A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 717: Subtle changes
Marawatter Raibert speaks at the federation headquarters:
"...it is necessary to protect wizards' own traditions—well, I think he means those worth preserving. Otherwise wizards can easily be like waves in the sea, losing their footing, and the resulting The danger is fatal... Some buffer zones can be set. Also, in the education of young wizards... in the face of violations of the overall rights and interests of wizards..."
Gradually, these more than 20 African representatives also joined the meeting, but few people realized that they actually represented Grindelwald's thoughts, or more precisely, represented some radical If there is no accident, these views will take root in some people's minds and develop and grow stronger in future practice.
At least Felix doesn't have to worry about the Federation turning into a backwater after he lets go.
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Time passed day by day, and the weather gradually turned cooler. On the Saturday morning when they went to Hogsmeade village, Harry, Ron and Hermione chose to wear scarves to keep out the cold. Talking and laughing, they walked towards the school gate.
"Surely it's not that cold?" Beside Harry, Ginny said in a slightly surprised tone.
A few junior girls passed by them, chattering and talking excitedly, each wearing a beautiful light-colored cloak. Harry bet these girls must be third year students. The kind of excitement he'd only seen on the faces of people going to Hogsmeade for the first time. Apart from the little wizards who wrapped themselves up tightly, there were also some people who dressed very simply, with only a coat on top. Harry suspected they had mixed up the seasons.
"Parvati ransacked the cabinet last night and said she left the thermostat locket at home." Hermione said, which solved Harry's doubts. "So I advised her to wear more clothes. The temperature difference has been a bit big recently, and many people catch colds at this time of year. Madam Pomfrey has prepared a batch of refreshments in advance."
Ron immediately tightened the scarf around his neck when he heard this.
Harry hurriedly handed his scarf to Ginny, who rolled her eyes and smiled happily. "You could use a Warming Charm, Harry," Hermione suggested, and Harry did, when he caught Ron looking at him appreciatively, before snorting through his nose.
"Very considerate," said Ron teasingly.
It may be the effect of the warming spell, Harry felt his face was a little hot, like a stove that would not dissipate heat. On the other hand, Ginny took Harry's arm generously, and said like no one else: "Don't pay attention to that despicable hypocrite, he even writes letters to girls."
Harry's eyes widened. Ron blushed, and tried to defend himself: "She wrote to me first! Asking me if I want to join her team after graduation—" He turned to look at Harry, "You know about this, don't you?" ? I also laughed with you that she didn't get along well..."
"It seems to be," Harry recalled slowly, "but I remember her birthday has passed long ago, I didn't expect you to still communicate."
This time it was Ron's turn to be uncomfortable.
Hermione asked suspiciously: "Who are you talking about?"
"Collins," said Harry curtly.
"Oh——" Hermione dragged her voice, she still remembered that both of them wanted to be the Minister of Magic, "how is she?"
"Not bad," Ron muttered.
When they came to the village of Hogsmeade, their first reaction was that there were more people walking on the road, and many of them were unfamiliar faces. There was a schematic diagram standing at the entrance of the village. They took a look at it and found that two new streets had been built in the east and north of the village.
For Britain's only - oh, now, one of only two pure wizarding villages, Hogsmeade always unwittingly displays the magic of magic and magical people of all stripes as they pass by rowdy wizards and wizards Harry swore he saw a wizard with vampire fangs.
At this moment, an owl with snow-white feathers mixed with black spots landed silently from above their heads and landed on Harry's shoulder. The owl lightly pecked at his ear, "Ouch—oh, Hedwig?" Hedwig stretched out a leg reservedly, asking Harry to take off the paper tied on it. He unfolded it and read it, facing the other three .
"Mr. Dorje will come later, he told us to go shopping elsewhere first." Harry said. He patted Hedwig's beak, "The windows of the dormitory are open, I have left food for you." Hedwig flew away.
"Great," Ron said happily: "Let's go to Weasley's Wizard Wheezes and the Future World Company branch first. There may be new products on the market, and we can experience them first--"
"Good talk, so where do we go first?" Ginny asked.
