Hogwarts Homecoming

"But what can I do?"

Looking at the pair of unpredictable eyes across the table, Karkus was stunned and asked in confusion.

Touching the wine glass with his fingertips, Amosta said calmly,

"I just said that the secret wizards have always been unwilling to integrate into the system of the modern magic world. This has their own reasons and our reasons. The earliest wizards who built the modern magic system did not reserve a place for their entire group - "

Karkus frowned slightly, obviously not quite understanding what he meant.

Seeing Karkus' doubts, Amosta smiled and asked,

"If a wizard with a secret witch background wants to enter the Ministry of Magic, what channels do you think he can take, Karkus?"

Enter the Ministry of Magic?

Karkus narrowed his eyes, as if he had some realization.

This is undoubtedly a difficult thing, let alone secret witches. Even wizards with orthodox modern magic education who graduate from Hogwarts find it difficult. Only the best young people who have obtained multiple NEWTS certificates can do it. Gain the favor of the Ministry of Magic. Wait!

Karkus's eyes suddenly widened and he looked at Amosta in surprise.

"It seems you understand-"

Amosta smiled and said,

"The Ministry of Magic will not accept wizards who are secret witches because they have no way to judge their level. Unlike young wizards who graduate from Hogwarts and take the NEWTS exam, the Ministry of Magic and some workshops and companies can pass The little wizard's OWLS or NEWTS test scores are used to judge the level of the little wizard.

Therefore, if we want them to integrate into our system, we must let them see our sincerity.

Let the Wizarding Examination Authority establish a new judging mechanism to test the magic level of schools and benchmark it against the OWLS and NEWTS level exams, and the Ministry of Magic will recognize the exam results."

Looking at Kakus who was deep in thought, Amosta continued,

"In the years when the new judging mechanism is implemented, the Ministry of Magic needs to give fixed recruitment quotas to secret witches. The Ministry of Magic is the vane of the magic world. As long as the Ministry of Magic approves it, current workshops and companies will soon recognize it. In this case, Those secret wizards will have a way to make a living instead of hiding in the underground world all day long to make trouble. "

There is no doubt that this is a genius idea!

However, as the wizard who has dealt with the most mysterious wizards, Karkus will not be blindly optimistic.

"I don't deny that this is a very good idea, I mean, show kindness to those die-hards--"

Kacus said cautiously,

"But you know, the problem is probably not just these. The magic of those secret witches and those ancient ways of casting spells are often very cruel and cannot be tolerated by our laws. And this is just the tip of the iceberg of the differences between the two parties."

"I will not ignore the difficulty of this matter, Karkus, and I will not be naive enough to think that all the secret witches can applaud us from the beginning. This is a long-term process, but at least we will let them see our sincerity, and we will try our best to Get more support and prevent them from favoring our enemies."

Karkus, who was deep in thought, nodded unconsciously.

"This matter was not accomplished in a day. The Ministry of Magic should set up a separate department for this purpose. Oh. To give an inappropriate example, just like the Department for the Management and Control of Magical Creatures, it can bridge the contradictions between the two parties and hope to be integrated into the process. Wizards in modern magical society also need to make sacrifices and abandon some outdated traditions.

When you become the head of this department, Kakus, you need to think more about what kind of policies can help them integrate into us as soon as possible. "

Amosta said.

"There are indeed some mysterious wizards who have no choice but to hide there. I know them. I plan to wait!"

Karkus suddenly came to his senses and stared at Amosta in surprise.

"You just said you wanted me to be... Oh, I heard you right, but I... I'm just... just a..."

"Haha, do you plan to stay in that dirty, smelly underground for the rest of your life? Kakus, this is a complete waste of your talents."

Amosta smiled calmly,

"I think the time is ripe for the Foley family to return to the Ministry of Magic and return to the spotlight."

Karkus's lips were slightly open. He stared blankly at Amosta Brain. In his stiff torso, a heart was becoming fierce!

Bring the Foley family back to glory?

For half a century, so many family members have worked hard to have a place in the Ministry of Magic, and so many attempts have failed. And now, this dream is quietly within reach? !

Kakus wanted to say something, but he suddenly found that he felt as if he had been thirsty for several days, and his voice was hoarse.

"me."

Can he leave the underground world and leave the den of thieves that makes him fearful all day long?

Karkus blinked his eyes blankly. He looked around the dim bar, not sure if he was dreaming. But after taking care of the injury, Aberforth walked out of the inner hall, which shocked Karkus's body. Just asked,

"But Dumbledore?"

"Oh, I believe Principal Dumbledore won't stop it. This is a good thing, isn't it?"

Amosta ignored Aberforth's direct glance.

"Over the years, you have also accumulated some connections yourself. These connections can ensure that when I bring this suggestion to the Ministry of Magic again, those who have objections will shut up."

Ministry of Magic!

Kakus was excited again, and his expression dimmed.

"But the Ministry of Magic. If it were before, I don't doubt you could push this forward, but now Cornelius Fudge seems"

Kakus hesitated to speak.

“Won’t last much longer”

Amosta looked out the window where the rain was pouring, and the thunder that flashed from time to time reflected a different kind of determination and majesty on his face.

"Don't worry about this, I will make it happen. By the way, Karkus, there is one more thing."

Turning around to look at Kakus' slightly confused face,

"Your wife and daughters must consider the dangers they may face in the war. Tell them to be prepared. I have a place that should ensure their safety and be ready to evacuate at any time."

Karkus had left, and Aberforth and Amosta were the only ones left in the dark hall of the Hog's Head Bar.

"Can you please give me a refill, Aberforth -"

Amosta came to the bar with a smile on his face, holding the bottomed cup, and handed the cup to Aberforth, who was silently cleaning the cup again.

"What are you still doing here, Blaine?"

Aberforth did not reach out to take it. Instead, he glanced at Amosta and said with an unhappy expression,

"The broker who made the dirty deal with you has gone away, hasn't he? Do you have nothing to do at Hogwarts?"

"Oh, don't be so harsh, Aberforth."

Amosta still smiled and showed no signs of anger.

"I'm just a visiting customer. I come here in my free time just to have a few glasses of wine and vent the pressure from work."

Hum hum -

Aberforth smiled coldly, looked sideways at Amosta, and said in a rough voice,

"I almost doubt whether you are Albus's son. The way you lie without changing your face is exactly like him!"

"Oh, you're totally humiliating me, Aberforth."

Amosta lowered his face and said unhappily.

"I know what you're planning."

Aberforth's words are sharp,

"You are setting up these conspiracies here just to let me send a message to Albus. You know that my saint brother will not tell him your plans directly."

The bell at the door rang, attracting the attention of the two people inside and outside the bar.

"Ah, Amosta, you are already here. Oh, sorry, am I late?"

The visitor waved his arms happily, shook the rainwater from his hair, and then jumped towards the bar.

"Please, Aberforth, give me a glass of whiskey too, the weather is really bad, isn't it?

Aberforth raised his shoulders and glared at Amosta angrily.

"Oh, damn, how many people did you shout at me?!"