The next day, the day after the magic world was exposed, the Ministry of Magic.

Felix, Amelia Bones and Sirius walked into a small conference room. They just finished the meeting with a senior official of the Ministry of Magic and turned around and came here. In the conference room were members of the former Order of the Phoenix.

"Where is Kingsley?" asked Hassja Jones, who had black hair and rosy cheeks.

“He was ordered to protect the Prime Minister’s safety,” Ms. Bones said. “We cannot guarantee that Grindelwald or the Saints will take the opportunity to seek things, and his role in the next period is very critical.”

"Ah, Kingsley went to give the head a fair secretary again?" Hessja Jones said in surprise. Her words were well-founded. When Voldemort came in full force, the Ministry of Magic was worried that the Muggle Prime Minister would get into the Soul-Snatching Curse (especially after the Prime Minister's assistant at that time had already won the Soul-Snatching Curse, which was not considered successful). Kingsley was sent to perform this task. Without knowing that the Prime Minister's work efficiency was comparable to that of two people.

Of course, the Prime Minister himself was very surprised when he learned the truth.

"So that Muggle Prime Minister is on our side?" Moody asked in a rough voice.

Ms. Bones said cautiously: "He promised to strive for the outcome of peace, but we cannot take it lightly. He alone cannot control the situation. Everyone, it is easy to provoke a war, and any idiot can do it, but peace is hard-won and requires hard planning."

"Well said." Sirius slapped twice.

Felix was thinking about another thing. No one knew where Grindelwald was going. Everyone was mainly Abakinder and a group of magic ministers, including Bones. They all believed that Grindelwald was hiding in the dark and waiting for the situation to be in chaos. He took the opportunity to get up and take the opportunity to seize the power of the magic world.

Felix didn't see Grindelwald, but he met Rozier, who was once again named Nickel Noor in Hogsmeade. Vita Rozier refused to disclose Grindelwald's trace, and it may be that she didn't even know.

As the second figure of the Saint, her mission has two: one is to collect information from all directions as a saint member; the other is to teach Felix how to disguise himself as Grindelwald without any flaws.

"Since you are temporarily joining the Ministry of Magic," Ms. Borns looked around, "I'm not too polite. I really need a man now.

—The first thing, Pan Magic Alliance. Felix agreed to let the "Future World" company cooperate and Lupin was responsible for it."

Lupin nodded, took a deep breath and said firmly, "Leave it to me."

"Bill will follow you, he knows the goblins very well." Ms. Bones continued, and Bill in the seat said seriously: "And Furong,

She had long wanted to join the Order of the Phoenix." "Yes, you can arrange it yourself. The second thing is to go out to the task. Before the negotiation results come out, the Ministry of Magic will adopt a contraction strategy. Ordinary people will try to stay at home. The Ministry of Magic will send special people to check the defense measures of each family--"

"Do we have to do this? Some are useless." Montongus asked, looking like he was not awake.

"No need." Ms. Borns said with a stern face: "You are responsible for another thing, supervising various gray areas in China, patroling and warning. I ask that all smuggling, theft, and black market transactions hidden in the dark be suspended. Of course, you just need to lead the way. This should not be difficult for you, right?"

"This, this..." Montongus was awake and said with a bitter face, "You can't smash my job."

"Is your job a smuggling, theft and black market transactions?" Moody yelled at him.

Montongus flinched away from his sight, lowered his head and muttered quietly: "What am I doing? You don't know how many times have you caught me before retirement? Now that I'm done, even if the ban is lifted, no one will be happy to do business with me."

"A Second-Class Merlin Medal." Ms. Bones said stiffly.

Montongus' eyes lit up. He didn't get anything during the last war. There was no way, he had too little credit, and he could not put some of the credit on the table. Unlike the others present, they basically received rewards after the war.

"If that's the case..." His attitude softened and seemed quite moved. Sirius laughed out loud, and Bones glared at him, "You continue to be my secretary."

