"Mr. Wiggleswald's question, as the representative of the British branch of the International Confederation of Wizards, is not fit to explain to you unilaterally at this time...", Alan replied, looking around at the wizards who were almost holding his breath, "from Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone As you said, Mr. Wigswald, the International Federation of Wizards will hold a meeting at the Department of International Magical Cooperation to discuss this matter later, and I ask the media to follow the final interpretation published after the meeting, so let's stop here for today. Allen's hands pressed down, gave Percy a look, and began to turn and walk towards the elevator.

Percy immediately bowed slightly and hurried forward to announce the end, and together with the Aurors who were maintaining order on the side, they blocked the reporters who were very emotional, as if they had been beaten by chicken blood, especially those reporters who were linked to the pure-blood family behind them, had already thought of the headline, and they decided that it was Harris evading the mistake they had made, and wanted to shirk responsibility.

With a clattering sound, an elevator descended in front of Allen, the golden fence door slid open gently, Alan stepped in, in this unoccupied space, he tidied up the robe on his body, and threw the Merlin Medal he had just harvested into the space,

The elevator slowly rose until an indifferent woman's voice rang out: "The fifth floor, the International Department of Magical Cooperation, contains the International Magical Trade Standards Association, the International Magical Law Office, and the International Federation of Magicians UK Chair. ”

The door opened, and several notes flew in, flying around the light above the elevator, making the lights flicker, and Alan stepped out of the elevator and walked directly to the conference room at the innermost end of the corridor, the wide door was pushed open in an instant when Alan approached, and Alan walked in with his head held high.

The meeting had not yet begun, and in this ornate conference room, wizards dressed in various costumes gathered in twos and threes to talk. Alan looked around and saw that his father, Owen, was standing and talking with an unusually tall lady.

It is not surprising that Allen's keen devotional mind has led him to notice that many hostile eyes have been placed on him as soon as he enters the door, as Harris has offended many pure-blood families by giving rise to the strength of the already powerful British wizarding community and its educational reforms, and most of the country's ministries of magic are controlled by these traditional pure-blood families.

Only the smaller nations that are too weak to survive between the various magical powers will be eager to salute Eren when they see him come in—just as they have done to other powers.

Approaching her father, the lady who was about Hagrid's height turned and smiled at Alan, with her olive face, her dark, watery eyes, her hair combed back, her black satin dress wrapped from head to toe, and many luxurious opals.

She is Madame Ollim Maxim, the headmaster of Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and she is wearing the coat of arms representing the French Ministry of Magic on her chest.

The emblem features the iconic elements of the French tricolor, the cockade and the Phrygian cap, and is made up of a black-robed and black-haired lady in France wrapped in intricate lace, with the number 1790 at the top, which represents the establishment of the French Ministry of Magic in 1790 during the French Revolution, and at the bottom is the motto of the French Ministry of Magic - "Incanté, Envouté, Conjuré" ("Incanté, Envouté, Conjuré"), which is in line with the French Muggle government motto "Liberty, Equality, Fraternity" (" Liberté, Egalité, Fraternité").

"It's a shame we didn't talk much at Albert's wedding, Alan. This unusual woman, who has the blood of a half-blood giant, put away her smile at Alan and whispered solemnly, "France will support Britain in this incident and in the voting process, but depending on the situation, Alan wants to convince everyone... It's not easy. ”

"Thank you for your support..."Eren bowed slightly to the half-blood giant, and then the man seemed more relaxed, "When is your wedding to Hagrid?

"It's up to Rubeus. Madame Maxim's face flushed slightly, but she replied gracefully, and then she glanced at Owen and Alan, "You father and son must have more important matters to discuss, so let's talk when it's over." ”

The Harris father and son hurriedly bowed down and watched Madame Maxim walk to some of the ladies delegates.

Alan looked back at his father and asked, "Father, what is the French Ministry of Magic?... I originally thought that France, whether it was Muggles or the wizarding world, was not very good with us in England..."

