A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 698: The sand in the moon and the forest in the bottle
In the evening of that day, Ms. Burns and several students walked out of Gringotts surrounded by goblins. Reporters who got the news earlier immediately surrounded them. Flashes flickered blindingly. Ms. Burns announced to the public that the negotiations were going well and that consensus had been reached on some issues.
Gringotts' goblin spokesperson agrees with this statement, and gave an explanation for the dragon's escape not long ago,
"That dragon has long been overwhelmed. If you know anything, you will find that Gringotts has recently been looking for an alternative. Yes, the dragon has been transferred to other places and is waiting to be dealt with. During this time, the Sphinx Si is responsible for guarding the most important vaults. We have considered putting the trolls in goblin armor, whose defense is comparable to that of a dragon."
When a reporter asked why the dragon escaped, the goblin spokesperson replied bluntly:
"The Council of Elders temporarily decided to transfer the dragon so as not to frighten the distinguished guests. Unfortunately, an accident occurred halfway. The person in charge of this matter is an outsider who is not familiar with the method of controlling the dragon...Cross-eyed Boderick, he unfortunately died Unexpectedly, no specific details are available.”
After the temporary press conference, Harry and others came out to meet Ron. Ron proposed to have a drink together, so a group of people poured into the Po Yi Bar. Just when they were at a loss, Neville poked his head out from a hidden corner and waved vigorously at them.
"Harry, Ron - this way!" he exclaimed excitedly.
After everyone was seated, Ron was dissatisfied with Draco Malfoy sitting next to him. "I thought you were home," he said, frowning.
"The negotiation is not over yet, of course I can't leave." Draco glanced at Ron contemptuously, causing him to stare. "That's right, you were excluded from the negotiations and didn't know anything. Naturally, you didn't know the role I played in it."
Ron froze for a moment, then looked at Harry, who nodded reluctantly, acknowledging his role.
"Okay, uh, so can anyone tell me what happened in the middle of the negotiation? Why did the dragon come out?"
Harry briefly described the entire negotiation process.
"It doesn't sound like an accident." Tonks said, "Oh, thank you, Tom." She took the drink from the bar owner Tom and gave it to everyone, bending down and falling out of her pocket. Grapes look very attractive.
"Oh." Tonks flattened his mouth, "I bought it from Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, you can try it, it's called multi-flavored grapes, it's a bit like Bibi's Weird Beans."
Neville picked up one. "Purple cabbage," he said with a smile on his face. Hannah picked up one too, flicking her ponytail, "Pumpkin pie flavor." "Spinach tastes good, doesn't it?" Collins said, taking a small bite. "Celery." Harry wrinkled his face and took a glass of water to rinse his mouth. Hermione and Ginny didn't even touch it when they heard it was brought from Weasley's Wizard Wheezes.
After the episode, they remembered the topic just now.
"It's definitely the ghost of the cross-eyed one," Ron said firmly: "They wanted to scare people with the dragon, but they miscalculated. As long as Ms. Burns gave a signal, the Aurors outside would rush in immediately , don't you, Collins?"
Collins nodded.
"What happened after that?" Neville asked curiously, "After the dragon flew away, you talked for another two hours."
Harry turned to Hermione, "There was no accident after that. Hermione did most of the talking, stopping occasionally to ask Ms. Burns's opinion, or to answer a question from the goblin. They were usually about a word." After debating for ten minutes, or even half an hour, I felt like I was back in the history of magic class."
Everyone laughed. Hermione rolled her eyes and picked out a few pieces of valuable information. With her explanation, everyone almost clarified the key points of the negotiation
"We've avoided some tricky issues," said Hermione. "They're a deadlock in the rivalry between wizards and goblins that won't be untied easily. Maybe the professor will have to come out in the end."
They referred again to what the goblin spokesman had said.
"Dear guest," Ron said with a disgusted expression, "I've never heard a goblin speak so beautifully."
