Hogwarts: What bad intentions could a little badger have?

Black's words were like a mockery.

He had almost made his words about the Ministry of Magic's incompetence known.

So, the anger in the hearts of Old Barty and the Ministry of Magic officials behind him was rising.

However, since Old Barty had not spoken yet, they did not speak either.

But, even Rebecca, who was next to him, could keenly feel the angry look.

Black faced the anger of the other side calmly, and even had a calm smile on his face.

Old Barty mocked himself for only doing research and nothing else. Wasn't this asking for trouble?

Black guessed that he must have other worries in his heart, so he spoke so unsophisticatedly.

As for what the worries were... needless to say, it must be about his son, Little Barty.

At this time, the system also began to broadcast in his mind.

I was so ruthless in my attack, the other party was so angry that he was about to explode. How could he not drop a treasure chest?

As a result, the smile on Black's face became even more intense.

It was so cool to be able to attack others with righteous words and get rewards.

"I emphasize again that this is the Ministry of Magic's business. If you continue to obstruct the Ministry of Magic's business, you are violating the law." Old Barty said dryly.

He no longer planned to debate with Black, because he couldn't win the argument, so he directly brought out the law to pressure him.

Indeed, obstructing the Ministry of Magic's business violated the Ministry of Magic's laws.

Even Black couldn't deny this.

"You are right. The laws of the Ministry of Magic can indeed restrain me because I am a wizard... But are you sure that your laws can restrain this Muggle gentleman?"

"I think it should not be possible, because he is not a wizard, he is a Muggle, and he should abide by the laws of the Muggle world."

"It is unreasonable for you to use the laws of the wizarding world to restrain him, so you have no right to work for you at the cost of his health without his knowledge."27

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"Excuse me, even if he is a wizard, the law cannot use his health without his knowledge to exchange for the merits of you Ministry of Magic officials."

The muscles on Old Barty's face were trembling, purely out of anger.

He finally understood that Black must have come here to make trouble!

"Have you finished talking nonsense? If you have, then let's go. If it weren't for Dumbledore's face... the affairs of the Ministry of Magic have nothing to do with you. Do you understand?"

"Ha, what a great official power. If you don't mind, let everyone see your power." Black took out a photo from somewhere. In the photo, old Barty was scolding Black, as if it was just taken next to him.

"I happen to be very familiar with the Daily Prophet and The Quibbler. I think they will definitelyI am happy to show everyone how the Ministry of Magic spent a whole year to handle affairs neatly..."

Old Barty's pupils shrank slightly, staring at the photo in Black's hand. No one knew when he took the photo! And this angle...

Old Barty couldn't help but glance at the side, but there was no one there...

Of course he didn't know that this was just a small spell created by Black with the Ruyi Wand. If it couldn't even create this small spell, it couldn't be called the Ruyi Wand.

Old Barty was very afraid of what Black said. The current Daily Prophet had changed at some point and seemed to no longer be the mouthpiece of the Ministry of Magic.

So, once Black told the reporter of the Daily, those guys would really report these shameful things!

How could Old Barty tolerate being pointed at again?

He glared at Black fiercely, then turned to look at Dumbledore, who had been silent since just now.

"Dumbledore, what do you mean? Did you instruct me to do this? "

Dumbledore had been silent just now, and old Barty suspected that Black's words were all instructed by Dumbledore.

Is it because Dumbledore lost his favor with Fudge and now wants to take revenge on the Ministry of Magic?

Mad, even if you want to take revenge on the Ministry of Magic, you can go to Fudge! Why are you looking for me!

Dumbledore touched his beard and said softly: "Bardy, this is not my instruction... But I also fully agree with Black's opinion. Your handling of this matter is indeed very inappropriate."

He looked at the Muggle who was still sleeping soundly in the room, and then said: "Even a wizard will have sequelae after being frequently attacked by the Forgetfulness Curse, let alone a Muggle. "

Dumbledore fully agrees with Black's statement. If he were to organize the World Cup finals venue, he would never let Muggles participate.

Because this would easily violate the International Statute of Secrecy, and Dumbledore was also very disgusted by the use of the Oblivion Spell without paying attention to the sequelae and torturing a Muggle like this.

"What on earth do you want to do!" Old Barty said word by word. He had lost all his patience.

"My suggestion is that this Muggle can no longer continue to do this job. First cure his sequelae, and then temporarily move him and his family to another place, for example, let them travel temporarily... It is not difficult to do this, and only requires a simple Confusion Spell. As for the work here, I suggest you find a wizard to temporarily replace him. "Black gave his own solution.

Black said this because he wanted to save this family of Muggles. If there was no way to save them, it would be fine, but now there is a way to save them, so Black can't just ignore it.

Otherwise, when the Death Eaters riot and march, this family of Muggles will be the most direct victims.Victim!

Hearing Black's words, Dumbledore's face suddenly changed slightly, because he remembered the scene he had seen in Nicolas Flamel's prophetic crystal ball!

In that scene, those masked thugs used the levitation spell to control a Muggle family and several people, floating in the air, torturing...

Now that I think about it, the appearance of the male owner of the Muggle family is exactly the Muggle who is resting inside now?

In other words, once the Ministry of Magic agrees with Black's suggestion and allows this family to temporarily leave here to travel, then this tragedy is very unlikely to happen!

Old Barty glanced at Black coldly, then looked at Dumbledore, "Dumbledore, is this what you mean too?"

"Yes, that's what I mean too!" Dumbledore, who had figured out a lot of things, answered decisively.

The muscles on Old Barty's face were trembling, and anyone could see that he was very angry, but... he still held back.

"Okay... I accept your suggestion... Percy! You will be in charge of this matter. After it is completed, you will replace this Muggle's job!" Old Barty coldly gave Percy beside him an order.

