Hiding in Hogwarts as a professor

Since there were no supplies for people to live here, Modesty was brought back to the United States by Zhou Ya the next day. As for the wizards like Tver, they had to stay in Bhutan for a week.

Of course, living in an ordinary city in Bhutan.

I also stay here to answer some questions from representatives and to continue to improve this motion.

For example, after the establishment of the Joint Operations Office, where will the command authority be? Whether Muggle members will allow Aurors to provide help when they are threatened by Muggles, etc.

These thoughts will not be summarized into the final bill, but will be distributed to the Ministry of Magic of various countries as a guiding document for action after the bill is passed.

Yes, everyone has already acquiesced that this bill will be passed smoothly, and voting is just a necessary procedure!

The improvement of the bill is also beneficial to Tver, so he will stay here until the voting ends.

The result was of course no surprise… unanimously passed!

At this point, all his work in Bhutan has finally come to an end.

However, his work in the Federation is far from over…

“Tver, according to the requirements of the bill, as a British representative, you need to personally report the contents of the bill to the British Ministry of Magic.”

In the morning, just before leaving Bhutan, Babajid stopped Tver.

“Usually the Minister of Magic or something like that, but of course, given the, um, weird situation at the British Ministry of Magic, you can decide how to proceed.”

Tver nodded helplessly.

When he proposed this motion, he had not yet adapted to his role as a federation representative, so he asked the federation to participate in the joint action office.

Of course, it’s not a bad thing for Tver, it just adds a little bit more workload to him…

After bidding farewell to Babajid and the representatives from various countries who were also leaving here, Tver touched a toilet seat with some disgust.

“Don’t worry, it’s unused.”

The moment the door key was activated, Babajid comforted him with a smirk on his face.

“call out.”

A familiar spinning feeling surged into his heart, and Tver officially bid farewell to this magical holy city and embarked on his journey back to the UK.

“Tver Foley, the British representative of the Wizards’ Federation, is back from Bhutan. Am I right, Mr. Foley?” A cold voice sounded just as Tver stood firm.

“Yes, that’s right.”

Tver discovered that the person speaking to him was a young witch with sleepiness written all over his face, and he appeared at the edge of a magnificent hall.

There is a bright dark wooden floor on the ground, and a peacock blue ceiling above the head. There are also gleaming golden symbols inlaid on it, which are constantly moving and changing.

It just looks magical.

The walls on both sides of the front are decorated with many fireplaces that emit green light. Every once in a while, a wizard will suddenly appear from a fireplace on the left, and on the right, there are several people waiting in line in front of each fireplace. and leave.

Of course, in the middle of the fireplaces on both sides, there are also many wizards who appear or leave here by apparating.

It seems that the deserted area where Tver is located is a place specially arranged by the Ministry of Magic for portkeys to enter and exit.

He threw the toilet seat in his hand into a frame nearby, followed the crowd, and strode toward the other end of the hall.

However, the large fountain in the middle of the foyer attracted Tver’s attention, especially the group of golden statues in the middle——

A handsome wizard stood at the top, holding his wand high and pointing to the sky. Surrounding him were a beautiful witch, a centaur, a goblin and a house elf.

What was even more surprising was that the centaurs, goblins and house elves all looked up at the two wizards with expressions of admiration on their faces.

Gee, the wizard’s sense of superiority is vividly displayed.

Across the fountain from Tver is the door to the foyer, and behind these doors is a smaller hall.

The elevators leading to various departments of the Ministry of Magic are in this hall.

“Professor Foley?”

A voice full of joy sounded behind Turville. Looking back, Harry was held by Arthur Weasley’s arm to prevent him from rushing over.

“Good morning, Harry, and Mr. Weasley.” Tweel responded with a smile.

Following the flow of people at work, Harry managed to squeeze in beside Tver after several maneuvers, but they also came to the elevator and were squeezed in by the crowd.

“Professor, why are you here?” Harry asked softly.

With the physiques of Mr. Weasley and Turville, the group of them occupied a fairly comfortable corner in the elevator.

People around me have morning on their faces

With a unique lifeless expression, he just glanced at their position and then turned to the elevator fence.

Twil sighed, “I now hold a concurrent position in the Ministry of Magic and need to complete some duties.”

“The seventh floor, the Department of Magical Games and Sports, includes the Quidditch League Headquarters of Britain and Ireland, the Official Gobstone Club, and the Office of Patents for Funny Products.”

At this time, a cold woman’s voice suddenly sounded in the elevator. At the same time, the elevator suddenly stopped on the seventh floor. There was a click, and after the golden fence opened, several wizards walked out.

Harry’s attention was on Twil’s words.

“Position? Are you going to work at the Ministry of Magic? Then the school…”

“The school affairs will not be delayed, well, if there are no accidents.”

Turville always felt that he had set up a flag, but now that Dumbledore’s attitude has relaxed so much, it doesn’t make much sense for him to stay in the school.

“What about you? Also looking for a job at the Ministry of Magic?” Tweel asked quickly to avoid Harry’s curiosity from exploding further.

When talking about his own affairs, Harry’s face suddenly darkened.

“I was accused by the Ministry of Magic of using magic in front of Muggles, and I will be expelled from school…”

“But you were in a life-threatening situation, weren’t you?” Arthur, who was originally silent, quickly patted Harry’s shoulder comfortingly.

“That’s right, I used the Patronus Charm to protect Dudley because I encountered a Dementor!” Harry pursed his lips. Although he was still a little nervous, he still firmly explained to Tweel.

“The dementors are all in Azkaban, how did you encounter them?” a male wizard next to him asked curiously.

Arthur looked at him seriously: “Then you should ask the people who manage the dementors, Bob!”

The wizard named Bob shrugged indifferently. It was obvious that he had a good relationship with Arthur and would not be angry because of this matter.

“Then good luck to you.” He said to Harry with a smile, and then walked out on the fourth floor.

“Thank you.” Harry muttered, feeling much relieved.

“Second level, Department of Magical Law Enforcement.”

“We’re here!” Arthur said quickly, pulling Harry so that he only had time to wave to Twil before he was pulled out of the elevator.

At this time, Tver was the only one left in the elevator.

But soon, the cold woman’s voice sounded again.

“The first floor, the Office of the Minister of Magic and the Logistics Department.”