Chapter 716： A conference destined to go down in history

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At three o'clock in the afternoon, the meeting was held at the headquarters of the International Confederation of Wizards.

This is a spacious room, comparable to a standard basketball court, but when more than 400 chairs are erected here, it becomes a bit crowded, not to mention an open space in the middle, which is covered with purple and gold-trimmed Carpets for people to make impromptu speeches. In the front of the room, a long table was deliberately raised. It was the seat of the president of the International Federation of Wizards. There were several fixed seats near the chairman's seat, which belonged to the vice president, the secretary and the anonymous seat. The number of people sitting in the secret seat is not fixed each time, and relevant people are invited according to the theme of the meeting. For example, this time it is Amelia Burns.

Some people followed Ms. Burns' line of sight to the young man diagonally above her. The man's expression was not as serious as hers, but with a smile on his face and a strange hat in his hand. The two were talking in a low voice. Felix Hepp, I don't know how many people read this name in their hearts with awe. With Agimbad's prestige, it is impossible to get these people together. The current situation is almost created by him.

Felix Heppe was next to Agimbad on the other side, and it seemed that the pressure had been taken away, and he looked good. He was wearing a robe with many layers and delicate structures, and he sat high on the rostrum. There was a ripple in the hearts of the delegates participating in the meeting. The position of the vice president was still vacant, and it seemed that it was prepared for Felix Heppe. It has not happened in history that the president did not care about everything, and the vice president took the power. the behavior of.

In fact, the last President Dumbledore did just that, but he was the one who took the initiative to delegate power.

"You dyed your hair?" Felix asked with interest.

Ms. Burns, who was checking the information, gave him a white look, and snorted with her nose, "Hmm." "—The complexion is much better, and you used the beauty potion?" Burns's movements froze. Felix whispered, "Look more closely, your hair—" "What's wrong with your hair?!" "—it seems to be growing, wait for me to look through my memory—" After a few seconds, he opened it. With a firm expression on his face, he said, "Yes, it's just long."

Ms. Burns, who seemed slightly embarrassed, whispered, "Felix, this is a serious occasion!" But she was visibly distracted, rummaging through the materials at her disposal.

"when?"

"What did you say—"

"Happy event!" Felix said solemnly, "Last time at Bill and Fleur's wedding, I saw Sirius put a chicken leg in the shape of a little Eros, well, maybe I'm wrong, then More like-"

"Bah, shut up."

...

As the current president of the International Federation of Wizards, Babajid Agimbad knocked on a small wooden hammer, and the crowd gradually quieted down.

"Three centuries ago, we created the Statute of Secrecy, and it worked well until the wizarding world was exposed. So I hope you have the same historical sense of responsibility for an instructive and forward-looking law."

"I am honored to invite Ms. Amelia Burns, who participated in the entire negotiation with the Muggle government and successfully reached a consensus. At your side... Mr. Felix Hepp, an expert who has also been deeply involved in negotiation, described to me the subtleties of this book. There are no sloppy sentences in the agreement, and every line of text is carefully selected. Yes, in line with the moral tone of both parties, you will find that the content of Parts II and III will be repeated. He will have the power to maintain order in this conference and arbitrate on controversial issues."

After Arginbad finished speaking, he paused. Seeing that no one had objected, he looked to the right, "Felix?"

Felix nodded and said briefly, "Amelia, you can start."

Ms. Burns' calm voice echoed in the empty conference room. She wears familiar monolithic eyes, her face half hidden in light and shadow.

"...The second part mainly describes the progress and results of the negotiations between the Ministry of Magic and the host country's government, as well as some inconclusive debates; the last part is the plans that have been implemented or are about to be implemented that can promote cooperation between the two parties, such as joint law enforcement, Magic Shop - oh, we opted for a book sale with giveaways, thinking that would be a better way to open up..."

"As you can see," she said, glancing around the chattering crowd, "I'm going to do everything I can to support everyone here with context and details." She sat down.

"Thank you, Amelia, thank you, Babajid," Felix said loudly, his eyes flicking across every face.

"We're going to have a far-reaching law that's as effective as the Secrecy Act, and in some places even more so."

"Not to run for a year or two, but to be measured in centuries, like the Statute of Secrecy. That's why we don't spend time negotiating specific details, much less discussing things like 'a drunken wizard blows up Small things like how much money should be fined for the trash can, whether to imprison' - that is the responsibility of the Ministry of Magic itself, you go to discuss with the local government, follow local customs, and adapt to local conditions - what we need to determine is emotional, conceptual It's a matter of principle and principle, what's acceptable and what's not."

