Living peacefully at Hogwarts

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It's simple.

He is here to support the students.

Of course, he would not admit it himself.

"Klein's talent is beyond doubt."

Snape walked into the room, regardless of whether the round-faced old man opposite was the Minister of Magic or not, he spoke blankly, as if to state the simplest fact.

"Professor Severus Snape, I don't think you need to be here."

With a cold snort, Connelly Fudge's tone was rather bad.

After all, he was a high-ranking figure, and he didn't need to give anyone a good face except Dumbledore.

"Ah."

Snape lifted his chin slightly, revealing the gloomy face under his greasy long hair.

His meaning couldn't be more obvious.

I have come, what can you do?

"Damn it!"

Seeing Snape's sneerful world-weary face, Connelly Fudge couldn't help cursing inwardly.

Is everything wrong?

After this laugh, the other laugh.

Shouldn't his dignified Minister of Magic deserve respect?

"Ahem, Minister, let's talk about business first."

The secretary accompanying him saw the anger in his own minister's heart and had to change the subject to ease the heavy atmosphere.

Have no idea.

In other people's territory, even if their Ministry of Magic represents the official, they have to be careful.

One is "The Greatest Wizard" Dumbledore, and the other is "The Potions Master" Severus Snape.

They are not simple roles.

If this tears the skin...

The little secretary shuddered unconsciously.

"Ah, let's get back to business, the Ministry of Magic decided unanimously, because the inventor of the "Improved Healing Curse", Klein Grindelwald himself..."

With that, Connelly Fudge glanced at Klein.

"Unable to provide clear evidence to prove that I am a curse reformer, so the issuance of the Merlin Class III Medal is temporarily postponed."

absurd!

This was Klein's first reaction.

The so-called "upper and lower Ministry of Magic" probably refers to Cornelius Fudge himself.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling a little helpless.

Dumbledore has to remember this pot~

"Ha ha."

The old man still laughed, his anger was not seen.

"Whether the medal is awarded or not should have nothing to do with the Ministry of Magic. The responsibility of the Ministry of Magic is to test and promote the spell, not make a decision.

Suddenly, Professor McGonagall said in a deep voice.

Sir Merlin is the only international group of outstanding wizards that is not under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Magic but is recognized by the magical world.

In fact, Cornelius Fudge himself has no right to interfere in the internal affairs of the jazz.

"But... the Ministry of Magic has the right to supervise and protect minor wizards."

If you can't manage it, just take it hard, Cornelius Fudge's attitude is very tough.

Even if he knew that this was an overwhelming argument, the desire for control has been infinitely amplified under the influence of the brain supplement conspiracy theory, and whatever Dumbledore wanted to facilitate, he would definitely stop it.

Oppose for the sake of opposition!

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Professor McGonagall still refused to give in.

"absurd."

Snape also snorted coldly, and looked at the Ministry officials with an unkind expression.

But at this moment, Dumbledore, who had remained silent, suddenly spoke.

"Well, Minerva, Severus."

He shook his head, glanced at Klein, who was silent and trying to pretend to be a good boy, and finally set his eyes on Connelly Fudge who was opposite.

"Thank you for coming to inform this news in person, Connelly. Then, I wish you a nice day."

If you don't open your mouth, you will see off.

Dumbledore deliberately emphasized the word "happy".

Although he was smiling, anyone in the room could feel the anger hidden behind the words.

"I will."

Not to be outdone, Cornelius Fudge replied with a tight mouth, and took the lead out of the room with his bowler hat.The rest of the Ministry of Magic officials naturally did not dare to relax, and left the principal's office with their own minister.

By the way, no one sent them off.

"Principal, this is not fair."

Professor McGonagall didn't speak again until the nasty ghosts left, with both dissatisfaction with the Ministry and sympathy for Klein in his eyes.

In all conspiracies and games, children are always innocent.

"Yes."

Dumbledore nodded, and the disguised anger disappeared without a trace.

He picked up the tea cup in front of him and took a sip, he did not forget to call Professor McGonagall and Snape to sit down, his expression was extremely relaxed.

"principal!"

Professor McGonagall improved her tone, and now she is not in the mood to taste the sweet and greasy honey tea.

Snape didn't refuse, and sat on the sofa without saying a word.

"Professor McGonagall, thank you for protecting me so much, but the Ministry of Magic's making things difficult is not a problem, um...actually, this is not a problem at all."

Seeing Dumbledore sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai unwilling to explain more, Klein sighed and had to comfort the upright and serious Professor McGonagall.

Cornelius Fudge thinks that he can be restrained by occupying the commanding heights of the official position. Oh, no, is it restrained by Dumbledore?

Obviously, the round face "power freak" has forgotten the most important point...

"Minerva, as you said, the Ministry of Magic has no right to decide the award of the Merlin Medal. They say so much, but in fact they can only refuse to promote Klein's "improved healing spell".

Connelly Fudge, my old friend obviously took his power too seriously."

Dumbledore was smiling, his gray beard trembling.

"I am a member of the Jazz Corps and I am qualified to recommend Klein to join the Jazz Corps.

Having said that, the reason for taking the route of the Ministry of Magic was only to get official affirmation and make Klein's honor more justifiable."

"what do you mean......"

Professor McGonagall was taken aback for a moment, and some reaction came.

"I can directly write to invite other members of the Jazz Group to visit Hogwarts. According to the regulations, as long as there are more than five members of the Jazz Group affirm Clay's contribution to the magic world, then the Merlin Medal can be awarded directly.

Meeting Professor McGonagall's eyes, Dumbledore nodded affirmatively.

The purpose of applying for the Merlin Medal through the Ministry of Magic is just to get an endorsement to promote the spell.

Connelly Fudge came so out for his own lust, and apart from the absurdity, Dumbledore only felt funny.

Someone has fallen into the quagmire of desire and can't get out...

Guess what, after Klein's "Improved Healing Curse" is not passed through the Ministry of Magic, but is promoted jointly by the Jazz, who will be infamous?

Anyway, it won't be him.

"Then I'm leaving."

The matter was solved perfectly, and Snape, who had been sitting still on the sofa, took the initiative to leave.

Before leaving, he glanced at Klein, paused, and deliberately lowered his voice to exhort.

"Remember, Grindelwald, don't let yourself be immersed in the honor...you know, the end of the job is terrible.