HP Alternative Conquest

Draco, who returned to his office from the registration desk, rubbed his hair, cast a locking spell and then lay down on the table, he didn't care, these two were not easy to mess with.

And Bazel, who came out of the Ministry of Magic, was surprised to see Ron working under Mr. Weasley, "Hi, Weasley."

"Hello, Slater." Ron nodded without stopping.Bazel thought about Percy who has become the deputy minister, the twins who opened a magic shop on Merlin Avenue, and the recent Quidditch rookie Ginny, the Weasley family is obviously much better than before, why Ron Meaning a little dull?

"By the way, do you want to attend Harry and Hermione's engagement?" It's already in preparation.Bazel looked at the people who disappeared, well, let's save a place.

"I think you need to add that childhood friends won't be forever friends." A gorgeously dressed blond man smiled at Bazel, with a perfect smile with eight neat teeth. "Hi, I'm Gildero."

"A writer." Bazel had an impression of this nonsense writer, after all, not everyone would dare to write a book about him.

"It seems that my reputation has not diminished." Gildero smiled and shook hands with Bazel. Bazel's hand turned into a pair of gloves behind his back, and then shook hands. He has a cleanliness and this person's hands are sweaty.

"At least with me." Bazel tilted his head and looked at Gildero, and said seriously, "Listen, I don't want anyone to add anything from you that they shouldn't know. Have you heard of Rita? ? She listens to me very much now, understand? Very good."

"I, actually, Mr. Slater." Gildero looked at the black phoenix with blood-red eyes in front of him, gorgeous, majestic, fierce and undeniably evil.

"Goodbye." Bazel smiled, did Gildero run out of material?

Alger looked this guy up and down, the funny soul must have a good taste, "Alger, come here." Bazel greeted Phoenix leisurely, and after Alger left, Gildero slumped on the ground.

Three days later, in London, Bazel chose between the computer and the wand, and left the bedroom with the wand.

"Son, don't you really need to wait for your brother?" Mrs. Slater straightened Bazel's tie and looked at him.

"I think Harry is also busy now." Bazel smiled and gave his mother a hug: "I'm not a child anymore, besides, father and Arthur are here too, don't worry."

"I'm sorry baby, I always think Harry is more tactful than you." Mrs. Slater looked at her eldest son, obviously Bazel's stubborn temper made her very worried.Bazel sighed, "It won't happen outside."

Won't?Mycroft looked at Bazel who was explaining with a magic wand at the front of the meeting room, and then looked at the opposite Your Excellency who couldn't accept it. He rested his cheeks with his hands. His teeth didn't hurt, but his nerves felt pain.

"To sum up, that's what I said, common development." Bazel turned his head to look at the old gentlemen and then at McCaw, "If the magic world can be protected reasonably and safely, there is no need to worry about losing the inheritance, but As a secret weapon, I believe everyone will also need enough support."

"Why should it be positioned as a weapon?" The gentleman sitting in the middle looked at Bazel, and moved on the chair uncomfortably. The person in front of him was not holding any high-tech products, nor was it a virtual screen. It's a small wooden stick, something actually drawn.

"This is the easiest direction to get support, isn't it?" Bazel smiled knowingly. No matter what discovery or research is, military use will always precede civilian use, and only the military's scientific and technological strength can guarantee the right to speak.

"That's right." Arthur nodded, and glanced at the old gentlemen and their ministers across the street. "Actually, we have seen some hope in the early stage of cooperation, Your Excellency. Everyone is helping each other."

"Theoretically, this meeting is completely confidential." Bazel put down his wand, and he could clearly see that Your Excellency breathed a sigh of relief.Bazel then waved his hand and filled up the water glasses in front of everyone, "I don't think you will give up such a cooperation opportunity."

"Of course." Your Excellency smiled; "Okay, thank you for your explanation, I think the rest of the matter needs to be discussed in detail with you."

Bazel sat at the other end. As a middleman, he couldn't stand in line, but those 'old gentlemen' in front of him had more than just knowledge.

Taking a cup to drink water, Bazel moistened his throat. If the two sides can cooperate, not only can a large number of experiments be carried out, but also the uncontrollable magnetic field in the magic world will become a confidential matter.

"I don't understand why the Malfoys support you?" Harry managed to look at his brother opposite the two-way mirror?

"What you want is what you want." Bazel was studying how to enlarge the projection of the double-sided mirror.He was really not used to looking at this little head. "Otherwise, why do you think I would do it first in the magic world?"

"To seduce Malfoy?" Harry frequently killed him while his brother couldn't beat him.

Bazel raised his eyebrows, "Because the tradition represented by Malfoy prefers to stand on the commanding heights. This commanding height is not necessarily limited to the magical world."

"Just like ordinary people are afraid of wizards, they are more afraid of the unknown." Bazel poked his head, "This is the biggest unknown."