"They will become the norm for the wizarding world in the future, and it is the consensus of everyone. Once established, no individual, group, or subsidiary law can violate it."

"Okay, now everyone is free to speak, to offer independent opinions, and to ask questions about Ms. Burns' previous speech."

After being quiet for a while, the representatives of the various countries began to speak, as if to liven up the atmosphere, a witch with light yellow thin hair asked lively: "Borns, why do you use the form of selling books, because you think those Muggles are in urgent need of replenishment. Common sense?"

There were muffled laughter from the crowd, but many more did not.

"There are two reasons for this," Ms. Burns said calmly. "First, me and—" she glanced at Felix, "we think magic is mysterious to outsiders, so when we first came into contact with In one to two years, no matter what we come up with, it will attract huge attention. Compared with potions, magic food, and magic items with various special functions, we hope that people can understand the culture and concept of wizards, and at the same time Also to prove one thing: except for magic, there is no essential difference between wizards and ordinary people;"

"The second reason - also mentioned in the book "Promoting the Openness of Magic" - the magic world should integrate into the outside world in a gentle way, and try not to impact the existing systems and social systems of both parties; so the reason is very Obviously, it's not a big deal to have an extra comic book that can automatically turn pages in the average person's home, but if you have an extra invisibility cloak, it's likely to cause problems."

The questions grew sharper, and Ms. Burns couldn't handle it alone, so Felix got involved, as if he were answering questions in class - and most importantly, no one was there. Dare to be unreasonable with him.

Some new departments are also under discussion. For example, the International Magic Technology Cooperation Review Committee - responsible for reviewing the cooperation projects between the two parties; the International Magic Trade Association - responsible for cross-border trade and the review and approval of the list of first, second and third categories of items; emergency investigation team - responsible for communication and handling difficult issues emergencies with potentially huge risks.

The quill pen in front of the clerk was scrambling to write.

A red-haired wizard mentioned the Pan-Magic Alliance. "At present, branches have been set up spontaneously in various places. Although the progress is different, at least they are all under preparation, but the headquarters of the Pan Magic Alliance does not even have a shadow."

"Maybe it can be placed in the lower department of the Federation?" a wizard suggested.

"Doesn't that still mean that other races are subordinate to wizards?" the red-haired wizard objected, "We must give up some rights in exchange for their support for wizards. In the new era, the old way will not work, those races is our natural ally..."

"You mean to make the Pan-Magic Alliance stand above the Federation?"

"I didn't say that."

"Then what do you mean?"

"At least it's not like you only know how to avoid problems! Cowardly ball and duck!" The red-haired wizard spat out a dirty word.

"Watch out for the drool, you slimy ghoul!"

Seeing that the two sides were arguing fiercely, and neither could convince the other, Felix cleared his throat and the crowd quieted down.

"Write down this problem first, and there may be unexpected solutions when the meeting goes deeper."

At this time, there was a commotion outside the door. During a heated discussion people stopped and looked towards the door. Immediately followed by a hurried knock on the door, Arkinbad frowned, waved his wand, and the layers of magical radiance converged.

"What's the matter, Claude?" Agimbad shouted at the man. "Didn't I tell you to stand at the door so that no one can disturb you?"

Claude hesitated for a long time before he said: "G, Grindelwald—"

"He actually dared to come?" Arginbad was shocked. The conference room seemed to have pressed the pause button, and it was terribly quiet. Then many people jumped up from their chairs, looking shocked, and the room suddenly became a mess.

Felix frowned, finding himself ignoring the fact that most of the people attending the meeting were quite young, and most of them had seen with their own eyes how Grindelwald had become so powerful and disrupted the entire wizarding world.

Just when everyone was at a loss, a calm and loud voice struck their hearts like a drumstick—

"quiet--"

Everyone looked at Felix, who was sitting on the stage. He stood up and said to Claude calmly, "Claude, finish your words."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Hepp," the man stammered. "Grindelwald didn't come, it was his men—I mean," his half-bald head was covered in fine sweat, "he also sent A delegation, nearly 20 people, said they were going to attend the meeting!"

The conference room seemed to explode.

"Let them in." Felix suppressed all the arguments. The representatives of the Ministry of Magic of various countries looked at him one after another, as if they had found the backbone, and then turned their eyes to the door, with a look of anticipation in their eyes. After waiting for a few seconds, they heard messy footsteps, and then a group of people came in from outside.