"I haven't seen Fred and George for a long time." Harry said, so a group of people came to Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, but Fred and George were not there, only two shop assistants were busy. Disappointed, Harry also wanted to ask if the twins had passed the Muggle government's shopping list, though he seriously doubted the brothers' prank spree would be ruthlessly returned.
They politely declined the clerk's help, and wandered around casually.
Fred and George's store is still so attractive, full of colorful light spots and all kinds of loud and funny sounds, every now and then a strange and weird thing pops out from the shelf, the corner, and the ceiling. one jump. Harry kept warning himself not to overreact, but he couldn't help laughing when a silky, bushy-eyed spider hung from the ceiling.
He turned his head to show Ron this, when out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of Hermione reading a pamphlet and talking to the clerk. That doesn't look like asking for instructions on a new product for pranks. He leaned over curiously—a small jellyfish firework exploded in the crowd on the road, and a little boy was immediately surrounded by a group of jellyfish of various colors—Harry heard Hermione say to the clerk: "I can take One copy?"
"Of course, this is given out by the Ministry of Magic for free." The clerk said.
"What's in your hand?" Harry asked after the clerk left. Hermione pointed to the box on the ground, where there were neatly stacked booklets exactly the same as those in her hand, and on the outside of the box was written 'Travel Guide-Let you travel unimpeded in the Muggle world. Provided by the Ministry of Magic. ’
"Wow," said Harry.
"It looks like that, doesn't it?" Hermione smiled, "I just read a little bit, and it suggests that wizards try to go to big cities, which may be more popular, like London recently. Many foreign tourists are interested in magic.”
Ron and Ginny also came over with a bunch of things.
"Hey, look at this!" Ron said excitedly, carrying two colorful bags: "The Weasley boutique prank gift pack covers the best-selling classic products since the store opened, and there are additional gifts Dark Lord decorations; there is also a gift pack of snacks exclusively for Muggles, the price is a bit expensive, but it is barely acceptable."
"Uncut version——" Harry asked, pointing to the printing on the package, "what does this mean?"
"Oh, remember that audit of the product list at Swords Castle? Percy cut out some of the names, thinking it might cause harm to Muggles, but--" Ron handed Harry a comprehensible eyes. Harry stared blankly at the boy on the gallows on the package, wondering what product it corresponded to. At this time, Ginny poked his waist with her fingers, motioning him to look at the things she was holding.
It was a translucent box, through which one could see twelve small bottles. The faces of several witches and wizards showed obsessed and intoxicated expressions, and beside them were vicious trolls and goblins. "It's not a contraband, is it?" Harry asked worriedly, and Ginny moved her thumb away to let him see the name of the product, which read - "Daydream Curse, Quidditch Exclusive Set."
"It's funny," Harry said dryly, "I finally understand why even goblins and trolls can ride on broomsticks." It was still very tempting for him, so he also asked the clerk to get two boxes.
Then they went to the branch of Future World Company. A large notice was posted on the window at the entrance, attracting many people to watch. When the people in front left satisfied, the four of them immediately moved forward.
"Recruit a partner—whether you are a wizard who can't find his way, a student who has just graduated and has no way out, or a werewolf, vampire, banshee...as long as you have whimsy and real talents, you can Apply for subsidies and the full support of a professional team of more than 300 people! Future World will help you realize your dreams throughout the process..."
Harry gasped in amazement. "As long as I have a good idea, can people from Future World help me realize it?"
"It's not that simple," Hermione said, pointing to the small print below: "First of all, your idea must be practical, which requires professional evaluation-and it is not illegal; secondly, you must spend a lot of money on it Time, not ignorance, just stuck on a certain technical difficulty... Only in this way will Future World Company be willing to help."
They walked around and felt that it was almost time, so they came to Three Broomsticks and waited for Mr. Dorje.
"I'm exhausted," yelled Ron, "after a day's travel."
While waiting for Mrs. Rosmerta to prepare something to drink for them, Harry looked around on the seats. He felt that there were more guests than last year, and there were two tables of adult wizards with rough faces. They were obviously not used to it yet. The figure of the student who often appears in the three broomsticks is speaking gruffly and holding his throat at the moment.
