Living peacefully at Hogwarts

Chapter 20 Break up
Why did Severus Snape appear here?
Very simple.

He's here to support the students.

Of course, he won't admit it to himself.

"Klein's talent is beyond doubt."

Snape walked into the room, regardless of whether the round-faced old guy opposite was the Minister of Magic or not, he spoke with a deadpan expression, as if stating the simplest fact.

"Professor Severus Snape, I don't think there is any need for you to appear here."

With a cold snort, Cornelius Fudge's tone was rather unfriendly.

After all, he was a powerful figure, and he didn't have to give anyone a good look except Dumbledore.

"Ah."

Snape lifted his chin slightly, revealing his sullen face beneath his greasy hair.

It couldn't be more obvious what he meant.

I'm here, what can you do?

"Damn!"

Seeing Snape's sneering world-weary face, Cornelius Fudge couldn't help cursing inwardly.

Is there something wrong with each of them?
Laugh this and laugh that.

Shouldn't he be respected as the Minister of Magic?
"Ahem, minister, let's talk about business first."

The accompanying secretary saw the rage in his minister's heart, so he had no choice but to change the subject to ease the heavy atmosphere.

Have no idea.

In other people's territory, even if their Ministry of Magic represents the government, they have to be careful.

One is "The Greatest Wizard" Dumbledore, and the other is "Potion Master" Severus Snape.

Neither are simple characters.

This is to tear the skin off.
The little secretary shivered unconsciously.

"Hey, let's get back to business. The Ministry of Magic decided unanimously that the inventor of the "Improved Healing Curse" is Klein Grindelwald himself."

With that said, Cornelius Fudge glanced at Klein.

"I can't provide clear evidence to prove that I am a spell reformer, so I temporarily postpone the award of the Medal of Merlin Third Class."

absurd!

This was Klein's first inner reaction.

The so-called "Ministry of Magic" probably refers to Cornelius Fudge himself.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling a little helpless.

Dumbledore has to carry this pot~
"Ha ha."

The old man was still smiling, but there was no trace of anger on his body.

"Whether the medal is awarded or not should have nothing to do with the Ministry of Magic. The responsibility of the Ministry of Magic is to test and promote the spell, not to make a decision."

Suddenly, Professor McGonagall spoke in a deep voice.

"Sirs of Merlin" is the only outstanding wizarding group in the world that is not under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Magic but is recognized by the magic world.

In fact, Cornelius Fudge himself has no right to interfere in the internal affairs of the jazz group.

"But the Ministry of Magic has the right to supervise and protect minor wizards."

If you can't control it, you can control it hard. Cornelius Fudge's attitude is very tough.

Even if he knew that this was an absurdity, his desire for control had been magnified infinitely under the influence of brain-filled conspiracy theories. Whatever Dumbledore wanted to promote, he must stop.

Oppose for the sake of opposing!
"It's against the rules and the Ministry of Magic can't do this."

Professor McGonagall still refused to back down.

"absurd."

Snape also snorted coldly, and looked at the officials of the Ministry of Magic with an unkind expression.

But at this moment, Dumbledore, who had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke.

"There, Minerva, Severus."

He shook his head, glanced at Klein who was silent and trying to pretend to be a good boy, and finally set his eyes on Cornelius Fudge who was opposite him.

"Thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to announce the news yourself, Connelly. Have a nice day, then."

If you don't open your mouth, you will be punished, and once you open your mouth, you will see off the guests.

Dumbledore deliberately emphasized the word "pleasant".

Although he was laughing, everyone in the room could feel the anger hidden behind those words.

"I will."

Not to be outdone, Cornelius Fudge replied, the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, and he walked out of the room first, holding on to his bowler hat.The rest of the Ministry of Magic officials naturally did not dare to relax, and followed their ministers to leave the principal's office.

By the way, no one sent them.

"Principal, this is not fair."

After those annoying ghosts left, Professor McGonagall spoke again, with both dissatisfaction with the Ministry of Magic and sympathy for Klein in his eyes.

In all intrigues 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, took a sip happily, and at the same time he did not forget to call Professor McGonagall and Snape to sit down, with an extremely relaxed expression.

"headmaster!"

Professor McGonagall raised her tone. Now she is not in the mood to taste the sweet and greasy honey tea.

Snape didn't refuse, and sat on the sofa without saying a word.

"Professor McGonagall, thank you for defending me so much, but the Ministry of Magic's making things difficult is not a problem, um. Actually, it's not a problem at all."

Seeing Dumbledore's appearance of sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai and unwilling to explain further, Klein sighed and had no choice but to comfort the upright and serious Professor McGonagall.

Cornelius Fudge thinks that occupying the commanding heights of the official position can constrain him, oh, no, is it constraining Dumbledore?
Apparently, the round-faced "power freak" forgot the most important point.
"Minerva, as you said, the Ministry of Magic has no right to decide on the awarding of the Merlin Medal. They say it's powerful, but in fact they can only refuse to promote Klein's "improved healing spell".

Cornelius Fudge, that old friend of mine obviously takes too much power in his hands. "

Dumbledore smiled, his gray beard trembling.

"I am a member of the jazz troupe, and I am qualified to recommend Klein to join the jazz troupe.

Having said that, the reason why he took the route of the Ministry of Magic was only to obtain official affirmation and make Klein's honor even more justifiable. "

"what do you mean"

Professor McGonagall was taken aback for a moment, and he came to his senses.

"I can directly write letters to invite other members of the jazz group to visit Hogwarts. According to regulations, as long as there are more than five members of the jazz group who affirm Klein's contribution to the magic world, they can be directly awarded the Merlin Medal."

Meeting Professor McGonagall's eyes, Dumbledore nodded affirmatively.

Applying for the Order of Merlin through the Ministry of Magic is just to get endorsement and to promote the spell.

Cornelius Fudge made such a move for his own selfish desire. Apart from the absurdity, Dumbledore only found it funny.

Someone has fallen into the quagmire of desire and can't get out
Guess who will be infamous when Klein's "Improved Healing Curse" is promoted not by the Ministry of Magic but by the Jazz Corps?
Anyway, it won't be him.

"Then, I say goodbye."

The matter was perfectly resolved, and Snape, who had been sitting quietly on the sofa, took the initiative to leave.

Before leaving, he glanced at Klein, paused, and deliberately lowered his voice to give instructions.

"Remember, Grindelwald, don't be immersed in the honor and cannot extricate yourself. You must know that if you fail to complete the homework, you will end up miserable."

(End of this chapter)