“I refuse,” Sirius said carelessly: “I’m going out for the field.”

Ms. Bones ignored him, "The third thing, I need some people to go abroad to find out the outside world's movements, including the ideas of local wizards,

The attitude of the non-magical world towards wizards, etc..”

"Are you worried that the conflict will come from abroad?" Luping asked cleverly.

"That's right. Our representatives who are staying at the Federation are constantly sending back news," Ms. Bones said with a serious expression, "but unfortunately,

As far as I know, most of them have adopted conservative strategies." As she said that, she glanced at Felix. If she had not suffered a continuous ideological impact before, she would have been mentally prepared for the crisis of exposure in the wizarding world. I am afraid that she would now have the same choice as those magic ministers - to actively shrink and then leave it to fate.

‘The word "resignation to fate may be a bit exaggerated, but apart from them, there is no second Ministry of Magic who actively embraces the change. The most radical thing they do is to re-extract the proposal she had submitted before and then hold a meeting to discuss it. When the results come out, it will probably take two or three months.

"The living environment of wizards in each region is different," Ms. Borns explained: "The relationship between the wizards in the Americas and the local government is not harmonious, and the two sides lack a basis for mutual trust; the situation in Africa is more complicated because of the differences in language and customs. There are multiple wizard autonomous organizations with functions comparable to the Ministry of Magic, but the actual scale is much smaller. Don't expect them to reach an agreement in the short term."

After talking about the serious matter, Ms. Bones relaxed and everyone was talking in groups of three or three.

"Where are Harry and the others?" Lupin asked Felix, "When I came, I saw you bring them into a conference room."

"Yes," Sirius straightened his body and his eyes turned, "It's better to give Harry to me and we'll do the mission together. This child has no weaker combat ability than me except for his experience."

Felix glanced at him. Harry's strength is now completely beyond Sirius, and Sirius is simply giving his face.

He said slowly, "Don't think about it, they have a lot of homework to do."

"Homework?" Sirius widened his eyes, as if he was confused.

"Yeah, they have the responsibility to break the barrier between wizards and non-wizards," Felix said, exchanging glances with Ms. Bones, recalling the conversation that happened last night in the apartment rented by Rita Skitter.

After getting close to the tornado in front of the parliament, Rita Skit took a half-day leave on the grounds of being frightened. The Sun opened the door to convenience and was very tolerant of the world's first reporter who had interviewed a wizard publicly (if not, it would be made into yes). They believed that this was a historic event comparable to the third type of contact, and were ready to create a series of hot news around her in the future.

However, in fact, Rita Skit was indeed frightened, but it was not what her superiors thought was "hit by a wizard spell", but the wizarding world was completely exposed. She inquired for a long time before she could barely understand the incident.

"You have to stay, Rita." After hearing her bizarre experience, Felix said happily: "Then you have a lot of opportunities to access confidential information, not written on paper - you have a keen insight into people's hearts and know what they want. I hope you will continue to use your talents to dig out their true thoughts from people of all walks of life. Also, in the following reports involving wizards, you should be impartial and neutral."

"I can't influence the decisions of the top leaders." The expression on Ritaskit's face was half expectant and half ugly. She slutted her chin with her long nails and said sly: "Unless you are yes, you allow me to use magic."

"We won't do that," Ms. Bones snapped.

Rita Skitter rolled his eyes and turned his head to look at Felix. Felix thoughtfully said: "There is too much danger to change people's hearts with magic. This is not an isolated incident. People have established various connections between people in modern society. A sudden change in attitude will cause suspicion, especially at this time. We would rather be troublesome, because the situation is not so urgent."

"What if the situation is urgent, what if it is urgent?" Rita Skitter asked.

"You have to think clearly about a question, whose power is in?" Felix glanced at her meaningfully, "Do your job well and you will become a legend among journalists."

Rita Skit fell into deep thought, she didn't feel angry, she knew what she wanted.

