"We're meeting again, Mr. Happ," Akinbad said tiredly, and he reached out to shake Felix, "Can we find a place to talk? I've talked to Amelia before coming, and I told her, you're doing a good job."

Felix was about to nod when a calm voice penetrated in, "Sorry, can you add me?"

"Then let's go together, Horace." Akinbad said, seeing that Felix did not object. "Horace is the president of the American Demon France Association, and it has been less than a year since he took office." He added another sentence, and Felix heard a hint of compassion in his words.

They all caught up with unprecedented historical crises not long after taking office, and they all faced the most difficult situation in the crisis. The former Ajinbad suddenly realized that the rules that had been operating for hundreds of years were no longer effective. They fell apart like a box filled with Kerry Wizard's small shortbread cookies falling on the ground. Each piece had different shapes, and it was difficult to put them together again;

The latter represents the most thoroughly broken piece in the biscuit box, and may have been stepped on and run over it with force.

"Hello, Mr. Hepp," said the President of the American Magic France Association, "Horace Glinstingch."

"Hello, Mr. Glinstingch," Felix said, a famous surname in the American magic circle. If nothing unexpected happens, this man is also a descendant of the Twelve Aurors. "Come with me."

He turned around and glanced at Amelia Bones. She was congratulating Mr. Weislai, and two familiar strange faces stood not far away. Felix couldn't remember who it was, not Tonks. She stayed with Lupin as the leader walked through the gap in the golden chair, and suddenly he remembered the identities of the two, who were the Minister of Magic of France and Bulgaria.

Behind a huge pillar, three people stood in front of the tent.

Felix looked at the two of them quietly, just as the other two did.

Needless to say, Akinbad's black skin could not stop the deep wrinkles on his face and his unshaven beard. He seemed to have not had a good sleep for a while. Ms. Bones said that he would send someone to ask for a negotiation minutes every day, and probably spent most of his time studying the feasibility of these strategies. In contrast, Horace Glinstingch seemed to be prepared in a purple wizard robe with gold edges that suited the wedding. The president of the American Magic France Association is about fifty or sixty years old, but he may be older. His small eyes are covered with fine lines, rigid eyes and hard lines, giving people a serious and old-fashioned feeling.

Just a brief look, Felix outlined a simple character outline in his mind. When facing Horace Glinstingch, an image emerged in his mind, Batty Crouch, the old.

Felix had no doubt that even if the Crouch Jr. was involved, once Voldemort announced his return openly, Crouch would immediately become the strongest competitor of Amelia Bones on the road to Minister of Magic. During the war years, the people always longed for a strong government, and Fudge's weak image was completely useless. This is also the reason why he tried his best to avoid admitting that Voldemort was still alive.

But the problems faced by everyone at the moment cannot be solved by being determined by just being determined.

"I won't say polite words, Mr. Hayp. The situation is serious. The magic world needs your wisdom. I think you have this plan, right? You are an expert in this field and predicted early that the exposure of the magic world is inevitable. Recently, a series of practices by the British Ministry of Magic have influenced you."

"I do have this idea," Felick said in Ajinbad's face, "I believe you all read that report."

"To be precise, I have studied it more than once. At the beginning of this month, as the only professional proposal, it seems to have predicted the future trend of the situation." Ajinbad said that as for the second half of this month, it was naturally a series of dazzling actions by the British Ministry of Magic that attracted the attention of the whole world.

Everyone was eagerly waiting for a result.

Ajinbad was different. The huge pressure and the sudden responsibility he was carrying made him breathless and did not dare to make a decision easily. He could only order the Ministry of Magic of various countries to hide on the spot, and test contact with the local governments to strive to reach a new agreement. He himself asked his assistant to find all of Felix's previous works and finally came to a conclusion that Felix did have real talent and knowledge in this regard.

"…Some of the conclusions mentioned above have been verified. We have ignored the speed of Muggles' progress. It has become increasingly difficult to hide magic. It can be seen from past data. Compared with a hundred years ago, the population of the world has tripled. They occupy large tracts of land, which has severely limited the scope of wizards' activities."