"Hmm, so you're a good guy." Harry was noncommittal, but his brother was faster than him. "What about the information, the Muggle side—I mean Mycroft, Mike, okay, I'll remember next time, is Mycroft safe?"

"It's not safe." Bazel affirmed: "All the materials are with me. Including meeting minutes, this is not a violation." Because his files were backed up in the office last year, "Also, Sherlock has a copy Archived, in his memory palace."

"What about your share?" Harry raised his eyebrows, the memory palace, the memory of a genius.Bazel tapped on the double-sided mirror, "I won't tell you."

"elder brother?"

"Hmm. Didn't you tell me you worked with Durmstrang too?"

"That doesn't seem to prevent you from knowing—who told you?"

"I don't know what you are cooperating with." Bazel smiled. "By the way, I want to remind you of one thing. Pay attention to that Gilderoy Lockhart? Or Harold, that writer."

"He seems to have interviewed an amazing person." Bazel smiled and said, "Don't say I don't care about you, I'll leave it to you."

"Well, am I a trouble-handling mechanism?" Harry raised an eyebrow.

"You know I don't care about the hassle, come on, brother." Bazel projected Harry's face onto the wall next to him, "I'll make more progress than you."

"I'll get engaged before you." Harry raised an eyebrow.Bazel closed the double-sided mirror and did not discuss it.

On the other side, a few young men pretending to be old gentlemen looked at the new cooperation plan, "They actually believe that a man with a beard can work as a politician and a scientist at the same time?"

As the head of the new department, Draco looked at the new office members opposite, "If you can't calm down now, please go out."

"Sorry, Draco." Sharp let out a long breath. Even if he was killed, he would never have thought that he would be named by Bazel as a recorder after three years of graduation.

"What about next time?" Blaise looked at Draco, "LeMay and the others don't have any memory of this time."

"Don't worry, they won't be the ones going next time." Draco said calmly, "Bazel has no plans to let those old gentlemen participate."

"Hey, have you read the newspaper?" Clerk Bill walked into the office, "That outdated writer is going to retire."

"Gidero? He seems to have been tricked by Harry." Blaise turned around and picked up a spark stick from Cedric's desk, hoping that the colleague didn't find it when he returned from a business trip.

"Why do I think Bazel did it?" Bill and Blaise turned to look at Draco who was reading a newspaper.

Draco closed the newspaper, "Do things." He didn't find it strange what Bazel was doing now.

A guy who can guarantee that there will be no humans and animals in the wizarding world, can't do anything.

Two days later, Bazel listened to the lively doorway, "Alger, let them be quiet."

"I think it's a bit difficult." Neville opened the door and came in, looking at Bazel who was writing materials. "You'd better come out."

"Tell them that if they don't keep quiet, I'll hire Vinson." Bazel made up the last modification, and then began to make copies. Things that disappear regularly are safer than copies.

"Who is Wen Sen?" Neville looked at Bazel and asked in confusion.

"Well, it's equivalent to their Dumbledore." Bazel sorted out the copy and the original, and Neville took it consciously.

The two went out, and the noisy outside immediately fell silent.Bazel glanced at these talented people who were related to wizards, and there was no sound around them.

"Mr. Slater." Everyone greeted.Neville secretly thought, the effect is better than the appearance of Professor Snape.

Bazel nodded, looked at the dozen or so people in the room, and pointed to each of the terms just now, "I hope you can memorize these, and we will discuss the next step after you are sure that you can abide by it."

After sending it to everyone, Bazel looked at Neville, what did he want to say?

Neville blinked and wrote on the paper, 'I thought they were going to ask, why not sign a contract or something. '

Bazel smiled, "My relatives have wizards, and they know all about it." '

'Then how do they all know you? '

'I've been in the papers. Bazel used this to explain that Neville must not believe it, but it is not necessary to explain clearly at this time, for example, those things he did are clear to everyone, and some deliberately exaggerated wizard skills.

This side was looking behind their backs and discussing, another person came to the door, it was Bazel's landlord.

"Mr. Minister." Neville nodded, and looked at Bazel again. The Minister is here to stare at you, right?

The author has something to say: This plot is not important anymore, let me explain again, the purpose of the minibus is to make the best use of the magic world, of course it is impossible to let ordinary people know about it (because with his brother, Harry doesn’t know Let.) Similar to Top Secret.

Harry's purpose is to hold the wizarding world in his own hands and cannot be influenced by anyone, that is, he is similar to a ruler (why is it similar? His brother refuses to let it go, but the ultimate goal is to be similar.)

What Dad means is to know everything about the magic world, not to control it but not to hide it (Dad is the most complicated, and it was also a big plot at the beginning. Now that he has been cut off, it is more appropriate to do business cooperation now, and do logistics for their two sons. )

The profession of minibus used to serve the military industry and energy, and the previous setting is lost. If you don’t understand it, it’s okay, and it won’t hinder your understanding in the future.