A Certain Magical Hogwarts

Chapter 745 International Wizarding Conference

William's feelings were incredibly complicated.

It's a bit like the warden of Shawshank Prison, where a prisoner has been living peacefully in prison for decades, and then one day... he disappears without a trace.

Just one word—Damn! (Some kind of percussion instrument)

Hey, you black-hearted king, when can't you escape from prison? Why do you always choose to escape when I come to visit you... Are you deliberately targeting me?

So what if he's past his prime? Why bother trying to create a big news story?

Voldemort's second comeback is still in the works, and you've already stolen his headlines!

Sure enough, wherever Hermione goes, trouble follows... such a terrible constitution.

William's gaze darted around, glancing at her, just as the girl happened to look at him.

Their eyes met, and without a word, they both understood what the other was thinking.

That's right, the other party is the walking source of all evil.

So William suffered the consequences. Hermione stretched out two fingers and secretly pinched his waist, trying to use violence to make him admit to the label so that she could clear her name.

William grabbed Hermione's hand to stop her from going any further, and walked into the room.

The room was small and rudimentary, with nowhere to hide, let alone dig a tunnel.

As the Sherlock Holmes of the 1980s, William possessed keen eyesight, a powerful gait, and a radiant presence.

He bent down slightly; on the ground was a pool of ashes.

William raised his wand and collected the ashes into a glass bottle.

To prevent the old man from getting bored, they wanted to change his cell to a different one to change his mood; or take a walk in the castle; or perhaps go to the meeting hall to reminisce about the past glory... William and his two companions searched the castle again.

But after searching for twenty minutes, they still found nothing.

They did find the three Aurors who had been knocked unconscious.

Well, the Auror was knocked unconscious, so he's definitely dead.

Meanwhile, the Aurors from the Austrian Ministry of Magic had already apparated and arrived at the scene.

Seeing the large number of Aurors who looked like they were facing a formidable enemy, and the stern expression on Minister Soros's face, William breathed a sigh of relief.

If Soros remains calm, then even he can't help but wonder:

The Austrian wizards are all Grindelwald's traitors.

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Although Grindelwald was imprisoned in Austria, his escape was not just a problem for Austria alone, but a serious international issue.

Who can blame him when, at his peak, his influence extended throughout Europe and North America?

This is an international war criminal!

The International Wizarding Federation Conference, which was supposed to be held the following day, was also forced to start urgently in the middle of the night.

At this point, representatives from seventeen countries were finally represented.

These are the seventeen countries, and the International Federation of Wizards must come up with a reasonable solution as soon as possible.

Why is the federation so afraid?

The representatives from various countries were mostly elderly wizards, many of whom had lived through the era of Grindelwald.

Young people may be more familiar with Voldemort and more afraid of this "second-generation black man".

But the older generation knows better than anyone how terrifying the "Black Generation" Grindelwald is.

His greatest strength was never his ability to manipulate people's hearts.

The United States once captured Grindelwald, but he was only imprisoned for six months, and the Aurors guarding him were changed three times.

All the wizards who had long-term contact with him were bewitched by him.

Another problem has arisen... The International Wizarding Federation is leaderless, without a president.

The former president was Dumbledore, but he has been stripped of his delegate status by Fudge, the Minister of Magic of England.

The International Wizarding Federation is equivalent to the United Nations with real power, and the president's power is indeed greater than that of a country's Minister of Magic.

However, the president is elected from representatives of various countries. To become the president, you must first be a national representative.

To become a national representative, one must be appointed by the Minister of Magic and approved by a vote of Wizengamot.

This is also why Fudge's disagreement with Dumbledore becoming the representative could disqualify him from being the chairman.

Since the president is no longer here, the purpose of this meeting was to elect a new president.

Unexpectedly, Grindelwald's prison break occurred.

As for temporarily appointing the vice president, unfortunately... the Wizarding Union does not have the position of vice president.

This is similar to the Pope, who only has cardinals below him. When have you ever heard of a so-called vice-pope?

"I think the most urgent task is to bring Dumbledore back as soon as possible and let him take charge again."

As a staunch supporter, the Macedonian representative spoke first.

His words were echoed by many wizards.

"Indeed, only Dumbledore could stand against Grindelwald."

"That's right, hurry to Hogwarts and ask Dumbledore for help!"

While some agreed, others opposed, and many representatives had their eyes on the vacant presidency and wanted to advance further.

"I'm sorry, Dumbledore has been disqualified by Fudge for making false statements," the Russian representative announced loudly.

"I have never heard of an unqualified wizard being allowed to continue serving as president; this is against the rules."

We need to re-elect the president of the letter.

"That will take a long time to elect, long enough for Grindelwald to make a comeback three times over!" shouted the Italian representative.

That's true.

The election of the president has always followed an ancient method.

This tradition is eternal... secrecy, folded slips of paper, burning ballots, mixtures of ancient potions, smoke signals.

According to the rules for the election of the president:

On election day, delegates will stay in a "secret room".

During the election of the president, the secret room was completely isolated from the outside world, with all the doors locked and sealed, and no one was allowed to enter or leave.

The delegates held secret ballot presentations twice a day. After the votes were counted, the ballots were immediately burned, and the smoke was piped out of the window so that the wizards gathered nearby could know the voting results.

If no candidate has enough votes, the ballot is burned with wet grass, producing black smoke; if a candidate is elected, the ballot is burned with dry grass, producing white smoke.

The election was suspended after the new president announced the dissolution.

The longest election lasted a full two months before a new president was elected.

The entire conference hall suddenly became noisy.

"I think..." a sweet voice suddenly said.

As Fudge's close comrade and partner, Umbridge replaced Dumbledore as the new representative of England.

She began by saying, "Given this crisis, I believe that at times like these, we must stand together."

Although Dumbledore has stepped down, this representative can take his place and continue to fulfill the responsibilities and obligations of the Chairman.

The president of the federation wields considerable power and can be biased towards his own country to a certain extent.

Fudge doesn't want Dumbledore to step down unless absolutely necessary. So this vacancy is one he has to fight for.

To be a wizard, you need to have dreams; what if you succeed?

"Crisis? The magical world has never been free from crisis..." the French representative retorted sarcastically.

"Your representative may have a bad memory, not to mention the Death Eaters who ravaged Britain more than a decade ago."

"Take Black, who escaped from Azkaban two years ago; the Quidditch World Cup that was attacked a year ago; and the wizards from various countries who were kidnapped..."

"This new British representative—Umm Ridge, is it?"

Your so-called "crisis" is nothing more than a manifestation of your own ignorance.

After all, given the hasty timing, you might not yet be fully capable of fulfilling the role of the British representative.

The French representative's words were full of sarcasm, as if Umbridge were some naive young girl who had never seen the world.

Umbridge blushed and glared at the other man.

But the French representative simply gave the middle finger, expressing his disdain.

Your family's minister will spoil you, but nobody here will pay you any attention!

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