The Rise of the Muggles at Hogwarts

"Haha, I understand." Rita Skeeter said with a smile.

How could she not hear that inexplicable threatening tone?

However, Rita Skeeter was just a little frightened. She was slightly surprised by the cooperation between the Ministry of Magic and the Muggle government, but she was really afraid...

That would be underestimating her, Rita Skeeter.

As a "famous" reporter for the Daily Prophet, she has covered dozens of private reports if not a hundred. She has received more than one death threat.

But she is still alive and well.

In addition to the guarantee of the "Daily Prophet", more importantly, she has the handle of those high-ranking officials. Rita Skeeter can always get the dirty secrets that they hide in the dark. , which is why she is still alive.

Then a sneer appeared on her face.

Naturally, this brief change of mood was seen by Sir Humphrey.

hehe!This is a self-righteous, somewhat clever, 'idiot' reporter.

Of course he knows, or in other words, he understands who those reporters are.The Prime Minister has to negotiate with the BBC simply because they have some confidential documents internally.

But everyone still has a bottom line when doing things, and they will not betray their skin.

But if a reporter jumps too much, they still have countless ways to get those annoying flies.

"Okay, I will consider your suggestion." Rita Skeeter said dismissively.

Then he turned to look at Sir Humphrey, "Recently, the Muggle government seems to be very interested in magical things, and the minister is constantly giving in. There are voices in the wizarding society. They say: Minister Barty Cratchit is just a puppet of the Muggles. In this regard What do you think?"

"Oh! This is a very sophisticated question." Sir Humphrey leaned back slightly, crossed his hands, and said slowly: "I had a conversation with Minister Barty Cratchit about the current situation. An informal discussion, a thorough and candid exchange of views, resulted in a series of plans that ultimately led to a variety of feasible research objectives.

After proceeding on this basis, we came to the conclusion that there are some other solutions that may be able to cautiously supplement the established guidelines under certain circumstances to achieve common ground while reserving differences and find a way to enable both parties to compromise, accept and cooperate with each other.

If both parties can follow through and make appropriate concessions at the same time, and if the situation permits, conditions may eventually be created to achieve a solution that satisfies both parties, whether the process is correct or not. "

"..."

"What are you talking about?" Rita Skeeter was stunned, with a confused look on her face.

"I said, our meeting was very pleasant!"

"Happy? What about the content?" she then asked.

"Oh! That's not something I, a public servant in society, can reveal. It's all a big shot's strategy. I'm just a humble civil servant."

"..."

"One more thing..." Suddenly Sir Humphrey was slightly serious and slowly stood in front of Anthony. "According to British law, underage members of the royal family are not allowed to be interviewed by the media." (Nonsense, anyway. Rita Skeeter doesn't know.)

"Although His Highness Anthony is a student at Hogwarts, before that, he was first and foremost a prince of Britain."

As he said that, he lowered his head and gave Anthony a look, and the latter also understood, got up directly, and walked out with Harry, Hermione and the others.

"But... wait!" yelled Rita Skeeter, who hadn't asked anything yet, especially Harry Potter, which was such big news.

"Okay, madam, you have got what you want. After all, they are only thirteen or fourteen-year-old children. Being able to defeat such a terrible enemy is not the best material in itself?" Sir Humphrey is still exposed. He smiled that iconic smile, then turned his head and left Professor Abandoned.

In a flash, Rita Skeeter was the only one left in the professor. She had a gloomy face and stared fiercely at Sir Humphrey's leaving figure, as well as the children in front of her. In an instant, she had a plan in mind, and the corner of her mouth A smile rose.

...

In the corridor, Anthony looked at Sir Humphrey with great pleasure. He had to say that this eloquent man really had nothing to say. The entire civil service system, except for Sir Frank Gordon, the permanent secretary of the Ministry of Finance, and the outgoing devil , no one is his opponent.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Sir." This time, Anthony really wasn't just saying it. At least he was helped to get rid of Rita Skeeter, although based on his understanding of that woman, she would definitely not He gave up, but after hearing her stupid question, he was indeed quite happy.

"Yeah, I didn't expect that one day we would meet here."

"I was shocked!" Harry interjected.

"What have you been busy with lately?" Anthony asked.

"Well, look out to the world, Your Highness." Sir Humphrey said ambiguously.

"Looking out to the world? What happened outside?"

"It's not a big deal. A few months ago, Brazil's new President Lula announced that he would cancel the large defense order (Trident?) placed in the United States to save money to improve domestic unemployment.

Ten months ago, Portugal's new Prime Minister Barroso announced that he would cut public spending by closing a number of redundant public institutions, many of which were established years ago to solve problems that no longer exist. "

"Haha, I think they should first set up a new review department, and then recruit new people to study related issues and make reports. After nine to ten months of research, consultation and exchanges, they found that there are only a few public institutions It was redundant (about a dozen people lost their jobs, but temporarily as they were immediately recruited into the new organization).

The new agency now has hundreds of employees and its purpose has just been restructured into an ongoing study of waste in government-funded "agencies." "Anthony talked while walking. These are old tricks of civil servants. He could tell a lot with his eyes closed.

Hearing the sound, Sir Humphrey's walking body obviously paused, and his expression was full of astonishment. He looked down at Anthony in surprise, and did not understand that His Highness the Prince, who was far away from government affairs and even in the magical world, How could he be so clear about their methods?

He was silent for a moment and then said slowly, "Has Your Highness considered becoming a civil servant in the future?"

"Me?" Anthony shook his head and said, "Let's forget it. I'm too lazy to do anything that takes too much time on my head. I'd better study my magic."

