Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

"There is no one more suitable than Amelia, and I am certainly no exception." Lynn said, "If it weren't for the huge risks of Fudge, I would not be willing to participate in such planning and layout. I value time very much."

"But you did a good job. You had a long-term vision and acted decisively. Most importantly, you were tirelessly diligent and focused." Barnold stared into his eyes.

“Those are Amelia’s strengths.”

"And after Amelia?" asked Barnold.

"Kingsley Shacklebolt can hold out for a few years. He may not be good enough at making progress, but he is more than capable of maintaining the status quo."

"What happens after Kingsley?" Barnold continued to ask.

"Percy Weasley, this is why I let Amelia teach him personally. In a few years, there will be another student of mine. With them around, I can have peace of mind for the next 30 years." Lynn said calmly.

"Thirty years... is just a short moment."

"Millicent, maybe you are really old and have forgotten that we are not gods." Lynn saw the old woman's gradually graying hair and wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, and said with emotion, "The longer-term future can never be decided in a few words. Planning for thirty years is the limit of human power. You should be content."

Millicent Barnold stopped talking, picked up the teacup and sipped slowly.

The same thing happened to Amelia and Euphemia, and the air in the room suddenly became quiet.

They were all waiting for the answer from the two protagonists of today's conversation, who were also their once successful partners.

Finally, the cup of tea was finished and the empty cup fell on the table with a crisp sound.

"Let's talk about the Sports Department. Since Bagman has taken a long sick leave, there should be someone vacant to take charge. At this critical juncture, we need to arrange for someone of our own to be at ease."

Barnold changed the subject neatly. This was not an answer, but it was more telling than the answer itself.

Euphemia's eyes and eyebrows suddenly became more lively, and Amelia's heart slowly settled down.

At this point, the overall situation has been decided.

Chapter 503 Leviathan's Promotion Ceremony

The appointment of Henry Edwin, a wizard who had served under Millicent Barnold during her tenure as Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, as Head of the Department of Sport and Physical Education was eventually made.

During the week-long tug-of-war and argument, Fudge lost his temper several times and tried to send Umbridge, his direct subordinate, to take on this position concurrently, but ultimately failed.

At this point, the contradictions within the Ministry of Magic began to slowly surface, and the Executive Department faction, represented mainly by Amelia Bones, began to challenge Minister Fudge and the bureaucrats he had promoted in recent years.

For a time, the department was in a state of panic, and many opportunists who were used to changing their stance according to the situation began to look around, hoping to find the right party.

But none of this had anything to do with Percy.

Being at the center of the vortex, he managed to stay out of it in a way that was beyond everyone's expectations.

As Amelia's personal assistant, he always kept in mind Lynn's advice after the Halloween gathering and put all his enthusiasm into work and study to support Amelia.

No one doesn't like such subordinates.

Including Cornelius Fudge.

Secretly, he felt that his assistants were all good-for-nothings. The minister had extended olive branches several times, but all of them fell on deaf ears and there was no further news.

With no results, the increasingly stretched Fudge no longer had the mood to argue with him and could only focus all his energy on competing and confronting Amelia.

It was not until then that he realized that during the years when he thought he had absolute power, the number of officials who opposed him had accumulated to the point where it was too big to be eliminated.

Soon, even the superficial harmony in the department became difficult to maintain, and the various conflicts surrounding personnel and business turned into sharp confrontations.

The dangerous atmosphere even spread outside the Ministry of Magic, turning into rumors on the streets.

For a Minister of Magic, the shaking of prestige is often the prelude to collapse.

This is a lesson left by countless predecessors. Fudge, who claims to have insight into the nature of power, certainly understands it. As a result, he becomes more and more irritable and suspicious.

A dangerous thought appeared in his mind more and more frequently, that is the temptation of the devil.

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The situation in the Ministry of Magic was very complicated. Lynn, who was far away in Hogwarts, entered a new period of dormancy and wait-and-see.

Dmitri's investigation and communication in Russia will take some time, Karkaroff and Blunt's observations will also have to be long-term, and old Niko can't be impatient.

Of all this, the best news was that Euphemia was also at Hogwarts, along with Inès and Regulus.

They can all help a lot in the training of students, the creation of gaps in time and space, the replacement of energy, and the learning and absorption of magical knowledge by Rowena and Salazar - especially the individual tutoring of Neville, which Inès took the initiative to share.

She is good at curse magic, and her understanding of the soul, spirit, consciousness and memory is not much inferior to Lin's. She is a good teacher for Neville and a suitable candidate to learn Igor's mental healing magic.

But that's not all, because Moody's in southern Europe would bring a new piece of news almost every day - about the promotion ceremony that had been delayed again and again, from the end of November to mid-December.