"If you rent the valuable vaults of Gringotts and put a lot of money in it," Draco Malfoy said with a mocking expression, "you'll get tired of hearing about it."
"How much money do you have? Just yourself?" Ron countered, "I have more than a thousand Galleons at my disposal."
Draco Malfoy took a breath.
"Where did you get so much money?" He couldn't help asking, a gallon was a huge sum of money even for him.
"I worked so hard to save it," Ron said without thinking. I deposited a large amount of money, if the negotiation is successful, I wonder if I can come to ask for it?" He said uncertainly.
"Are you into money?" said Ginny.
"That's what I deserve." Ron said dissatisfiedly: "Did I give you less gifts every year?"
Ginny pouted. Draco said triumphantly from the side: "When you graduate, the family will spend a lot of money, a lot of money, you know?
At least tens of thousands of Galleons..."
"Does this have anything to do with you being a Nat?" Harry asked in disgust.
"Yeah, Harry has a lot of money in his coffers too, but he never mentions it," said Ron immediately.
"Oh, come on," Hermione said impatiently, "when did you compare this, I don't think money can solve what we are facing
"Of course a small family doesn't understand the benefits of money." Draco laughed and said, "My dad has a relationship with many outstanding therapists
——Probably in a few years, I will be the Head of the first United Wizarding and Muggle Hospital. "
"Really," Hermione countered sharply, "then can the heir of the big Malfoy family tell me, if this business has a bright future, why no one else gets involved? For the sake of the Malfoy family Is it? Or are you proud of your money and power to open the way?
Oh, I almost forgot, the only option left for Malfoy is money. "
Draco's face darkened. Because Hermione was telling the truth.
The wealth and prestige of the Malfoy family shrunk significantly after the war, and their influence was not as good as before. The only reason why there are no pure blood families involved in the hospital is that they all think that the United Hospital is the compensation for Professor Haipu to go undercover for Lucius.
But the truth——
Draco remembered his father's words. "He never promised it, and he may not even know it. Keeping the Malfoy family is his reward for giving me an undercover job." Lucius said in the study.
"That—"
"Because of you. The magic world hadn't been exposed at that time, and you were the only person he came into contact with who showed this tendency, and he was happy to support you." Lucius analyzed calmly: "The Malfoy family has accumulated more than a dozen generations. The wealth that comes down, and the network of connections with Muggles... will make it easier, but remember, you are not the only one, so I will try to publicize this matter in public, and secretly warn some innocent people Blood family." He sneered twice as he spoke.
"Noble pure blood family? Now pure blood is worthless, and it has become a residual blood family."
In the next few days, the negotiations were on track. Under the mediation of everyone, the two sides entered into a substantive negotiation process, and the difficulties were overcome one by one. As Hermione expected, only some extremely stubborn difficulties remained, such as the ownership of the items made by the goblins, and whether the goblins can hold There is a magic wand.
"Those are details, and the details don't matter to me. We are negotiating whether the goblins should join the Pan-Magical Union—as long as most intelligent creatures join." In another negotiation, Felix Appeared, he said from his seat.
"A goblin can hold a wand, but what he gets has a price. The day a goblin holds a wand is the day the goblin's special method of forging metal is made public." He turned to look at Hermione, "write this Into the remarks of the terms."
"Oh, yes, Professor!" said Hermione hastily, hastily adding notes to the margins of the parchment.
There was an awkward silence. The goblins and wizards present were not very satisfied with this result, and felt that they were at a disadvantage. However, after careful consideration, this was almost the best way to bypass the controversy.
Leprechauns theoretically have rights that have been fought for centuries. This right has previously been restricted by law, and non-wizards cannot hold wands, and today a hole has been broken. But the price is staggering - what is the elf's special way of forging metal?
It has something to do with the talent of the goblin, and it has something to do with the special magic system of the goblin. When all this is cracked, the goblin will have no more secrets.
