Hermione, Be the Minister of Magic with Me!

I think I'll be able to identify which ones are helpful to me, thanks.

Lockhart kept this sentence in his heart and did not say it.

Although the contact has not been long, Lockhart has roughly figured out the temperament of this eldest lady—knowledgeable, arrogant, and self-centered.

To be honest, none of this is surprising.

When a person grows up smoothly from childhood, and his requirements are basically satisfied, it is strange that a person is not self-centered.

It has nothing to do with his/her upbringing, it only depends on the environment he is in - when people establish rules and standards in their hearts, they need to experience a lot of setbacks before they can finally establish them. For adults with rigorous thinking and logic, It is so difficult to establish rules and standards in your heart, let alone a child?

Lockhart wasn't going to argue with someone like that, or even try to change Gemma too much, because "egocentric" isn't exactly derogatory even by the strictest standards.

Egocentric people have two disgusting characteristics when interacting with people. The first is that they have little sense of teamwork. Everything only considers their own feelings and does not pay attention to what others are thinking; Others' accommodating to him/her will not only not be appreciated by him/her, but will be taken for granted. Minpa has satisfied him 1000 times, as long as the 1001st time does not satisfy him a little, he will be full of resentment towards you.

These two points are especially common among the "rich second generation", even if he/she is not a son-in-law in the usual sense.

In fact, the more educated and capable rich second generation, the phenomenon of self-centeredness

the more serious,

For this kind of person, you must not try to please him or her, and even mistake it for "emotional investment" - this is a big joke.

-Once you give in to him/her and accommodate him/her, he/she will not think that he/she owes you, but like a beast who can distinguish the level of prey, he/she will automatically classify you as "the next" people". Once you are regarded as a "subordinate" by such a person, the more you move him/her, the more he/she will intensify.

Fortunately, as a bureaucrat, Lockhart has seen too many such people, and he knows that what such people lack is not knowledge, but education.

Or... domestication.

Frankly, the latter is more appealing to Lockhart.

Because it takes a lot of energy and cost to educate such a person, and he has no spare time, just like he can "educate" Bellatrix, but he would rather destroy her.

Conversely, egocentric people, while a disaster cooperatively, are a good fit as subordinates.

They are also not afraid of the unknown, and have strong independent thinking skills, which are very suitable for \"singing a black face") or putting him in charge of a new business.

More importantly, although such people do not know how to respect others, they are born to know what authority is) As long as he/she puts you in the position of the hunter, you will find that the servility in themselves is equally ineffective. less, or even more than the average person.

People who are "little emperors" at home are often soft-hearted when they meet ruthless people outside, and they don't dare to resist at all;

The rich second generation who scolded the anchor, the internet celebrity on the blog, and even scolded the stars who played with him because he was unhappy with the game, but only dared to laugh at him when he was partying with those "official second generation". , huddled aside to drink stuffy wine, not daring to say a word;

People who show their teeth and arrogance in front of their own anti-epidemic personnel, but in front of foreigners, they take the initiative to justify their bad behavior, and they can even endure the unfair treatment that happens to them.

——A person who is self-centered to the extreme is nothing but a paper tiger with a stern look.

Although he had already judged his own subordinate in name, when Gemma Farley said to Lockhart that "some people are not worthy of contact", Lockhart knew what to do.

Sorry, I'm not a bad person, but I hate being passive too!

Seeing the changes in Hogsmeade, Hermione didn't feel it yet, but Ron felt very strange.

Because the wizarding world is not a fast-growing place, the changes have not been very large, and such large-scale civil work is really rare.

"Poor Harry." Ron couldn't help but say, "he can't come to such a great village... I'll go to Colin Creevey later, and let him take some more pictures of the scenery here, and then take it back to Harry look."

Just then, a muffled sound came from behind him.

"No thanks, I think I can see for myself."

Hearing this familiar voice, Ron was really taken aback.

He turned quickly, only to see a head floating in the air—that belonged to Harry Potter.

"Wow!" Ron yelled, \"You learned to Apparate?"

"No, I just made a map, and it just happened to have a secret passage on it." Harry was obviously proud of himself for scaring his two friends.

Just when he was sulking that he couldn't go to Hogsmeade, Fred

And George found him and gave him a Marauder's map.

Even though he knew it was not a good thing to do, Harry couldn't resist the temptation, and he came to Honeyduke's cellar from the Hogsmeade secret passage indicated by the Marauder's map.

Hermione looked around, then lowered her voice and whispered, "Harry, you're dangerous!"

There was uncontrollable panic in her voice, and Harry heard it too.

"It doesn't matter, no one notices, I'm wearing the Invisibility Cloak." Harry said comforting Hermione as he took off the Invisibility Cloak from himself, "Don't talk about Filch and Dementors, it's Sirius Cloak. K's standing in front of me now, and he can't find me either... oh... where did this dog come from?"

