Living peacefully at Hogwarts
Chapter 20
Why, Severus Snape will be here?
It''s simple.
He came to support the students.
Of course, he won''t admit it himself.
"Klein''s talent is beyond doubt."
Snape walked into the room, regardless of whether the round faced old man opposite was the Minister of magic or not. His expressionless mouth seemed to be stating the simplest fact.
"Professor Severus Snape, I don''t think you need to be here."
A cold hum, Connelly Fudge''s tone was rather bad.
After all, he is a high-ranking figure. He doesn''t have to give anyone a good face except Dumbledore.
"Oh."
Snape raised his chin slightly, revealing his gloomy face under his long greasy hair.
His meaning can''t be more obvious.
I''ve come. What can you do?
"Damn it!"
See Snape''s cynical face, Connelly Fudge could not help scolding in his heart.
Is there something wrong with each one?
This one laughs and that one laughs.
Shouldn''t he be respected as the Minister of magic?
"Cough, minister, let''s talk about business first."
The accompanying Secretary saw the anger of his minister and had to change the topic to ease the heavy atmosphere.
No way.
In other people''s territory, even if their ministry of magic represents the official, they have to be careful.
One is Dumbledore, the "greatest wizard", and the other is Severus, the "potion master" Snape.
Are not simple roles.
If you tear your face
The little secretary shivered unconsciously.
"Well, back to business, the Ministry of magic unanimously decided that the inventor of the" improved healing spell ", that is, Klein Greenwald himself... "
Said cornelli Fudge glanced at Klein.
"I can''t provide clear evidence to prove that I am a spell reformer, so I temporarily push the issuance of Merlin''s third level medal."
Ridiculous!
This was Klein''s sudden, Professor McGonagall said in a deep voice.
"Merlin jazz group" is the only international excellent wizard group that is not under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of magic but recognized by the magic world.
In fact, Cornell Fudge himself had no right to interfere in the internal affairs of the jazz.
"But... The Ministry of magic has the right to supervise and protect minor wizards."
If you can''t control it, you can control it, cornelli Fudge''s attitude is very tough.
Even though he knew that this was unreasonable, the desire for control had been magnified infinitely under the action of brain tonic conspiracy theory. Whatever Dumbledore wanted to promote, he must stop it.
Oppose for the sake of opposition!
"It''s against the rules. The Ministry of magic can''t do that."
Professor McGonagall still refused to give in.
"Absurd."
Snape also snorted coldly and looked at the officials of the Ministry of magic.
But just then Dumbledore, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.
"All right, Mileva, Severus."
He shook his head, looked at Klein, who was silent and trying to pretend to be a good child, and finally looked at Connelly opposite On fudge.
"Thank you for coming to inform me in your busy schedule, Cornell. Then, have a nice day."
If you don''t open your mouth, you''ll see off the guests as soon as you open your mouth.
Dumbledore deliberately accentuated the word "happy".
Although he was laughing, anyone in the room could feel the anger behind the words.
"I will."
Unwilling to be outdone, Cornell replied Fudge took the lead out of the room holding his bowler hat. Naturally, the other officials of the Ministry of magic did not dare to neglect and left the principal''s office with their own Minister.
By the way, no one sent them.
"Headmaster, it''s not fair."
Professor McGonagall opened his mouth again after the annoying ghosts left, with both dissatisfaction with the Ministry of magic and sympathy for Klein.
In all plots and games, children are always innocent.
"Yes."
Dumbledore nodded, and the deliberately disguised anger disappeared without a trace.
He picked up the teacup in front of him and sipped happily. At the same time, he didn''t forget to ask Professor McGonagall and Snape to sit down. His expression was very relaxed.
"Headmaster!"
Professor McGonagall raised her tone. Now she is not in the mood to taste the sweet and boring honey tea.
Snape didn''t refuse and sat on the sofa without saying a word.
"Professor McGonagall, thank you for defending me, but the difficulty of the Ministry of magic is not a problem, um... In fact, it''s not a problem at all."
Seeing Dumbledore sitting on the Diaoyutai and unwilling to explain more, Klein sighed and had to appease Professor McGonagall, who was honest and serious.
Cornelli Fudge thinks he can be restrained by occupying the commanding height of the official position. Oh, no, Dumbledore?
Obviously, the round faced "power maniac" has forgotten the most important point
"Mileva, as you said, the Ministry of magic has no right to decide on the award of the Merlin medal. What they say is powerful. In fact, they can only refuse to promote Klein''s" improved healing spell ".
Cornelli Fudge, my old friend obviously takes his power too seriously. "
Dumbledore smiled, his gray beard trembling.
"I am a member of the Jazz corps and am qualified to recommend Klein to the Jazz Corps.
In other words, the reason for taking the path of the Ministry of magic is just to get official recognition and make Klein''s honor more justifiable. "
"You mean..."
Professor McGonagall was a little stunned and some reacted.
"I can directly write to invite other jazz members to visit Hogwarts. According to the regulations, as long as more than five Jazz members affirm clay''s contribution to the magic world, they can directly award the Merlin medal."
Facing Professor McGonagall''s eyes, Dumbledore nodded affirmatively.
Applying for the Merlin medal through the Ministry of magic is just to get endorsement to promote the spell.
Cornelli Besides being absurd, Dumbledore only felt funny when fudge came out for his own selfish desires.
Someone has fallen into the mire of desire and can''t get out
Guess who will be cursed after Klein''s "improved healing curse" is not promoted through the Ministry of magic, but through the joint promotion of the Jazz troupe?
Anyway, it won''t be him.
"Well, I''m leaving."
The matter was solved perfectly, and Snape, who had been sitting quietly on the sofa, took the initiative to leave.
Before leaving, he looked at Klein, paused, deliberately lowered his voice and gave an order.
"Remember, Greenwald, don''t immerse yourself in honor... You know, it''s a terrible end if you can''t finish your homework."