A magical journey that begins in Azkaban

They followed Delis through the bustling corridors, and finally arrived at the door of the minister's office.

Outside the door, a dozen employees were holding thick documents and forming a long queue, waiting for their turn. Percy was sitting behind a small table, looking attentive, as if arranging the order of the meeting.

Delis waved his hand, indicating to Rogge that there was no need to line up, and then he shouted: "Percy, we have urgent business, we have to go in first."

Percy looked up when he heard the sound, and when he saw it was Delis, he immediately stood up. Facing the leader of the powerful department of the Ministry of Magic, his attitude seemed particularly reserved.

When he saw Rogge behind Delis, a trace of surprise flashed across his face, but he quickly regained his composure. Obviously, after nearly a year of training by the minister's side, he has become more experienced and mature.

Percy nodded slightly, indicating that he understood Delis' emergency situation. He then continued to arrange the order in which other people would meet to avoid queue jumping.

In the office, Minister Amelia was anxiously discussing a certain issue with several officials, and there was a hint of exhaustion in her eyes. Miss Percy and several other assistants surrounded her, constantly providing various laws and examples to assist the minister in making decisions. Everyone's brows were furrowed, and the atmosphere seemed extremely tense.

In a quiet corner of the room, Susan Burns, the Minister's niece, was writing her Hogwarts essay. She bit her quill and seemed to be in a daze. The two legs were still under the table, moving restlessly.

As soon as she saw Roger and Daphne, her face lit up with excitement, and she raised her hand to greet them warmly.

"Why are you here?" Susan's voice was full of joy, and she quickly ran towards them.

"My aunt won't let me go home and insists that I live in the Ministry of Magic like her." She complained, her mouth pouting dissatisfied, "I have been here for a week and I am absolutely bored."

Daphne smiled and comforted her with gentle words: "You and your aunt are the only ones left in the Burns family, and she is still the minister. If you live elsewhere, you may become a target of Death Eaters."

Susan sighed helplessly, her eyes revealing her understanding of Amelia. The situation in the magical world is not peaceful. These days, looking at the intense work of her aunt, Minister Amelia, she has felt the approaching cloud of war.

Moreover, the prisoners of Azkaban were all captured by Voldemort's forces, including many of his loyal followers, such as the crazy Bella. There are also some other criminals who are said to have been forced to become Voldemort's minions.

Susan knew in her heart that if she left the Ministry of Magic alone, she would probably be kidnapped by the rebellious Death Eaters and used to blackmail the Minister himself.

She sighed helplessly, she had to stay with Amelia and endure more loneliness and boredom.

Daphne and Susan walked aside and began a private conversation. Their voices were low and there were a few chuckles from time to time. Rogge chose to wait quietly on the sofa. From time to time, he cast his eyes on Amelia and the officials who were discussing, and listened to their conversation.

"I said, that's impossible." Minister Amelia's voice was firm and powerful, and she expressed a clear rejection of Umbridge's words.

"Hogwarts has become his private place. Do you want me to force him to leave? Maybe you should give yourself a quick resuscitation to get rid of the coma in your body." There was a trace of difficulty in her tone. The perceived fatigue reminded Umbridge to wake up.

Amelia smiled and shook her head, seeming to laugh at herself at the absurdity of the idea. Then she picked up the black coffee in her hand and took a sip. The rich aroma filled the air.

"If you are dissatisfied with Albus and want to remove him, I have no objection. But I tell you, instead of coming to me, you should go to the Hogwarts Board of Directors." She quickly kicked the ball out.

Not to be outdone, Umbridge retorted slowly: "Minister, this is a concession to him. Mr. Fudge's disappearance is inextricably linked to them." There was a deliberate suppression in her voice. He was very excited, as if he was trying to maintain a calm appearance.

Amelia looked at Umbridge suspiciously when she saw how excited she was. Could it be that she has a special relationship with Fudge?

"Don't you know that there are people in the Ministry who are trying to overthrow you?" Umbridge's voice gradually became cold, and a sharp light flashed in her eyes. She solemnly warned, "Those people are still members of the Order of the Phoenix."

"In the last war, although the Order of the Phoenix was fighting against the mysterious man, it was also suppressing the Ministry of Magic..." Before Umbridge could finish her words, Amelia raised her hand to signal her to stop.

"Umbridge, since you know that Albus and his Order of the Phoenix can help us fight Voldemort, there is no need to say anything more about it." Amelia's voice was firm and powerful, and there was a hint of intolerance in her eyes. Doubtful determination.

