This Hogwarts isn't normal.

The Order of Merlin is awarded by the Wizengamot, an organization that predates the Ministry of Magic and is now a combination of a court and a parliament.

Wizards,

Witness Council,

Wizengamot.

The Chief Warlock is their highest official, and members include many senior officials of the Ministry of Magic and well-known wizards.

As a wizard court, all ten juries are served by them.

In addition to judicial functions, the Wizengamot also has the functions of the Wizards' Parliament, that is, it has legislative power.

For example, during the First Wizarding War, the "Prohibition of Keeping Magical Animals for Experimental Purposes" bill advocated by Newt Scamander;

and the "Muggle Protection Act" recently submitted by Arthur Weiss, all need to be reviewed and revised by them, and finally passed before implementation.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, the Minister of Magic cannot directly interfere with the judgment results.

If you are still worried, you can invite Dumbledore to be a lawyer.

Although the Chief Wizard is a mascot similar to the Queen, he still needs to be given the face he deserves.

In order to restrain the Wizengamot, the Minister of Magic elected by democratic vote has the power to dismiss the Chief Wizard.

So Fudge is not inferior to Dumbledore at all, but he just needs a good reputation when he first takes office.

Such a large department that combines legislation and justice is under the Department of Magical Law Enforcement on the second underground floor.

In addition, the Wizengamot has two neighbors, the Office for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic and the Auror Command. ׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º×

The Office for the Prohibition of Misuse of Muggle Artifacts is also at the end of the corridor on this floor, and its area is even smaller than the broom closet opposite.

It can barely be considered a neighbor.

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Soon after the meeting chaired by Fudge ended, Dumbledore took the elevator to the second floor.

He first greeted Amelia Bones, the director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.

Then he looked at Rufus Scrimgeour, the director of the Auror Office.

"Rufus, what's the result?"

"As usual." Scrimgeour shook his head regretfully. "The content of today's newspaper should be very exciting, right?"

"This is quite low-key."

Griselda Marchbank, the director of the Wizard Examinations Authority and a Wizengamot elder, took a copy of the Daily Prophet from the shelf in the aisle.

She ignored the most conspicuous Gwent card GG and found the content written by Rita on the second page.

Good guy, it's almost exaggerated!

"Albus, let's go to Minister Fudge to ask for an explanation now!"

Dumbledore stood still, "Professor Marchbank, these contents are basically true."

"What?" Marchbank's eyes opened wider than before, "He is just a freshman who has just enrolled!"

Including other members of the Wizengamot, even Director Burns, who had just walked to the door of the office, had disbelief written on his face.

Dumbledore was very calm, "Mr. Wayne is the most interesting little wizard I have ever seen. I would not be surprised if anything happened to him.

Arthur, who was standing at the back, nodded in agreement.

Whether it was the excellent Percy, the naughty Fred and George, or the ordinary Ron, they all spoke highly of Vincent.

Every time his four children wrote to their family, they would almost always mention what the other party had done recently.

Especially those tricks on Draco, he would bring them out to make him happy when he was unhappy.

Dung eggs, boils, high-end soap, fluorescent green...

Just imagining Lucius's angry but helpless expression, he would be full of energy all day.

After Dumbledore's simple introduction, all the staff on the second floor had a general impression of Vincent.

Smart and mature, most of the time like an adult, occasionally acting childish.

"I am looking forward to meeting him." Marchbank completely lost the momentum of going to find Fudge just now.

"I think he is the same. "Dumbledore smiled and pushed open the door of the Wizengamot headquarters, "Professor, please go first."

"You are always so gentlemanly, Albus."

He nodded to the Wizengamot members who walked in one by one.

Burns and the staff of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement also entered the office.

"Arthur, please stay." Dumbledore handed over a document in a manila envelope.

Arthur pulled out the document in confusion, "Made of mithril, a total length of fifteen inches..."

He glanced down at the applicant.

"Vincent Wayne? !"

"This is his registration book." Dumbledore blinked very obscurely.

"Okay, I'll get it done as soon as possible. "Arthur looked quite surprised.

The magic world is not what it used to be.

Most of the silver mines, the main raw material of mithril, have been mined by Muggles.

In fact, there are many more deep underground, but a considerable part of them are in the name of goblins.

It is impossible for a first-year student to get mithril, let alone a Muggle.

There is only one truth!

Dumbledore turned and walked towards Scrimgeour.

"Rufus, are you confident that you can complete the escort mission?"

"No, I should reject Alastor's retirement application."

Scrimgeour relaxed and opened the door of the office with a bitter face.

There are many small compartments inside, and the walls are covered with photos of various sizes.

There are wanted dark wizards, family members and some Quidditch stars.

Dumbledore looked around as if he hadn't seen it for a long time.

He came to the seat that originally belonged to Moody, and reached out to touch the extremely shabby desk.

"Is Alastor okay? I heard that he will help train the Aurors whenever he is free?"

"Yeah." Scrimgeour seemed a little helpless, "This old guy is very enthusiastic, always teaching those young people a lesson in different ways."

"It fits his character very well." Dumbledore walked to the side.

"Oh, is this Dawlish's seat?"

There was a photo frame on the table, which contained a photo of a gray-white man and a woman wearing glasses.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, "I remember that all his S exams were excellent, I didn't expect that so much time has passed."

"He is very good."

Scrimgeour's expression became more bitter, "When the meeting ended just now, Minister Fudge promoted him and asked him to be responsible for the out-of-office work of senior officials in the future."

Moody was mainly responsible for these tasks before he retired.

It's a pity that compared to bodyguards, he prefers to perform front-line missions.

If it weren't for the arrest of Dumbledore at Christmas, he would be absent like Halloween.

"Thank you for your hard work, Rufus."

Scrimgeour shook his head, "I still have confidence, but I just hope that Mr. Scamander can be more straightforward this time and not make a big fuss again."

Dumbledore laughed dumbly, "I believe in Newt's ability, and he is very good at dealing with Kraken."

The one in the black lake of Hogwarts is very docile. It will swim with students, tickle students' feet with its tentacles, and carry freshmen who fall into the lake back to the boat.

Before Newt was expelled from school, this Kraken often took him to the Black Lake to help him study magical creatures such as mermaids and grindylows.

Scrimgeour still believed in Newt's ability.

The premise is that he didn't bring the suitcase.

"I'll tell him."

Even with Dumbledore's promise, the head of the Auror Office was still very uneasy.

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