days at Hogwarts
Chapter 759 Recruiting Miss Granger
Chapter 759 Recruiting Miss Granger
Night falls in New York.
There are no stars like those on the seashore.
There are only bright flashing neon lights, flowing lights on the exterior walls of tall buildings, and flowing car lights on the road. The lights of the entire city come together like a crystal clear spider web.
In the reception room of a hotel next to the airport, drinks provided by the merchants were placed on the table. The champagne in the glass goblets was slowly and continuously releasing bubbles, adding a few wisps of ethanol aroma to the air.
Loren sat on the sofa and listened quietly to the plan proposed by Mr. Kohaug.
In fact, it was the result of discussions with Minister Scrimgeour, and perhaps Dumbledore was also involved. The content of the plan gave Loren enough respect.
Some battle information was disclosed truthfully to the wizarding world, indicating that a mysterious wizard helped the Ministry of Magic defeat Voldemort. The MACUSA and the Ministry of Magic would not take credit for the work and would do their best to help Loren obtain the honor and merit he deserved and persuade several countries to award him the Order of Merlin, but his identity information would be kept confidential.
Loren thought the service was indeed thoughtful.
Dumbledore will propose to the Wizengamot, with full support from the Ministry of Magic, to fight for a trial seat for Loren.
The membership of the International Confederation of Wizards is a little more difficult, and one needs to reveal one's identity to several core members, the Ministers of the Ministry of Magic, in order to fight for a seat. The International Confederation of Wizards Congress is held every four years, which means that Loren can not show up and appoint a spokesperson to participate in relevant resolutions.
Just some concessions were made on the issue of identity confidentiality.
Loren thought for a moment and decided to accept seats in the Wizengamot and the International Confederation of Wizards. After all, they are the top level of wizarding power, and many wizards cannot obtain them in their entire lives. In the future, whether he is cooperating with a Minister Granger or carrying out his own plans, it will reduce a lot of resistance.
"Then I'll trouble you, Mr. Colehaug, and Minister Scrimgeour."
"It's us who should thank you."
"..."
There was another round of greetings, cups were clinked, and the crisp sound of the glasses colliding was filled with the fragrance of power transactions.
Cole Haug turned his eyes away from Loren and looked to the side. He saw Miss Granger looking down at the bubbles in the wine glass with her eyes flickering. Occasionally, she would look up at him and Rufus with a thoughtful expression.
It was as if I saw the shadow of the former president, Seraphina Picqueri.
Kou Haoge immediately shook his head to shake off these thoughts: "Miss Granger, may I ask how long you will stay in New York?"
Hermione was a little confused: "What's the matter?"
"I heard from Nancy that you are very interested in the Magical Congress of the United States of America. I would like to invite you to study in my department." Kou Haoge paused and explained in detail, "It is just a temporary working group, mainly responsible for the encirclement and suppression operation against the Death Eaters and Voldemort. Of course, the most critical part of the battle has ended, and there are some finishing touches left, mainly responsible for dealing with the aftermath of the battle that night."
When Scrimgeour heard this, his slightly gray eyebrows immediately frowned, and his eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses became sharp.
Hermione's eyes sparkled and her voice was brisk: "May I ask what exactly is included?"
"Of course." Kou Haoge seemed to be particularly patient. "Our working group is mainly responsible for communication and contact, or overall planning, such as handing over to the No-Maj government and communicating with relevant environmental protection departments to promote ecological restoration near the airport."
At this point, he spread his hands helplessly and said to Loren, "Although you used incredible magic to restore the airport to its original state after the battle, the earthworms and dung beetles underground cannot be resurrected. This subtle ecological difference may reveal some unusual signs, and we need to take timely prevention and control measures."
"Thank you for your help..." Loren nodded and smiled, cooperating with his performance.
"Then we need to confirm that the No-Maj's have no abnormal memories and call the memory cancellation team in time. There is also the video recording equipment at the airport. According to the advice of our No-Maj experts, the focus is on the black box in the plane. The black box... Anyway, it's something black. The names of No-Maj's things are so difficult to pronounce...
"There is also the werewolf research project that started two years ago. We need to find a way to check the progress of the No-Maj research and ensure that all experiments are within a safe range and that no harm will spread."