She knows that at this critical moment, the most important thing is to unite all the forces that can be united. The Order of the Phoenix can definitely wait until after the war.

"Okay." Umbridge shook her head helplessly, her eyes revealing her confusion about Amelia's decision. She wondered to herself why Amelia was so in awe of Albus.

"That's just an old wizard. The so-called title was awarded by the Ministry of Magic. Can't it be taken away?" She thought to herself, and continued to make other accusations, trying to make Amelia and Dumbledore at odds. : "But they hire werewolves and hybrid giants as professors and formulate teaching content privately..."

There was strong dissatisfaction in her voice, as if she could not bear Dumbledore's wanton behavior.

Amelia suddenly slammed the cup in her hand on the table, and the office fell into silence. She fixed her stern eyes on Umbridge and said firmly and coldly: "These are not things you should care about! Now, you go to St. Mungo's Hospital of Magic and use your patronus to treat those patients."

Umbridge's face turned pale instantly. The Patronus could indeed fight against Dementors, but she had never heard that the Patronus had the ability to heal people.

She knew in her heart that this was Amelia's arrangement for her. Once at the hospital, the families of those patients would never express their gratitude to her as a Ministry official. On the contrary, they wanted to force themselves to death.

However, faced with the minister's order, she had no choice but to obey.

Umbridge, this short, fat, toad-like woman in a pink robe, left the office full of anger and helplessness. She waved her sleeves, not taking away any clouds, leaving only a quiet room.

Minister Amelia pinched her brow gently, as if trying to relieve the fatigue and stress in her heart, and her tone was a bit gentler than before. "Delix, what's the matter?"

"Minister, we have invented something that may be able to help you." Rogge said first, taking out the dragon crystal mirror from his traceless expansion pack and carefully placing it in the center of the room.

"Magic Mirror?" Amelia shook her head and rejected Rogge in a gentle tone, "I am very grateful for your kindness. However, you may not fully understand the current situation in our magical world."

"Many overseas branches have been attacked by snake men, and Voldemort is recruiting Death Eaters from outside to sneak in. In addition, there seems to be something strange on the giant side..." She stood up and took off her glasses, revealing her eyes with dark circles. , revealing deep worry and exhaustion.

"The Ministry of Magic doesn't need a mirror that can be used to change clothes." She shook her head again, looking down on such magical items that were useless in combat.

"If you really want to help, why not go find your teacher Snape and work together on the antidote to the snake-man virus." She said as she waved her wand, causing the huge brass globe to spin rapidly.

Soon, the continent south of the Mediterranean flashed with several red dots, symbolizing danger zones.

"The Negro Muggles south of the Sahara are currently locked in a fight with the Snake People..." Amelia's voice contained a hint of urgency. The situation was completely different from what she had originally expected.

The British magical community shows a strange calmness in the mainland, but outside it is stormy and even developing into stormy waves.

After Roger listened to her story quietly, he understood in his heart that Dr. Baldwin had begun to spread the virus. Although the consequences of the snake-man virus are frightening, stopping it is not difficult.

After being blessed by magic, the virus will not mutate during the replication process, but will steadily transform infected Muggles into unconscious, violent and bloodthirsty snake-men. However, it still follows the law of propagation.

It is very simple to stop the spread of snakemen: destroy the source of infection and establish an isolation zone. As for the vaccine, sorry, the magic won't allow the vaccine to work.

Amelia waved her hand, indicating that they could leave. Rogge walked forward calmly and explained: "Minister, I only need three sentences to make you buy it."

Amelia was stunned for a moment, with a mocking smile on her lips, and an impatient light flashed in her eyes: "Okay, three sentences."

Rogge's smile was full of confidence, and he said in a trustworthy tone: "It functions like the Floo Network and can spread news."

His words were concise and clear, and he directly pointed out the core function of the Dragon Crystal Mirror. By comparing it with the Floo Network, Amelia instantly grasped its application value.

There was much less boredom in Amelia's eyes, but she still had reservations about the practical utility of the magic mirror. In the wizarding world, there are many ways to deliver news, from owls to paper cranes, and even Voldemort's Dark Mark can be used to announce news.

However, Rogge's second sentence immediately attracted her attention: "All wizards can see the images and sounds produced by this magic mirror anytime and anywhere."

