Hermione, join me as Minister of Magic!

"That's it."

While talking, Major made up his mind that tomorrow he would ask his secretary to move all the paintings around his office far away, so as to show his frugal rather than extravagant work style

"So, how do we get there?" he asked in a drawn-out tone.

"right here."

Lockhart looked around and flicked out his wand after confirming that there was no one around:

"I'll try to be as light as possible, I hope you don't get seasick... Followers appear!"

Chapter 280: Let the Prime Minister Understand Wizard Politics

When Lockhart uttered the spell, the Prime Minister felt as if his body was suddenly grabbed by a giant and stuffed into the drain pipe of the washing machine, and the squeezing feeling spread all over his body.

When he saw the starry sky again and was able to breathe freely, he found himself kneeling on the ground.

Harry's feeling was right. Anyone who experienced Apparation for the first time would have exactly the same feeling as him, that is, being pulled through a thin tube.

As a Muggle, Prime Minister Major felt even worse, especially since he had drunk a lot just now.

So he threw up as a matter of course, and it took a while before he took the palliative from Lockhart's hand.

He swallowed the thing in one gulp, feeling better.

"God, can't you improve this thing and make it a better experience?" Major complained.

"The first time you are born, the second time you are acquainted, you will feel much better when you go back." Lockhart said to him with a smile.

Major resolutely refused: "Go back? Don't be kidding, I'd rather take a taxi.

"Taxi?" Lockhart pretended to be surprised, "Do you have 1000 pounds with you?

Hearing what he said, Major seemed to understand something: "Where are we now?

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He got the answer right away: "In the Scottish Highlands, it's about... well, less than 30 miles in a straight line, and only six miles away from the gold mine you were going to develop."

The appearance of seven hills.

Major glared at him. "That means we're in Scotland now, 400 miles from London. Do you mean that?"

"The thing I admire most about you is that you always figure out the situation you are in very quickly." Lockhart "complimented".

Major slowly got up from the ground, and then took a deep breath.

"Well, this is not London. The air in London is much worse than here. The wizard is really amazing!" He kind of admitted Lockhart's words.

But when he carefully observed the surrounding situation, Major frowned again.

"So... are you going to welcome foreign dignitaries in this wild place 9"

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"Of course not." Lockhart immediately denied, "It's just that the magic around Hogwarts prohibits disapparation, so we have to make a detour here... You see, there is Hogsmeade Resort over there, we can Sit there for a while, and then wait for the principal to pick you up."

—It sounds like Hogsmeade, and the Prime Minister has no objection.

"I've heard those people talk about this place a long time ago. I want to see if it's really that good."

With that said, he followed Lockhart's footsteps and walked towards the brightly lit Hogsmeade.

Major saw the towering "Jack Pea" from a distance, and he knew in his heart that those who had been there were indeed telling the truth.

"Did those people really not realize that you are wizards?" He couldn't help asking, obviously under their noses. "

"It seems so, otherwise we wouldn't have been hidden from Muggles for 300 years," Lockhart replied.

Lockhart took the Prime Minister to the second floor of the newly built cinema, and watched the old movie below from the box: the two chatted for a while over the lemonade brought from the Three Broomsticks, and sobered up by the way.

At this time, the movie theater is playing an American movie "Galthead" from the 80s, the plot of which happens to be about the main character protecting the Queen of England from terrorists.

Major, as an old politician, he felt that Lockhart's behavior was definitely not a coincidence

"I feel that you are trying to integrate into the society of ordinary people, if I guess right?" He asked bluntly.

Lockhart did not deny: "It is true. Some of us believe that wizards cannot be separated from the Muggle world forever, nor can they keep their secrets forever."

If it was any other wizard, it might be a bit difficult for him to understand what Lockhart said, but Major was different, he, who was steeped in political struggles during the Chinese New Year, immediately understood the subtext of Lockhart's words.

"That is to say, there are still a group of people who oppose it? Is that what you mean?" Lockhart smiled: "I am surprised by your tact, Your Excellency. Indeed, there are also a group of extremists among us wizards. Very high, I think that wizards and people who don't know magic belong to two species, and "pure blood" wizards belong to a naturally noble existence, followed by mixed blood. Worst of all, as for people who are completely non-magic...well, you can imagine."

Major nodded knowingly: "No surprise, I should have thought of it a long time ago... The theory of bloodlines has always been very popular in human history. Especially you wizards are such a special...species, so this extraordinary ability Linking to lineage is easy to think about.

