The Rise of the Muggles at Hogwarts

Talks in the Prime Minister's Office continue.

On the other side, on the Thames in London.

The end of August is a busy time for business.

This river, which has nurtured the splendid English civilization, is now full of busy merchant ships.

On its upper reaches, many places of interest are located on the riverside.

Such as Eton, Oxford, Henley and Windsor.

The headquarters of MI[-] is also located in the Victoria District Building on the Thames River.

It was midsummer at this time, and the sun shone on the quiet river with considerable heat.

Golden ripples undulate with the wind.

A white kitten lay lazily and comfortably on the shore basking in the sun.

It was a petite bird with a pair of blue eyes, as penetrating as gems.

The kitten opened its mouth lazily and let out a "aiming" cry. The sound revealed a hint of cunning, as if it wanted to attract someone's attention.

Soon, its temptation succeeded, and a figure walked over.

The man was wearing a standard suit and had a slender figure.

He knelt down and reached out to stroke the kitten's soft fur, with a hint of love in his eyes.

The kitten raised his head and looked at the black shadow, seemingly satisfied, squinting his eyes and enjoying the man's service.

"Meow~"

"Hmph, you feel relaxed and at ease."

Mr. Bond squinted his eyes and looked at the white cat lovingly.

This is no ordinary kitten. Strictly speaking, this cat is also an agent of Section [-].

Responsible for performing some special tasks.

Human-trained kittens have amazing intelligence.

Don't underestimate it.

Speaking of cats, if it were Anthony, the first thing he would think of would naturally be Professor McGonagall.A master of human transfiguration, a magic master who can transform an Animagus into a tabby cat.

Speaking of which, Mr. Bond's job was indeed because of Professor McGonagall.

Since the last time the professor accompanied Anthony to Diagon Alley for shopping.

After returning, MI[-] called up a large number of surveillance cameras in London and discovered with almost no effort that Professor McGonagall had appeared in London just the day before.

It also recruits students, but with different targets.

That's a girl.

A 11-year-old girl.

...

"Mr. Granger, please relax, we don't mean any harm."

At this time, two groups of people were sitting in the living room of the building, one group in suits and each with professional fake smiles on their faces.

The three people on the other side looked a little reserved. Although they were also dressed formally, it was clear from the reserved expressions on their faces that they were just ordinary people.

"Regarding your daughter, I think you may have some misunderstandings about the government." Mr. Bond said calmly and coaxingly.

"It's no secret, your daughter is a wizard, is it?"

"Sir, this is not illegal, is it?" Mr. Granger's expression was a little stiff and his tone was slightly angry.

After all, his family was suddenly taken away by a group of agents, and communication was strictly prohibited along the way. This was clearly an attitude toward prisoners.

He is a dutiful taxpayer and has never done anything illegal.

"I'm sorry, sir, please take a look at this first." As he said that, Mr. Bond awkwardly handed over the document in his hand.

He was also helpless. After all, apart from the top government officials, there were only a few elite agents who knew about the existence of wizards.

The agents who came to contact the Grangers were unaware of the wizard's existence.So in accordance with the rules and regulations, these 'three people' were invited to the headquarters with the intention of arresting criminals.

"Is this?" Mr. Granger looked at the document in his hand and frowned slightly, but it was not because of how much this document restricted them. On the contrary, he was worried because it was too superior.

It was so superior that Mr. Granger even thought it was the bottom line of financial fraud.

Little Hermione, who was sitting next to Mr. Granger, slowly lowered her guard and poked her head, curiously looking at the document in her father's hand.

"National Law on the Protection of Special Talents" - 'Subsidy Regulations'

Weird name?

Hermione murmured in her heart that she had never heard of such a law in England.

On the other side, Mr. Bond was also secretly observing Hermione.

The child's eyes revealed a hint of alertness and vigilance, but there was no look of fear.

This made him sigh with emotion.

No wonder she was chosen, not only because of her identity as a wizard, but more importantly, the child itself was excellent.

If she hadn't been a wizard, Mr. Bond believed, she might have been someone like Lady Dorothy...

Or can it go further?

Become Prime Minister?

An image of Hermione becoming Prime Minister appeared in Mr. Bond's mind for no apparent reason.

He chuckled and shook his head.Get this unrealistic thought out of your head.

It seemed that he really needed to rest for a while. Several days of sleeplessness had already caused him to hallucinate.

...

"Is this all true?"

A few minutes later.

After finally reading the document completely.

Mr. Granger asked in a most skeptical tone.

In this document, there are more than a dozen "study assistance plans" for the little wizard, Ling Ling Zongzong.

To sum it up in one sentence: That’s just throwing money at it.

The most explicit one is that the little wizards will receive a government subsidy every month until.

This is issued directly to the guardian.All Mr. Granger needs to do is leave his bank account and he can enjoy the first payment immediately.

That is not a small number. Maybe this money is of no use in the wizarding world, but it is enough for wizards to live a prosperous life in the Muggle world.

What's more important is that the restrictions on young wizards in this document are simply ridiculously low.There are almost no requirements other than not breaking the law or violating discipline.

This is equivalent to the government spending money for nothing.

Moreover, after these children graduate, if they wish, they will be treated as senior government advisors.

This is a public office!

The kind with a salary and a staff.

Assigning work for free is okay.

Moreover, the consultant's work content is also very easy. Except for magic events, the consultant can choose whether to perform the rest of the work.

There will be bonuses if you implement it, and there will be no punishment if you don't.

Under this 'exaggerated' policy, Mr. Granger couldn't help but feel sorry for the 'wizards' who died at the stake in the Middle Ages.

Who could have imagined that the world would change so much in a few hundred years.

The evil witch suddenly became the favorite of the country.

"It's true!" Mr. Bond nodded solemnly and said affirmatively.

"You don't have to have any doubts because this is not a contract, it's a matter of law."

After a pause, Mr. Bond continued: "You do not need to sign. Once your daughter confirms her identity, she will automatically obtain the above rights. We are just a routine notification."

Routine notification!

Is there such a routine notification?

Mr. Granger rolled his eyes.

A group of agents broke into his house and dragged him to the car without explanation.

If this is considered a routine notification, then such notifications should be dispensed with in the future!