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Leona's blow not only made everything impossible to conceal, after all, an entire forest in Albania was completely wiped out, which was much cleaner than a forest fire.

Unless the non-magic world is blind, or the magic world here casts a spell on everyone, it is impossible to hide this matter from them.

If ordinary wizards cause such irreversible information leakage, the international wizarding agency will directly issue a wanted order.

Then, the best outcome for the wizard in the rest of his life is to stay in prison until he grows old.

But this time, not only the international wizarding organization didn't say a word, but even the United States Department of Magic, which usually danced the most cheerfully, didn't say a word.

"Minister, should we send a letter of inquiry to them according to the normal procedure?" a member of the American Ministry of Magic asked in a low voice.

He is responsible for diplomacy, but this time, he is a little afraid to follow the procedure. If the goddess of dawn jumps over and throws an attack, who can withstand it? No one can stand it!

The American minister shook his head and thought for a moment, "I remember that your personal relationship with Fudge is not bad?"

The subordinate smiled awkwardly. As for the relationship, he did have it. He was the kind of distant relative who couldn't be more remote, but the relationship couldn't be said to be good.

The American Ministry of Magic has been reducing Fudge's voice in the international community for many years. The two parties have their own masters, and the relationship is naturally not harmonious.

"Ahem, I am the Minister of Magic of a country after all. Please apologize for some things in the past." The minister knocked on the table and said.

The subordinate nodded. He understood what his boss meant. He wanted to ask about the situation through smuggling channels first. As for the situation and the attitude of the other party, whether it would be reported to the public or not would be discussed later.

Similar conversations happen not only here, but also in many other countries.

As a result, Fudge's personal communication channels immediately became full, and the official channels also became busier than ever.

Ministry of Magic External Relations Department, Jack folded the letter in front of him, and then glanced distressedly upstairs.

He could hear Fudge's arrogant voice clearly even from a floor away.

"What's wrong? Which small country's contact letter is it? Just put it in the queue." The colleague turned around and said something while he was busy.

"That's good." Jack rubbed his temples, "It's the minister's home letter. The office is full, so the owl can only send it to me through the official route."

The colleague glanced at Jack with pity. This matter is not easy to handle. Logically speaking, it should be done first before personal matters, but with such a queue, I don’t know when this private letter will be queued up.

If something goes wrong, Jack will be scolded in the end.

"I've decided, I'll take it now." Jack stood up and picked up the letter, "The minister is in such a good mood now, so it shouldn't be a problem to interrupt him."

"I wish you success." His colleague said casually, but he was not very optimistic about this.

Jack walked to the minister's office and listened to Fudge's loud conversation. He was probably in contact with the ministers of magic from other countries.

After waiting at the door for a few minutes, seeing that there was no sign of stopping inside, Jack knocked on the door.

"Come in," Fudge said.

Pushing the door open and walking in, Jack saw Fudge lying on a chair with his legs crossed without any memory.

"What's going on?" Fudge raised his eyebrows, not blaming Jack for disturbing him at all.

"Minister, your letter belongs to your elder." Jack whispered.

"Oh~" Fudge deliberately raised his voice a few times, "My elder, that can't take up working time, what do you think?"

"It's okay, it's okay." The other minister on the other side of the curse responded quickly, faster than Jack could reply.

"Maybe it's an emergency. You go and deal with it there first. I'll wait a moment. It's no problem. By the way, take me to say hello to your elders."

"Hey, this is so embarrassing, so I'll offend you." Fudge stood up, saying he was sorry, and hung up the call without stopping with his hands moving.

So arrogant...

Jack lowered his head and thought to himself.

Fudge took the letter from his hand, "Oh, ask me if I'm free to go back for dinner today."

"Then minister, can I help you take him back?" Jack asked in a low voice.

Contacts between the Ministry of Magic are all through their external contact lines, which are relatively confidential.

"Forget it, we'll talk about it tomorrow and let him wait." Fudge waved his hand and said nonchalantly.

The minister in the United States often did this kind of thing before, such as replying when he was off work. Although the Minister of Magic like Fudge did not have a definite off-duty time, Fudge knew that the guy was just being disgusting. After all, there was a big time difference between the two sides. It’s not that we can’t take care of everything at the same time.

Now that he finally had the chance to feel sick, he had to take revenge.

Fudge returned to his seat, looked through the mail, and knocked on the table. At this time, his family suddenly asked about dinner. It seemed that someone had left the house.

"Jack, please send me a message and tell me to go back." Fudge said. He still had to seize the time to listen to the praise of ministers from other countries. For family matters, he can just go back after get off work and let that person wait.

"Minister! Hogwarts has responded and agrees for you to go." Suddenly a wizard came into the door and said loudly.

This is also a bit interesting. Hogwarts is under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Magic. Now that Fudge, the Minister of Magic, wants to go, he has to say hello and ask in advance.

"Jack! Come back!" Fudge directly called Jack who was about to go out.

Then, Fudge turned to look at the wizard who had just entered, "Hogwarts, Minerva, no, did Professor McGonagall say when can we go?"

"Um... there was no definite time in the reply." The wizard paused for a moment. He was getting more and more confused. Does Hogwarts have to set the time for Fudge to pass?

"Then go and ask!" Fudge said, slamming the table hard.

"Yes! I'm going now!"

After the wizard left, Fudge thought for a few seconds and said, "Jack, let me change this. I won't go back today. I will also sort out my itinerary. During this period, all further itineraries have been moved back."

"Yes, Minister," Jack replied.

"Also, if there is any information from Hogwarts, please tell me immediately, and I will double the funds sent to Hogwarts this year." Fudge continued.

"Yes, Minister." Jack blinked, and Fudge suddenly turned into a licking dog in his eyes.

Fudge waved his hand and told Jack to get lost. What a look, he didn't understand anything.

Why is Fudge so stubborn now? It's not because of the strength of Leona from the People's League over there. Now that Hogwarts and the People's League have such a close relationship, why should he wait if he doesn't build a good relationship quickly?

As for dog licking, as long as there is benefit, everyone can be a dog licker.

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