Looking at the **** dog that suddenly appeared in front of him, and then stared at his **** dog, Harry was a little puzzled.

"Professor Lockhart's dog." Hermione was also very puzzled: "Why do animals like to stick to you? Snakes, cats, and this dog..."

"Who knows, maybe I also have Druid talent." Harry said happily. He subconsciously ignored Aunt Maggie's dog that liked to chase after him. Probably because of being with Hagrid's "fang" for a long time, Harry gradually realized that whether a dog is docile or not has little to do with its size.

He crouched down and slowly approached the dog.

"What's the big guy's name?" Harry asked.

"It's called Clan Qiu Ren," Hermione replied, "a very good-looking dog. He usually doesn't roar much when he sees people. Last time he was scratched by Crookshanks several times, he didn't see it resisting."

Hearing what she said, Harry was relieved, and tentatively put his hand on the **** dog's head.

The **** dog raised its head slightly, with its tongue sticking out of its mouth and letting Harry touch it, without resisting at all.

"Surely a good dog," said Harry approvingly. "So, where do we go next?"

Just as Harry said this, a cold wind came and Ron shivered.

\"How about we go to Three Broomsticks for butterbeer?" Ron suggested.

"Listen to you." Harry patted the **** dog on the head. "Okay, briquettes, go back to your room and enjoy the fireplace, we're going to drink too... oh, someone's here!"

Beyond the head of the **** dog, Harry vaguely saw several people wearing the burqas of the Ministry of Magic walking towards them, and quickly threw the invisibility cloak over his body and disappeared into the air.

Ron and Hermione hurriedly stepped aside, acting as if nothing had happened, as if they had been teasing the dog just now.

In the distance, the man in the burqa slowly approached and stopped in front of the screaming shack.

"This is it, Barty... It seems that everything is fine, right?" A man with a pot belly looked up at the door of the house and said to the person next to him.

"Yes, Minister."

The man next to him seemed a little more reserved, but his behavior was still natural.

He glanced at the sign at the door of the Shrieking Shack, where the words "Ministry of Magic's Office of International Affairs and Cooperation in Hogsmeade" were clearly visible.

Ron recognized the two at a glance: "It's Minister of Magic Fudge, and Mr. Crouch! They should have come to inspect."

Not wanting to cause trouble, Harry wrapped the Invisibility Cloak even tighter and walked quickly to the bar behind Ron and Hermione.

"Go away," he whispered to the **** dog, here."

But Sirius remained steadfast.

"Don't let anyone find out

Chapter 207 Affecting Judicial Course (1)

Hermione and Ron pushed open the door of Three Broomsticks and waited for a while, so that Harry behind them could enter together, but the cold wind they brought in suddenly made several drinkers at the door complain loudly.

"Hurry up and close the door!" they shouted to the three children.

"Sorry." Ron had to take it on his behalf, "this dog will come in too.

"Oh, isn't that Gilderoy's dog...why doesn't he stay in the shack?" The drinkers recognized him.

"There's someone from the Ministry of Magic, probably because it's noisy?" Ron didn't want to attract attention, so he changed the subject: "It's snowing in the sky, can we still play this afternoon's movie.

"No problem." The drinker's attention was indeed diverted, "Although the cinema has not been built yet, the first floor is already available, just wear more clothes, even if each person is provided with a free cup of hot cocoa, because there is a temporary No fire yet."

"Thank you." Ron was satisfied.

They took a seat and let Hermione cover Harry while Ron went to buy three butterbeers.

I don't know if it's psychological or not, but Harry thinks that butter beer is simply the most delicious thing he has ever drunk, and from today, he has a regular on his favorite drink list.

It's just that before he could enjoy it for long, several people came in at the door of the bar. Minister for Magic Connelly Fudge, Director of International Cooperation Barty Crouch, and Gilderoy Lockhart with his office assistant Gemma Farley

If these members of the Ministry of Magic are not conspicuous, then add

Following Professor Flitwick, Professor McGonagall, and Rubeus Hagrid, the group was really eye-catching.

\"Rosmerta!" Lockhart greeted the front desk, "One table... no, let's put three tables together! I'll treat you!"

"Oh, bad." Hermione suddenly became nervous. "Professor Flitwick is also there. He has goblin blood and is very sensitive to magic! Be careful, Harry." Harry hurriedly bent down and turned invisible. Clothes were tighter.

The **** dog grinned at the movements of the three little guys.

Although he knew that he was likely to be exposed, when he saw the familiar scene of a "Jaime's head" emerging from under the invisibility cloak, he finally couldn't hold back and followed.

He knew that he couldn't recognize his godson right now, but he couldn't help it, even if it was like now, it would be nice to sit next to each other.

