Hogwarts in the shadows

"Percy, look at this 'view' of Paris."

It was summer at the time, and the streets were full of older sisters wearing cool clothes, which was a feast for Hephis' eyes.

"Lord... uh, Hephaestus. Paris is known as the city of romance, and it really lives up to its reputation.

We can hang out here after the meeting is over." Percy suggested.

"Forget about strolling. The air is filled with the smell of urine and there are mountains of garbage."

Hefeth pointed to a less crowded place outside the window, where two black men were robbing people in broad daylight.

"I'd better just stay here and watch people."

Percy sniffed the air and frowned as well.

Because they had just arrived, he just felt that the air smelled a little bad.

After Hephis's reminder, he suddenly felt like vomiting.

So he turned to the staff beside him and asked, "How much time do we have left?"

The clerk quickly glanced at his watch and politely replied, "Sir, less than a minute."

Not long after, an elevator rose up and the elevator door opened.

From the outside, the space inside is very small and can only accommodate two people standing.

That’s because I didn’t bring a suitcase, otherwise it would have been difficult to go up there alone.

The staff pressed the elevator button and said, "Please hurry up, time is running out."

After he said that, he stood in front of the door of the small hotel, his eyes constantly looking out the window, fearing that someone would come in at this time.

"Hephesus, let's go!" Percy gestured in invitation.

Hephis was the first to enter the elevator. A space-stretching spell was cast inside the elevator, so the seven of them did not feel crowded.

Percy was the last to get on the elevator, and he pressed the button for the basement level first.

Then he whispered to the decorative bouquet beside him, "The British Ministry of Magic is here to attend the meeting."

The elevator shook slightly and slowly sank deep into the ground.

"Ding!"

A clear female voice came from the elevator, "We've arrived at the fifth underground floor."

The elevator door opened.

Hephis then stepped into the hall of the International Confederation of Wizards.

The ceiling of the hall was painted with magical symbols and constellation patterns, and the stars on it were twinkling.

The floor is paved with smooth dark marble.

On the walls around the hall hang portraits of all the past presidents of the International Confederation of Wizards.

A portrait of Dumbledore is also included.

Not to mention he was quite handsome when he was young, no wonder he was favored by Emperor Ge.

On the right side of the entrance, there is a uniquely shaped fountain.

The wizard statue in the center of the fountain holds up a magic wand, and clear spring water gushes out from the tip of the wand, turning into specks of light in the air.

On the left is a huge notice board, on which are posted various latest Ministry of Magic decrees, meeting notices and important news from the wizarding world around the world.

Many wizards stopped in front of the notice board, looking at it and discussing its contents in low voices.

In the center of the hall, there is a round service desk.

Several young ladies in dark blue robes stood in the back, offering help and guidance to the visiting wizards.

Behind the service desk is a wide passage leading to the various meeting rooms and office areas of the International Confederation of Wizards.

Hephis and his group slowly walked towards Hall No. 1 where the Federation was meeting.

When they passed by the service desk, they could hear the young ladies talking.

"It's really killing me. I just finished a meeting last year and I have to hold one again this year. It's really exhausting."

"That's right. It's all because of 'Little Days'. If they hadn't caused trouble, we might not have been able to go to work once in ten years."

"That's right, I'm on vacation in Hawaii now, and I don't know whether the round-trip airfare can be reimbursed. If not, I'll be at a big loss."

When Hephis entered the passage, he could still sense the deep resentment of the lady at the front desk.

In previous lives, not to mention working once every ten years, even once a year would definitely be a fight for you.

Conference Hall No. 1 is spacious and grand.

At this moment, the hall was already bustling with noise, and was filled with wizard representatives from all over the world.

The seats of representatives from each country are arranged in alphabetical order of their country names.

Although Britain's reputation in the international wizarding world has declined.

But as one of the "five major countries", it still arrived third from the bottom, saving a lot of waiting time.

There are three seats on the conference rostrum.

Dumbledore, as the president of the International Confederation of Wizards, was sitting in the center with a serious face.

On his left is the Secretary-General of the Federation, Babajide Akinbade, and on his right is Zhang Wei, the Under-Secretary-General in charge of General Assembly affairs.

Percy walked over to the seat with the British nameplate on it alone.

Hefeth, like everyone else, sat in the public gallery on the third floor.

As the representatives from Xia and the United States took their seats one after another, the conference hall gradually returned to calm.

Dumbledore slowly stood up with a gentle smile on his face.

“We welcome representatives from all countries, journalists and audiences from afar to participate in the 522nd International Confederation of Wizards.”

Everyone in the audience applauded out of respect.

"To save everyone's precious time, let's get straight to the point..."

"Wait a moment, President Dumbledore." Akinbad interrupted Dumbledore.

Dumbledore looked at him in confusion.

"Ahem!" Akinbad cleared his throat and stood up.

"The International Confederation of Wizards has received a formal request from Cornelius Fudge of the British Ministry of Magic to remove Albus Dumbledore from his position as President.

In view of this, I think it is more appropriate for me to chair this meeting.”

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar in the conference hall, and representatives from various countries began to whisper to each other.

Dumbledore looked at Akinbad with a deep gaze.

He doesn't care about the chairman's position at all, and he can feel relieved if he is dismissed.

But not this time.

He glanced at the silver-haired, handsome-looking man next to Hephes.

Although he didn't know what Hefeth was going to do, Gellert's coming in disguise would surely stir up an unprecedented storm.

He can't leave this position yet.

"That is the second topic of this conference." Dumbledore's face was serious, revealing unquestionable majesty.

Under Dumbledore's gaze, Akinbad involuntarily fell back into his chair.

Dumbledore has always been portrayed as a good guy, which made him forget how powerful he is and become a little too proud of himself.

"Okay, let's continue." Dumbledore glanced at the audience.

The sound in the meeting hall immediately fell silent.

"The first topic of this conference is the issue of compensation for human experimentation between the three countries of Xiaori, Bangzi and Ganges."

Dumbledore looked in the direction of Xiao Ri, "The three representatives will make their statements first."