Hogwarts Homecoming

The petrified Prime Minister could not speak, but Amosta understood from the pleading in his eyes that he probably agreed with his proposal.

"Thank you for your cooperation--"

Amosta said, snapping his fingers.

There was another breeze that surged out of thin air, and then, the Prime Minister found that he was suddenly able to move.

Minister for Magic and Vice-President of the International Confederation of Wizards——

The Prime Minister gasped while moving his neck, which was sprained from the intense running just now.

"What was that just now?"

The idea of ​​asking for help again was abandoned in the Prime Minister's mind. Looking at the gray-haired young man walking towards the guest sofa, the Prime Minister asked with a trembling voice.

"Just now. Oh, that's magic——"

Amosta waved his magic wand, and a dirty wine bottle and three crystal clear glasses suddenly appeared on the coffee table.

"Well, Mr. Prime Minister, let's sit down and chat, and we can have a drink together. This is Mrs. Romestad's mead matured with the best oak--"

Of course, it's not magic. It's magic.

Otherwise, the names of the two people who suddenly appeared in his office should be 'Minister of Magic' and 'Vice Chairman of the International Federation of Magicians——'

The Prime Minister couldn't control his racing thoughts. He slowly walked towards the two people on the sofa who were looking forward to him.

"Judging from your words--"

Although he did not have the initiative in the current situation, the Prime Minister did not want to be led by the two strangers in the following conversation. He frowned and looked at the two intruders warily.

"My ex, he seems to know you?"

"Generally speaking, only in emergencies will the Minister of Magic contact the ruling Muggle Prime Minister—"

Amelia sits dignifiedly;

"So, your predecessor should know my predecessor, Cornelius Fudge. He stepped down because he was involved in some criminal incidents."

The wine bottles on the coffee table floated up, and each glass was filled with bright yellow mead.

This scene made the Prime Minister's breath stop for a few seconds. He glanced at the gray-haired young man calmly. He had a feeling that the vice chairman had the ability to take his life at any time.

"But why didn't my predecessor mention to me, ever, that there are still wizards in this country?"

"I'm afraid it's because he doesn't want to be thought of as a laughing stock or a lunatic--"

Amosta smiled hoho-holy,

"If you hadn't witnessed something with your own eyes, I'm afraid you wouldn't believe in the existence of wizards, would you?"

The Prime Minister was speechless.

Amosta and Amelia both picked up their glasses, but the Muggle Prime Minister had no intention of touching the glass, but his mind was racing.

Judging from the current attitudes of the two of them, it seems that they really are not here to assassinate him, and if they have not lied about their identities,

"If I remember correctly, you...you just said -"

The Prime Minister didn't want to be educated like a primary school boy, so he tried hard to raise his chest.

"Only when an emergency occurs, will the Minister of Magic meet with Prime Minister Ma?"

Amosta and Amelia exchanged glances, and then Amosta said gently,

"That is indeed the case, but for your convenience, I think it would be best if we take some time to give you a brief introduction to the wizarding world--"

The Prime Minister nodded lightly, as if he was all ears.

"It's easier to explain clearly. After all, Muggles. Oh, it's a general term for people who don't know magic. The Muggle world has always had the concept of wizards as a group--

Wizard: A person who can use magic.

Although it is not comparable to Muggles in terms of numbers, the wizarding community also has its own society, but it is relatively closed. We call it the 'magic world'.

In the magical world of wizards, there are also a series of social organizations that serve the people, such as governments, schools, hospitals, and banks.

In addition, the magic world is generally divided into countries. For example, the British magic world, the French magic world, the German magic world. Most countries in Europe have their own magic world. Of course, the same is true for America, Asia and Africa——"

Amosta paused for breath, and then continued,

"By the way, the history of wizards is almost as long as that of Muggles. We are all human beings and are not aliens."

The Prime Minister appreciated the way the young deputy chairperson introduced him.

Be concise and to the point.

But appreciation is appreciation, and the Prime Minister was still surprised that there is such a group of people with magical abilities in human society. Apart from being surprised, panic inevitably emerged in his heart.

"You have, I mean, how many wizards are there in Britain?"

"According to ministry statistics, there are 46,122 resident wizards in the UK. In addition, there are probably more than 10,000 mobile wizards--"

Amelia answered the Prime Minister's question.

"That's almost 60,000 people in the UK."

The Prime Minister took a deep breath.

“So many people have the ability to walk in and out of my office like they’re home?!”

"Oh, of course not-"

Amosta smiled slightly and said,

"The fireplace in your office is under strict supervision of the Ministry of Magic. No one except the Minister of Magic has the right to enter your office through the Floo network."

"Oh, strict monitoring?!"

The Prime Minister immediately protested fiercely,

"You can't monitor my office without permission!"

"It's the Floo network, not your office--"

Amelia said in a steady voice,

"We are not monitoring your daily work, just to guard against wizards with evil intentions. You should understand that wizards can't all be good people, right?"

Fireplace, Floo!

Two more new words popped into his mind, causing the Prime Minister to feel his head getting hot.

"Okay, go on -"

The Prime Minister tried his best to suppress his dissatisfaction, but he did not forget that the magician Vice Chairman immediately stopped him from moving!

"As Minister Bones just said, there are also bad people among wizards. Oh, that may be too polite. Some wizards have to be described as heinous -"

Amosta took a deep breath and his expression became serious.

“There was a very evil wizard who did a lot of bad things, but he was very powerful. Therefore, for the past thirty years, the wizard government and many righteous people have tried to bring him to justice, but they have been unable to do so.

Due to some special reasons, he left the country and went into hibernation.

And now, he's back in England, gathering his forces and going into, oh, open war with the government.

Mr. Prime Minister, I regret to tell you that the British wizarding community is currently in a state of war, and the war may get out of control at any time. I mean, it will spread to other magical countries and the Muggle world. "

"State of war."

The Prime Minister looked at the magician Vice President of the United Nations with a suspicious look on his face.

The Prime Minister did not comment on how a young man who looked to be in his early twenties could become the President of the Wizarding United Nations. However, precisely because this was a young man, the Prime Minister felt that he might be exaggerating.

"Chairman Brain, you just said that a wizarding war is happening in the UK. Does this mean, I mean-"

The Prime Minister looked at Minister Bones;

"Can I understand that you are hunting down the founder of a terrorist organization among wizards? Of course, he may be more cunning -"

"Amosta is not exaggerating, Mr. Prime Minister,"

Minister Bones saw through what the Muggle Prime Minister was getting away with, and she spoke sternly.

"It was indeed a war, and wizards suffered heavy losses. With all due respect, during the period when Voldemort was most active, Muggles also suffered huge losses, but you may not know it.

Because according to the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy, any incident that might reveal magic will be covered up.

The massacre of Muggles by Voldemort and his minions is generally corrected by the Ministry of Magic as natural disasters that you can understand, but I can tell you that in the past thirty years, at least tens of thousands of Muggles have been killed by Voldemort in terrorist activities! "

"Thousands?"

The Prime Minister looked at Ms. Bones suspiciously.

"A week ago, I noticed that many Muggle newspapers were following up on the huge explosions and roars that occurred in London, and asked you and your government to give you a reliable explanation--"

Looking at the Muggle Prime Minister who jumped up from the sofa with a pale face, Amosta smiled.

"That means we are at war with Voldemort and his army of dark wizards." (End of Chapter)