If someone else said this, the goblins would probably sneer, or even curse, and look at the wizard with contempt, because the goblins are deeply proud of their magic, and they never believe that anyone can do it this matter. But this sentence came from the mouth of an archmage comparable to Dumbledore, and they were skeptical.
Especially—this archmage has a precedent, and almost independently created (or restored) the lost rune system. He is only twenty-six or seven years old, and he may have spent less than ten years studying ancient runes. , so these words appear to be extremely weighty.
The goblins looked at each other, and they all saw hesitation in their eyes.
And some clever wizards thought of this too. It's just that their thinking angle is different from that of goblins: the swords and armor made by goblins are called magical weapons, and silverware is also widely welcomed by wizards. If they can get this technology, they are willing to exchange it.
Wizards have never been able to replicate the magic of goblins before.
Several wizards looked at Felix with fiery eyes. Faced with such a huge benefit, they all wanted to start a war, but when they met Felix's cold eyes, their greed was instantly extinguished.
After another round of intense negotiations, the goblin agreed to join the Pan-Magical Alliance. It still retains the right to speak internally, but maintains the same caliber as the wizard externally.
"We will reserve the right to appeal. We signed a contract two hundred years ago." The goblin elder said half relaxed and half unwillingly.
Felix didn't speak, but the idea of building a magic city became more and more intense in his heart. The wizarding world is intertwined with each other, and one thread can lead to the entire wizarding world, and Felix does not want to drastically change the living environment of wizards. This is not necessarily a good thing. He just wanted to paint on a piece of white paper, which could be wiped and smeared repeatedly. The existing place couldn’t stand the toss, so the best way was to find another way. At the same time, wizards formally contacted the Muggle government in the name of the Ministry of Magic No business was discussed, which was equivalent to the follow-up to Felix's first visit to the Queen with his students. The Muggle Prime Minister and Ministry of Magic Zhang did not show up, but each sent officials and representatives, but the standard in name was much higher.
In a situation similar to government reports, the two sides introduced their respective development history, culture, concepts, technology (magic) to each other in lengthy and solemn language.
The senior official sent by the Ministry of Magic is Mr. Weasley. With the reorganization of the Ministry of Magic, his status has also risen. During the meeting, Mr. Weasley showed a keen interest in a series of technological products. After learning that Mr. Weasley was the father of the wizard repeatedly mentioned in the "Wizard Going to School" series of news that is currently popular in newspapers, the government worked The personnel temporarily decided to give him a set of wrenches with various types of bolts and nuts.
"Thank you very much," Mr. Weasley said enthusiastically, "I didn't bring any personal gifts, but when I came, Ms. Burns, the Minister of Magic, entrusted me with two gifts from the Muggle government—" The box opened, Inside were a modest dish and a gorgeous crystal bottle.
In the crystal bottle is a miniature jungle landscape. The government representative glanced at it for a second, and then stopped paying attention. He turned to look at the dusty dishes, with incomplete and faded patterns on them, which have no sense of beauty at all.
"Uh," the government representative was a little confused, "does this dish have any special meaning?"
It doesn't look like a work of art. They have also prepared gifts here, which are cultural relics carefully selected from the museum, which are of great collection value in both artistic and historical significance.
"What it looks like is not important, what matters is where it came from," Mr. Weasley said: "It came from the moon."
The government representative's eyes widened.
"Moon—the moon?
"Yes." Mr. Weasley nodded and smiled, but at this moment, the government representative felt that his smile was inscrutable, which was in stark contrast to his vivid expression when he listened to the report before.
When the meeting was over, the government representatives immediately went to a conference room to accept questions from all cabinet members. The Prime Minister seemed impatient, "How is it? What's their reaction?" He turned his head to look at a very inconspicuous person behind the representative, "You are the best psychoanalyst in the country,
What conclusions do you have? "
The psychoanalyst was lost in thought.
"He may need some time to adapt to the psychological impact brought by the magic, let me tell." The representative opened the box, and as before, everyone was also attracted by the things in the box.
