"How dare you say it, Sigeffen."

Ieta appeared in the suite at some point, walking towards the crowd, and said, "But how do I remember that you were expelled from the International Federation of Wizards because of the attack on Patriarch Harris?"

Skeffen's expression remained unchanged, and he calmly shook his head and said:

"No, it wasn't the Harris family who exiled me, but I exiled the Harris family. There is a huge difference between the two, I hope you don't confuse them."

"you--"

Yietta was obviously not very angry, she pointed her finger at Sigeffen, her face was pale and stiff for a long time, and then she sighed, "You are still the same, you really haven't changed at all."

After saying that, she stopped looking at Sigeffen, turned her head and saluted to Link and Dumbledore:

"Sorry for making the two of you laugh. The delegation from the French Ministry of Magic has arrived at the International Federation of Wizards. On behalf of Elder Harris, I have come to invite the two of you to share lunch."

"Oh, are you there yet?" Link said with an expressionless face, "It's really fast, but isn't this the result of your constant urging after receiving my proposal?"

Yieta didn't answer, just lowered her head lower, the answer is self-evident.

Seeing this, Link didn't ask any further questions. After chuckling twice, he and Dumbledore and the others followed Ietta into the elevator in the suite again.

As Yieta started the elevator, Link and the others' strange gazes all focused on Siegefen.

Skeffen has absolutely concealed some of the facts just now.

Otherwise Ieta wouldn't have rushed out to say that Skeffen was exiled for attacking Chief Harris.

However, Link was only surprised that Skeffen had such a past.

In this regard, he will not ask too much.

After all, the long time in the past has been enough to prove that Skeffen is trustworthy.

"Here we are."

Yieta said softly, and the elevator doors opened almost simultaneously.

What appeared in front of Link was not a corridor, but a huge dining room.

The restaurant as a whole still presents a strong 17th and 18th century style.

This old-fashioned style is rare even in a large old wizarding family like the Malfoys.

However, Link's eyes stayed on the elevator behind them all the time.

You know, the elevator just now went directly from the rest suite where they were to the current restaurant.

It is naturally impossible for the International Federation of Wizards to change the building into a strange shape without corridors, so that is to say, this sci-fi-style elevator is not only as simple as being comfortable to ride, but it is very likely that there are similar collections inside. Apparition or space transfer technology like Floo network.

This further confirms that Link has the possibility that the International Federation of Wizards may escape from Earth in the later period.

After all, this space transfer technology, although it is on the magical level, can also be used to perform ultra-long distance jumps in the universe.

Compared with the defensive running formation arranged by the headquarters of the International Wizarding Federation on the outside of the castle, the gap between this technology is not even a little bit.

Link can only say that their technology tree is quite crooked.

"You are welcome! Mr. Link Foley, and our old friend, Professor Dumbledore! I am William Harris, one of the elders of the International Confederation of Wizards and the moderator in charge of this meeting. ."

Just as Link was observing the elevator, an old man stood up at the main table in the center of the dining room.

He opened his arms and hugged Dumbledore before saying to Link, "Come on, take your seats! Oh, of course! I need to introduce to you, this is Peter from the French Ministry of Magic. Minister Cotton, sitting next to him are the Director of the Enforcement of Magical Laws of the French Ministry of Magic, the Head of Auror Command and several other officials."

Old Harris was a very kind-looking old man.

He had a snow-white beard, as well groomed as Dumbledore.

Of course, the most striking thing is his eyes.

Those brown-yellow eyes looked ordinary, but they seemed to be able to speak.

Looking at him, Link could feel the endless kindness from it. Even if Link deliberately mobilized Legilimency and Occlumency, he didn't find any abnormality.

But even so, Link still felt that this should have been faked by old Harris.

After all, according to what Scott and Ietta said earlier, old Harris should be the father of Scott, and there was a serious conflict between the two.

However, when the father and son met this time, Sigeffen was a little lost, and his eyes were red, not only because of anger but also because he was moved.

On the contrary, it was old Harris. Even when he looked at the son of Skeffen, his expression did not change in the slightest.

It feels like a robot.

Gubye and looked towards the dining table in the direction old Harris pointed.