Kohaug muttered a lot, all of which sounded interesting.
Contacting the No-Maj government and exploring possibilities beyond the Statute of Secrecy; the werewolf project involves non-wizard magical creatures and can accumulate experience in liberating house-elves.
Hermione listened quietly, her eyes becoming brighter and brighter.
"How about it, Miss Granger, are you interested in interning in my work group?"
"It's my pleasure, Mr. Kohaug."
"I told you, just call me Samuel."
"Uh, I see, Mr. Kohaug."
"Haha...see you tomorrow morning then."
Kou Haoge smiled brightly, turned around and told his two subordinates to leave. Before leaving, he reminded them, "Remember, it's on the 7th floor of the Woolworth Building. Turn right after you exit the elevator. It's the first office. Nancy will take you there."
Scrimgeour remained silent, nodded to Loren and Hermione, and turned away as well.
With a slightly lame leg, he moved very quickly and soon caught up with the three people who had left first. A rough and violent voice was faintly heard from outside the door.
"Kolhaug! What do you want to do!?"
"Calm down, Rufus, I'm just inviting an outstanding student to intern in my work group."
"She's a student at Hogwarts! She's going to work for the Ministry of Magic after she graduates!"
“Who can predict what will happen in the future?”
"Don't think I don't know what you're planning! Colehaug! Do you care about Granger? You're obviously doing this for Morgan!"
"In fact, I sincerely believe that Miss Granger is quite outstanding."
"What about Morgan?"
"Mr Morgan was also very good."
"Look! Now you admit it, I know it!"
"..."
The voices of the two officials outside the door gradually faded away.
Loren calmed down and listened carefully. He could still hear some residual sound. Minister Scrimgeour seemed to be getting more and more irritable. Unfortunately, the sound insulation of the high-end hotel was too good, and the sound soon disappeared completely.
Thinking about the last few sentences, Loren couldn't help laughing: "Miss Granger is really popular. Do you plan to be the Minister of Magic or the President of the Magic Congress in the future?"
"Don't you know who is really popular?"
Hermione glanced at him, stood up and walked towards the room: "I know that they are showing their good will to me in order to make friends with you, Mr. Morgan, Dumbledore's successor and a legendary wizard in the next hundred years."
"They are short-sighted. They only see magic and don't know the real treasure." "Who knows what's in your mind."
Hermione snorted twice and glanced at him with her beautiful eyes.
She was just a student who had not yet graduated, and at best a young witch with excellent grades. Apart from publishing some articles in niche publications, she had not achieved any achievements. However, at a young age, he had already demonstrated strength that was comparable to that of legendary wizards. There was no need to hesitate as to who was more valuable.
But this is only temporary.
After graduation, some people plan to be househusbands at home, while others want to become ministers and change the wizarding world!
No matter how powerful the magic is, thanks to her efforts, there will definitely not be a dark wizard as powerful as Voldemort in the future.
The stars and the silver moon outside the window quietly changed positions. The room was still the same room. The housekeeper had already cleaned it and the toiletries had been replaced. Hermione looked through the pendant to decide what to wear tomorrow. It was the first day of internship, so she had to be more formal. Then she set the time to get up tomorrow morning to make sure she would not be late.
Mr. Morgan went into the bathroom and took a shower.
The hot water hit the ground, emitting warm and hazy steam.
For a young couple, the splashing sounds of water are undoubtedly very tempting, and the one inside is the beloved boy. Objectively speaking, he has good looks and is also an excellent kisser.
Hermione thought for a moment and turned the dial a few more times to adjust the alarm time slightly later.
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While his thoughts were in a mess, Loren came out wiping his wet hair.
Hermione couldn't help but turn her head and stare at him, then went into the shower with an indescribable feeling.
Always keep in mind my mother's advice, and also consider tomorrow's work status...
Ten minutes later, Hermione pushed the door open, her hair had been blow-dried with magic, but her eyes looked a little vague.
"Are you sleepy?"
"Ok?"
"Go to bed early."
"Ah? Oh..."
Loren held Hermione in his arms and crawled into the quilt, lying on his side and hugging each other. The lingering heat from his body brought a sense of security. Hermione curled up in his arms and gradually fell into a dream.
This guy is still very reliable.
