At the golden elevator door, a group of wizards were waiting.

The male witch in the lead was short and fat, slightly bald.

He was wearing a gorgeous robe with a black background and a silver-edged green top hat in his hand.

Behind the witch stood a short, fat witch who looked like a toad, wearing a velvet bow on her short hair and a thick folder on her chest.

The other wizards were a little farther away, with a look of fear on their faces.

The elevator door opened, Minister Foggy walked in first, and Umbridge followed closely behind.

As for the other wizards, they felt that they had not followed and continued to choose to wait for the next elevator.

"How is the result of the inspection, Dolores."

After the elevator door was closed, Forge asked in a low voice.

Umbridge pinched his throat and said sweetly:

"Mr. Minister, I took a team of Aurors to that cemetery, and nothing was found, and there was no trace of battle at all."

"But the Muggle newspaper..." Fudge hesitated. "A lot of people died."

"It's just a landslide." Umbridge had already prepared an excuse.

"A total natural disaster, no man-made factor."

"Ah, it's so pitiful." Minister Fuji didn't have much pitiful meaning in his tone.

He loosened his pine collar and relaxed, "Then, is the so-called place where the mysterious man is resurrected is fake?"

Umbridge didn't answer positively, but just chuckled:

"Minister, do you really believe Dumbledore's words about Stark, a little wizard, can fight the mysterious man and hurt him?"

"William is more than a little wizard." Minister Fuji shook his head cautiously.

"I have read reports from Paris and Venice. William is really powerful. I believe that most of the Aurors are not his opponents."

Faugi was also considered to have seen the terrible genius.

"So..." Umbridge rolled his eyes and said immediately: "There is a reason for Dumbledore to do this."

"What's the reason?" Fuji pricked up his ears.

"It's just to increase Stark's reputation and support him to become the youngest Minister of Magic." Umbridge analyzed.

"He only has two years left to graduate..."

Fudge was silent.

Although the Minister of Magic holds regular elections, the term of office and time limits of this position.

In theory, you can be re-elected infinitely, as long as you do well enough.

Therefore, this is an extremely flexible occupation, with a career life span ranging from several months to decades.

The British Minister of Magic, who served the shortest time, was undoubtedly Basil Fleck for only two months.

At that time, it was during the Fairy War, and he just came up to push the tank and overdo it.

Fleck had been working for two months, but he kicked him down because of the bullshit reason that the goblin and werewolf formed an alliance.

The longest-serving minister was Faris Sparvin. He took office at the age of 109 and served as the one for 38 years.

Fuji does not expect lifelong system, but he must also have dreams in life.

His dream is to challenge sixty years.

How can there be a minister in the world for sixty years?

Then start with him!

How could he be willing to leave office for only five years now?

Especially once you get involved in the rights, you can't quit.

But Foggy also felt urgency.

As Umbridge said, with William's current fame, he wanted to run for the election in the future, which is basically a surefire.

It would be impossible if Dumbledore had made a campaign to become the youngest minister of the Ministry of Magic after graduation.

Especially public opinion thinks that the mysterious man has been resurrected... and William is the only one who can deal with him.

This is a completely replica of Dumbledore from that time.

I'm afraid it won't take two years for all the British public opinion to become:

William can't help the people!

And what's wrong with him?

hateful!

The two suddenly shut up because the elevator opened on the seventh floor of the Magic Sports Department.

Mr. Weasley and Percy, standing at the elevator door, seemed to be arguing.

Seeing Minister Foggy Arthur stopped the quarrel and hesitated, he didn't go in for a while.

However, Percy seemed to have seen his father, and had changed his face at the speed of light, and walked in with a smile on his face.

He said enthusiastically: "Good morning, Mr. Minister. And your Minister's Advisor, Mrs. Umbridge!"

Percy reached out his hand eagerly.

Minister Fuji was stunned for a few seconds before reaching out and laughing: "Hello...I remember your call."

"Percy, Mr. Minister." Percy quickly introduced himself.

"Do I still remember working in the International Magic Cooperation Department? It was a few months ago that I had been working for Mr. Crouch..."

Percy suddenly shut up.

Crouch was controlled by his son Barty little and he was actually working for the criminal.

Fortunately, Foggy did not go into it but looked at Arthur who walked in.

Mr. Weasley must come in.

Although he didn't want to have an elevator with Forge, he also made Percy talk nonsense and accidentally leaked some news.

During this period, many members of the Order of the Phoenix have been to the Burrow.

During this period, he suddenly discovered that his son Percy... might have some problems.

It's not a brain problem or a physical problem, but a disagreement of political ideas.

Fuji seemed to be a good friend, with a gentle face, as if he inquired unintentionally:

"Arthur, isn't your office on the second floor? Why did you come to the seventh floor?"

The Ministry of Magic is divided into nine floors, and the eighth floor is the main hall.

Because deep underground, there are about a large number of floors, the further away from the ground.

The Magic Law Enforcement Department, as the largest department in the Ministry of Magic, is on the second floor.

Weasley's office where the prohibited abuse of Muggle items is also on this floor.

Percy was about to answer, and Mr. Weasley immediately lied: "I like Gobushi, so I came to Gobushi Club and ask if there were any games recently."

Gaobushi is a wizard game that resembles glass marbles. Every time you lose points, the winning stone will spray an unpleasant and viscous liquid on the loser's face.

This is an extremely niche game and doesn't look too elegant.

But Fauci is worthy of being the minister and can catch any topic. He talked:

"I also like this game. Back then, when I was still in Hogwarts, I joined the school's Brush Club.

I still remember our captain,

Erin Prince's girl.

She led us to compete with the Ifamoni Magic School.

After she graduated, she seemed to be married to a Muggle, and I remember... she seemed to be Snape's mother."

Arthur just smiled awkwardly, he didn't like this game at all.

"Have you been busy lately?" Fudge asked again: "I heard that you are busy with toilet sewage surging recently?"

"Anti-Muggle pranks were done!" Arthur said angrily, "It has been two times recently, once in Wimbledon and the other in Fort Elephant.

Once the Muggle flushed the toilet, the dirt not only did not disappear..."

Fudge interrupted, "Do you have to take care of this kind of small matter? The sewer matter?"

"Arthur, to be honest, I always wanted to change your position." Fudge smiled:

“Since Crouch’s accident, the Department of International Cooperation and Exchange has lacked a director.

Your son Percy, working there, too, right?"
To be continued...