"Well, I still have to say this," Ning An shook his head, staring at Page and opening his mouth word by word

"You get the idea, I mean—the Imperius Curse."

Page shivered all over, as if he had been passed by an electric current, and there was a very frightened look on his face, Ning An had only seen such a performance on the insect tail, it seemed that Crouch was not wrong, this is a timid and cowardly guy.

"Don't ...... No kidding...... Mr. Headmaster ...... "Paige prayed, as if to say, please stop this joke!" With such an expression, he looked at Ning An.

Ning An raised his wand and slowly aimed it at Page, "I never joke about this kind of thing, Mr. Page. ”

"Oh...... Come on...... Please don't...... Don't ......"

A staff member sent by the Ministry of Magic, Julian of the Department of International Magical Cooperation? Mr. Page was sobbing in the principal's office, and the black shadows on the ceiling seemed to dance excitedly.

The cold wind blew against the window lattice, and the sound of the rain drowned out Page's crying, and perhaps only Ning An, who was closest to him, could hear the whimper coming from his mouth clearly.

"I'm just asking you to do something, and you're like this," Ning An shrugged his shoulders in embarrassment, revealing a look of displeasure, "Is it so terrible, I won't take your life again-"

He approached Page, and his wand shook on his waist, as if giving out an electric shock, and "clicked" Page's wand fell on the smooth marble floor, Ning An stretched out his foot and stepped lightly on his feet, looking at Julian? Paige whispered to him:

"It's just—a small request—"

"No...... No...... Please...... Imperius Curse...... is illegal...... You...... You're the headmaster of Durmstrang......"

He kept sobbing, as if he wanted to squat down slowly, but he was afraid that Ning An would misunderstand that he wanted to take the wand, so he half-arched, maintained an awkward posture, and stood there stiffly, sobbing in a low voice.

As if he had lost interest in intimidation, Ning An straightened up and kicked the wand far away on the ground, and the wooden stick made a "croak" sound on the ground.

"Are you coming or am I coming?" Ning An asked with interest as he looked at Crouch, who was standing on the other side, also pointing his wand at Page.

"If you're willing to regain control of your men—"

"I'll come," Crouch took a deep breath, he understood that Ning An's meaning was far from being as simple as humility, although he was smiling, but Crouch knew very well what kind of fangs were hidden under this young man's smile.

"That couldn't be better." Ning An raised his hand and removed his wand from Page, the official of the Ministry of Magic, who was still covering his face with his hand, bowed tremblingly and whimpered quietly.

"You know that the mysterious man will infiltrate the Ministry of Magic, so we must prepare early and find our own eyeliner so that we can take some action at any time."

Ning An looked at Crouch and said to him relaxedly: "Even - your son, his whereabouts, and what he did, if we don't have the eyes of the British Ministry of Magic, it will be a little difficult for us to get information." ”

"He's not my son!"

Crouch shouted with some excitement, it was the first time he was so excited in front of Ning An, and the wand in his hand was also trembling, but fortunately, he reacted quickly, and immediately said apologetically:

"I'm sorry...... I...... I'm out of shape......"

"Oh, that's okay, Crouch, I know you're obsessed with little Barty—" Ning An waved his hand unconcernedly, as if completely ignoring Julian, who was still in a pitiful position? Page

"We'll find him, he's the most powerful Death Eater under the Mystery, so something as important as infiltrating the Ministry of Magic will definitely be involved, and it shouldn't be difficult for us to find him."

He chuckled and continued, "When the time comes, we can discuss what we want, although I doubt that you are too ruthless to give him the punishment he won, but I think at least-"

Ning An paused, glanced at old Crouch, his hand holding the wand, still trembling imperceptibly, although his gaze hit Paige directly, but it was unknown where his mind went.

"At least if you're zhua/zhu by him, he won't hesitate to kill his own father-"

Old Crouch's body shook violently, and immediately after Ning An finished speaking, he blurted out and shouted at Paige in front of him:

"Out of body!"

