Chapter 846 You Don't Know How Big What You Do

On the first weekend after the start of the fourth year, Anton came to the Ministry of Magic. As the head of the Animagus office, he had the right to apparate directly to the floor where the office was located, and then walked two steps directly to the minister's office.

However, he chose to enter from the hall through the visitor passage. Next to the 'Magic is Power Monument', the huge space gate on the Magic Brothers fountain is still there.

The sea water slapped the threshold of the gate, splashing some water from time to time, and then flowed back into the sea along the newly built gentle slope.

Anton squinted his eyes, facing the sea breeze, feeling the boundless vastness of the ocean outside the gate of space, and his whole mind became expansive for a while.

"It's actually a good decoration, isn't it?" Minister Fudge did not know when he got the news, and he had already quietly arrived behind Anton, leaning on a gentleman's cane, staring at an island in the depths of the ocean outside the gate of space with a complicated expression .

There should have been a terrible Azkaban Castle there. This special building represented the particularity of the British Ministry of Magic in the European magical world. The space gate allows every member of the Ministry of Magic and visitors to clearly know such a thing.

How domineering.

but……

Fudge suddenly realized that he didn't have much fear. Finally, when the great Dumbledore became strong, he didn't have the panic he thought he would have before.

He turned his head to look at Anton, and quietly found that the child had grown a lot taller two years ago, and he could no longer look at him from the perspective of looking down.

Fudge smiled slightly. Seeing that Anton didn't answer, he muttered to himself, "Actually, this gate will bring some troubles. The sea breeze blows into the Ministry of Magic, and the damp water vapor increases the maintenance cost of the Ministry of Magic building. Sometimes I worry that someone will break in through this gate from the ocean, and every time I have to arrange an Auror to watch over it, which is a waste of human resources..."

Anton shrugged, turned his head to look at Fudge, "Maybe we can use it and develop it."

Fudge froze for a moment, then looked into the depths of the ocean thoughtfully, "You mean the island of Azkaban?"

"Yes."

"Because of this space gate, the island of Azkaban is now so close to the Ministry of Magic building, but it itself is located in the depths of the North Sea, and the surrounding area is rarely known due to the influence of dementors for hundreds of years..."

What a smart person Fudge is, he can see through everything, his eyes lit up, "Yes, yes, this is a very good place."

He thought of a lot, for example, some of the more important departments of the Ministry of Magic could be placed on the island of Azkaban, such as the Department of Mysteries and the Auror Office. This approach seems to be more adaptable to today's changing times, and will not allow people to casually break into these places that need to store a large number of confidential documents.

The original Ministry of Magic building, because of this space gate, can be used as the reception area of ​​the Ministry of Magic, and it can be used more in departments that need to receive outsiders.

It's not as simple as separating the two buildings!

If he distinguishes the roles of the two sides by function, and even has a way to make invisible splits of some departments, then there will be more room for maneuvering in certain things.

Fudge rubbed the copper head in his palm, and frowned slightly, "The biggest difficulty in implementing such a policy is funding, and many people will get stuck on this issue with this issue."

Anton curled his lips, and talked about some routines he had seen in his previous life, "Then find a way to put Azkaban Island into construction under another name, and it will become logical to propose relocation later."

Fudge thought for a while, stared at Anton, and greeted warmly, "Maybe we can have a lot of conversations, and you don't mind going to my office? Director Lupine is going to a small island in the Celtic Sea to deal with some problems." A dispute with magical creatures, you can't find him now."

With the trip to New York, many things are changing.

Fudge's attitude towards Anton is also changing.

At least his expression seemed to have become a little cautious, and the superficial thoughts read by the soul-searching were full of uneasiness, which was not as calm as it appeared on the surface.

The gap between the two widened.

In the past, he was an old politician with strong political power and a young star wizard with full potential. Now Anton has shown the level of a super-top wizard and can fight against the black magic Voldemort. The political resources possessed by Fudge seem to be growing stronger In front of magic, it becomes less important.

Anton can now probably understand why Dumbledore is unwilling to become the Minister of Magic.

Because after reaching a certain level, the world is global to them, and they will no longer be limited to the position of the Minister of Magic of a small country.

On the contrary, organizations like 'Magic School' and 'International Federation of Wizards' are more suitable for people like them.

After thinking about it carefully, it seems that a magic school is more suitable for a research-oriented wizard. At the same time, it cultivates students from generation to generation, and its influence unknowingly affects all aspects of the entire world. It is no less influential than being a minister of the Ministry of Magic.

"I heard a message that you are preparing for an 'evening school' at school." Walking into the elevator, Fudge looked at Anton with a smile, "Maybe I can help you with something."

Anton froze for a moment, "Can you provide me with magic books?"

"Oh, there is no way around this." Fudge sighed helplessly, "Magic knowledge has a strict management system in the Ministry of Magic, even I have to follow it, Anton, you have been to the Auror office, you should have this feelings."

This is true.

"It is not that simple to start a school. There are too many considerations besides educational knowledge."

The elevator opened with a ding, and they came to the basement floor. Fudge beckoned Anton to the minister's office.

"Ministry of Magic endorsement is required, which is obviously important."

Anton frowned, "I'm just planning to set up a cram school. I haven't exaggerated enough to build a school by myself. A simple study club organization shouldn't require the participation of the Ministry of Magic, right?"

"Hahaha……"

Fudge smiled heartily, "I understand, I understand, of course you don't want people from the Ministry of Magic to come and point fingers."