"I don't want those Muggles to come in, they've taken up too much space, and now they're finally going to attack the last piece of wizarding territory, right?"
"This is a decision of the Ministry of Magic, Dick." The other man stroked the pattern on the glass absently, as if surprised that the glass was so clean. Harry felt that he should have been drinking in a place like the Pig's Head before.
The first man cursed.
"It's incredible—" said Ron.
"Yes, but I don't think everyone will be satisfied with the new policy." Harry turned his head and found that Ron was looking in another direction. The students gathered together to play wizard cards. Coincidentally, there was one student from each of the four colleges in the school.
"Eleanor Branstone," Ginny whispered, she stood up to greet the opposite, and then sat down again.
"Who are you talking about?" Harry asked.
"The one with the bear hat, I think it might be a club party." Ginny said, "Her club is very famous, and I don't know where to get a lot of unique recipes, secret sauces and so on , but I think since Luna put her own recipe—"
Ron choked and coughed.
"I just heard what you said, and I still want to go and have a look at the next club event." He said with a frustrated face, "Now I have no hope."
"Don't say that," Ginny looked at him reproachfully, and then she said in a guilty tone that was completely unnecessary in Harry's opinion: "Bibi was not well received by the public when the Weird Beans first came out, think about it now Its status."
"Yeah, I roughly guessed the role of Luna's recipes in it," said Ron sharply.
Mrs. Rosmerta brought the drink, Hermione put away the booklet, and asked casually, "Hello, Mrs. Rosmerta, is the business good recently?"
"It's okay," she said indifferently, "Isn't there a new wizarding town in Cornwall to house foreign wizards, called Rutherford?" Hermione nodded. "There are also some here, but not many, and some have moved from the Muggle community to live temporarily."
She also mentioned a person.
"There is a witch named Carlotta Pinkstone, do you know her?"
Hermione nodded again, "I know, she advocates the abolition of the "Secrecy Act". I think she must be very happy now."
"She's locked up again," Mrs. Rosmerta said with a straight face.
"What?" Harry exclaimed in disbelief. The other three were also very surprised. Mrs. Rosmerta explained: "The day after the wizard was completely exposed, she happily checked out of the room, saying that she was going to do a big business. Didn't the Ministry of Magic require everyone to be on the spot during that time?" Is it hidden? She was the only one showing off her magic in front of the Muggle attractions, and she was taken away by the Auror within ten minutes... But now that the peace agreement has been signed, it is estimated that she will be released soon. Maybe she has already Come out." She added.
Then Mrs. Rosmerta recommended new dishes to them, but when Ron moved the snack pack to the table, she turned around to greet other guests. Harry and the others began to try the wonderful delicacies carefully prepared by Fred and George one by one.
"That woman asked for it." Ron said with his mouth full of food: "There are always some people who want to be different and sing against others. You don't know how much overtime Dad worked during that time. I heard that there was a family of wizards Before moving out, cast a rain spell on their Muggle neighbor's house, and the water was three feet deep..." He picked up a pale yellow grape and stuffed it into his mouth, "It's okay, orange flavor—what are you laughing at? ?” His face unknowingly turned into the color of grapes.
Harry suppressed a smile, Hermione and Ginny shrugged their shoulders on the table, Ron kept asking what was wrong, after a while, Ron, who had finally figured out the situation, forced Harry The next dusty, appetizing-looking multiflavored grape turned Harry into a blush.
"Upgraded version, huh? Quite interesting." Ron angrily pushed the remaining half bunch of grapes aside.
When everyone returned to calm, at least they wouldn't laugh out of nowhere, Hermione waved the booklet in her hand, "So the Ministry of Magic advises wizards living in the Muggle community to behave better, and now the joint law enforcement , every case will affect the future," she laughed herself after speaking, "I think the name of Carlotta Pinkstone will definitely appear in the new management regulations..."
"And the guy who turned the neighbor's house into a swimming pool, the history of magic textbook will definitely mention it." Ginny said.
"I'm not as sure as you are, it's going to be hard to get Professor Binns to change his mind," said Harry. They laughed again.