Page froze suddenly, and after a few seconds, he straightened up again, looked at Ning An and Old Barty, bent down respectfully, and greeted:

"Master—"

"This guy's personality strength is really weak and pitiful, he didn't even dodge, and just accepted his fate?" Ning An sighed, looked at Page in amazement, and laughed at the incompetence in front of him.

"He's a coward, that's been the way it has been." Old Crouch flicked his wand and gave an order to Page to do as Ning An had previously instructed.

Page nodded respectfully and quickly left the office, and when Parney picked him up, he was still humble, and no one could see any difference from before.

The principal's office finally returned to calm, Ning An leaned back in the comfortable chair and stretched hard, "Whew-it's finally over, it's really busy today, isn't it?" ”

With a flick of his wand, the wine glasses on the table "popped" away, and most of the remaining bottles of Aquavit flew on their own, returning to the shelves filled with all sorts of silverware and strange magical items.

The blank paper on which he had written and painted and recorded some things before was gone, and Ning An put his legs on the table and reclined in an extremely lazy posture, if outsiders saw Durmstrang's appearance of trusting the principal, it might cause strong criticism, but fortunately, there was no one else here except old Crouch.

"I'm going to England, or I'm going to France, or I'm going to Italy, I'm not going to stay here anyway, I'm going on vacation and enjoying my vacation......"

"But you know, there's still a lot of work to be done."

"Just leave it to Pani, aren't you familiar with it, and Karkaroff, I'm sure you can handle it." Ning An waved his hand confidently, and Old Barty could only smile helplessly.

"Teng—"

At this moment, the office was obliquely sided, and the fire was not burning, but the fire that was barely swaying with a trace of flame suddenly became hot, Ning An hurriedly put his legs down from the table, and the next moment, bright green flames suddenly burst out of the fire, and a person's head hung in the middle of the flames, he was the deputy minister of the Norwegian Ministry of Magic who had just met Ning An this morning, Nils? Abel.

"Is Principal Ning'an here—Is Principal Ning'an here—"

Abel's head resembled a huge, bearded egg, he shouted Ning'an's name, flames fluttering around him, tongues of fire licking/zhe his ears, but he was not hindered in the slightest.

"Oh, is there anything you can do, Mr. Abel?" Ning An walked around from behind the table, trotted two steps to the fireplace, and looked into the green flames, Nils? Abel's head asked.

"Aha, you're here, Mr. Headmaster, I knew you were there—" Abel smiled with delight on his face, and he spoke so quickly that Ning An almost didn't hear what he said.

"That's right, it's actually about the new Durmstrang admissions measures you're going to implement—"

"Oh?" Ning An frowned, the Norwegian Ministry of Magic had no right to interfere with Durmstrang's admissions guidelines, he didn't understand what Abel meant by saying this to him.

Abel quickly continued, "Because you've expanded your enrollment and started officially allowing non-pure-blood wizards to enter the school, you've attracted some wishful thinking from restless fellows. ”

"I think it's better for you to say it directly, Deputy Ministry/Mr. Zhang." Ning An waved his wand and let a chair run under his pi/gu, and Shi Shiran himself sat in front of the fireplace, talking to Abel's huge green head in the fire.

"It's the Sámi," he sighed, "it's the Sámi who also want to enroll their offspring." ”

"Sámi?"

Ning An was a little confused, and glanced at Crouch, who was standing on the side of the fireplace, making sure that Abel couldn't see him, and motioned for him to go and get Karkaroff, who understood and walked towards the office door from the other side.

"Ah, look at my memory, I forgot, yes, you're not from here, so it's not surprising that you don't know—" Abel paused, "Wait a minute, I'll take a sip of water." ”

He seemed to pull his head away from the fireplace, and then after a few seconds, the big egg-like head reappeared in the fireplace, and he reached out to wipe the corners of his mouth, and said eagerly to Ning An:

"Let's cut a long story short, you can understand the Sámi as unrecognized wizards."

