Is anyone really reading this far?

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Of course, Harry knew what his aunt's name was, and he just didn't react for a moment.

After all, that family was probably no different from the North American slave owners in Harry's mind.

Who would have nothing to remember the name of a North American slave owner?

You say yes.

...

Unless he's been president.

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"Aren't you all three coming home for Christmas?"

Hermione, of course, wasn't interested in Melda's 'joke'. How could Malfoy like Harry? This must be a joke!

It must be!

"No, my parents are going to Romania to visit my second brother Charlie." Ron said indifferently. Anyway, he still has three older brothers at school, and it's the same whether he goes home or not.

"I don't have a home." Melda replied more simply.

Who would have thought that this guy who has always advertised that his family has a presence all over the world would answer like this.

"I... I don't want to go back. Hallileo looked at Melta sympathetically.

It is only in this kind of festival that people will notice that this person who looks cute on the outside and has a variety of temperaments will also be a poor homeless person.

Hermione, realizing that she seemed to have asked the wrong thing, quickly changed the subject and said, "Maybe you should take advantage of the rest time to check out the person Nicola Lemay." ”

"We will." Ron said nonchalantly, apparently not taking the matter to heart.

Time passed slowly, and a Potions lesson finally ended.

Along the corridor, Melda and her group soon came to the auditorium.

As soon as they entered the auditorium, their view was blocked by a large fir tree. It was Hagrid's Christmas tree that Hagrid had brought in to decorate the auditorium.

Hagrid was standing behind a tree with his unkempt head on top of it, reaching out to pick it up.

When he saw Melda approaching again, he was first overjoyed, and withdrew his hand that had already grabbed the fir tree, and made a gesture to say hello.

But for some reason, he seemed to remember something, and the greeting gesture was suddenly retracted, and he directly squatted down and picked up the fir tree, and the enthusiasm on his face suddenly dissipated.

He just said calmly, "Hello." Then he walked away without looking back.

"Ahem. I think he's still angry. Harry said awkwardly.

"Yesterday we got the name Nicol Lemay out of his mouth." Hermione explained.

"It's he who said he slipped out. But it's also under our constant questioning. ”

"Alright, be happy, it's almost Christmas." Ron Roundba said, "Maybe we should both give each other a little time. ”

Then the four of them sat down quietly.

Hermione talked about how she had searched the library last night and had found no information about Nicolame.

There are important historical books such as "The Great Wizard of the Twentieth Century", "The Directory of Famous Magicians of the Present Time", "The Great Discoveries of Modern Magic", and "A Study of the Development of Modern Witchcraft".

Naturally, Melda did not say that if you want to find information about Nicolamay, you should not look for such words in modern historical sources.

Because there's another little bit of knowledge in the book that contains Nicolamet. Melda was like seeing what Hermione's face would have when she found out.

Lunch is the old four-piece set again.

Bread, bread, mushrooms, potatoes.

That's probably the ingredient for every recipe the British can imagine.

After a monotonous lunch, an unexpected letter arrives at Melda.

"A letter? This time period? Or was it sent from the Ministry of Magic? Ron, the only official present, immediately recognized the striking sign on the letter in Melda's hand, which belonged exclusively to the British Ministry of Magic.

"Look at what's written?" Hermione said with a little excitement. It was also the first time she had seen correspondence from government departments in the wizarding world.

"Hmm!" Melda was also confused, he couldn't remember what he had done, and he hadn't had any dealings with the British Ministry of Magic, so how could they send him a letter?

Doubts opened the letter...

Dear Mr. Corris, We are very sorry for the recent losses suffered by your family. Matters relating to the Greater Glasgow Museum. The Ministry of Magic Commissioner will arrive at the Hogwarts Headmaster's office at 1 o'clock today. Please go to the principal's office at 1 o'clock to discuss the matter.

Cornelius Fudge, Deputy Director of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters, British Ministry of Magic.

"Cornelius Fudge?" Melda looked at the name on the end suspiciously.

After thinking for a moment, it occurred to him that the current Minister of Magic was Millicent Barnod.

That's a 'super capable' minister. (known as English Humphrey) has 'properly' dealt with the problems that have arisen in the wizarding world in the past decade since the disappearance of the mysterious man. (Mutual Compromise)

But that's about it.

"Wow! Fudguier! Big shot! Ron exclaimed.

"Fudge? Who's that? ”

Hermione and Harry, who didn't know much about the wizarding world, hadn't heard of the name.

"Cornelius Fuji, former Deputy Director of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters. However, he should have taken over as Minister of Magic by now. Ron clutched his head. He tried his best to remember what his father Arthur had said.

He was not interested in the Ministry of Magic. However, after all, his father worked in the Ministry of Magic, and he also had some understanding of the operation of the Ministry of Magic.

"After Christmas. The Daily Prophet should be announcing Fudge's appointment as Minister of Magic. ”

"But it's just a public announcement."

"According to the usual practice of the Ministry of Magic, he should have taken on the position of minister internally by the end of this year."

"I see!" For the first time, Hermione had learned how the Ministry of Magic worked.

"It's also fun to say." Melda continued.

"Basically, the tenure of the successive Ministers of Magic and the tenure of the Muggle Prime Minister have remained the same."

"Even some of them are friends!"

"Leonard Spencer Munn, for example, was the British Minister for Magic from 1939 to 1948, and he himself had a good relationship with Winston Churchill."

"Evangeline Orpington, who served as the British Minister of Magic in 1849~1855, is still a good friend of Queen Victoria."

"Oh! Is it? That's a lot of fun. Hermione seemed interested in the topic. Then he asked, "If their relationship is so good, why doesn't the wizarding world communicate with the Muggle world?" ”

"Look at our castle, it doesn't even have a heater."

"I think if the two worlds communicate with each other, they will definitely make great progress in the development of the two worlds."

"Ahem!" Melda coughed lightly and quickly interrupted Hermione's upcoming tirade.

"Oh, my dear British Minister of Magic, Lady Hermione Granger. There is a question about promoting the development of two worlds, and I think that you will have time to implement it when you come to power in the future. ”

"Now it's time for us to go to the rector's office and meet the minister."