The leader was a tall woman with dark skin, gray eyes, a few tawny stripes smeared on her face, and dark, slightly reddish-brown hair neatly combed back, covered by a spiky hair. The hoop was tightly bound.

"Rebert?" said Arginbad, looking at the woman in surprise.

"Arginbad, long time no see," said the woman, seemingly relieved. The greeting from the two indicated that they knew each other. She calmed herself down and spoke in a vague voice, a bit like a first-time theatre actor reciting lines: "Marawatl Raibert, Egyptian Minister of Magic, has seen you all."

"Egypt has no Ministry of Magic," Agimbad shouted in a muffled voice.

"There is now," said the woman with the headband, looking at Agimbad and Felix, carefully picking the words: "We were ordered to attend the Federation meeting, and the man said that African wizards occupy the entire One-tenth of the population of the magic world, since it is an international conference, will definitely join in the fun."

Arginbad said hesitantly: "In this case..." He was a little uncertain, his expression kept changing, and he seemed to be in a complicated psychological struggle, and he was stunned for a while.

Felix waved his hand, and a row of chairs appeared out of nowhere, and then he gestured to Maravatelle Raibert with his eyes, "Welcome—even if it is included in the dictionary, we share the same name." Maravatelle Lai Burt sniffed and walked towards a location, and the people passing by had different expressions and exchanged glances.

The person behind the woman planned to follow suit, but Felix stopped him with his eyes.

"The people who came in reported their names and identities in turn." He said calmly.

He was followed by a clean-skinned, stocky man who stopped abruptly and introduced himself a little embarrassingly: "Mu, Muto Tobias, Minister of Magic of Nigeria." Glancing at Felix, seeing Felix nodding slightly, he quickly followed the front, and everyone found that his clothes were soaked with sweat——

If Arginbad or Hepp ordered the two dozen to be locked up, there was nothing they could do.

There are those who cooperate, and naturally there are also stunned, but that guy has now turned into a painting, which was picked up by the secretary of the federation and hung on the back of the chair, leaving only a pair of pitch-black people. His eyes turned left and right in horror, and he seemed to be quite happy.

"How courageous." The old wizard next to him muttered, "It won't be able to recover forever, will it?" As soon as the voice fell, those black and white eyes turned even more violently. The old wizard sneered, rolled up his legs as if folding clothes, and put them on the chair.

Another elderly witch touched it with her fingers, and hurriedly retracted her hand, making a sound of disgust.

Felix looked at the first woman to sit down and asked as if nothing was wrong, "Nona Raibert is your—"

"Second daughter." The woman was a little flattered.

"Her performance in the Goblet of Fire was impressive," Felix said.

"Oh, thanks--"

After the group sat down one by one, everyone was a little stunned. If nothing else, it was surprising that there were more than 20 Ministry of Magic in Africa. Africa can send more than 200 people to the meeting. But the question is, is Grindelwald pushing them ahead as puppets, or is he really ready to implement reforms and establish new institutions in Africa?

Arginbad was stunned for a while, but also accepted Felix's approach. He stared and asked, "What does Grindelwald mean?"

Marawatl Raibert shook his head, "No one knows what he's thinking."

"Will he abide by the resolution made by the Federation General Assembly?" Agimbad pressed, and Marawatl Raibert then shook his head, and he sighed in disappointment. Despite his expectations, he couldn't help being disappointed.

"At least he's willing to send someone over to show that he doesn't intend to cut us off completely," said a wizard. His words drew a low chorus of echoes. "Anyway, we're all wizards."

These remarks worked, and those who attended the meeting no longer regarded these uninvited guests as aliens, but the focus of the next seemed to be off topic, and representatives of various countries began to ask about the African wizards living in the "enemy-occupied areas".

"Mr. Grindelwald... He kneaded the originally loose self-governing organizations and gave us the division of powers, such as the Egyptian Ministry of Magic, which was forcibly united on the basis of the original twelve regional self-governing organizations; he also moved out I have written the Wizarding Code as a basis for governance and management. I have carefully studied the above content, and it is similar to the book published by the British Ministry of Magic, but the words are more sharp, and on some issues, it requires prohibition..."

"Can you talk about that part?" Felix asked coldly. "Maybe it will help with the theme of this meeting."

"Oh, uh, okay," said Marawatl Raibert.

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