The Daily Life of Wizards [British and American]

"Long time no see, Malfoy."

A small man in a pinstriped suit and a red tie greeted Lucius warmly, "Why do you come to my place when you have time?"

"Do something." The proud platinum nobleman said in a casual tone, his face was covered with a polite and alienated formulaic smile, "My dear friend Fudge, I heard that you have had a good life recently... Um~ Candidate for Minister of Magic?"

"Just one of the candidates." Cornelius Fudge said modestly, but there was a flash of complacency in his eyes, as well as a trace of uncontrollable ambition.

He complained in a false way, "Lucius, you are so well informed! Minister Millicent Bagno just planned to officially resign from the position of Minister of Magic yesterday, and retired."

Lucius stroked the snake stick, smiled without saying a word.

Of course Fudge knew that these pure-blood nobles were 'dead but not dead'.Even if the mysterious person has fallen, the contacts and wealth they have accumulated over the years are enough for them to inquire about some irrelevant news.So after only briefly mentioning 'well-informed', I ignored this topic directly.

He turned to sigh and said, "These years are enough for her to bear. Minister Bagno watched helplessly. During her term of office, the magic world was in chaos. The mysterious man... Forget it, don't mention it. "

He noticed that Lucius' face was not very good-looking, paused, and changed the subject in a timely manner, "Thanks to Principal Dumbledore, we are here today. Therefore, many people proposed to invite Dumbledore to come and serve as Minister of Magic Of course, it's a good idea, and Dumbledore's headmaster polls are very strong. But, it's a stupid idea... Has everyone forgotten? He's still the Headmaster of Hogwarts! I'm not talking nonsense out of jealousy, it's just that people's energy is limited. To be a good headmaster and minister at the same time is not easy for an old wizard."

Lucius Malfoy echoed him just right, "You're right, it's really not an easy task to do two equally important jobs well."

Daniel tilted his head slightly. At first he listened to the series of inexplicable words from Cornelius Fudge with a confused face, and finally realized when he heard the following sentence, "I don't talk nonsense because of jealousy".

Where is this guy not jealous?It was obvious that he was going crazy with jealousy.

The short, stout man who will successfully take over the post of Minister of Magic in the future is not yet considered a popular candidate for the Minister of Magic election at this time.

You know, Fudge is a seemingly generous and generous person who can get along with anyone, but people who have really worked with him know that he has neither talent nor virtue.

At this time, the only commendable quality of him is that he still has self-knowledge.

To give an example: For example, now that his ambition is almost unbearable, he can still use high-sounding words to embellish his little selfishness, and find some fair excuses to 'strike' competitors.

"This won't work." Fudge said falsely and worriedly, with a selfless look, and waved his arms, deliberately strengthening his tone: "This won't work! If Principal Dumbledore served as the Minister of Magic, Hogwarts What about the children? Children are the hope of the wizarding world, and they need him!"

Daniel felt that Mr. Fudge was almost moved to tears by his words.

It's as if he really has a lot of love for the future of the wizarding world - children.

Even the big platinum noble who is used to the "hypocrisy and politeness among nobles" was a little disgusted by this guy.

Lucius tried his best to maintain a smiley expression on his face, and knocked on the floor with his snake stick, interrupting Fudge's continuous emotion of worrying about the country and the people. He calmly commented: "Principal Dumbledore probably Wouldn't do that."

He continued with a gritty expression, "As you said, he hates those children, he loves them."

In fact, rather than the words 'love the children', what Lucius wanted to say was 'Dumbledore is absolutely reluctant, that is a good position to instill his sweet and greasy thoughts to the next generation in a fair and honest manner——Hogwarts Ci principal position'.

But it was too blunt and not in line with his style.

As for perfunctory Fudge, Lucius also felt that it was difficult to say more nasty words, so he quickly turned to another topic, "I think..."

He tentatively and provocatively said: "Compared to Headmaster Dumbledore, Director Barty Crouch is probably more likely to succeed."

"Barty Crouch... yeah, yeah, you're right." Fudge couldn't hide the jealousy that flashed in his eyes, "Master Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, the recent limelight is really... All the while. Merlin, he even allowed the Aurors to use the Unforgivable Curse when they were out arresting people."

He muttered in a low voice not only envious or jealous: "This is really crazy, what if it is accidentally injured? What if it causes social chaos? They have never considered it. However, some short-sighted people like to just watch In front of them, they think that Batty's strong appearance is very majestic, and they think he is a hero, a hawk who dares to resist rape... But we all know each other well, because of Batty's overly presumptuous behavior, the Ministry of Magic will clean him up What a mess."

