Chapter Sixty-Eight: Political Magic Blossoms

"Of course I have proof." Dumbledore said with a smile, but he didn't make a decision immediately,

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you take all of this credit to me, but I don't really want to take credit from Harley, so I'll have to ask her for her opinion."

"Harley, would you like to show the Auror Office Director the previous footage?" Dumbledore looked at Harry.

Hallie was slightly stunned.

In her understanding, the Aurors are equivalent to the Night Watch or the Heart of the Machine, although they are not as good at fighting as the first two in combat, but they are equal in status.

If the Church of the Righteous God wants to see the battle footage of the Wild Extraordinary, can you still rush over and say no?

Unless you have the ability to kill all the way, even kill all the true gods of sequence zero!

And now that she hadn't become an angel, Harley didn't think she had the skills to take out the Ministry of Magic alone.

After all, who knows what hidden cards this ancient power that has ruled an entire country for a long time has?

In addition, she still wants to stay at Hogwarts to go to school, so she doesn't care about the Aurors' idea of viewing the battle footage.

Anyway, among the combat methods he has used, the two seals he has used, and his prayer to the mythical creature form in exchange for power, it is impossible to see it from the image alone.

And the core abilities of "manipulation of various emotions such as pleasure" were not used in this battle at all.

Therefore, the Ministry of Magic can only know that it is good at ice magic and fire magic, and it does not involve Harley's core ability at all.

Even if anyone went to great lengths to get this information and wanted to use it against themselves, it would be a fool's dream.

So Hallie doesn't really care if this image is leaked.

Despite this, Professor Dumbledore's willingness to ask Harley about her behavior in advance still caused inexplicable emotions to appear in Hallie's heart.

"If you don't feel like that, you can just let Director Scrimgeour watch it himself." Dumbledore saw that Harrie didn't answer immediately, and added,

"Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't let him watch it, but according to the laws and social common sense of the Ministry of Magic, your killing of the basilisk and the Slytherin heir can only be recorded on me.

And if this matter is written into your resume, it will be of great help to you in finding a job after graduation, at least the Auror position will definitely welcome you. ”

"That's true, if Miss Hallie did all of this, I'd welcome her to come to us as soon as she graduates." Scrimgeour nodded in agreement.

Listening to Professor Dumbledore's words, many Aurors frowned slightly.

As the Aurors' elite, many of them were still captains, and they were also very curious about the previous battle scenes and wanted to observe them.

But it was Dumbledore, the greatest White wizard of all time, who said this, so they could only regret that they might have missed this opportunity.

As for Scrimgeour's words, they didn't care, after all, Aurors have always respected the strong.

"I don't care," said Harley obediently, "it's not an important image anyway.

Mr. Scrimgeur, if you and the others want to see it, watch it. ”

There was another sentence that Hallie didn't say: this was a great opportunity to make an anchor.

Professor Dumbledore nodded, waving his wand slightly.

The blue sky on the ceiling vanishes, and the video begins to play - from the beginning of the battle between Harley and Professor Lockhart until the basilisk is killed.

However, the image of Tom Riddle has been erased and changed to Lockhart ordering the basilisk to kill Halle before he dies.

Although it was unknown why Professor Dumbledore wanted to hide this important information, since the professor didn't want anyone else to know, Harley wouldn't have chosen to expose it.

After reading it, there was a dead silence in the auditorium, and even the shocked inhalation of an Auror could be heard.

Scrimgeour was the first to come back to his senses, with a look of disbelief on his face:

"Miss Hallie, I have to say, your strength is really strong. I wonder if you'd like to join the Aurors after graduation?

I think you'll soon be captain and even have a chance to take my place when I step down.

You may not know it, but the director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement ......"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Dumbledore's cough: "Rufus, I don't think now is the time to talk about this. ”

"It's really not the time to say this!" A new voice interjected, it was Minister of Magic Fudge.

After discovering that the auditorium was safe, Scrimgeour had one of the Aurors inform Minister Fudge and Professor McGonagall who were waiting outside.

Actually, Professor McGonagall would have liked to go in with the Aurors, but Fudge tried to keep Professor McGonagall for all sorts of reasons.

After being notified, Fudge rushed in, only to encounter a "live-action blockbuster" playing on the ceiling, so he didn't speak until now.

Seeing Minister Fudge's serious expression, most of the Aurors left the place to clean up the mess in the auditorium.

Professor McGonagall also took command, leaving only Harley, Dumbledore, Fudge, and Scrimgeour in place.

"Albus, it's all settled at last." Fudge wiped his sweat with his hands and said breathlessly,

"I've finally been able to get a good night's sleep tonight, although Higgs ...... But all in all, it's pretty good.

But I think, Albus, you'll have to go to the Ministry of Magic again.

The Higgs family had bought fresh mandrake, so the child was now awake.

As soon as he woke up, he filed a complaint against the Malfoy family, saying that Draco Malfoy had attacked him.

Honestly, it's really hard to believe, isn't it? The Malfoys are the most traditional pure-blood nobles, and I don't think they'd do that.

And the image on the ceiling said earlier that Lockhart was very good at modifying his memory, and I suspect that he manipulated little Malfoy.

But you'll have to take a look, and you'll have to talk to the school board about rescinding your dismissal......"

Fudge babbled for a long time, all about political matters, and he was asking for Dumbledore's help and expressing his helplessness.

It wasn't until Dumbledore nodded that he would go with him to the Ministry of Magic that Fudge stopped.

"Harry," Fudge's mouth couldn't sit still, and he had just finished his conversation with Dumbledore and turned his target.

He looked at Harley eagerly, but the deepest part of his eyes hid a little vigilance and other inexplicable emotions,

"Oh, my dear child, I didn't expect you to solve such a big problem!

You don't know how much you've helped me, thank you so much! ”

"That's what I'm supposed to do, Secretary Fudge." Harley bowed slightly, in response.

"Oh, kid, don't be so modest." Fudge said loudly, his voice echoing through the auditorium,

"In my opinion, you are not much worse than Albus back then, and may even surpass him!

When he was in his second year, he didn't have the ability to kill the basilisk and the powerful dark wizard alone!

I thought we could give you an interview on this and give you a good story in the Daily Prophet, wouldn't we? ”

"Of course, Minister Fudge," Harry replied softly without waiting for Dumbledore to speak,

"I think there's your name in there, don't I? Minister Fudge arranged for the Aurors to settle at Hogwarts and force the Slytherin heir to show up. ”

Dumbledore was still smiling, but now his expression became a little complicated, and Scrimgeour opened his mouth slightly in surprise.

The twelve-year-old girl in front of her is not only so capable of fighting, but also has such a high level of political literacy!

She's just a natural fit for the Ministry of Magic!

Scrimgeour dared to vouch for her favorite lion-like hair, and if Harley maintained her status quo and joined the Ministry of Magic after graduation, there was a good chance that she would take over as Minister of Magic when Fudge stepped down!

Is this genius?

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(Thanks to the nine-tailed Yanhu for the tip!) )

(End of chapter)