"How are you going to influence the attitude of senior executives of the newspaper?" Skit asked smartly: "I have to know what I want to cooperate with you, right?"

"You have gained some fame in the series of reports on the Gun Ban, make good use of it, and the Ifamoni Wizard who uses petrified spells to fix you,

I know you want to scold him, but he actually created an excellent condition for you, so we temporarily regained the resentment... Well, we originally planned to send some basic information to the newspaper. Understanding is the first step to eliminate alertness, but suddenly I had a better idea. I had some enthusiastic students at hand, and they were happy to help."

"Okay, I want to see..." Ritaskit smacked his lips in dissatisfaction and asked, "What should I do if I am safe?

"The Ministry of Magic will send Aurors to provide protection," Ms. Bones said.

"It's even more than I thought. I thought I was going to be a bubble tea, running errands, or writing a bunch of inexplicable reports like Percy," Ron couldn't help complaining, "but who can tell me why we were writing papers in the Ministry of Magic?

"Ron, what we do is of great significance!" Hermione said seriously.

Harry didn't say anything, staring listlessly at the parchment in front of him, with no word on it moving. He had seen the experience of a famous wizard in a meditation basin, but none of them could help - none of them mastered the skills to contribute to Muggle newspapers.

He and Ron, Sirius and others stayed at school for the night last night. Hermione was taken home by the professor, but they did not expect that they met again in the Ministry of Magic Hall early this morning. The professor did not ask them to do chores, but led them to an empty conference room, took out a quill and ink bottle and asked them to write a letter, probably introducing their lives as a Hogwarts student. Professor Hepp warned them not to disclose their names and addresses and any confidential information.

Harry looked around and found that there were only three of them at the beginning, but not long after Professor Happ went out, he brought back some people, all of whom were his classmates at school.

These students can be roughly divided into two camps. The first category is related to the Order of the Phoenix, such as Neville and Ginny, and of course, him, Ron and Hermione; the second category is the families of public officials of the Ministry of Magic, Susan Bones, Ernie McMillan, Cowmike McLaggan, Zacharice Smith (both Harry and Ron hate him), Draco Malfoy, and Qiu Zhang, who brought her friends, Harry couldn't remember the name of the girl, and it seemed to be called Mary or something.

However, Harry turned his head and stared at Luna's fluffy yellow hair, and couldn't figure out why she would appear here. Perhaps it was because Luna's father, Mr. Lovegood, had a cooperative relationship with Professor Hepp? He knew that the magazine "Who Will Decide the Ancient Magical Text" was printed together with the singing and singing. When he read the article, he found that there was an extra page of singing and singing and singing content, and Ron collected that issue.

Luna looks at Harry with light eyes

"Dad and I lived in Hogsmeade last night and he wanted to express his gratitude to Professor Hepp himself."

"Oh," Harry blinked, "I heard that the room of the three brooms was full?" He actually wanted to ask why he thanked Professor Hepp, but he suddenly remembered that the professor had lent the resurrection stone to Luna, and he suddenly realized that he changed the subject.

"Yes, so we live in Pig Head Bar," Luna said happily. "I'm so lucky. When we asked about it, there was only one room left. Luckily, when my father got up to use the bathroom at night, he happened to see Felix from the window. They chatted for a while, and the professor mentioned that he needed a few student helpers, so I came here."

"I'm lucky enough." Harry said, but he knew how bad the environment in Pighead Bar was. But he couldn't help but guess in his heart that the professor's purpose of appearing in Hogsmeade was to meet someone?

"Abforth is okay?" Hermione interjected.

"He may have never seen so many guests in his life, and I don't know if it's a good thing for him." Ron said with a frown.

He's fine," Luna said seriously, "but he's going to sell the bar.

"What's going on?" Harry looked surprised.

Luna shook her head slowly, "He didn't say it, I think there is something more important in his heart."

