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Chapter 482: Too Outrageous Treatment

After exchanging a few words with Percy, Andrew was taken all the way to the tent area of ​​the Ministry of Magic.

Fortunately, he did not need to deal with a bunch of messy social interactions. To be exact, there was even a luxuriously decorated folding tent specially provided for him, which was even equipped with a rest room and a study for temporarily processing documents.

The most outrageous thing is that there are a bunch of books and magazines related to Transfiguration on the bookshelf. Judging from the packaging, these things are brand new...

"That's too outrageous," Andrew was a little stunned, and turned to look at Percy, "I think I wrote to you a long time ago to let you know that I would only watch the finals, right?"

"It was done by the Logistics Department. Of course, I also contributed a bit."

Percy shook his head. "This is the first time I've seen those people so easy to communicate with. If you're hungry, you can notify the kitchen. We'll provide meals."

This…

Fudge was really willing to spend Galleons. Andrew stepped on the carpet - this thing was better quality than the special sleeping bag he had at school...

"Tsk, tsk, I almost want to work for the Ministry of Magic, Percy."

"If you come, I guess they will set up a separate office and department for you to work on your own, just like the power laboratory that I graduated from last year. They were attached to the department and set up a separate office."

Percy nodded. "I have a free time to go to and from get off work every day, and even the funding is much higher. It just seems busier than before."

"It's just talk. My ambition is to stay in school."

He shook his head, walked quickly to the bookshelf, and looked through the books on the shelf.

But unfortunately, it was just a pile of Galleons, and all the books were new. There were no lab notes or old books related to Transfiguration. But this was normal, after all, that stuff couldn't be stacked with Galleons.

However, today's journals on transfiguration are quite complete, which can be considered a good way to kill time. He picked up a magazine at random, sat on the desk, and subconsciously searched the drawer, but unfortunately, there were no snacks.

Fortunately, he brought a lot with him. After taking some out of his pocket and sharing them with Percy, he sat directly on the chair and said, "This is outrageous. I'm only here for a day..."

"So I was given a day off," Percy tore open a chocolate frog unceremoniously and ate a leg in one gulp. "Dad is on holiday, but I've been on duty for the past few days - you don't know what outrageous things I've encountered. They wear Muggle clothes in a weird way."

He swallowed hard and gestured with his hands, "Wandering around in pajamas is the least of the problems. There are actually wizards who walk around in short skirts!"

"Uh, it's just a personal hobby, it's not that serious, right?"

"Just a skirt!"

Percy waved his left hand vigorously.

what?
Seeing Andrew's stunned expression, Percy laughed exaggeratedly, "Also, I don't know what those idiots in the Sports Department were thinking. When they were arranging the venue, they actually omitted a Muggle-born administrator in the camp, saying that he could ensure that everything in the camp looked normal... What were they thinking? One in thirty wizards behaving abnormally is enough to make people suspicious..."

"That's outrageous..."

Andrew shook his head - how could this be normal!

"Who is in charge of security at this camp?"

"Mr. Barty is in charge of the camp. He is the Director of the Department of International Magical Exchange and Cooperation. The security is provided by Ms. Bones, the Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. However, the team leader is Mr. Scrimgeour, the Head of the Auror Office."

Percy answered almost without thinking, letting Andrew know how obsessed with power this kid was - or to put it in a positive way, he was conscientious in his duties. "What's so high-end about this? The camp, I mean the camp here, which is the camp of the Ministry of Magic under the Logistics Department. I plan to personally thank the person in charge and ask him to send the administrator and his family out. The influence of those above is too great."

Andrew shook his head. He knew too well how the wizarding world dealt with things.

Memory magic is used for this purpose. He took time out of his schedule during this holiday to study this. Combining the information left by Professor Lockhart and the information supplemented by the dean, he was able to get started - although he was still a long way from what he promised the professor at the end of the previous school year, he also knew how severe the side effects of using this thing frequently could be.

Not to mention the accompanying Confusion Spell, which adds up to double the damage.

Even for the sake of safety, don't cast spells back and forth. Let the other person sleep quickly, and then cast a forgetfulness spell to be done with almost no side effects. It's simply torture to cast spells back and forth.

Percy thought about it for a moment, and about a quarter of an hour later he called the director of the Materials Management Office of the Logistics Department who was in charge.

"Is there anything wrong with our hospitality, Mr. Taylor?"

The office director with a kind smile is a middle-aged wizard with a slightly balding head. His voice is very contagious and sounds extremely sincere.

"No, Mr. Bont, I am very grateful to the Ministry of Magic Logistics Department for providing such generous treatment. I originally planned to go there in person to thank them, but I am really not familiar with the camp. It is too gorgeous."

"That's great, Mr. Taylor. The Logistics Department has always been the guarantee of the Ministry of Magic."

"I couldn't agree more. I will express my gratitude to Minister Fudge again. Mr. Bowent," Andrew nodded, "but I have a very strange thing. It seems that a Muggle has sneaked into our camp. Although he is very friendly, today is a special day after all. Can you let him leave the camp safely and properly?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Taylor. I'll take care of this."

"No, no, it's just a small, willful request from me. Sorry to bother you, Mr. Bolt."

Andrew looked relieved that he had troubled others.

"Then I'll go take care of it. He will be brought out safely, Mr. Taylor. Our security is very good. If you plan to go out for a walk, there is an Auror on duty outside."

"Thank you very much, I'll ask for your help again if I need anything, sir."

-

“It’s the first time I’ve seen him so enthusiastic.”

Percy shook his head as he sat down and continued to eat his snack, "I regret not having detention."

"There's no such thing as promotion if you stay in school, and you don't like being a professor."

Andrew leaned back in his chair. "The job is done. I just have to express my gratitude in the evening. But I have to thank you anyway. The treatment I received this time is really beyond my imagination."

He probably figured out what was going on.

The reputation gained from using his own skills certainly accounted for the majority, but there was also a second reason - now that he was famous, Fudge felt at ease.

He represented Dumbledore's educational level very well. With a higher educational level, people naturally felt that Dumbledore was not as good as the headmaster as the Minister of Magic - although it sounds outrageous, considering that it was Fudge, it is not impossible to think so.

'Even in the wizarding world, this is too magical...'

(End of this chapter)