As one of the "Death Eaters" who was captured, Lucius certainly knew that Barty Crouch was a very difficult figure.

Moreover, he was full of disgust for this person. When Fudge cryptically slandered this candidate who was also 'one of the ministerial candidates', Lucius was in a rare mood of a little joy.

He narrowed his eyes, and a wicked smile appeared on that beautiful face, "Fudge, my dear friend, you are right. Barty is lawless, but his weakness is also obvious..."

"What?" Fudge stood up excitedly, "What weakness?"

Lucius smiled mysteriously, and then he suddenly pushed Daniel to the front, "Come and meet my brother-in-law, a wizard from America, Daniel Black."

Although eager to know the weaknesses of his competitors, Fudge turned his mind back cleverly.

After all, Malfoy would never aim at nothing. Since he opened his mouth, it must be used for trading.For the sake of his 'ministerial career', he was willing to put up with the devious way of speaking of the nobles.

"It looks really young and promising." Fudge flattered, but in fact, his sight was just passing by, and his mind was obviously still on the topic 'Barty's Weakness' just now.

"Black, this is really a familiar surname. Are there many people named Black in the wizarding world? Oh, oh! Black!" He opened his eyes wide, "Malfoy, what do you mean?"

"I brought him here today to deal with the inheritance issue, you know..." Lucius showed a sad expression, although everyone knew he was faking it, but I have to say, looking at the beautiful face of the platinum noble Showing a sad and sad look, it is very contagious.

He said in a low and depressed voice: "You know, there is probably only one heir left in the Black family."

"I'm sorry too." Fudge's eyes flickered a few times, "Uh... But, this is a bit difficult, the United States has never had any connection with the United Kingdom... Moreover, the Black family is currently the focus of monitoring by the Ministry of Magic , their family is all criminals... Logically, the Ministry of Magic has the right to confiscate all their property."

"This is too prejudiced." Lucius said righteously, "The Black family, like the Malfoy family, is a family with a long history in the wizarding world, and has made great contributions to the wizarding world. If only Just because the descendants make a little mistake, they will deny everything, so where is the justice in the wizarding world?"

Immediately afterwards, he continued earnestly and sincerely: "How can we bear it? If Black's ancestors knew that their hard work had brought about such a future, they would certainly not have peace underground..."

Fudge rolled his eyes, and said slyly: "Yes, what you said makes sense, and of course I agree with you. However, the Ministry of Magic is not in my hands, my friend."

He repeated the previous sentence in a profound tone, "I am now only one of the candidates for the Minister of Magic!"

This is simply asking for some kind of interest transaction.

I talked so much nonsense just for the purpose of this moment.

Daniel has been amazed at the two people talking in circles.

But at this moment, Lucius' tense nerves suddenly relaxed.

He smiled and gave an affirmative answer, "Dear friend, I believe in your strength. Who else can be the minister of the Ministry of Magic besides you?"

"Then Barty..." Fudge was obviously a little worried about such 'empty talk', and continued to ask.

"He will not be your hindrance." The platinum noble said in a firm tone, "Don't worry."

"Okay." Fudge knew that he couldn't easily get promises from these nobles, so he decided to take a gamble, and instead smiled kindly, and said to Daniel, "Little Mr. Black, I will try my best to help you operate." , Fighting for it. It’s just the Wizengamot, you still need to go by yourself, and let those old diehards vote for you..."

"Thank you, Mr. Fudge, I will work hard on my own." Daniel replied politely, trying to put on a grateful expression: "This is enough, thank you very much."

Fudge, who was once a little man, seemed very proud of being grateful for a "pure-blood nobleman who has not inherited the Black family, but is indeed a member of the Black family".

He sat back on his desk again, and said complacently: "Okay, Lucius, it's settled. You go to your own business first! I still have a lot of business to deal with .”

If it was the past, with such a tone, Lucius would definitely give him some color.

But since all the nobles are currently under surveillance, and he has just been cleared from the 'Death Eater' trial...he can only ignore the contempt of this villain, Fudge.

The platinum aristocrat bowed slightly gracefully and politely, and took Daniel to leave.

"Have you learned anything?"

On the way back, Lucius took out the remaining patience and asked Daniel like teaching his son.

"Uh...don't say your intentions directly, just make as many detours as you can, until the other party is stunned?"

Daniel dazedly expressed his opinion.

"Any more?"

"Gone."

Lucius stopped in his tracks, turned around, and gave him a disgusted look, "You just need to remember one thing. As long as you have enough chips, Weexgeeverything."

The author has something to say: I accidentally let the protagonist play soy sauce again, I really want to kneel down and repent.

If this continues, the protagonist is completely unnecessary.