Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

The British Ministry of Magic, half an hour before the Gringotts robbery.

Mr. Arthur Weasley walked down the long corridor, and many of his colleagues greeted him enthusiastically along the way.

He responded with an awkward smile and a nod, thinking back to when he was taken away for no apparent reason just two months ago.

Colleagues who had heard of their correspondence with Mr. Hohenzollern were investigated on trumped-up charges.

They all tried to hide from me, but now, it is precisely because of this relationship.

Feeling deeply moved that he could receive so much cheap kindness, he pushed open the door of his new department.

Department of Administrative Services, Ministry of Magic, United Kingdom.

This is a newly established department. I heard that it is the result of a transaction between Mr. Hohenzollern and Cornelius Fudge.

The responsibilities of the new department are described very vaguely, but generally speaking, they are all-encompassing.

As long as it is the affairs of the British Ministry of Magic, this department has the right to manage it to some extent. It is said that this is the inspiration for the establishment of this department.

It was a TV series or film that Mr. Hohenzollern had watched in the British Muggle world.

And in this TV series, the current head of the department, Mr. Crouch, is also studying hard.

But all this had nothing to do with Mr. Arthur, who had been transferred to this department as chief private secretary to old Mr. Crouch.

I have been working in this new department for almost two months. My main work includes receiving documents, copying documents, and making a cup of coffee or tea.

There was no other work to do, so after sitting down at his workstation, the first thing he did was to sort through his personal belongings.

He took out a thick book, "Elementary Views on the Combination of Magic and Machinery".

This book was mailed to me by Mr. Hohenzollern a few days ago, and it has been there since the beginning of August.

The magical boy had been keeping in close correspondence with him, and the other party seemed very curious about his idea of ​​using magic to modify cars.

He asked about a lot of details in this regard and asked me to draw detailed drawings for him.

During the last correspondence, I had this book sent to me by owl, and a set of test questions was attached to the book.

And a message was written.

"Dear Mr. Weasley, I think I have formed a basic judgment about your technical capabilities through so many communications."

"Now I hope you can study the contents of this book and apply them in the next 2 to 3 months."

"Completing the set of test questions that come with the book is very important to me, and it is also an important opportunity for the entire British wizarding community."

"If you have any work-related questions, you are always welcome to communicate with me, Karl Hohenzollern!!"

The whole letter was filled with a commanding tone, but Mr. Arthur was not very disgusted. After all, he just glanced at the contents of the book.

I was deeply attracted by the extremely profound and interesting combination of mechanical structure and magic.

So much so that his main job every day at work now almost becomes sitting in the office reading and understanding this book.

“It’s really something new that has never been seen before.”

A simple sigh brought Mr. Arthur, who was immersed in books, back to reality.

He looked up and saw that old Mr. Crouch was standing beside him, holding a piece of draft paper on which he had drawn a pattern.

Look at the mechanical structure above, as well as the magic spell instructions engraved with magic patterns on each part.

His expression was a little complicated. When he saw Mr. Arthur noticed him, he waved the draft paper and tried to force a smile.

"I'm sorry to bother you while you're reading. I can no longer understand these things. I think this must be Mr. Hohenzollern."

"I want you to help him with the things he wants, including the book."

"Yes, sir." Mr. Arthur closed the book, stood up apologetically and scratched his head.

"I'm sorry that I shouldn't have used my working hours to do these things, but I have to admit that the content of the book deeply attracted me."

"Many wizards in the British wizarding world today still think that Muggles are inferior people who need to do everything by themselves."

"But they never imagined that with some simple gears, they could make the most ingenious things in the world."

“It was just brilliant to record the time and drive the car.”

When he said this, there was a gleam in Mr. Arthur's eyes. It seemed that he really liked everything he was studying now.

Old Crouch looked at his personal secretary, nodded approvingly at first, and then sat aside with a sad face.

"If only everyone in the Ministry of Magic were like you, full of enthusiasm for life, full of confidence and desire for the unknown."

"I think the problem will be much easier to solve, and I won't have to deceive myself again and again in the face of a fact."

"Voldemort has returned. It is an indisputable fact that he is not dead. The European wizarding world is in turmoil."

"Grindelwald's heir suddenly appeared. We should have been more vigilant and at least prepared."

"But Cornelius Fudge has repeatedly refused to let me propose a proposal. He still doesn't understand why he lost so badly last time."

Hearing these complaints about his own loss, Mr. Arthur shuddered all over.

He quickly got up and walked to the back door, stuck his head out and looked around in the corridor.

After making sure that no one was there, he closed the door, even locked it, and walked to his workstation to make a cup of tea.

Then he took the brewed tea and sat down next to old Crouch. While handing the tea to him, he whispered advice.

"Mr. Crouch, this topic is still very sensitive. Sometimes it is better not to talk about it publicly."

"There are rumors all over the Ministry of Magic right now, saying that our Administrative Affairs Department has taken over the responsibilities of all departments."

"You have actually sidelined the minister. If you make such remarks again, it will inevitably be exploited by some people with ulterior motives."

"We've only had two months of peace, there's no need to make things so tense."

Old Cruci took the tea and said with disdain.

"I'm not in the mood to fight for power with these people. I'm just doing my job."

"It's because they are too inefficient. A simple problem can even take a week to solve."

“I just took all the things that they had accumulated for a long time and dealt with them all at my own pace.”

"Everything I do is only for the development of the British wizarding world."

"Of course, I personally believe this very much." Mr. Arthur affirmed sincerely.

But he couldn't help feeling helpless. After two months of getting along with each other, he was convinced that this thin-looking old man.

Everything he did was really just as he said, just for the development of the British wizarding world.

But sometimes in a work environment, how the work is done does not depend on what you think, but on what other people think.

It was obvious that other people in the Ministry of Magic did not believe that the old man could be so selfless. They preferred to maliciously speculate that it was just a means to fight for power.