What appeared in front of Link's eyes was a dozen people who were all dressed in rich Versailles style dresses.

Even if old Harris didn't introduce them, Link could recognize their identities.

After all, Versailles-style dresses are too bells and whistles in the aesthetics of modern people, and even some parts have reached the level of bt.

Except for the oldest French wizard nobles, almost no one wears them like that now.

But then again.

Their outfits matched the 'antique decoration style' restaurant in front of them.

In contrast, Dumbledore wearing a wizard's robe and Link and Skeffen wearing suits look a bit abrupt.

After hurriedly observing the people in the restaurant, Link and Dumbledore sat down opposite the French delegation.

Newland and Skeffen stood behind them with sculptural expressionless faces. This was their essential job as security guards, although Dumbledore and Link didn't really need their protection either.

As for Ietta, she acted as a waiter very consciously, helping with the tableware at Old Harris' side.

To be honest, in this process, the contact between old Harris and Ieta was a little too close.

Judging from the body movements and the contact between the eyebrows and the eyes, the relationship between the two seems not to be as simple as the next generation, but more like...

Link retracted his gaze and glanced at Sigeffen calmly.

He saw that Siegefen was staring at the knife closest to him on the dining table without squinting. His expression was not the same as the excitement he had when he first saw Old Harris, but the coldness in his eyes was even more intense.

"My dear Mr. Dumbledore,"

Just as Link was looking at Scophin and old Harris and the others with a strange expression, an old man sitting in the center of the French delegation suddenly said, "Presumably the one next to you should be Mr. Link Foley. Right? Currently one of the members of the Tripartite Committee of the Ministry of Magic, Hogwarts Education Representative. Hehe, how young!"

Dumbledore smiled and said:

"Young is a good thing, Mr. Minister, it brings more dynamism and new possibilities to our world. Also, Link is young but capable. Even I admire that. "

"It's very good of you to say it, Dumbledore," said the French Minister for Magic, applauding softly, "but sometimes it's not good to be too young. Young people have new ideas, but they are inexperienced. Here In this case, the novel decisions they make are more likely to be devastating. So I'm actually more keen to communicate with more mature people than young people like Mr Link Foley."

The French Minister of Magic paused, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, looked at Link with contempt and said:

"So, the two of you came to the Ministry of Magic at this meeting? What about the elders of your family? Those two committee members were too scared to send a puppet like you to take the blame?"

"Puppet? You mean, Link?"

Dumbledore said in surprise, his eyes kept moving back and forth between Link and the French Minister of Magic, as if he couldn't believe the other party would say such a thing.

"That's natural, no matter how you think about it, such a large Ministry of Magic cannot be handed over to such a young man, right?" The French Minister of Magic said with a smile, "Then there is only one answer left, Link. Foley is just a puppet, a poor **** placed on the table to attract fire. As for who is behind him, I don't know."

Although the French Minister of Magic said this, his eyes were always on Dumbledore.

The meaning is already obvious.

And Dumbledore couldn't help laughing after hearing this for a short while.

While laughing, he also patted Link on the shoulder, as if he heard some shocking joke.

The French Minister of Magic didn't care much about it~lightnovelpub.net~ snorted coldly:

"It doesn't matter if you send a puppet, I don't really care about it. But isn't the number of people you come to the meeting a little too small? You know, for this meeting, we can include magic Almost all the high-ranking officials, including the Legal Enforcement Department and the head of the Auror Command, brought them here.

And what about you? With only one commissioner, and another Dumbledore who has nothing to do with the Ministry of Magic?

Is this a bit too rude? "

After the French Minister of Magic finished speaking, all the officials sitting around him began to echo.

One of them was tall and had a lot of medals on his chest. At first glance, the guy who was the head of the Auror Command even slapped the table and scolded Link angrily.

All kinds of yin and yang weirdness and cynicism came together, instantly making the originally quiet and elegant restaurant become noisy like a vegetable market.

Upon seeing this, the smile on Dumbledore's face gradually faded, leaving only a funny smile.

He looked at Link quietly, and seemed even more curious about how Link would face this situation.

And Link's answer to him was simply too simple to add.

I saw that Link only slightly raised his arm.

The next moment, the majestic magic power spewed out!

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