Abel scratched his head, as if it was difficult for him to explain the matter, "They can use magic too, you know, but it's very different from us, it's been like this for a long, long time, and they call the people of their own people who can perform magic priests. ”

Abel swallowed and continued; "But now it's no longer possible to educate those who are gifted with magic in the old way, so the Sami people also want to send their own children to magic schools, and they have been trying for so many years, but Durmstrang, who is the closest, has never allowed them to do so-"

"So they saw this opportunity and found you?" Ning An asked knowingly, and Abel laughed twice and said:

"They got in touch with the Norwegian Ministry of Magic, of course, after all, they are part of the wizarding world, so we have an obligation to facilitate such exchanges, which is also in line with the purpose of the Norwegian Ministry of Magic, so I hope you can meet with their High Priest to talk-"

The hardwood door was gently pushed open, and Ning An knew that it was Karkaroff who had arrived, so he stopped talking nonsense with Abel, he nodded and said:

"Okay, I see, Mr. Abel, I'll do my best to do this-"

"It's not as much as possible - it's as soon as possible, the Sami are protesting at the door of the Ministry of Magic, and it's putting a lot of pressure on us - you know the people, they don't like this kind of riot, no wizard likes it, not even myself......"

"Okay Ministry/zhang, okay, I see-"

Seeing that egg-like head finally disappeared in the flames, and the turquoise furnace fire turned fiery red again, Ning An let out a long breath

"Look, the Norwegian Ministry of Magic, which is ten times more mediocre than the British Ministry of Magic, is so ridiculous that it is blocked by a people who do not identify with wizards—"

He looked at Karkaroff, who rushed over and was still a little dazed, and Crouch, who was standing next to him, supported half of his face with his hand, and said depressedly:

"Anyway, who's going to explain to me what the Sami are all about?"

****

Karkaroff understood the truth of the matter after Ning An said the cause and effect, and after he told Ning An, Ning An barely understood.

To put it bluntly, the Sami also wanted their descendants to study in Durmstrang, but Durmstrang never sent them an admission letter, including other magic schools, which they did not do, and they were not recognized by the wizards.

I don't know who told them that Durmstrang would open admission restrictions for Muggle-born students next semester, which may have been taken as a sign or an expectation by the Sámi, and in any case, it got into trouble with the Norwegian Ministry of Magic.

The Norwegian Ministry of Magic is indeed similar to Ning An's description, there are a few idlers in it, they are the most numerous, and the largest department is the Department of Magical Sports, which basically revolves around the sport of Quidditch all year round, and other things are really much more harmonious than the British Ministry of Magic.

"So, they're pushing the question on me?" Ning An turned around, it seemed to be Nils? Abel has left the responsibilities of the Ministry of Magic to himself?

"You can't say that......" Karkaroff hesitated, "in the end, it is up to you to negotiate with the Sámi, whether it is a refusal or other request, it is up to you to decide...... But the Ministry of Magic was supposed to play the role of an intermediary, but they clearly ......"

"Got all over Quidditch?" Ning An raised his eyebrows.

"Nils? Abel's words must be in a hurry to go on vacation to catch monsters-" Karkaroff said with a little embarrassment, as if he were ashamed of the lazy staff of the Norwegian Ministry of Magic.

"That's what he is, I've dealt with him a bit, and I should say that's basically the case in that department......"

"Monster fisher?" Ning An asked puzzled.

"Ah, it's sea monsters, river monsters, and sometimes you catch sea snakes, water ghosts, or mermaids."

Karkaroff looked as if he had fished for monsters, and the expression on his face became excited when he said this, "The best thing is to catch a horsehead fishtail sea monster, it's an extremely rare thing, even their cubs are not common, I've heard people talk about it......"

"Ahem-" Ning An coughed twice, and Karkarov stopped talking awkwardly, spread his hands and said:

"That's it...... That's it, that Abel guy is obsessed with fishing for monsters, and for most of the year, he will run around the world and be busy fishing for monsters......"

Ning An angrily hammered the armrest of a chair, thinking that he would be able to relax for two days, but he didn't expect that this annoying Nils? Abel found himself another job.

"The Sámi want to go to school – let them go!"