounted for a quarter of the number.

"Prior to this, African self-government institutions gained international support through grouping together. This is how Abkind came to power. Trust." The representative said bluntly.

"But with the complete exposure of the wizarding world, their thinking is different. Many appeals are surprising-for example, a place I can't name, there is no county university in the UK, there are only a few hundred students Wizards. They have a good relationship with the local Muggle military regime, maintaining a nearly semi-open alliance; but that Muggle military regime is trying to conquer a tribe, and there are wizards in the tribe, although it is only a single digit, it is still an obstacle."

This news shocked many people.

"Does the International Federation of Wizards not care?" Sirius looked surprised, "What about the Secrecy Act? Isn't wizards strictly prohibited from participating in Muggle disputes?"

Ms. Burns sighed.

"The law of secrecy is not a panacea, it varies from person to person...According to local conditions! Africa is originally a special environment, and there is not much attention there...In short, the International Federation of Wizards has always had very low requirements for them. As long as it doesn't cause a big mess."

Lupine raised an eyebrow mildly.

"If I understand correctly - before the secrecy law became obsolete, wizards from different positions still restrained themselves, but now..." He paused, "The Muggle military regime will not openly win over wizards as Their weapons?"

"There is already this trend." Ms. Burns said, "The Federation sent people to warn the two groups of wizards, but it is unclear how effective it will be - the Ministry of Magic of various countries has withdrawn the Aurors sent out, and they are too busy to take care of themselves. , so it was short-lived as a wizarding coalition against Grindelwald. The federation is now an empty shell, and its binding force has been greatly reduced."

After she submitted a copy of their previous actions to the International Federation of Wizards, she could only stare blankly.

"Let's talk about something happy." Ms. Burns suddenly smiled. "Kingsley brought back good news. The Prime Minister finally ended the lengthy meeting and passed a resolution to invite wizards."

Lupine was slightly surprised, and then smiled. Moody's magic eyes rolled around, and the hand holding the cane kept loosening and tightening. Bill and Fleur hugged each other excitedly. Sirius hugged Amelia Bones hard and kissed him.

The nervous tension for a week made them all a little breathless, and now seeing the dawn, everyone is very excited. Ms. Burns sat next to Felix at dinner and talked quietly with him.

"The news will not be announced until tomorrow. The Prime Minister sent the news through the portrait. They will send an invitation in the name of the Queen. The nature is similar to a private party or afternoon tea... Do you have any ideas?"

Felix thought about it, and asked tentatively: "They don't want to be too formal?"

"Yes, the Prime Minister said that there are still a considerable number of people in Parliament who have doubts." Ms. Burns said: "He said gently that the selected negotiating team had better not be too serious, and that both sides would not agree. Substantive negotiations have been entered from the beginning. This event is basically equivalent to the wizard's first public appearance-well, it is actually the second time, although Grindelwald's saints basically did not leave a good impression on the world."

"To be in stark contrast to the saints..." Felix pondered and said, his gaze swept across the auditorium, and fell on Harry, Ron, Hermione, Neville, Ginny and other students~IndoMTL.com ~His eyes lit up.

"How about choosing a few students to form a delegation?" Burns was about to retort, but Felix continued: "I will lead the team myself."

Bowens was taken aback, then bowed his head and thought quickly. The conclusion is... seems to work?

With Felix here, there is no need to worry about safety issues at all. She also trusts his wisdom of making decisions on the spot, and in name Felix is ​​the school professor, so it is very reasonable for the teacher to lead the students, and there is no obvious political meaning . As for her fleeting worries before, such as being made things difficult by Muggle government officials, all of them can be easily resolved, and the Prime Minister will give a warning.

It is best to show your strength properly...

"That's it!" Ms. Burns said, and then she hesitated: "Student candidates—"

"Choose from more than a hundred students, sign up voluntarily, and ask for their parents' opinions." Felix said immediately: "Tell them clearly about your interests, after all, not everyone is willing to show up in public..."

A new day has begun.