Harry put his attention back on the parchment. He looked at both sides. Hermione had written one-third of the parchment. It could be seen that she wrote very seriously, biting her lips and constantly conceived. Ron only wrote two lines. Harry stared at the freckles on his nose for inspiration. He found that Ron showed a surprise expression, and then seemed to be in a rush of thoughts, and he lowered his head and started writing.

Harry couldn't help but lean over with curiosity.

The first sentence is that I have a friend.’ Harry was stunned for a moment and continued to look down, ‘He was abused by those Muggle relatives since he was a child. Oh, Muggle means non-magic people. He lacks clothing and food. Once he was locked up by his uncle and almost starved to death. Fortunately, I noticed that I was driving a flying car to rescue him. Don’t make a fuss. Although we were only in the first grade at that time, it was not the first time we took the risk…

"Ron." Harry couldn't help protesting.

"What's wrong? I didn't mention your name." Ron said with a smile.

Harry sat back and sulked alone, thinking in his heart whether he would also write an article 'My uncle, aunt, cousin, family'. If both he and Ron were selected, they could testify against each other, but he didn't want to get cheaper Ron. After thinking about it, he also started with 'I have a friend'.

I have a friend whose whole family is a wizard. The friend's parents have seven children, so their lives are not rich (it's much better now), of course this doesn't matter because they are the kindest people I've ever met, especially compared to my relatives.

Harry paused, but couldn't help but secretly sting the Dursleys. He felt a little stingy, "I met this friend on the train, and his two twin brothers helped me carry the box. He was the first peer I met in the wizard world - 1. When he wrote this, Harry realized that something was wrong. The first peer he really talked to in the magic world was actually Draco Malfoy, so he crossed out this sentence and changed it to "He is the first peer I met on the train, and the first friend I made in the wizard world, but I quickly made a second and third friend!

There is an elective course in the school that is Muggle Research. The textbooks are very old and cannot keep up with the times at all. However, another friend of mine (she is also from a Muggle family, so she knows very well about this knowledge) said that it is fascinating to look at these things from the perspective of a wizard. I have read her papers:

Why does Muggle need electricity? My first friend read it, and he asked excitedly, even though he didn't take this course. I think it's a pity...

As noon approached, Felix came over and read more than a dozen letters one by one.

“McLagan, there is no need to mention your dad’s connections in the Ministry of Magic repeatedly in the letter;

"Smith, your sense of superiority in your text is too strong. I don't guarantee that readers will want to hit someone after reading it."

"Luna, your observation perspective is unique and detailed, but mentioned several unproven magical animals. Forget it, it matches your style."

"Well, Granger - yours is not good, too rigorous, analyze the similarities and differences between the two sides from the perspective of Muggles and Wizards. Like experts in this field, I want something written by a teenager of sixteen or seventeen years old, but you can vote for the Prophet Daily."

"Miss Bones, your 'Aunt Minister of Magic' is very interesting. You might as well write more and you can master the standards yourself."

"Weasley, you confessed to your illegal and disciplinary behavior, especially those psychological descriptions are quite wonderful, you can see that you are the mastermind.

—No need to change, it’s quite interesting, but I suggest you cross out the part that suspects I am the heir to the secret room.

"Potter, I'm not sure, well, how did you know that Mr. Weasley snores while sleeping? Oh, Ron told you well, it turns out that there are so many good things hidden in Arthur's garage. Does Molly know?"

Felix supervised them to make a very targeted start, and then picked out a few letters and handed them to an Auror.

“Send it to the Sun station.

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In the afternoon, the press conference was held as scheduled in the Ministry of Magic conference room, and countless wizard families were guarding the magic radio. Felix's calm and confident voice spread to thousands of households:

"…We are forced to be involved in an unprecedented torrent of times, and everyone is in it. I hope that when looking back on this history several years later, each of us can point to the world behind us and proudly say to our younger generations that it is the era we created.
Chapter completed!