For unknown reasons, the mission that was supposed to be completed in the fall was not actually rewarded until late winter. In the memories of Dodgers and the vampire Lester, these were not common and could only be explained as special matters being handled with special care.

Fortunately, after five delays, a clear instruction was finally delivered to Dorje on December 12.

[The promotion ceremony will be held at 12pm on December 10th at the Balearic Islands, at Special Base No. 8. The code names of the personnel are Licorice and Honeysuckle.]

After repeated confirmation, it was quickly sent to Lynn and Dumbledore, followed by a question.

Of course, the vampire Lestat will still have to be disguised by Lynn, and the choice of the judge Dojes needs further consideration.

The two left for Bulgaria that night, accompanied by Euphemia, Kingsley, Inès and Regulus.

Taking into account the possible methods of these monsters and the pre-made plans, after some discussion, Dumbledore decided to use human transfiguration himself and team up with Lin En to perform a big drama.

The price was that before the two set out, Dodgers' spiritual world collapsed due to frequent reading and memory extraction, and it would be difficult to fully recover even if the Imperius Curse was lifted in the future.

It was obvious that neither Dumbledore nor Lynn cared about the lives of these dark wizard scum, especially in such a life-and-death war.

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The Balearic Islands are located in the southeast of Spain. They are an important transportation route in the western Mediterranean and have been fought over by many countries since ancient times. Except for the main island of Majorca, the population ranges from a few thousand to tens of thousands, with a few villages, towns and ports scattered around.

On Sunday evening, Lynn and Dumbledore arrived at the mountainous island of Ibiza on time according to the information provided by Moody.

In a coastal village here is a secret base of the Leviathan organization, which has existed for hundreds of years, using the lively and representative nightlife of Muggles as a cover.

Although the sun had already set, Dumbledore and Lynn, dressed as tourists, still blended in unobtrusively with the tourists who came here to travel, listening to all kinds of music as they walked to an old coffee shop in the corner of the village.

Two men, one tall and one short, stood outside the door. People around them walked past as if they didn't see them. This was the effect of the Muggle-Repelling Charm - for today's ceremony, this magic that had not been used for a long time was cast again.

"Stop."

Seeing Lynn and Dumbledore approaching, one of them took a few steps forward and spoke in a cold tone.

"Is this the Night Owl Cafe?" Lynn asked, "We are here to meet a friend and have a reservation."

"What do you call it?"

"Licorice and honeysuckle."

"Come in, there is a leather boot on the third table on the left, you both need to hold it at the same time."

The wizard, who was like a door god, made way for the door, and his companion opened the glass door, revealing a dim light.

Lynn and Dumbledore looked at each other and walked in one after the other. When entering the room, the vampire Lestat, played by Lynn, did not forget to use his shoulder to push away the wizard who had already made way, causing him to groan. He was about to explode, but he forced himself to control his emotions and stood where he was.

Only after he watched the two of them leave with the portkey did he say indignantly, "I've heard people say this old vampire is the worst. Today I see that he is indeed the worst. He has the ability and temper to vent to his superiors. What kind of person is this?!"

"Say less and don't let him target you. This guy is not an easy target to deal with. If he kills you secretly, no one will care about you."

The wizard who was responsible for opening the door shook his head and took off his hood, revealing his short silver-gray hair.

"Although according to the style of the higher-ups, such a capable guy would probably be... Ha, never mind, what does it have to do with small people like us? Just take it, and report back tomorrow morning, and then you'll know."

"...Okay, it's up to you."

The tall wizard who had been complaining just now seemed to have thought of something. He trembled all over and hurriedly followed the senior who was obviously older than him to close the door of the cafe.

The bustling village remained the same, except that the cafe, which was usually open to the public, was suddenly closed. However, no one noticed this abnormality.

Chapter 504 The truth about "promotion"

After a dizzying moment, Lynn and Dumbledore appeared in the pitch-black darkness.

"Fluorescence."

A dazzling ball of light lit up at the tip of the wand, illuminating some of the surrounding space - strange statues, distorted paintings and prints, and blood-like red lines.

"This is your first time participating in the promotion ceremony. Follow me and turn off the light. Don't look around or ask any questions."

Dumbledore imitated Dodgers' tone and habits perfectly. It sounded like a command, but also a request, full of fear and concern.

“Humph… pretending to be gods, do these people really think they are gods?” Lin En snorted disdainfully, “I’ll give you a favor and lead the way.”

An old vampire with a strange personality who has hidden his strength for many years. In order to prolong his life, he reveals his strength and seeks cooperation.

A young arbitrator who has made achievements at a young age and is eager to expand his influence and go further within the organization.

Such a special combination does not seem at all out of place due to the unconventional performances of both of them.

As the light disappeared, only the faint sounds of footsteps and breathing remained. I walked farther and farther away, and I didn't know how long it took before I felt a sudden sense of relief and brightness.

