Chapter 1468

The office area of the new Ministry of magic building in spiral town basically continues the original distribution pattern underground in London.

Although many old staff of the Ministry of magic secretly left and took refuge during the previous attack, many departments are temporarily shut down. However, after several department members who were not very important in wartime were temporarily assigned to other offices for replenishment, the work of the Ministry of magic was barely restored.

Of course, the situation is definitely not good.

Maka hurried around the town and finally found her logistics office clerk Jaden. She walked up the spiral stairs in a somewhat empty building.

It can be seen that since the magic elevator has not been opened, a few magic department members who go upstairs and downstairs basically fly in the middle with brooms for convenience.

Because the main body of the building is a "back" sub shaped building, the offices are all around, and the middle is completely empty from the hall up. Therefore, when the magic elevator can't be used, flying is also very convenient.

"Jaden, don't we use broomsticks?"

Asked by Maka, Jaden, who was walking in front, immediately turned around, looked apologetic and said:

"I'm sorry, Mr. McLean! I'm really sorry... In fact, I seem to be born with flying magic tools such as brooms. When I was at Hogwarts, I tried five times in flying class, and all of them broke bones... So I've decided not to ride brooms since then."

"Oh, so miserable?"

After listening, Maka shook her head in tears and laughter.

"I thought there was a special reason for you to let me follow you up the stairs... Well, but then again, your reason seems special enough!"

With that, Maka suddenly waved her hand and directly took her opponent up the spiral stairs.

Then, in the "howling" of jeden, who was completely unfit for flying, he rushed to the highest floor of the building like a fire crossbow.

In the blink of an eye, Marca fell down the corridor on the top floor, and then casually put Jaden, whose legs were soft into spaghetti, back on the ground.

"You can have a rest here! I'll go to the minister's office myself."

With that said, Maka stopped caring about Jaden, who described the very common fear of heights very subtly, and went straight to the office of the Minister of magic not far away.

"Dong Dong."

"Who!"

After hearing the knock on the door, Maka immediately followed the voice of scrimgeor, even though she clearly nodded.

At first, he had some doubts about the reason why the other party was so eager to call himself. Now, hearing the other party's cry, he could roughly determine why skringer asked him to come.

So instead of answering, Maka waved her backhand and opened the door of the office directly.

"Ah! Who --"

In scrimgeor's inexplicably mixed with the low voice of panic, Maka walked in step by step from the door, and then brought the door back.

"Didn't you call me yourself? Who else? Halbo?"

"Oh, McLean... Don't, don't, don't mention that name here... Doesn't it mean that ancient wizards were good at name magic? If you say his name here, will you attract him?"

Looking at slinger's uneasy appearance, Maka said with an expressionless face:

"Yes, I think it will come soon."

"What should I do? What should I do... Hide... No, it's no use hiding..."

When Maka said that, scrimgeor immediately became a mess. He stood up and did it again. At first, I wanted to find a place to hide, but I soon gave up. I just clenched my wand tightly and looked at the direction of the door.

Maka was so angry and funny that she just sat on his desk, grabbed his wand and threw it on the table.

"Come on, don't bother... Even if Haier Bo will come, do you think he will honestly come in through the door?"

After a little meal, he sat on the table and sighed:

"Mr. schlinger, come on! You suddenly came to me this time... Are you going to step down and resign as the Minister of magic?"

"Eh?" schlinger, who had just recovered, said in surprise, "how do you know?"

To be honest, Maka thought that slinger was a more stable type, because he didn't talk much and usually didn't like nonsense.

But now it seems that too heavy pressure will also change people's character.

Skinger, who has an ordinary ability to coordinate the overall situation, can be said to be tasting his weakness all the time in such a great disaster and chaos.

But after all, he is the Minister of magic. Even in all kinds of operations and asylum, lupin and Kingsley have helped him share most of them. However, there are still many things in the Ministry of magic that need him and the staff of the minister's logistics office to allocate and deal with.

The recent chaos in this period and the massive move out of London have really accumulated a lot of physical fatigue and mental pressure.

Up to now, skinger, who looks firm on the surface but is not strong in the heart, is close to collapse.

As for the personal situation of scrimger, Maka could see everything from the commotion just now.

"Say it first! I'm sure I won't take over the position of 'minister of magic'." Maka was saying. When she saw the other party, she had to say something, and immediately waved her hand to stop his speech. "But if you really have nothing to do, it's not impossible... I'll let Kingsley take over you..."

"But you should remember that once you take the initiative to step down, you will never sit in this seat again!"

"No, no, I don't want it. I don't want any honor or power... I have clearly realized that this chair is determined to be unstable with my small ability."

"All right!"

When Maka heard the speech, she had to shrug her shoulders and say:

"Go and call Kingsley, too! Although I think it should be no problem for him to take over, I still need to listen to his own opinions. After all, no matter what, this is a dangerous appointment, and he should also have his own right of choice."

Hearing what Maka said, skringer had no opinion. He immediately ran out of the logistics office next door and asked someone to go to Kingsley.

"Hmm..." Maka sat on the minister's desk, but she couldn't help looking at the open door and shaking her head, "but if you have to say something, it doesn't seem different if you change people at this time..."