"Everyone has his own ambitions!" Sir Humphrey said calmly, and at this time they also walked to the door of the auditorium, "Okay, Your Highness, it's time for me to leave. Mr. Prime Minister is still waiting for me to go back and give a report! "

"Goodbye then, sir." Anthony waved towards him, bidding farewell to their strange encounter.

Harry, Hermione and the others also waved. They had also met this high-level government official once. Although they had not seen each other since the first grade, they still retained an innocent idea, just like respecting their elders. Reliable.

"I never thought that one day I would see the personnel of No. [-] at Hogwarts." Hermione sighed. Although she had not been exposed to the magical world for a long time, she still knew that the current magical world was not suitable for How deep is the discrimination against Muggle-born so-called 'Mudbloods'.

This is like a certain ugly country. Although racial discrimination is prohibited by law, in fact, discrimination has never disappeared.

The same goes for Hogwarts, except that it's a lot less so in Gryffindor and Hufflepuff.

They can't accept even the 'Mudbloods' who are wizards. What about the real Muggles?

"This may be a good thing." Anthony said thoughtfully,

"A good thing?" Hermione turned to look at his face and asked doubtfully.

"At least we have given these idle civil servants something to do. At least there will not be a hospital in London with 500 administrative staff but no medical staff and patients. This way we can also win the Nightingale Award" National "The strange thing about the title of the most hygienic hospital."

"Um..." Hermione said blankly: "Is there such a hospital?"

"Haha, there are at least six in London. (Really)" Anthony smiled, watching Humphrey's figure go away, gradually joining the group of vegetative people in the House of Lords, and shook his head helplessly.

"A typical one is a hospital in Cambridgeshire. There was only one patient. The head nurse fell from the scaffolding and broke his leg while repairing a light bulb!"

"This..." Hermione had never heard of such a thing before, and she couldn't even think of it.

"How can you run a good country with a bunch of insects? So!" Anthony said, turning to look at Hermione, "The British people need you! Hermione, when you graduate from Hogwarts, you will enter In the Ministry of Magic, he first served as the Director of Magical Law Enforcement, then was promoted to Minister, and then became the British Wizards' Member of Parliament, and then participated in the party general election. He should have a majority of seats, form a cabinet, and become Prime Minister."

He boasted, as if he had clearly planned Hermione's future.

"But I don't want to enter the Ministry of Magic." Hermione had a look of disgust on her face.Disdainful of Anthony's grand plans.

"How can this be possible? The British people cannot lose you! Just like the West cannot lose Jerusalem."

"Haha!" Hermione rolled her eyes, then turned and left the door.

She has to go back to class. If she goes back now, she should still be able to hear the last bits.

"Um... where are we going now? Going back to class?" Ron asked, somewhat at a loss as he glanced at Hermione who was running away.

Anthony looked at the time, it was almost eleven o'clock.

"Class? Damn it, go back to bed!" After saying that, he turned and walked towards Gryffindor Tower.

I have won so many honors for the school, why can’t I take a break?

...

At noon, the little wizards all returned to the common room one by one.

As soon as they entered the door, they saw the three people sitting around the fireplace, Anthony Harry Ron, making a triangle, all with their eyes closed, as if they were sleeping.

None of the little wizards who came to the lounge dared to make a sound.

Especially after they learned that these three guys actually defeated Voldemort, they were even more in awe. Obviously we are all students of the same school, why are you so good?

Are you being dragged into us?

Many people have come up with this idea.

...

"What's wrong, why are you looking at us like this?" Anthony, who had his legs crossed, felt his left leg was a little numb, and then he changed his legs. He opened his eyes on the way, and then he saw countless pairs of blazing eyes.

"Anthony, tell us the truth." It was Gemini who spoke, and George stared at him seriously, "Did Professor Dumbledore teach you alone? Start a small stove?"

"Uh...how is that possible? He doesn't have time."

"Then why do you have so many magics, especially the Patronus Charm?" Fred also said, "Harry has been in the newspapers, even though the photo was taken by Muggles and there is no Dementor in sight. But that huge silver screen is enough to irritate even the professors!"

"Is it possible, you little professors?" Anthony slowly stood up and prepared. It was normal for Harry to be photographed when he released the Patronus Charm. After all, there were thousands of Muggles at the time, and several of them were carrying The camera is also okay.

"Is there any skill?" Then the other Gryffindor wizards asked curiously.

"What skills are there? Practice more."

————"That classmate Anthony, can you teach us?" The speaker was Hermione's roommate Lavender Brown.

This girl seemed to have a natural incompatibility with Hermione. Although they didn't get into a quarrel when they met, they still didn't like each other.

"Um...I've been a little busy lately. Why don't you try asking Harry and Ron to teach me? They're both really good at it."

"They can't teach them as well as you!" She said softly in a sweet voice.

"Ok?"

Anthony was quite happy after hearing this. After all, the masses are very discerning. Look, we are invincible!

But after he saw Lavender's starry eyes, his whole body suddenly felt bad.

A horrifying truth emerged in his mind.

The next second, Anthony quickly looked at Ron.

Ron!Ron!Let’s do something!Ron!

"I think so too." Ron, who was eating melon happily on the side, saw Anthony's eyes, then nodded stupidly and said solemnly.

???

Listening to his words, everyone in Antony was dumbfounded.

Brother - who made you agree?

But at the critical moment, my little witch began to be reliable, and a voice suddenly came from in front of the Gryffindor common room.

"I disagree!"

Hermione stepped forward and stood between Lavender and Anthony.Then he said seriously: "Everyone's time is precious. You can't ask others to sacrifice their time to help you."

"Hmph! What does this have to do with you?" Lavender raised his head, unfazed by Hermione's cold eyes, "Why are you nervous about classmates helping each other?" "

"Anthony has no obligation to teach you." Hermione continued, her aura only increasing.