All things are three at Hogwarts

After putting down the letter, Allen secretly praised Mr. Harris.

With the Fudge and Crouch factions at war, Mr. Harris couldn't have taken advantage of the opportunity to grow stronger.

Allen can almost predict that there will be a blowout in media reports tomorrow, and the incident of Ackles' dismissal will probably become a feast for reporters.

Crouch's power will definitely be weakened. Fudge will not miss this opportunity, and the same will naturally be true for Mr. Harris.

At present, the Ministry of Magic still finds it difficult to compete with Fudge and Crouch.

Allen's thoughts changed and he thought of the training organization he established at Hogwarts.

Among them, there are many outstanding students who will graduate this year. Many of them want to be employed in the Ministry of Magic, and they are willing to move closer to Mr. Harris.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the momentum of Mr. Harris's family is growing day by day. Only a fool would confront such a family. Even if they cannot make friends, they will not become enemies.

Allen intended to select some of them and provide the list to Mr. Harris so that he could install them.

But Penello was about to graduate, and that day she said she wanted to be an Auror...

Allen thought of this, sat down at the desk, took out a piece of parchment, and picked up a pen to write a reply to Mr. Harris.

There is no doubt that in Allen's mind, Penelo is the most trustworthy, and she has outstanding abilities. As long as she is supported by someone, she can quickly make a career.

Maybe this year's World Cup is a good time...

Allen thought of the unrest among the Death Eaters at the World Cup, and suddenly felt worried.

Although Penello is very powerful, what if he faces a ruthless, cunning and treacherous Death Eater?

After all, she just graduated!

Compared with Penello, Albert, as an elite Auror, can actively apply to participate in the security work of the World Cup. This is an opportunity to make meritorious deeds.

Thinking of this, Allen felt no sleepiness at all, and he felt that he had to be more prepared.

He wanted to design a uniform uniform for Aurors, which could be produced first for use by Albert's men. Once Albert has complete control over the Aurors, he can immediately force them all to equip themselves.

Allen believes that day is very near.

After tying the written letter to the strange owl's leg, Allen watched it fly past the window with the letter and disappear into the night.

Benny grunted dissatisfiedly on the side, turned around, and turned his back to Allen.

Allen smiled and shook his head, and continued to write and draw on the paper.

Just like that, time slipped past his rustling pen on the paper and slipped away from his contemplative eyes.

It was late at night when Alan stopped to admire his work.

Suddenly, Allen's brows frowned.

He felt that he couldn't take it for granted, and doing things behind closed doors was the most undesirable thing.

So, he took out another piece of parchment and quickly wrote on it.

Allen rolled up the parchment and the drawings he had designed before, and tied them to the particularly excited Benny's leg.

Benny's little eyes were bright, his head held high, and he was full of air. He seemed to have made up his mind to show Alan that he was the best postman.

After doing all this, sleepiness came over him. Allen no longer waited for a reply and simply fell asleep.

When he woke up the next day, Benny had been waiting for a long time.

Allen touched its head apologetically and untied the letter from its bark.

When it comes to combat equipment, no one has more say than the Aurors who have been through life and death.

Albert's reply was very brief. He would summarize the problems encountered by other experienced Aurors during the mission as soon as possible, and then combine his thoughts on the drawings and inform Allen.

At breakfast, when the owls brought various newspapers to Allen, as expected, almost every newspaper reported Alex's dismissal in the most conspicuous place.

Fudge's photo took up most of the front page.

He seemed very distressed and repeatedly said: "The Ministry of Magic will give full play to its public service functions, insist on putting service first, highlight service concepts, and improve management levels in service."

Fudge waved his arm and made a guarantee: "Anyone who takes advantage of his position to seek personal gain with power will be severely punished."

"And Alex Morgan is the most typical example. Taking this opportunity, I also hope that all departments can be honest and give full play to their functions."

Behind Fudge's photo was a photo of Alex. The witch looked confused, hugged a large cardboard box, and left the Ministry of Magic in despair.

Poor people must be hateful. When Allen saw this picture, he didn't think she had anything to be pitiful about. Everyone must be responsible for their original choices.

At the same time, Allen did not feel any pleasure in his heart. For him, training, learning, and design had occupied too much of his mind, and he really had no time to waste emotion and energy on an irrelevant person.

Allen felt like a top, spinning constantly and seemingly never stopping.

For Allen, this doesn't mean dull, dull and tiring. On the contrary, endless exploration and study gave him a great sense of accomplishment and fun.

Albert moved very quickly. After Allen finished his day of study and training, he returned to the dormitory and received his reply.

The letter not only contained a summary of the problems encountered by the Aurors, Albert's suggestions, and even brought Mr. Harris's proposal.

Mr. Harris's proposal was very simple. He said: "He doesn't care about the design of the clothes, but one thing must be done."

The thing Mr. Harris is talking about is appearance.

He does not require the material or design of the clothing, because he does not need to consider these.

From the perspective of a politician, he believes that the uniforms designed must be very handsome, as handsome as possible, even if it costs more money.

Allen thought for a moment and understood Mr. Harris's intention.

Mr. Harris's words are very tacky, but they are the most humane.

Because he is handsome, he attracts many outstanding young people to join the team.

Allen smiled and added a belt to his design, which would make the wearer, no matter what his body shape, feel very energetic as long as he puts it on.

However, Allen always likes to make the best use of everything. He designed some exquisite and useful crests and buckles on the belt, so that he can hang wands and potions.

Thinking of Mr. Harris's words, Allen added copper buttons, epaulettes, patch pockets, straps and large stand-up lapels to the drawings.

Allen picked up the summary list of problems reported by the Aurors and found that almost all Aurors randomly matched their equipment based on their own preferences and experience when going on missions.

This made him more determined to design a beautiful and practical Auror uniform.