"Anytime and anywhere?" Amelia asked softly, but with a hint of curiosity and surprise in her voice, "Are you sure?"

She had some doubts about the ability of the magic mirror, because such a function sounded too magical.

"Of course." Rogge nodded solemnly, his tone firm and confident, "With it, the Ministry of Magic no longer needs to rely on newspapers to spread news."

A smile broke out on Amelia's face, and she quickly walked out from behind the table and came to Rogge and the magic mirror. She carefully touched the delicate frame of the magic mirror and studied the wonderful spells and mysterious runes engraved on it.

If the magic mirror in front of him can really announce news to all wizards in the magical world, as Rogge said, then this will be the greatest invention of this century.

Her eyes showed a strong interest in the magic mirror, and she couldn't wait to ask: "Roger, what is the third sentence?"

Rogge was stunned for a moment, then explained with a smile: "Actually, I have already said that I can help you get rid of the constraints of traditional newspapers. If you are interested, you can try it yourself."

He motioned to Daphne, who quickly took out a bowl of fine light and shadow powder from her pocket.

"Minister, the method of using Floo powder is the same." Daphne pointed to the glass next to her and introduced, "You first find a piece of glass, then sprinkle light and shadow powder on it, and at the same time recite the incantation of 'All Things Appear'."

Amelia nodded and carefully grabbed some light and shadow powder. She felt the fine texture of the powder, as smooth as silk, almost flowing out from her fingers.

She walked to the window and shouted clearly: "Everything appears."

Following her spell, the light and shadow powder glowed dazzlingly. The ordinary mirror seemed to become a two-way mirror, showing the scene on the opposite side of the magic mirror.

"Roger, what's its name? Is it fast enough?" Amelia asked excitedly, pointing to the magic mirror, and her voice came out of the window.

"It's called the Dragon Crystal Magic Mirror, and its speed is the same as a two-way mirror..." Rogge introduced the functions and characteristics of the magic mirror in detail, and finally concluded, "Mirrors are far more popular in the wizarding world than fireplaces. Even if there are no flat windows and A mirror or a glass bottle will do. All you need to do is speak to it, and all the wizards will receive the message it sends."

Amelia acted quickly and asked Percy to go out with the light and shadow powder to verify whether the effect of the dragon crystal mirror was really as described by Rogge.

Ten minutes later, Percy ran back excitedly, her face full of surprise, and reported that any mirror anywhere in the Ministry of Magic could receive the image broadcast by the magic mirror.

While reporting, she secretly gave Rogge a thumbs up.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" Amelia nodded repeatedly, her eyes showing satisfaction with the effect of the dragon crystal mirror, "I understand. But, does it really have no distance limit?

Even the fireplace of the Floo Network requires the Department of Transportation to activate nodes and manage routes to allow wizards to teleport safely to distant places. Also, information security..."

She asked Rogge about the technical details of the Dragon Crystal Mirror, wanting to know more. Rogge responded one by one, and the answers were clear and very organized.

"The spread range of the Dragon Crystal Mirror does have a limit." Rogge thought for a moment, and then replied sincerely, "However, it is more than enough to cover the three islands. If we want to take care of overseas branches, we can spread the Dragon Crystal Mirror on Mount the clone and create a secondary magic mirror."

"Then, we will hand over the secondary magic mirror to the overseas branch, and the local area can watch the broadcast news of the dragon crystal magic mirror simultaneously." Rogge further explained, his words were full of confidence in this technology, "In In terms of security, Dragon Crystal Magic Mirror has the highest authority and can manage the broadcast content of low-level magic mirrors.”

"Without the permission of the magic mirror administrator, no information will be broadcast to the outside world. When it is closed, you cannot see anything using light and shadow powder." Rogge emphasized the confidentiality and controllability of the magic mirror, one by one. Allay the concerns of Madam Minister.

Amelia nodded repeatedly, pacing back and forth in front of the magic mirror, thinking about the possibility of this new technology being spread to all wizards in the magical world.

Suddenly, she stopped and asked a new question: "Since it is real-time, what should the wizards who missed the broadcast do?" She needed to ensure that every wizard could receive the important news she released.

"There are two simplest methods." Rogge was already prepared. He stretched out two fingers and gave a specific solution. "First, we can play important information at a fixed time point, just like in the morning. "Daily Prophet" helps everyone develop a good receiving habit."

"Second, we can use the magic projector to record the previous show. Then loop it during free time to give wizards who missed it a chance to watch."