If I'm not mistaken, those who advocate "pure blood nobility", the same

There will also be political and economic claims to the power and status commensurate with this lineage. "

"It couldn't be more true." Lockhart held up the iced lemon juice in his hand instead of the wine, and toasted Major, "The person I will bring you to meet later is the banner and the most anti-blood theory among all wizards." Pioneer... oh, here he comes. "

Just as he was talking, Dumbledore appeared on the second floor of the cinema as agreed in advance.

Seeing Dumbledore's arrival, there was a commotion among the surrounding wizards, which was not there when they saw Lockhart and Major just now.

Major felt instinctively that this grey-haired and bearded old man must be a big shot in wizarding circles.

Lockhart quickly stood up and introduced Dumbledore to Major.

"This is the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Mr. Albus Dumbledore, who is over 120 years old this year. The status in the world is equivalent to Montgomery's armies plus Faraday plus Churchill... Do you understand when I say that?"

"Very concise and easy to understand."

With that, Major stood up and went to shake Dumbledore's hand.

Dumbledore didn't care about the Muggle Prime Minister's attitude. In fact, if Lockhart hadn't said this was crucial, he would have even planned to ignore Prime Minister Major.

"Welcome to Hogwarts, Your Excellency... If everything is ready, let's go!" he said dryly.

Lockhart saw that the time was almost up, so he nodded.

In Major's surprised eyes, a flash of fire flashed, and Phoenix Fawkes appeared from the void, and then landed on Dumbledore's shoulder.

"Grab one of its feet, or its tail feathers," Lockhart reminded the Prime Minister.

"This, this is..."

"It's a phoenix, Your Excellency, a very rare magical creature, but it is now a useless bird that only naps by the fireplace in the principal's office." Lockhart joked.

In retaliation, Fawkes gave Lockhart a hard paw as he teleported the trio to Hogwarts' lakeside pier.

Chapter 280 Introduction

In order to welcome foreign distinguished guests, Hogwarts students, led by the deans, came to the pier by the lake.

The house elves set up a temporary welcome stage in front of the pier, and placed the Dean's desk on it, and lit the indicator lights similar to those commonly used by airport ground commanders in the open space.

The students who lined up were discussing a lot, because after seeing the battle, it seemed that people from the other schools didn't intend to honestly use the Portkey to come over.

Fudge felt a little uncomfortable, because his original plan was indeed to send the finished Portkeys over, and let the other party's students come over in batches.

But all the wizarding schools replied that they decided to solve the traffic problem themselves, and the British Ministry of Magic only needed to open the entry permit.

Especially Durmstrang, Karkaroff wrote back directly, saying "I don't want to follow in the footsteps of the Bulgarians", which did not give Fudge any face.

This can't help but make Fudge secretly hate - as long as everyone has something to understand, why do they have to say it?

It was precisely because of these unhappiness that Fudge did not come to receive these principals today. However, after the media officially started reporting on the opening game, he should still come, because he would not let go of any opportunity to show his face.

Since Fudge did not come to participate, Lockhart would not have any psychological barriers in inviting the Muggle Prime Minister. Otherwise, after the "Prime Minister" gave a speech as the "Prime Minister", Fudge, the "Minister", would become a joke.

As the time gradually approached the agreed time, a Fengming sound suddenly came from the seat in the middle of the Dean's big table.

Everyone looked towards the place where the phoenix sound was coming out, and found that it was their principal's seat.

straight.

I saw a flash of fire at the place where the phoenix sounded, and after the fire passed, Albus Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts, appeared there, accompanied by Gilderoy Lockhart , and a middle-aged man they didn't know.

The middle-aged man stretched his body comfortably, and then began to glance around.

"Ah, I like this way of traveling. It's very warm, and it feels light and comfortable. It's much better than the experience of being stuffed into the sewer just now."

Fox flapped his wings, even in the face of the Muggle Prime Minister's compliments, he was still flattered or humiliated - in the past many years, it has long been used to such compliments.

"I think so too." Dumbledore continued, "so that after getting used to his service, I suspect that my level of manifestation may not be as good as that of ordinary wizards."

As he spoke, he waved his hand lightly, and a high chair covered with blue velvet appeared in front of the big table of the deans.

"Sit down, please," Dumbledore beckoned.

"Thank you, but I want to say hello to these people first."

While talking, Major extended his hand to Professor McGonagall, the oldest of the four.

