The next morning, the sun had just risen, and the quiet Hogwarts Castle was waking up.

Unlike usual, in the thin morning mist outside the castle, many young wizards could already be seen walking back and forth at this time.

Since each college was assigned a small farm, students unconsciously regarded this land as their own back garden, and many people liked to visit their college's vegetable garden when they had nothing to do.

Although Hogwarts is a school of witchcraft and wizardry, there are still strict restrictions on the casting area of young wizards, except for classrooms, whether it is the castle corridor or the common room, there are clear bans on casting spells.

However, the vegetable garden, located on the outskirts of the castle, is a default playground.

Here, students can do whatever they want, whether it's using spells to speed up the growth of crops or trying new spells that they haven't mastered yet, no professor will interfere.

Of course, the premise is that you don't practice any "splitting spells" or "explosion spells" on the vegetables in the field, otherwise it is easy to be beaten half to death by your classmates from your own college, and then find a pit with good feng shui to bury it directly to gain weight......

In fact, for the vast majority of young wizards, the joy and sense of accomplishment brought by witnessing the seeds they sown and break through the soil little by little, sprout, grow leaves, blossom, and bear fruit, and the joy and sense of accomplishment brought by this kind of hard work is already more joyful than mastering a new magic.

Not to mention, when these crops will also be directly tied to their three meals a day.

These days, many students have developed the habit of waking up early to farm and maintain their own house gardens, and the young wizards of Ravenclaw House sometimes even pick some fresh fruit and bring it directly to the table.

So, when Cornelius Fudge arrived at Hogwarts Castle with a group of Ministry of Magic officials......

"Professor Dumbledore, what's that?"

Standing on the pontoon bridge at the main entrance of Hogwarts Castle, Cornelius Fudge pointed to the wetlands by the Black Lagoon not far away, and looked at Albus Dumbledore beside him, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

If he's not mistaken, it seems that the students are ...... Farming?!

"Ah, there's the Slytherin garden. ”

Dumbledore turned his head to look in the direction of Fudge's finger, a smile appeared in his eyes, and replied softly, "Looks like they're going to do a new round of sowing and spelling, after all, the Slytherin table consumed a bit of vegetables yesterday." ”

As the headmaster of Hogwarts, Dumbledore naturally also paid attention to the strange-smelling food that appeared on the Slytherin captain's table yesterday, and he even thought that Elena wanted to take revenge on Slytherin House for a while.

However, judging from the final results of the kitchen feedback, the "empty plate rate" on the Slytherin table is the highest in the school.

This also made Dumbledore completely relieved, and no longer intended to interfere too much with the work of the kitchen - there was a precedence in the smell, there was a specialization in the arts, and Dumbledore had never been in the habit of being strong in areas that he was not good at.

"Sowing, consumption, I'm sure I must have misunderstood you, Professor Dumbledore. ”

At that moment, a high-pitched, thin voice like a little girl suddenly rang out from Fudge's right.

I saw a short, fat, wide, loose-skinned face, with a large mouth drooping downward, like a big pale toad, a witch who stepped forward slightly, looked at Dumbledore and said.

Dolores Jane Umbridge, Senior Undersecretary of the Ministry of Magic, and one of Cornelius Fudge's most trusted right-hand men.

"But according to your explanation, it seems that the students of Hogwarts now need to farm their own land to support themselves?"

Umbridge had a fake smile on his face, and there was a hint of indifference in his large, round eyes that bulged outward.

"I'm not criticizing your approach to running a school, but I think a young wizard of this age should probably devote more energy to learning magic than farming like a house-elf or fantasizing about ethereal historical tales. ”

The purpose of the Ministry of Magic's visit was not just to negotiate the issue of the Chamber of Secrets.

In fact, despite Dumbledore's pressure, Cornelius Fudge chose to support the "Hogwarts calendar".

But from the Ministry's point of view, the "Ministry conspiracy theory" implicitly mentioned in the "Contrarian" article is not a pleasant thing to do - and more importantly, Cornelius Fudge, who came from a pure-blood wizarding family, knew that once the concept of the Age of Magic was fully formed, Hogwarts' reputation would be horribly blessed.

However, Connelly Fudge, who was lucky enough to become Minister for Magic just last year because of Dumbledore's refusal, did not have any thoughts of confronting Albus Dumbledore head-on at this time, and he knew his position very well.

And in this case, Umbridge is undoubtedly the most suitable person to be used as a microphone.

"The Hogwarts House Farm is also designed to increase students' control over magic, and since last weekend, each House student has been responsible for a plot of land to grow some simple crops - you can consult the school board and professors about this, and this is the result of a unanimous discussion. ”

Dumbledore nodded politely at Umbridge and replied mildly.

"As for the students' specialization in the history of magic, we have always been positive, but the wording and content rigor may be debatable. I think that's also one of the main items on the agenda that we're discussing today. ”

With the development of the wizarding world around the world, the impact on the old British wizarding world is undoubtedly the most obvious.

You must know that the North American wizarding world has broken away from the original Golden Galleon monetary system, and uses the drago pot (Dragot) for settlement and measurement units independently. And in the distance, the Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and the Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry...... A number of schools of witchcraft and wizardry have also gradually flourished, and they have always been eyeing the "status of the rivers and lakes" of Hogwarts.

If nothing is done, the voice and influence of traditional British wizarding in the world will only become less and less.

The emergence of the Age of Magic based on the "Hogwarts Calendar" is no less than a powerful booster for both the British Ministry of Magic and Hogwarts, or more accurately - [Magical Wonders].

And in this new wave of time that may sweep the entire wizarding world, what is the direction and cornerstone of the trend, and who will dominate the voice, is undoubtedly the most concerned issue for the Ministry of Magic.

"No, no, no, I think that article was quite rigorously written!"

Cornelius Fudge looked at Dumbledore with a smile on his face, patted his ass lightly, and took the initiative to take over the topic.

"I don't dare to discuss and discuss, in fact, we just want to provide some references, after all, in terms of historical records, the Ministry of Magic also has a considerable number of top-secret archives, which can provide support and solidarity for your subsequent publications. ”

There is no doubt that the name "Delisa Apocalis" is nothing more than a façade.

It took less than half a day for the Ministry of Magic to determine that there was no such family with such a surname in the world, and there was no witch with this name.

And the subsequent active support of Lady Bathilda Bassat speaks for itself - no one in the wizarding world today can say that this terrifyingly old authority can help, except for Albus Dumbledore.

"As I said, I didn't write that article. Dumbledore frowned.

"Oh, yes, yes. Cornelius Fudge nodded, "Miss Apokalis wrote, I understand. ”

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Goo, chapter one!

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