"Scenery in a bottle?" The prime minister glanced at the dish without any distinctive features, and judged in his heart that it might be some kind of cultural relic. Does it still work magic?" Others were also amazed.
Represents pursed lips.
"Maybe it's not the same as what you think, this is indeed the effect of magic, but it's also mixed with other things." He said with a strange face: "There is a real forest inside, and the traceless stretching spell has been used—— You can understand it as the magical application of space expansion technology."
It seemed that someone had pressed the pause button in the conference room. The Prime Minister kept bending over and turned his head to stare at him.
"It is said that this technology is er, I mean the application of this magic is quite mature. Of course, the magic on this bottle in our hand can only last for a week. When they visited last time, they heard that the council was going to break ground. A garden, so I gave us a..."
"Give us a garden in a bottle?" a councilor moaned.
"It's very simple to use," the representative continued deadpan, though his voice was a little unsure, "within a week, smash the bottle in the middle of the intended field, and the magic garden will return to its original size, There are trees, flowers, and fountains inside. It is no different from reality.
Silence. The ministers in the room were silently thinking about the meaning of this magic, and the more they thought about it, the more frightened they became. After a while, the Prime Minister forced himself to ask, "What about the other one?" He found his throat dry.
"Another thing." The representative said hesitantly, his attitude made other people's hearts hang. Could it be that this plate is also extraordinary, hiding some magic that they don't know about?
"That plate is very ordinary, there is no magic, the key is its origin, it is said, ahem, I can't judge, I can only paraphrase the wizard's words," the representative cleared his throat, "Mr. I landed on the moon a few days ago, and luckily found a wizard ruin
"Are you kidding me?" the Prime Minister interrupted.
"Maybe the wizard is joking with us, but this needs to be judged by you." The representative said: "This matter has been widely publicized in the wizarding society. Haipu is the wizarding professor who visited last time, claiming that he was the first The first landing on the moon was not well prepared, so I only searched the surrounding area sloppily...
Among all the beautiful faces, the Prime Minister suddenly jumped up:
"Call the best scientists! Immediately! Immediately! Let them put down their work and, don't we have a lunar soil sample?
Find it out and divide it into a dozen parts, I want to get the most truthful conclusion! "
"Mr. Prime Minister, the lunar soil is very precious, and we only have a little bit." An aide whispered.
The prime minister yelled at him, pointing at the dirty saucer: "Precious? If it's true, the lunar soil is almost rotten. What do you think that bottle means? The wizard is telling us clearly that they are completely You can hollow out the moon!"
"Where do they have enough space to pile up the extra soil?" a councilman called out.
Everyone is glaring at him like an idiot ~IndoMTL.com~ That's definitely a problem. ’ said the Prime Minister gloomily: ‘What do you think of the piles on top of us? "
In the silence, the representative said cautiously: "Thinking about the good also means that space travel will become possible. Excuse me, Mr. Prime Minister, Your Excellencies, an ordinary crystal bottle can hold a garden, It is entirely possible for wizards to go all out to build a magical spaceship independently—of course, it may be a meteorite that hits our heads, it’s all up to us to choose. If wizards’ magic is combined with our technology, interstellar migration is very likely to be completed within a few decades. be achieved.
"Although my position is humble, I sincerely remind all ministers that only cooperation can have a future!"
"Kingsley sent back news that the Muggle government is ready to negotiate with us." Ms. Burns said to Felix.
"Our strategy seems to be correct: avoid being impulsive, reveal valuable information little by little, let the Muggle government move the consequences of war and the benefits of cooperation to both sides of the balance, and they themselves will Weigh the pros and cons and come to the negotiating table. We are finally past the most unpredictable period.”
"It's time to look abroad."
Felix looked in the distant direction, where there stood a lighthouse, and he sang in a low voice.
"After the arrival of the new era, how many people can decisively seize the opportunity and jump up? Who will be so stupid that they will rashly become hostile to groups they are not familiar with, and never recover from it? Time will tell Give us the answer."
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