The door was pushed open from the outside, and Elphias Dorje came in hurriedly. Harry stood up and waved to him. scowl.
"I'm so sorry, boys, I'm late," he said apologetically.
"What's going on?" Harry asked, sensing his emotion.
"It's nothing," Duoji said immediately, but the four people present all stared at him, and he sighed, "Okay... I met a crazy woman on the road, and I argued with her for a long time." Said angrily.
"Because of what?" Ginny asked.
"Some gossip, conspiracy theories or something. I have been collecting details for Dumbledore's biography, and Harry couldn't leave at school, so I came to visit with the list..." He shook his head, a little on his forehead A strand of hair floated up.
The three of them stared at him blankly. He glanced at the guests who were a few tables away, and said in a low voice, "As you know, a lot of changes have taken place in the magic world recently, and it doesn't have much impact individually, but Carrying them together makes people feel uncomfortable... If you have dissatisfaction, you will naturally want to vent it, and those big people who can be named will naturally become the target of venting your anger, even Dumbledore..."
"But Professor Hemp and Ms. Burns, as well as the staff of the Ministry of Magic, the Order of the Phoenix... are doing their best to plan for all wizards-don't those who are dissatisfied know that these measures may save hundreds of thousands of people in the future? A thousand clashes?" said Harry angrily.
"Obviously, they don't know." Dorje said calmly.
He said understandingly: "They only know that their lives have become different and have changed. As for whether it is good or bad, it will take time to test. Their hearts are full of fear for the future."
Harry and the others exchanged glances silently.
"However, Mr. Dorje, similar views are rarely heard in schools, and not in newspapers." Hermione asked puzzled.
"Ah, I think it's because your brains haven't been set yet. As for the elderly people," Dorje said slowly, "Many wizards are actually still alive, but they are no different from dead. If you come out once or twice, the things in your mind are already out of date.”
"That's easy to understand, like our Aunt Muriel," Ron said to Ginny.
Ginny rolled her eyes.
"You don't need to remind me, she warned me after Bill and Fleur's wedding, if I want to borrow her tiara when I get married, I must follow the ancient etiquette."
Harry gasped for breath.
"How did you answer her?" Ron asked.
Ginny waved her hand with a smile, "I told her, don't worry, I plan to arrange the wedding in the sky, and give each guest a broomstick..."
Ron looked at Harry with a strange expression, then stretched out his thumb and said in admiration, "It's amazing! I can't wait to see it."
Duoji said with a smile: "If that's the case, you must remember to invite me, I want to watch it too." Then he found that the four people present were staring at him intently, he was a little puzzled, "...I said wrong Have you said that, even though I am over a hundred years old, I still occasionally fly around the yard on a broom..."
"Well, Mr. Dorje?" Hermione said cautiously, "Did you just eat the grapes on the table?"
"Oh, yes, I just took one...what's the matter?"
The four shook their heads in a guilty conscience ~IndoMTL.com~ Hermione whispered a word, "Fifteen minutes." The other three immediately woke up, knowing that she was talking about the expiry date of multi-flavored grapes that can change the color of the skin, " Mr. Dorje, let's talk about the biography," Harry said hastily, "I wrote two more draft chapters, but I feel that some places are easy to cause misunderstanding..."
He motioned for Hermione to take the manuscript out of the beaded pouch, trying not to look at the green, wrinkled face.
Dorje took the thick parchment from Hermione, bowed his head and read it. He looked at it and said: "So I admire Mr. Haip, he is a very far-sighted person, especially for the biography of Dumbledore, how to say the word: predict the enemy's opportunity, at first I still have some Doubt..."
Most of the rest of October was spent in rainy conditions, and the cold air crept in and covered the country for the next two weeks, with temperatures near freezing. When Halloween is approaching, the air is finally no longer humid all day long.
Compared with the enthusiasm of the people inspired by magic in cold weather, the governments of various countries are more concerned about what is being done by the International Wizarding Organization, which is said to be comparable to the United Nations, but with stronger law enforcement. It has been in operation for three hundred years. You must know that this time has been longer than most countries in the world.
On October 27th, there was finally movement at the federation headquarters.
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