"My name... My name is Percy, Mr. Crouch..." Percy's face flushed, and his heart was full of frustration.

The reason why he was like this was not only because Old Barty never called him by the right name, but also because Old Barty actually asked him to do such a job...

Percy thought that this was Mr. Crouch's punishment for his previous mishandling!

It's over... Mr. Crouch must think that I have no ability... Otherwise, why would he let me do such a boring job? Damn it! This kind of work does not reflect my ability at all! I obviously have more important work to deal with!

Letting Percy guard the camp here is almost like being exiled in his opinion.

Percy is now a little desperate...

"Mr. Crouch... I... I have other work to do..."

"If there is other work, hand it over to others, you will be responsible for managing the camp here! Have I made my words clear enough, Percy?" Old Barty looked at Percy coldly.

"I... I know... and... my name is Percy..."

"That's not important." Old Barty said, and turned away directly.

Percy stared at Old Barty leaving in a daze, and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"Okay, Percy, let's deal with this matter first, I'll go and cure the sequelae of this Muggle gentleman..."

"Black, is there something wrong with you!?" Percy interrupted Black angrily.

"It's all your fault! Why are you looking for trouble? Why don't you just watch the World Cup and go back? You know what? Because of you, I lost a great opportunity to show my face! Mr. Crouch took me very seriously!"

Percy yelled hysterically, venting all his anger on Blake.

"A great opportunity to show off? You are very important?" Black sneered, "What do you mean by important? I can't even remember your name?"

"Shut up! What do you know? You don't know how much I paid to enter the Ministry of Magic and reach my current position!"

Black frowned and said, "Really? Percy, you don't look like a Weasley now... I want to ask you, if the person lying inside is your father or brother, would you still cast the forgetfulness spell on him for the sake of your career?"

Percy was stunned, his mouth stammering, unable to speak.

"Percy, why did you join the Ministry? Is it purely for promotion and wealth, or something else? Don't let your eyes be blinded by the desire for power... and don't forget what your original intention is! If Mr. Weasley and Mrs. Weasley saw you like this, do you think they would be proud of you or would they find you strange?"

"I... I..." Percy's face flushed and he couldn't speak anymore.

"Actually... I can understand that there is nothing wrong with pursuing power, but when pursuing power, you should think more about whether you will hurt innocent people because of your eagerness for quick success..."

"If you are really talented and have shining points, you don't need to be so eager for quick success."

"And... in addition to these, do you know that you have made a big mistake?"

Percy was blinded by the scolding. Hearing this, he looked at Black with his eyes blank. Asked numbly: "What's the big mistake?"

"How old are you this year? How long have you been in the Ministry? You are a newcomer who is less than 20 years old and has been in the Ministry for less than a year, and you are so eager to jump up and down in front of your boss to show yourself. What do you think you would think if you were Mr. Crouch? He would not think you are capable, but only that you are annoying! Do you think... Mr. Crouch, really can't remember your name?"

Percy was struck by lightning when he heard this. "This... How is this possible..."

"As a boss, I like my subordinates to be smart, but I don't like them to be too smart. You've overacted and stolen the limelight from your boss, which will only make your boss unhappy! Otherwise, why did Mr. Crouch, with so many people around him, let you come here to manage the camp?"

Percy was stunned, "Is it because I overacted? So..."

"...If you want to be promoted, talent and the like are the last thing to come. You have to learn how to be a good person and please your boss first. If your boss doesn't like you, how can you get promoted? Although it sounds bad, this is reality."

Percy looked in the direction where Mr. Crouch left, sighed with sudden realization, and then recalled the scenes of the past.

I joined the Ministry of Magic with excellent grades, and then came to work with Mr. Crouch as I wished.

And I also actively performed, but Mr. Crouch's attitude changed from enthusiasm at the beginning,Slowly becoming indifferent, and finally even forgetting his own name...

So, I have been actively showing myself in front of Mr. Crouch, which turned out to be the fundamental reason for my marginalization...

When Black saw Percy like this, he knew that he was right.

He patted Percy on the shoulder, "In fact, your ability is stronger than your father's. What you need to do is not to rush to show yourself, but to settle down first... Otherwise, even if you get the attention of your superiors and then get promoted, you will be isolated because of your lack of qualifications and jealousy from others... In the Ministry of Magic, being isolated is not a good thing. Look at your father, although his official position is not high, he is very popular. In fact, if your father had no ambition, his position would not stop here."

Mr. Weasley is from a pure-blood family, and he has a very good popularity. If he had a little ambition, he would have been promoted over the years.

It's just because he likes Muggle things and some things, he doesn't want to fight for them, so he has been staying in his current position.

Besides, even though he is not in a high position now, it is not that easy to get rid of him.

Otherwise, Mr. Weasley would have been dismissed from his post in the Ford incident, and he might even be thrown into Azkaban.

But the result was just a fine, and even Malfoy couldn't do anything to him... It can be seen that Mr. Weasley is not really useless in the Ministry of Magic.

So, if Percy wants to be promoted, he doesn't need to be so eager to show himself.

"I... Thank you, Black... I have never thought about this in the past. I just think... I think that as long as I show enough ability, I will definitely get the favor of my boss... I didn't expect..."

"Okay, Percy, it's not too late to start from now. Do the job that Mr. Crouch gave you first."

"Okay..."

Then Percy went to the Muggle's house. He planned to use the Confusion Charm on the Muggle's family, and then let them go out for a trip temporarily to avoid the Quidditch World Cup.

As for Black, he stayed here and cured the Muggle's sequelae in a casual manner, then cast a Confusion Charm and let him go home to travel with his family.

After finishing his work, Black noticed Dumbledore's dim eyes behind him.

"Black...did Grindelwald teach you what you just taught Percy?"

"Ah?".