Ministry of Magic, Office of the Minister.

Cornelius Fudge waved his hand vigorously and took the initiative to break the suffocating atmosphere in the office.

"It's just a casual guess, don't be too nervous, if Dumbledore is behind it, our group of people would have been caught by the Imperius curse a long time ago, where is the need for so many complicated twists and turns. ”

"That's right, there is no correspondence between Professor Dumbledore and the elves......"

"Mr. Fudge, you scared the hell out of us just now. ”

"If Hogwarts had money, it wouldn't be enough for the students to grow their own food and provide for three meals a day. ”

"If the Gringotts goblins are really so stupid, they will lose a lot of money......"

After a few moments, everyone in the Ministry of Magic shook their heads, quickly putting these nonsensical conjectures behind them.

Even Fudge, who took the initiative to talk about this issue, later felt that his previous ideas were a little ridiculous, mostly because he couldn't help but drink a few more drinks on a whim during small talk, so that he was a little more confused than usual.

It's just that a little caution in his heart, when Cornelius Fudge got the approval of the Ministry of Magic to approve the application for "Hogwarts Education Reform" a few days later, he couldn't help but go to Hogwarts to deliver the paperwork through Floo.com.

And when he arrived, Albus Dumbledore, who was sitting behind his desk, was like a beginner in magic, waving his wand in earnest, turning a pocket watch from wood to iron and back again.

If it weren't for the powerful magical protection that haunted the old wizard's body, which was almost visible to the naked eye, Cornelius Fudge would have almost suspected that Dumbledore had entered the stage of Alzheimer's disease from time to time.

"Oh, Connelly, you'......re here! It's a bit difficult. ”

Sensing the middle-aged wizard coming out of the fireplace, Dumbledore subconsciously raised his head, and before he could finish speaking, Fudge saw that the pocket watch that had been changing in the hands of the old wizard suddenly turned into a pile of black slag.

"Sorry, I'm working on a new direction of Transfiguration...... Of course, it failed again. ”

The old wizard's expression was as kind as ever, and he snapped his fingers to lift the magic protection.

However, perhaps because he had just finished a failed attempt at magic, Dumbledore was not as sleek and relatable as before, but instead returned to the calm and slightly deep look that Fudge had known long ago—as Connelly Fudge had seen when he was still in school.

This is Professor Albus Dumbledore, powerful, unsightly, and a little insane......

Compared to such an old wizard who has seen too many years, he doesn't need any disguise and intrigue at all, maybe except for the young man who is knowledgeable and uncertain, he can get what he wants, just wave his wand.

"This is your previous application for education reform, and after studying it, the ministry believes that there is no major problem. It's just that some Muggle scholars from the non-wizarding world can't leave the Hogwarts area with their memories, you know what I mean?"

Cornelius Fudge lowered his head slightly, put the magic document in his hand with the seal and the signature of the corresponding department head on Dumbledore's desk, hesitated for a few seconds, and couldn't help but remind him.

"So...... Professor Dumbledore, about the joint statement with the Ministry of Magic......"

"No problem, I'll be there on time tomorrow morning. As for the follow-up interviews and scoops, I thought about it for a while, if Mr. Minister thinks it is necessary, in fact, it can be added a little bit, and it doesn't matter. ”

In the past six months, Professor Dumbledore has indeed changed a lot, and it is not so easy to ask him to speak in normal times.

The middle-aged man thought like this, and didn't think about the reason for Dumbledore's change like this, after all, no matter who they were, they wanted to be able to meet a tool guy who was easy to talk and didn't threaten to help.

Cornelius Fudge didn't miss the difficult communication pattern of the previous one, where he might have to send a dozen owls a day in a row to wait for a text message from Dumbledore.

"Thank you very much, Professor Dumbledore, for your hard work, so I'll go back first. ”

Fudge nodded happily, took off his top hat and said hello, then walked over to the fireplace again and left the Headmaster's office at Hogwarts via Floo Net - of course, after he disappeared, Hogwarts' temporarily open Floo Network network was shut down again.

Then, a wizard wearing the same robe as Dumbledore held a book, slowly flipped it, and walked down the revolving wooden staircase above, grumbling rather unhappily downstairs.

"Hey, Albus, I didn't agree to any interviews or scoops!"

"It's okay, you just heard it, and I agreed for you. ”

Downstairs in the main hall of the Headmaster's office, Dumbledore replied nonchalantly, flicking his wand away the pile of black slag, and re-extracting a pocket watch from the drawer, tinkering with it.

"But...... Gail, do you think it's really possible to unleash terrifying destructive power with Transfiguration alone?"

"How do I know, if you are really curious, ask that little girl directly. I also happened to hear her give a lesson to the little witch named Hermione Granger, and it didn't seem like a lie. ”

As the countdown to the introduction of non-magical courses into Hogwarts, Dumbledore began to study the Muggle knowledge that was a bit of a headache more and more seriously, but in the face of the vast and chaotic non-magical world reference series, Dumbledore, who lacked systematic guidance, was mostly only scratching the surface.

Perhaps, we can only wait until the end of this semester and those Muggles arrive at Hogwarts to get to know each other.

............

Meanwhile, London, Tumbledown Alley.

This is another magical business district in addition to Diagon Alley.

Compared to the well-known Diagon Alley, Tumbledown Alley, which wanders the gray edge of the wizarding world, is a haven for outlaws, with many shops related to dark arts and strange shops run by various unidentified dark wizards.

And on this day, a new shop with a particularly gorgeous decoration suddenly appeared at the entrance of Tumbledown Alley.

Perhaps, it's not a good idea to describe it as a store, as it looks like a replica of a small Gringotts wizarding bank - except that it's called the U.S. Magical Federal Parliamentary Reserve System.

The shop is depicted in a tombstone-like black cross, with a mountain of gold in the background.

Several well-dressed young wizards were walking around the crowd with leaflets, and whenever they saw a wizard they handed one to his/her hand, along with a tinkling bronze nut attached to the leaflet.

As for the content on the flyer, it is quite simple and straightforward, which makes it clear at a glance.

"The most amazing money magic ever!"

"Give me one copper nat today, and two copper nats for you tomorrow!"

"Professional goblin guidance, permanently valid, redeem on the spot!"

An invisible butcher's knife swung at the Gringotts Wizarding Bank next door without warning on this uneventful afternoon, but it would take some time for the pain to gradually reach the bone marrow of the goblins.

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Chapter 4! (Mayes!!!)