After listening to Lockhart's brief introduction to the political circles of the wizarding world, Major was determined to show himself as the Prime Minister in front of the wizards.

Lockhart followed decisively, and began to introduce these deans to Major:

"This is Professor Minerva McGonagall, the head of Gryffindor College with courage and perseverance. She grew up in the Muggle countryside of Cairns County and is good at transfiguration. If she wants, she can Turn all the iron gates in Downing Street into shower curtains... Just kidding, she wouldn't do that..."

"Thank you for your honest evaluation, Gilderoy." Professor McGonagall interrupted Lockhart's rambling introduction in time.

Professor McGonagall's first love when he was young, Dougal McGregor, was also a Muggle, and she grew up in a rural area where Muggles were mixed, so she would not be as curious about the Muggle Prime Minister as others .

But she didn't know that the most critical part of what Lockhart said just now was "growing up in a Muggle village", so that the Prime Minister could understand her position.

Sure enough, Major understood Lockhart's hint.

"Hello, Ms. McGonagall. Although I don't know magic, we all hope to make this world a better place." He followed up immediately.

Major's quick response made Lockhart look sideways—being able to say the most appropriate words with such limited information, it seems that he always has his advantages in being Prime Minister.

Next came Professor Flitwick of Ravenclaw, whom Lockhart bent slightly to introduce.

"Professor Flitwick, the dean of Ravenclaw College famous for his wisdom and seeking knowledge, has half the blood of goblins. This college is also the one I graduated from. Professor Flitwick not only taught me how to seek knowledge , and taught me a lot of principles of life..."

It didn't take Lockhart to finish his sentence, Major heard the strings and knew the meaning - it turned out that the old dean's political position was in the same line as Lockhart's.

"It's a pleasure to meet you. In the face of appetite and sensual pleasure, man and beast are no different. The only thing that distinguishes us is that when we are full of food and drink, we will also think and pursue the truth. Salute to you who pursue the truth. Mr Levy."

As he spoke, Major bent down to shake hands with Flitwick

Professor Flitwick was curious about the Muggle Prime Minister - due to his appearance

Before that, Flitwick seldom had direct contact with Muggles, let alone high-level Muggles in politics.

But when he actually met the Muggle Prime Minister, he realized that he was no different from a wizard, at least on the outside.And when Major showed his humility, he naturally wouldn't begrudge his welcome.

"Welcome to Hogwarts, Mr. Major, I believe that a wise elder like you will also bring a lot of useful advice to the world."

Professor Sprout is also very curious, but her curiosity is not directly on the face, but a little reserved.

After all, he was playing with flowers and plants in a greenhouse, so his interpersonal skills were somewhat lacking.

But Major had seen a lot of people like this, and when he saw Professor Sprout's reaction, he thought she was the old ladies who grew cabbage in the countryside when he went to the countryside for election.

So he immediately showed his enthusiasm and easy-going, and immediately opened Professor Sprout's heart. When they finished communicating, Lockhart felt that Sprout had even regarded Major as his neighbor .

The last one was Snape, and Lockhart had to remind him a few more words.

"This is the dean of Slytherin, a college that takes it as its mission to cultivate students' lofty aspirations, and is also the most 'aristocratic' college. said Lockhart to Snape's face.

— Listening to the phrase "noble breath", how could Major fail to understand the position of this academy.So after "touching" his hands with interest, he sat down in his seat

Snape was still thinking about how to speak to make this Muggle retreat, but this Muggle was obviously much smarter than he imagined, and he was also very knowledgeable, which saved him a lot of trouble.

Snape's childhood was spent in the Muggle slum-Spider's End Alley, no

Having the experience didn't improve his sense of Muggles

On the contrary, as a "freak", he is often bullied by the children in the neighborhood.Moreover, he and his mother were often abused by Muggle fathers, so Snape's impression of Muggles became worse because of his childhood.

When he saw the Muggle Prime Minister, Snape didn't give him a face on the spot, which was already a show of self-restraint.After all, in a sense, the people in the slums are largely reduced to that point because of the inaction of government officials.

It's not that Snape didn't know that the Prime Minister could bring him huge profits, but he couldn't do it in front of his students, so a cold and polite greeting was the limit of what he could do.

In order not to embarrass the Prime Minister, Lockhart changed the topic in time to fulfill his duty of "tour guide".

"Principal, when will people from other schools enter?"

Dumbledore knew he was talking nonsense, because the entry methods of those schools had already been sent to the Ministry of Magic.

"Right now, the first one should be... Beauxbatons."