HP Magic Biography

"Executive Department. []"

Riding on the elevator of the Ministry of Magic, they reached their final destination, the Executive Division, after only a dozen feet of dive.

The Executive Department is the highest authority of the Ministry of Magic. All ministers of the Ministry of Magic are the directors of the Executive Department. Therefore, the existence of the Executive Department determines the brain of the Ministry of Magic.

Arthur Weasley’s Director of the Division for Prohibiting Muggle Supplies has no effect at all. Even Mr. Arthur Weasley has the right to run for minister.

In fact, the power to prohibit the abuse of the Muggle Supplies Department is great. Mr. Arthur basically has the right to search any wizard's family.

If the current wizards have more or less Muggle objects, Mr. Weasley can sue them for violating the laws of the Ministry of Magic.

This looks really a plump job.

However, this is the wizarding world, and the core thing is the power of magic.

In fact, no wizard would care about Mr. Weasley's work at all.

Take the staff of the Department of Prohibition of Muggle Supplies, these are places that are not liked, or where old wizards who are about to retire spend their twilight years, only Mr. Weasley is still taking his work seriously.

But this is only limited to the Muggle items that have been magically cast. Mr. Weasley, but every wizard must love these Muggle appliances more, such as the flying car and the rubber duck.

Compared to the Executive Department of the Ministry of Magic, the Department for Prohibiting the Abuse of Muggle Supplies is simply a trivial existence.

Of course, there is also the Department of Mystery Affairs or the Supreme Court of the Ministry of Magic. These are all under the jurisdiction of the Minister of Magic and Connelly Welfare.

In addition to the Auror Department, some other small departments are not worth mentioning, and Fudge sits on the three divisions, as well as the Daily Prophet. This is exactly the right that Fudge enjoys as a Minister of Magic.

In fact, it is almost impossible for every Minister of Magic to be forcibly pulled down as long as he doesn't make any major mistakes.

"Yours is finally here, Albus, and little friend Fanlin." Fudge said, it seemed that he was very surprised by Dumbledore's arrival, it was too early, and his coffee had not been finished yet.

"Oh, I did come a little earlier. I hope our arrival doesn't disturb you, Connelly." Dumbledore said. The two of them are like a pair of close friends, clearly in the previous paragraph. At the time, the two people also had a dispute over Sirius.

"Of course not." Fudge said, "please wait a moment."

"Please!" Dumbledore said.

"It will be all right soon," Fudge said. She picked up a quill and quickly owed her name on a document, and then wrote a note, and then the two papers emptied into two paper cranes, talking about the passage on the wall Flew out.

"Know that there is always a lot of work." Fudge said, "But that's fine." A light flashed in his eyes. This is the use of reading magic. It is said that such magic is very rare. Everyone Has the magic to adapt to your own way.

Fudge probably read all the documents, at least the part before him was processed, and now he only needs to use magic to make his quill sign his name on the documents.

"Not bad." Fudge said lightly. He had dealt with some urgent incidents. In addition to this, he needed to review the rest of the documents slowly and thoughtfully.

"There are many documents every day."

"I can understand how it feels, Connelly," Dumbledore said, and he seemed calm.

And just after the two had a close conversation, a knock on the door came in.

"Please come in."

"You look for me, Minister." A sweet voice came through the door, but there was no girlish cuteness in this voice, which made Fanlin very disgusting.

"Oh, Ms. Umbridge," Fudge said, "I hope you will take this Mr. Fanlin Elle to deal with the problem of traces, knowing that his wand has been accidentally destroyed."

"Oh, of course, Minister." Umbridge nodded. She was still wearing that pink dress. This always made Fanlin feel very strange. Why did she wear this kind of fundamental control when she was so old? Unable to color, even in the Ministry of Magic.

Dumbledore nodded, and Fanlin stood up reluctantly. He didn't want to communicate with Umbridge too early, but it seemed unavoidable. He had heard or seen it more than once. Umbridge.

The war with the pink old toad seems to be inevitable, which is very bad ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ very bad.

Fanlin lowered his head. He kept following behind Umbridge. The perfume on Umbridge was paired with pink clothes, and then her body added her voice, her face...

God, Fanlin is about to collapse.

"Take out your magic wand." Umbridge said, still in that sweet voice, she seemed to want to make herself more amiable.

"Of course, Ms. Umbridge." Fanlin said quickly, and he was very happy to mate Mo Xiang into Umbridge's hands.

They had arrived at their destination, like a workshop, and placed this instrument similar to a balance in front of him. No surprise, it was also an alchemical product. .

Perhaps it was used to detect magical items, including magic wands. Fanlin saw Umbridge put the magic wand on.

"Eleven and a half inches, grapevine wood, the heart of the dragon nerve."

"A good magic wand, if you know that something involving dragons, the power of its spell is much greater than that of ordinary spells." Umbridge said diligently.

Although the dragon's nerves are good, for the dragon, some small nerve lines are not very good rod core materials. After all, the body of a dragon is there.

"Thank you very much, Ms. Umbridge." Fanlin said, and he nodded gently at Umbridge, and then he saw a magical halo light up on the instrument. .

That was the tracking magic belonging to the Ministry of Magic. This **** trace was once again applied to Fanlin’s wand. Although it was said that the wand would not be with him for long, the object of the wand’s allegiance was Dumbledore. Lin defeated Dumbledore, this and the wand would be completely controlled by him.

But Fanlin didn't have this need at all, he just wanted to leave here quickly. .

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