In a trance, he felt as if he had returned to fifteen years ago, when he, James Potter, Lupin and Peter were sitting around three brooms, and risking being discovered, secretly tasting Whiskey not sold to children

That kind of life is really nostalgic, but it's gone with the wind... When he was distracted, he didn't pay attention to what the people behind him were saying. Lockhart wanted to order a glass of absinthe for the minister, but Fudge said it was cold today and he wanted something sweet, so he switched to gooseberry liqueur.

Crouch didn't want to drink anything, but to fit in, he ordered a sweet drink, and Hagrid ordered a full 4 pints of mead, and both Flitwick and Professor McGonagall ordered their own.

When the drinks were all finished, Fudge invited Rosemerta to sit down with them, and they started chatting.

"…You know Hagrid, Minister." Lockhart used this sentence to pretend

Opening remarks, "No one thought that such a thing would happen. If it is said that he intentionally hurt people, I am afraid that no one who has studied at Hogwarts will believe it."

"I know that too, but it's a very difficult thing to do."

Fudge's tone of voice reminded Lockhart of his boss in his previous life, and the way he adjusted his tone was exactly the same.

"I'm also under a lot of pressure now. If he hadn't raised that eight-eyed giant spider before, maybe the situation would be much better now, but... If we didn't do anything, we wouldn't be able to explain it to the public."

Dyke, this is such a headache. \" Lockhart agreed.

Before he sat down, Lockhart noticed Hermione and the others who were next to each other, and also noticed the somewhat abrupt vacancy between the **** dog and Ron.

So he winked at Hermione, motioned for them to listen, and he was determined to teach these children another lesson.

I spent a lot of time preparing for this Triwizard Tournament, but the biggest problem was that we couldn't reduce the cost of introducing some magical creatures. Lockhart said to Fudge. "

"A lot of money?" Fudge asked, frowning.

He thought it was Lockhart asking him for money, but the Ministry of Magic's finances were really tight, and I'm afraid there won't be much budget to spare.

"Yeah, this is mainly because the breeding industry of magical creatures in Britain is too backward, not only behind Greece, France, but even Egypt and Romania. It is difficult for me to find a local dragon farm. If we have our own In this industry, costs can be reduced by at least half," Lockhart complained.

Fudge instinctively wanted to throw the blame: "It's not my fault, it's mainly that Master Scamander is against us cultivating magical creatures for the purpose of experimentation, so everyone thinks it's unprofitable."

Lockhart hurriedly winked at Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick: "No one blames you, Minister. I'm just pointing out the fact that there are so few talents in our field, even if there are People who are outstanding in this regard, such as Charlie Weasley, can only go abroad to work in Romania because there is no domestic industry relationship."

Professor McGonagall finally understood what Lockhart meant: "He's right, Minister, I've actually always wanted to teach students Transfiguration with ptarmigan fluff, but Americans are so dark that they sell for a pound. We're 70 Galleons, it's a robbery!"

"But there's nothing we can do, because only they have farming." Flitwick-sings and said, "There are also water snake gems suitable for students to practice magic spells, and the Americans have been stuck with us."

"Yeah, Severus has complained more than once that even though the bark of the African tree snake is limited, it's too much to charge 2 Galleons for a jar of salamander blood."

"Also, the dragon's liver in Diagon Alley actually costs 16 siko an ounce... However, the humeizi killer must use this, and we spend a lot of gold every year to buy it from Romania. That's why Mr. Granger smashed something in public last time."

Fudge looked at this and at that, and finally realized that the people in front of him had something to say to him.

"So? Should we build our own farms?" Fudge asked rhetorically.

"If we want to build an industry, we need people, but if students are only exposed to the Flobber caterpillar in class, then don't expect them to take care of the horned camel when they graduate. It's about our future in Britain, and we have to Tell the public about it in the newspaper."

Lockhart looked serious, as if he was talking about a life-threatening event.

Fudge nodded subconsciously: "Yeah, this is our Ministry's duty.

But as soon as he said the words, he realized something.

"Ha! I was almost bypassed by you!" He laughed, "It's just a hippogriff, is that what you guys are doing?"

P.So's sensitive word system is getting weirder and weirder, 2k words have to be changed in a dozen places

Chapter 208 Affecting Judicial Course (Part 2)

Hagrid's eyes suddenly widened—he didn't realize until now what McGonagall, Flitwick, and Lockhart were talking about.

Lockhart snorted, "Of course it's not for that kind of trivial matter, how can we use this kind of trivial matter to trouble you, who cares about the country and the people? Those are just incidental: we are just thinking: let the people who are already very happy The one who supports you is more popular."

Of course Fudge knew Lockhart was talking nonsense, and what he had to say later was the key, but he liked to hear it, so he let himself believe it.

It's like going to a beauty store, people will always say you are beautiful, but then they will say that your skin is rough and dehydrated, and then recommend various physiotherapy products to you. The reason is the same.