"The changes brought about by the population are not the end," Felix said. "The number of wizards has also risen with the flow of water, which makes all the problems mentioned earlier sharp and prominent. Of course, it also brings some benefits. Wizards completely occupy the dominance of the magic world. Looking at this result from a higher perspective can be regarded as a silent cooperation between wizards and non-wizards."

Horace Glinstingch, who was standing by, opened his mouth slightly. He had never thought so before, but after careful consideration, it did make some sense.

The fairies are so declining. They did nothing wrong, but their influence is getting lower and lower.

One hundred years may be a bit short, and the time scale will be relaxed to two hundred years, five hundred years, or one thousand years. This trend will be extremely conspicuous. He felt it was necessary to go back and look over the past statistics to see if the number of wizards born from Ma Chicken is showing an increasing trend year by year.

Ajinbad has read a lot of information recently, and he has intuitly recognized this statement with a slight recollection. He concluded: "So the more the Muggle develops, the more people it has; the more people it has, the larger the place it occupies. At the same time, the number of wizards is also rising, and all this is turning to one result: the contact between the two sides is inevitable."

"It's just a matter of sooner or later." Felix nodded.

"Excellent vision," Ajinbad praised, and then asked, "You are going to copy and promote the practices in the British Ministry of Magic? Pan-magic alliance, joint law enforcement, exclusive wands, squin groups, magic trade, and some plans that are still on paper; I also found from recent negotiations that you have drawn some enemy ideas and improved them, which are not so harsh... It is bold and amazing, but from my perspective, these countries are not isolated individuals, and may have some terrible chain reaction, which will move the whole body."

This is Ajinbad's biggest concern. Bones and Felix messed up and affected the worst, and it only affected a country. If he messed up and affected the entire wizard.

"That's not necessary, the first step is always the most difficult," Felix said.

"But the situation in other regions is different from that in Britain, for example," Akinbad glanced at Horace Glinstingch and did not take the worst Americas as an example. "For example, well, Africa. The problem with Africa is the lack of strong law enforcement agencies. With the unexpected failure of the confidentiality law, long-term suppression has put the wizards on that land on the opposite path, and the vision of wizards has become more and more."

"Our problem is exactly the opposite." Horace Glinstingch said seriously.

The living environment of wizards in Africa, America, Britain (or Europe) is worth comparing. The British Ministry of Magic has basically implemented the confidentiality law relatively comprehensively. On this basis, America is more strict and does not have any connection with the local government. This may be related to several serious leaks in history. The result is that both sides are now very strong in gunpowder, and public opinion is not on their side at all, watching the situation deteriorate little by little; the environment in Africa is the most relaxed of the three, and many wizards secretly share a "side job" and do some fortune telling and media work. Felix thought of Riffitin, a girl disguised as a gypsy witch.

But don't think African wizards are happy.

As a group with outstanding individual strength and flexible and diverse means, when they deliberately dive underwater, what they leave is only specious colorful bubbles, but when they float to the surface, it will inevitably stir up the storm and cause waves. What they will face is no longer the ordinary people at the bottom who are tolerant of mysterious powers, but the rulers who try to control this power. The dramas of wining and dividing, attacking and union will take turns, and then it will only become more chaotic.

"The authority of the International Wizards Federation must be re-established," Felix said.

Akinbad shook his head sadly.

"The authority of the International Wizards Federation was established bit by bit with the consensus of the hidden magic world back then, but now the foundation of this organization's existence has disappeared."

"Then find out new meaning." Felix took over and said what he said to Ms. Bones.

Ajinbad was a little moved. The International Federation of Wizards was on the verge of collapse at his hands. He hoped to recover everything in the past, no matter how much he paid. But he also knew that everything had changed. He was still in this position because he and Grindelwald made an unbreakable oath, which to some extent curbed the already chaotic magic world falling into the unpredictable abyss.

"By the way," Akinbad seemed to remember something, "Africa still has a huge hidden danger."