"Alan, there's not much more I can do to help you... She won't help you..."Owen raised his hand to straighten the somewhat wrinkled clothes on his shoulders for his son, "I asked Daisy to make a condition to the French Ministry of Magic, that our more combative Aurors would provide security for these French wizards who were more focused on fashion and perfume when needed in France, and this time the French representatives, they sent Madame Maxime, who knew us well, so it also means that the French Ministry of Magic agreed to my offer... In addition, the United States is a bit difficult to deal with, and they are not in agreement with each other, but after giving some tariff benefits, it seems that they will at least remain neutral in the end. Owen pointed to a tall, thin man with a sharp nose in his 60s and big glasses across the rode, "That's Leonard Knox, the representative of the United States, who just came to say hello to me than he knew you." ”

"Oh, yes Dad, I stayed at Professor Flitwick's house when I was in my second year and went to the United States... I thought he was retired. Alan looked at Professor Flitwick's friend, who seemed to notice his gaze and nodded to Allen, Allen waved in response, and then put his gaze back on his father, "But father, we don't need to be so troublesome, most countries are bullying the weak and afraid of evil... Now in this case, be more tough, let them know that they are not capable of enforcing those treaties..."

"Alan, there's not much I can teach you...," Owen said in a low voice, clasping his hands in front of him, "but to make things easier, why don't we do it? Each one of them is alive, each one has his own thoughts... It's a little bit of what I've learned over the years. ”

Alan nodded: "Thank you father, it's useful..."

As time passed, more and more wizards entered the meeting room of the International Department of Magical Cooperation, and the noise in the hall intensified.

Representatives of the Ministry of Magic from all over the world, dressed in their own cultural costumes, gathered in the hall and conversed freely.

The costumes of these wizards were clearly more unrestrained than their fellow Muggles from their respective countries, and most notably the wizard from Panama, whom no one could get close to, resembled a male bird with his tail feathers unfurled, long feathers on his back that spread out in a circle to wrap his back, and the top of his head, shoulders and neck were decorated with various colors of feathers based on orange.

"We are a group of people who have turned a blind eye to someone who has violated the Secrecy Act, leaving the entire wizarding world at risk. A middle-aged wizard wearing a red horse jacket with a strong ethnic atmosphere, beard and thick eyebrows, and a half-bald head said to the wizards around him, pinning a second-class Merlin medal to the pocket of his suit on his chest.

"President Akinbad, I think Mr. Obaronsk is right... You are our leader...", an Indian wizard dressed in a hand-painted pattern and embroidered with gold wire and other embellishing "Buddy", in exotic English, deliberately shouted to Babajid Akinbad, president of the International Federation of Wizards, "Please support the sanctions imposed on the state and wizards who violate the Secrecy Law in this way, so that they can learn a lesson." ”

"High Priest Kusrapari... For countries and regimes that have indeed violated the law, we will punish them accordingly in accordance with the law. Babagid's green kanga was wrapped from his chest to his toes, and he stood on the higher podium and glanced condescendingly at the Indian shaman who had just spoken.

"Alan, that bald man is the Minister of Magic of Bulgaria, the disgusting Obaronsk... His wife is a member of the Monte family, so this wife-afraid guy keeps getting me in trouble..."Owen leaned in a little closer to Allen and whispered, "Bulgaria is getting more and more unpeaceful, but he still doesn't want to miss the opportunity to be bad for the British..."

Following Owen's gaze, the Indian wizard smiled and seemed to be telling Obalonsk something funny, which caused the Bulgarian Minister of Magic to lean back and reach out and slap the other man on the shoulder a few times - but this seemed to cause Kuslapari to be dissatisfied, and Alan noticed that the Indian wizard had used a wand on his shoulder when he wasn't looking.

Later, as the bell rang from the Ministry of Magic, Babajid Akinbad raised his hand to look at the time, tidied up his Buddy, and walked to the first podium in the middle and top of the hall. Noticing his movements, the chatter in the hall gradually subsided, and gradually became silent.

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