As they walked down the corridor, his house elf hurried to the door and trotted to the office wing to prepare refreshments.

Fudge ignored it, and beckoned Anton to sit down on the sofa in front of the desk, and broke it seriously, "But the participation of the Ministry of Magic is necessary, whether it is magic or potions, to be honest, many of them are Dangerous things, even if it is safer to study magic in private than in society, there is still no guarantee that nothing will happen."

"In the history of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, there was a case where a student died because he heard the scream of a mature mandrake root. The Ministry of Magic made great efforts to deal with this matter."

"There are also the 'Ordinary Wizard Rank Examination' and the 'Final Wizard Rank Exam', which represent the social recognition that young wizards can obtain after completing their studies."

"Another example is raising magical animals with a danger level above 2X, each of which needs to obtain a license from the Ministry of Magic, and newly bred species also need to be reviewed by the Ministry of Magic."

"If it is among the people, this kind of thing will become very strict, but if it is in a magic school, it will become much simpler."

"You know, there are only a few magic schools. Their history is even longer than the Ministry of Magic. They still need the permission of the Ministry of Magic, although it is impossible to refuse."

"Oh ho ho~~"

"There are too many intersections between the magic school and the Ministry of Magic. The content involved, such as license issuance, graduation guidance, certificate issuance, etc., is enough to write a thick tome."

Fudge squeezed the brass handle of his palm, and came over across the tea table, looking down, apprehensive, scrutinizing, longing, a pair of cloudy eyes suddenly burst into dazzling light, deeply Staring at Anton intently, "Trust me, the Ministry of Magic is very useful to you."

Anton blinked, feeling Fudge's emotions, and smiled slightly, "Of course, I remember you said that you are my most suitable collaborator."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Fudge smiled happily, very brightly, seeing the house elf brought the brewed black tea, he hurriedly asked Anton to taste it, "I think it is necessary for me to tell you about all the matters that need to be paid attention to in establishing a magic school. "

"Believe me, no one knows this information better than me, even when Dumbledore is here."

"During this period of time, I have read all the files about the negotiations between the Ministry of Magic and Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry after the establishment of the Ministry of Magic. I know too well where the appropriate scale is between the Ministry of Magic and the School of Magic."

"You can't hear this from other people." He looked smug, "People without rights don't understand this, and people with rights won't tell you about these bottom lines, you understand."

Anton looked at the careerist with some helplessness, "Minister Fudge, I really don't want to start a school, I just want to set up a small cram school."

"Of course, I understand." Fudge casually put his cane aside, tugged at his tie, and with some ease picked up a piece of dried berries from the fruit plate and threw it into his mouth, "Funny Anthony Weasley, always Obsessed with magic, I don't know what kind of changes my achievements will bring to the world."

He said this in an aria-like tone, smiling enigmatically.

"Trust me, I probably know you better than you do."

"You always ignore some things, some interests that are extremely important in the eyes of others but you casually throw aside, such as the Animagus office."

"You never know how big you're doing."

Anton was stunned, "I don't have it?"

Fudge looked at Anton with a smile, "Then, if you recall carefully, when you were in New York, did Mr. Stark, the Muggle president, and Avery, the witch, the president of the Magical Congress of America, both promised you at the same time that you could be in the 'Weasley Building 'to build your Animagus office?"

"Oh, of course, you are too lazy to ask for the 'Weasley Building' or 'Anton Building' they promised, and build a 'Asylum Tower' yourself."

The lake of the mind was tumbling, and the related memories of the past were quickly recalled into his mind. Anton nodded in surprise, "There is such a thing."

Fudge smiled a bit cunningly, "This is not a trivial matter! Of course, it may be a trivial matter to you."

He quickly drew out his wand, and waved it a little slowly, "The map is flying!"

"..."

"..."

There was no movement on the shelf opposite the office. Fudge looked at Anton with some embarrassment, and quickly called out to the house elf, "Hey, Ryefield, help me find the world map."

The house-elf gave Fudge a playful look, and Fudge glared at it, and the elf hurried to get it.

"Haha, this house-elf grew up with me, and he's a bit unruly."

Anton just shook his head with a smile, "No, it's fine."

Good guy, he knew that Fudge was a little weak in magic, but he didn't expect to be so weak that he couldn't even cast the 'Flying Curse' successfully.

"It seems that you also need to go to my cram school to make up your lessons." Anton said jokingly.

"Yes, that's it!" Fudge pointed to Anton with some excitement, and patted his thigh vigorously, "Look, just a little you say casually is enough to have a great impact."

Seeing Anton's blank face, he raised his eyebrows, "Think about it, the Minister of Magic went to your cram school for tutoring, will other people follow him, really want tutoring, or want to establish a relationship with you Yes, all kinds of thoughtful officials from the Ministry of Magic, and even members of pure-blood families, will they come over?"

Anton leaned back slightly, frowning, "This is a cram school, not a social place!"

Fudge chuckled, "But you will become a professor to officials of the Ministry of Magic and members of various pure-blood families. If the knowledge you teach is really useful, it will be even more influential."

Anton smacked his lips, "It seems to be really... No, they don't consider the teacher-student relationship when dealing with interests."

What's more, according to the fine traditions passed down from Pedro to the old wizard, or the characteristics passed down from Professor Dumbledore to Professor Voldemort, the friendship between teachers and students...

Forget it!