“What is it?”

"Grindelwald!" Akinbad said in a deep voice.

Felix seemed a little surprised and asked quickly: "What's going on? He doesn't seem to have made any noise in the past two weeks, right?"

"This is the problem," Ajinbad said: "I have seen his cunning face clearly. He will never wait for failure. I was worried that he would intervene in the British peace talks, but this means standing opposite to most wizards. I thought repeatedly that since he is not in Britain or in the United States, the biggest possibility is to hide in Africa."

“…what is the evidence?”

"He has appeared in America for a few times, at least in public, and compared to his appearances in Africa, he has appeared in Africa astonishingly more. His excuse is to provide shelter for wizards in crisis, and he has indeed saved many wizards, including a group of Vacatu students, and has gained great reputation in the local area. Not to mention, the place where he first proposed the Ten Laws of Wizards was in Africa."

Felix blinked and asked tentatively: "Maybe it was because Africa was indeed a bit chaotic during that time?"

Akinbad vetoed it.

"He is a real demon, drawing strength from the chaos." He looked at Felix with a heavy expression. "Some people speculate that he wants to make Africa a new source of saints."

Felix looked at the two of them blankly and murmured: "Yes, it's just too reasonable. If anyone has the hope of unifying the magic regime there in a short period of time, it's only Grindelwald. In addition, there is no time for other places to take care of themselves, it is indeed a good base. If he really intends to return to his old business."

Horace Glinstingch interjected, "I have heard similar statements, but it's still in the Muggle newspaper." The other two stared at him together, and he looked over in surprise, "About this happening, we can't pretend to be deaf and dumb."

"What do they say?" Felix asked.

He was missing something in this content. Borns sent some Aurors abroad to collect information, but the income was limited, so he could only understand a rough idea; what Felix really relied on was Vita Rozier's intelligence.

"Those politicians think," said Horace Glinstingch with disgust in his eyes: "The exposure of the magical world has caused wizards from all over the world to be dispersed. This is an excellent opportunity to make wizards obey their orders, and there are some more intense words..."

"I mean, their judgment on Grindelwald." Felix changed his statement.

"Grindelwald destroyed an underground experimental factory and created such a big battle. The impact was very bad at that time. Many people clamored to restore the death penalty or tie him to a stolen rack. We all know that the possibility of what happened was very small. The more rigorous media statements were similar to Mr. Akinbad's analysis, but the difference was that they also mentioned you."

"I?"

"Yes," said Horace Glinsting with a strange expression: "They think that you two must have a fight and can ask you for help if necessary."

"Can I...be it?" Felix himself wasn't sure.

"You will," Ajinbad said: "If Grindelwald intends to assassinate a few politicians, no one cares about him, anyway, the crime will be on his head; but if he wants to destroy a city, we must do our best to stop him, and he will kill the future of the wizard. Especially now we are still in negotiations."

Felix thought quietly. At this time, two wizards in bright golden clothes walked into the tent from afar. It was Luna and her father, Xenofilius, who was wearing a huge sunflower headdress on his head.

"Well, maybe the current stable environment has brought you an illusion if, I mean, if, is there one party insisting on provoking a conflict?"

Babajid Akinbad and Horace Glinstingch looked at each other. This problem was avoided by them. Their purpose of this trip was to discover that the British Ministry of Magic was about to create a miracle, so they couldn't wait to continue to create miracles in the future. This "miracle" means that more than 200 countries around the world declared war on wizards, and no country's wizards and non-wizards had irreconcilable force conflicts with non-wizards.

"If necessary, some countries can be abandoned." Akinbad said with difficulty.

"What about the wizards who live there?"

"Arrange evacuation," Akinbad said.

"Who don't want to move out, let them fend for themselves?"

Akinbad was speechless.

"Also, what should I do if the new wizard?"

This is also an unsolvable problem.

...

"Ajinbad's face looked ugly. What did you say?" Ms. Bones quietly leaned over to ask on the golden chair.

"Some truth."

Bones glared at Felix.
Chapter completed!