……
Nott Hall, West Overton, Wiltshire.
A convoy was moving slowly in the sky, leaving behind the sound of flapping wings.
The first to land were several completely black carriages. What was even more amazing was that the carriage frames in front were empty. When they landed, there was a sound of horseshoes hitting the ground. They looked like the Thestrals used by Hogwarts students. It was amazing that such expensive magical animals were purchased privately, and several of them appeared at the same time.
The scale of the entire manor is already in sight.
As an old pure-blood family, the Nott Manor is smaller than the Malfoy Manor. After all, the Nott family did not have ancestors who were on good terms with the Muggle King. They hoarded and annexed the land of the surrounding residents before the Statute of Secrecy was promulgated. However, the family business accumulated from generations of smuggling and reselling is enough to exceed that of most wizarding families, and the scale of the manor is still considered luxurious.
Large enough for an intimate party.
The one who sent out the invitation was the current head of the Nott family, but only because of his student status, he was still the heir in name.
Most of those invited were from pure-blood families, who had more or less Death Eater relatives in their families, similar to the hypocritical people of the past, except that the scope this time was wider, including those who had served time in Azkaban and those who had escaped trial. In short, those relatives of Death Eaters who followed Voldemort and whose families were not so supportive were basically invited.
Their connection was established at school. In the past two years, more than a dozen people have graduated. They communicate through the communicator sold by the Malfoy family. They usually exchange information, transfer property, and prepare for the liquidation of the Ministry of Magic at any time. Some people are also preparing for Voldemort's victory, but those actions cannot be made public.
A family that has been passed down for thousands of years always has its own way of survival.
Among them, there are several well-informed families who can find out the news in New York, and even receive some hints from the relatives of the Death Eaters, such as a secret vault being opened, or some jewelry with secret marks being resold...
But I don't know what happened recently, several groups of core Aurors from the Ministry of Magic haven't shown up for a few days, the Magical Congress of the United States seems to have a big action, the relatives of the Death Eaters have completely lost contact, there is no news, and there is no news about the Dark Lord.
It is said that the Malfoy family seems to have returned, and their elves have purchased the ingredients that he likes to eat.
Something huge must have changed.
"Guests, please come this way!"
The house-elves came out, some of them were responsible for towing the Thestral carriage, while others were responsible for leading the way.
A figure got down from the Night Theri car at the edge. He was wearing a robe with a black background and dark green stripes. He had fair skin and eye-catching platinum blond hair. With a faint smile on his face, he greeted the people around him in a friendly manner.
A group of guests walked across the lawn and headed towards the castle inside the manor.
Entering the reception room, Draco naturally walked up to Goyle, patted his shoulder, and motioned him to sit next to him. Goyle readily agreed.
A few minutes later, a man with the Nott family crest embroidered on his chest walked in.
"Theodore, why did you call us all here? Is there any news from New York, any news from the Dark Lord, or any news from the Magical Congress of the United States of America? What preparations do we need to make?"
"calm down."
The inviter of this party was none other than Theodore Nott, who spoke in a calm voice and expressionless face about the news he had recently received.
The Nott family is not very powerful, and its wealth is not as great as that of the Malfoy family. The previous head of the family, Old Nott, had little presence, not even among the Death Eaters. When it came to Theodore, he still had little presence. He had excellent grades in Potions, but his grades in Transfiguration and Charms were just average.
In order to form a secret group, Theodore did a lot of things, but in the eyes of most people, Draco was still the core and he was just assisting from the side.
Theodore did not receive more information than other families, but he was good at analysis and making plans for upcoming possibilities, just like brewing potion, grasping the properties of each ingredient and knowing in advance the reaction of the next step.
"…It is certain that the Ministry of Magic and MACUSA have organized a joint operation, and it is on a large scale. If the Dark Lord is the final winner, the situation will not be so calm, and the newspapers will probably have issued a dangerous notice, just like last time.
"There has been no news from there for a long time. I think we all know what this means..."
"Did you gather us together to discuss how to help them escape trial?" The person asking the question was Carlo's nephew, who had already graduated.
"On the contrary, I am trying to persuade you to give up and abandon those Death Eaters who have been captured."
The young wizards in the reception room were stunned when they heard this and started chattering.
(End of this chapter)
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