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In the not-too-spacious box, a middle-aged man with a prominent Slavic-style nose and slightly Asian eyebrows pointed at Harry and muttered something.
Facing the boy's puzzled eyes, Minister Fudge, who had just jumped from one trouble to another, sighed, he could no longer summon up the energy to explain.
Sirius was standing not far away, discussing something with the Malfoys, his every move was quite aristocratic.
Fudge far underestimated how quickly the Crouch family scandal would come to light. In fact, by the time he got the report, the relevant news had already spread throughout the major families in England.
Therefore, the Ministry of Magic showed unprecedented efficiency, preparing all relevant materials that night, and restored Sirius's reputation during the next day's discussion, and returned some of the Black family's "escrow" properties——
That was all Fudge could do.
Sirius didn't bother much. The revival of a family should not start with aggression. There were too many people waiting for Black's attitude. It was not a smart idea to force all the partisans into a group.
It will be a long time in the future, and there are reasons why the Black family can be passed down for a long time.
But Fudge was relieved when he had to face another problem, which was the Quidditch World Cup.
England hadn't been to the finals for many years, so both the official and non-governmental organizations attached great importance to this event, and most of the related work was in charge of the International Magical Cooperation Department and the Magical Sports Department.
As we all know, Ludo Bagman, the director of the Department of Magical Sports and Sports... It doesn't matter if we don't mention it, so in fact, most of the work is taken by the old Crouch of the Department of International Magical Cooperation, and only Fudge himself can take the lead.
Of course, I'm afraid he still wants to stay away from the minister's office and hide for a few days.
But there were some flaws in Fudge's prediction. For example, the Minister did not get the respect he deserved from the Bulgarians.These guys are always hanging out with their British counterparts, and Fudge is no exception.
For example, Mr. Minister also did not get the respect he deserved from his own people.Most of the people in England who were in charge of specific matters were Crouch's subordinates. Regardless of their standpoints, those wizards who continued the director's hard-working style looked down on Fudge's faction.
This made Fudge very upset, but what had to be done was still to be done, ordinary things could be left to his subordinates, but the Bulgarian Minister of Magic who came today could only be received by Fudge himself.
The problem was that the other party didn't know English, which left Fudge speechless—he also didn't know Bulgarian.
And according to the practice in the magic world, when the leaders of the two sides meet, unless they make an appointment in advance or both parties jointly request on the spot, it is not allowed to unilaterally increase the entourage, and the translation is not allowed.
So like just now, the language barrier between the two parties really made Fudge feel tired.
"Ji Li Gu Lu, Gu Lu Ji Li... Hi, nice to see you here, Mr. Scamander."
Hearing the familiar name, Fudge subconsciously followed the figure of the Bulgarian Minister of Magic and looked at a man and a woman at the door.
"excuse me……"
Aini looked at the enthusiastic man confused, who is this?
"Sorry, Oballenstein Boris Dunov, currently working for the Bulgarian Ministry of Magic, my daughter Delia is obsessed with Transfiguration and is a big fan of yours, she collects every paper you publish, The stack of publications is taller than herself."
The man smiled modestly and stretched out his right hand.
"Nice to meet you too, Mr. Dunov. It's such an honor to have Miss Delia's attention."
Aini also smiled modestly and reached out to shake hands with the man, but inside he was very exciting. He had met many parents of students, but this was the first time for parents of fans.
"you know English!"
Fudge's expression was also wonderful, he looked like a pug in a circus who went through two hundred fire rings in a row, and was hung up on his appetite to figure out how much two plus three equals.
"Don't be mad, man. This is fun, isn't it?"
O'Balenstein perfunctoryly fudged Fudge's words without sincerity, and when he turned his gaze back to Aini, he regained the enthusiasm he had just had.
"Professor Scamander, can you sign your autograph for me? Please help a father who has made his daughter angry. If I can get your autograph, the cute little princess will definitely wash a plate of cherries for her father. Maybe you can even get a kiss sweeter than a cherry.”
The man's voice became louder and louder, almost attracting the attention of everyone in the box.
"I'm willing to serve, so, can I do it now?"
Looking at O'Ballenstein who was making the petition, Aini couldn't help but smile, feeling a little fonder for this witty father who was straightforward and unaffected.
"Of course, thank you very much."
O'Ballenstein shook his head again and again in agreement, as if he couldn't wait to get this gift for his daughter.
"Well, I thought maybe a special gift would make your daughter happier."
Aini rejected the pictorial from O'Ballenstein, and took out a piece of magic wood from his pocket. Under the magic power, the small half of the square wood formed a pillar-shaped base, holding a group of constantly shifting creations on it.
From simple form transformation, material transformation, to complex life transformation, every 12 seconds, the creation above will change form.
[To my lovely little princess Delia——Aeneas A. Scamander]
After signing, Aini handed the small gift to Obalenstein, and received another wave of thanks.
Seeing that the exchange between the two had come to an end, everyone who was waiting reservedly stepped forward one after another.
After a brief exchange of greetings, Aini politely apologized and stepped aside before Ludo Bagman squeezed over.
"Don't you like Mr. Bagman?"
Harry asked quietly.
"No, I just don't want to deal with people who make bad bets."
"Oh~ Annie, Mom will definitely agree with you, but we feel that Ludo is a good person."
Fred came over quietly and said "Mummy" in a loud voice. When George looked over at Mrs. Weasley, he quietly put a small stick on her robe. clip.
Ani glanced at Fred without saying anything. When he and George asked Bagman for gold galleons, they knew how good this "good guy" was, and now he wouldn't listen.
"what!"
Accompanied by the sudden shrill female voice, waves of low shouts resounded in the box.
Mrs. Weasley's original plain robes suddenly turned into gorgeous dresses, and the colors were constantly changing, making her the center of everyone's attention.
"Hey Mom, this is our gift, do you like it?"