They arrived at a magnificent palace. The previous darkness and crampedness were gone, but the sculptures still maintained the same style as the original ones, exquisite, delicate yet weird.

More than twenty wizards wearing gray, blue and red robes stood in various directions. In the middle was a mysterious man in black, followed by two witches holding trays.

The status of each person is clearly distinguished, but everyone's face seems to be covered with a thick fog, making it difficult to see clearly.

Dumbledore stepped forward quickly and bowed his head respectfully - according to Dodgers' memory, these wizards in robes of various colors were all of higher status than him. One of the two red-robed wizards was the highest-ranking member of the organization he had ever seen in person, his immediate superior.

But at this moment, they are just subordinates. The real big shot who keeps changing the time is right in the middle. He is the protagonist of today's promotion ceremony.

"Your name is Dodgers, and the person behind you is Lester, who has made great contributions to the organization, right?"

A feminine, neutral voice came out from the drowsiness under the hood, neither hurried nor slow. It wasn't very loud, but just loud enough for everyone to hear clearly.

However, it formed a sharp contrast with his large body that was more than two meters tall, which made people feel instinctively nauseous and disgusted.

Dumbledore said hurriedly and fearfully: "My lord, I am Dodgers and he is Lester. We are really surprised that you can still remember our names."

After saying that, he prostrated himself on the ground, just like Dorje did in the past when he met his superiors, without any hesitation, and without caring that his former boss who directly managed him and several judges was standing not far away, he was flattering and attentive.

When he prostrated himself, he quietly activated the badge in his arms without making any sound. The fluctuation of magic power was so weak that it did not arouse any suspicion or abnormality.

Lin En looked around with disgust and snorted rudely: "Who is hiding in the back? Come out together. Do you really think I'm blind?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the wizards who had been calm just now suddenly felt as if they were facing a great enemy. They drew out their wands in unison and pointed them directly at Lin En. Even Dumbledore was not spared.

But Lin En didn't even look at them. He just stared at the man in black in the middle with a playful and arrogant look in his eyes.

"Good eyesight, Mr. Lester." After just a moment, the man in black nodded slightly and raised his hand. The wizards who were facing a great enemy also regained their composure. "Since we have been discovered, you can come with us, Part."

"As expected of a master with hundreds of years of experience, this perception alone is enough to amaze people." Another hooded man in black walked out of the shadows. His voice sounded almost the same as that of the man in black just now, and also similar to that of the deer-headed monster Les who had died at the hands of Lin En.

He walked slowly to his companions, took the tray held by one of the witches, and said politely: "Let me introduce myself. I am Part and he is Bryce. Welcome to join us."

"Join you?" Lin En raised his chin. "I don't remember agreeing to that. We are just cooperating."

"Of course, we are indeed cooperating, but when cooperation reaches a certain level, we become inseparable partners, right?" Pat looked at Lynn calmly without being anxious or annoyed.

Lin En didn't say anything else. Dumbledore, who was crawling on the ground, stood up and retreated to his side tremblingly, as if he was so frightened by his words and actions that he dared not speak.

The two stood side by side, waiting for each other's next words.

The black-clothed man named Brice was just as calm as Part. He took the tray from another witch and said in a deep voice, "Taking into account the outstanding achievements you two made in the last mission and in your previous cooperation, Mr. Lester will be promoted three levels to become a gray-clothed judge."

"Mr. Dorjes was promoted two levels to become the Cardinal Blue Emissary, responsible for coordinating all affairs in Western Europe," said Part.

As soon as they finished speaking, the two of them walked up to Lynn and Dumbledore at the same time. The seriousness in their words surprised the wizards who were watching and on guard around them.

They are all elderly people, and they have never seen these arrogant "gods" express such importance to anyone.

Dumbledore took the tray with great trepidation. Lynn took a look at it, drew out his wand, waved it gently, and floated it beside him. He said coldly, "Don't do these meaningless face-saving projects. Where is what I want?"

"Of course I will give it to you. We also hope to cooperate with such a powerful being for a longer period of time." Seeing that Bryce was somewhat unhappy, Part hurriedly took over the conversation, and when he flipped his hand, a black pill as big as a pigeon egg fell into his palm.

Lin En frowned, took it without hesitation, took a closer look, and immediately had the answer in his mind.

This scent is extremely familiar, yet it is more concealed than the evil god's ruins on Crete because it has been mixed with many rare herbs and disguised with magic and vitality.

"How long can this extend my life?" he asked in a slightly slower tone.

"It depends on one's physical fitness and absorption capacity. From what I've observed about you, it should be at least twenty years."

There was a hint of temptation in Part's voice, and he once again cast the same magic he had used on Voldemort.

It looks like it was successful this time.