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The golden elevator started to rise slowly after a clattering sound.

Scrimgeour, the head of the Auror Office, took out his handkerchief, wiped his gold-rimmed glasses, and put them on the bridge of his nose again.

His sharp eyes looked at himself through the reflective iron door of the elevator:

The clothes were meticulously groomed, and the dark brown hair and bushy eyebrows were mixed with wisps of gray.

Very good, very spirited!

This is not only Scrimgeour's own evaluation, his Auror subordinates also privately evaluate their boss:

Vigorous like an old lion!

Even though he is very old, he works overtime more vigorously than young people.

Good guy... the donkeys in the production team next door don't dare to work so hard, they have to rest!

But this was Scrimgeour: a tough, high-energy, autocratic Auror chief.

The elevator swayed slightly and went up, and soon a cold female voice announced:

"The second floor, the Division of Magical Law Enforcement, includes the Division of Prohibition of Misuse of Magic, the Auror Command, and the Wizengamoor Administration."

The iron fence opened, and Scrimgeour stepped out. Although he was a little lame, he walked with an inexplicable wind.

Three minutes to go, it's six o'clock!

Scrimgeour glanced at the clock on the wall.

Every morning, at six o'clock on time, he opens his office door, pours a glass of DryMartine, and starts his busy work.

Unlike caffeine, alcohol can make him more stunned.

However, today is something special.

At eight o'clock, he had a trial...the trial of the famous witch Hermione Granger.

In Fudge's words:

Attacked his own secret, attacked three Aurors... an unforgivable sin!

Speaking of which, he had seen this little witch before.

Four summers ago, a black robe wizard attacked Gringotts... William resisted the black robe, was hospitalized after being injured, and went to visit himself.

At the time, Granger was caring for William in the ward, and Scrimgeour had a relationship with her.

Thinking of this, he also sighed. The little witch who was inconspicuous back then has grown to this point now.

Not to mention that the fame is unexpectedly large, and the things he has done are extraordinarily exaggerated!

What Scrimgeour did not expect was:

He thought that kid William, who was strong, danced like this.

In the case of juvenile success, lack of guidance, is likely to embark on the road of crime.

Even the third-generation Dark Lord is not that surprising.

Who would have thought that Granger, who looked like a very honest girl, accepted the heavy blow from the Ministry of Magic earlier than him!

This is really... the past is like smoke, the world is unpredictable!

Well, Scrimgeour still firmly believes that William will be expelled from school sooner or later.

Well, he's still looking forward to today's trial, especially with William himself as a defender.

Looks like some coffee beans need to be added to the DryMartine, not only for the booze boost this morning, but also for an extra caffeine boost.

Scrimgeour thought:

This will be an interesting trial.

After all, Stark is a tough opponent.

Turning a corner, Scrimgeour passed through two heavy oak doors.

He entered a messy and noisy open area divided into many cubicles.

On the nearest cubicle, a sign hung crookedly:

Auror Command.

My place, he thought.

Scrimgeour had arrived early, and during the day there was always chattering and noisy headquarters, and there was no one there at this time, the silence was unreal.

Walking along the corridor, Scrimgeour noticed that the walls of his subordinate's cubicle were covered with things:

From portraits of wanted wizards, to photos of their families, to posters of their favorite Quidditch teams, and clips from the Daily Prophet.

Of course, most of the articles were headlines about William and Hermione.

Especially the seats of the female Aurors were covered with photos of William.

Alas, the current female Auror.

Don't you understand: a man, only affects the speed at which he pulls his stick... This simple truth?

Truth be told, Scrimgeour was also interested in news, true or false.

Not just about Vienna, but also the Jungfrau in Switzerland.

It's a pity that he is only the director of the Auror, and he has no eyeliner abroad.

I wrote to William many times... This kid would only be vague with him, and he couldn't get a word of truth out of his mouth.

The whole person is slippery, like a deformed lizard!

In today's judgment, I have to be **** him.

Just as Scrimgeour was thinking about how to take advantage of this good opportunity to dig up more information, his pupils shrank suddenly and his steps stopped.

He was in Tonks' cubicle and saw Tonks.

Tonks, who can be late five times a week, is not late today, and is he the first to arrive at the ministry?

Too fake!

Well, that's not the point, the point is the two people next to her:

William and Granger.

"Here's the old lion." Tonks whispered, kicking William in the calf at the same time.

She was clearly looking down at the document, but her eyes peeked upwards skillfully, and she observed the director in advance calmly.

Do Aurors have such powerful reconnaissance abilities?

Well... Tonks is just a skill he has developed when he is fishing on a daily basis.

She can lock the leader's position within a second without being discovered.

William stood up and smiled. "Mr. Scrimgeour, long time no see."

"Yeah, long time no see." Scrimgeour suddenly raised his face and threatened, "Tonks, any unrelated person comes to the Auror workspace.

There are highly confidential information here, what if it is stolen?

Your Auror bonus for this month is gone! "

Tonks pursed his lips and looked at William with a sad face.

William smiled and said: "It's not an unrelated person, this Miss Granger is the person involved in the attack.

And I am the defense.

Tonks was worried that the two of us would abscond, so he took control and brought it to the Ministry of Magic.

Not only can she not deduct the bonus, but she has to give some more rewards. "

Tonks nodded quickly, as if everything William said was true.

Scrimgeour snorted coldly, and said yin and yang strangely: "Then forget it this time, for the sake of the famous Stark..."

After speaking, he left, took two steps, turned his head and saw William still standing, and coughed.

William shrugged~lightnovelpub.net~ and had to follow.

Scrimgeour immediately stopped the conversation and said:

"Although I preside over Granger's trial, if you want to intercede for your little girlfriend, don't say it."

William smirked:

"Who came for that... just someone once said that the door of the Auror is always open for me.

Don't know if it counts? "

Scrimgeour opened the office door and couldn't help rolling his eyes.

During the visit four years ago, when he visited William, he also adjusted the relationship between William and Dumbledore.

After two years of courtship, probably since the Venice incident, Scrimgeour never mentioned it again.

You can win over someone who is weaker than you, but it is impossible to win over someone who is much stronger than you as a subordinate.

Whether it is prestige or strength!

Just like Scrimgeour, he couldn't have Dumbledore as an Auror under his command...Is it true?

Still, Scrimgeour said:

"If you want to come, drop out now, and I'll give you an Auror Deputy Director Dangdang."

"Forget it." William shook his head.

"What, you want to be in my place?" Scrimgeour's eyes widened. "That can't be done. If you work under me for five years, you can consider it!"

William couldn't help laughing.

Scrimgeour said angrily, "What's so funny."

"Just remembered something interesting." William said softly:

"There is a wizard who asked me to go to his assistant and promise me to be a secretary for three years and the youngest Minister of Magic in five years.

After five years of working under you, even the Auror Director can only consider it.

The probability is too low. "

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(At the beginning of the month, I begged for the monthly ticket, everyone.)