Spotted By Grindelwald And Went To Hogwarts Chapter 287: Smart Mr. Wallop

The summer vacation has begun, and Sean, who was originally busy, is free all of a sudden.

Practice is still king in the magic class. If you don't practice magic in the field, the effect of self-study will be much reduced. Sean had already used the Dark Mark to ask Barty Jr., even if he changed to an adult wand, he would not be able to cast spells freely during the summer vacation.

Every year on Hogwarts' return day, a staff member of the Ministry of Magic stays at King's Cross Station, and his job is to spread traces. When the little wizards walked out of the platform, Zongsi's magical magic would automatically wrap around every minor wizard, and the Ministry of Magic used this to monitor whether the little wizards were casting spells outside the school.

The accuracy of Zongsi is not enough, it can only monitor a general range, so it is difficult for the Ministry of Magic to judge whether the young wizard of the wizard family has cast spells in violation of regulations.

Besides, probably because the monitoring workload is too heavy, the Ministry of Magic will only start monitoring during summer vacation, Christmas and other holidays, and the main targets are wizards from Muggle families.

In other words, Zongsi is a kind of monitoring for the inherently unstable attributes of underage wizards. It is not attached to the wand, and only detects the magic fluctuations in an area.

For example, Sean, he is the only wizard in his area. If there is a magic fluctuation, the Ministry of Magic will immediately send a letter reminding him of the violation. At that time, a professional will test his wand with a flashback spell to determine whether he has violated the law. If it is in an area where wizards are more dense, the Ministry of Magic will not care at all.

Currently, only when the wizard becomes an adult, Zongsi will no longer take effect.

Shaun was a little depressed when he heard the news, which meant that if he wanted to cast spells freely, he could only wait until school started or he could go to places like Diagon Alley and Godric's Hollow during the summer vacation.

Shaun, who was depressed for a while, soon regained his optimism. Since he can't use magic, he should do something else.

For example, read all the textbooks for the next school year, or deepen your relationship with your own magical animals.

The basilisk was in good condition, but after Wallep's family went abroad for a vacation, Sean sneaked it into the jungle for a few laps, and the guy became even more excited.

Kangaroo tastes good, so it says.

However, Sean, who was worried about being discovered by the Australian Ministry of Magic, only dared to find some remote places for a drive in the middle of the night, but the basilisk, which has lived at the bottom of the black lake for hundreds of years, is quite satisfied, and it feels that it is following the right person.

When returning to London at the end of the vacation, Sean deliberately piled up a lot of daily prophets in the open window of the attic. After playing with Ella for a while, he went to the attic to read the news of the magic world during this period.

No big event happened, except that the space occupied by Grindelwald's wanted notice in the lower left corner is getting smaller and smaller. The biggest news recently is that the British Ministry of Magic minister election is about to begin.

Fudge is obviously very enthusiastic about being re-elected. Every issue of the Daily Prophet has various pictures of his speeches.

Besides Fudge, Barty Crouch is naturally the loudest voice. The current Director of Magical Law Enforcement has the support of many people.

The minister of the Ministry of Magic is elected through a democratic vote, and several committee members have clearly expressed their intentions.

Sancho Peterson, a well-known contributor to the Daily Prophet, mentioned in his article: "The ministerial election is in full swing. Whether Fudge is re-elected or Crouch will be elected, I think Dumbledore, who has never expressed his opinion on this, will be the key to it. Of course, according to reliable sources, Dumbledore has been busy hunting down Grindelwald. This great wizard who has repeatedly rejected the Ministry of Magic's invitation to become a minister seems to have been not very interested in power..."

"For example, for the position of president of the International Federation of Wizards, Dumbledore, who was the representative of the British office, was very popular, but it was Luan Lars who became the president in the end. This can also reveal a lot of Dumbledore's attitude towards life."

"Of course, there is another thing worthy of our attention. The president of the International Federation of Wizards is about to step down. I wonder if Dumbledore can show some interest in this position this time."

Sean put down the newspaper. If there is no accident, Fudge may not be re-elected. Lucius has always supported him on the surface, but Sean knows that when the election officially starts, the Malfoy family will directly turn against him.

I hope Mr. Fudge will not die suddenly of anger.

Sean was about to close the window of the attic, but found a black spot outside gradually enlarged, and he quickly recognized the brown owl.

Sure enough, the Hogwarts public owl came with next semester's book list and Hogsmeade permission form.

Give the messenger some owl biscuits, and Sean took the form and went downstairs.

"Hey, Dad, I need you to sign for me. The school allows us to visit Hogsmeade next school year, but the guardian's signature is required."

Mr. Wallop took a look at the form, and said in his mouth: "A village full of wizards? Wow, it looks good. But why does this thing need a guardian's signature?"

"Who knows?" Sean shrugged.

Mr. Wallop signed a chic name, and when he handed it over, he said, "What do you want to buy this year? We can take Ella to Diagon Alley this time. Oh my God, why does she like that kind of candy that smokes so much."

"Of course, but when it comes to Diagon Alley..." Sean pursed his lips and looked at his father.

"What's up, kid?"

Sean hesitated for a while, and finally pulled his father into the study: "Dad, I have something to ask you."

In fact, Sean has hesitated for a long time, that is, whether to ask his father to help him make suggestions.

He wants to gain more voice in the magical world, and he wants to gain power that he can use for himself in the official organization, but at present, he is only able to fight. Among the forces he has, the Death Eaters are after all an evil organization that cannot be dealt with. The Golden Dawn needs time to grow and grow.

If you want to get a foot in the official organization, Mr. Alan Wallup is obviously more experienced than him.

After listening to Sean's description, Alan habitually took out a cigar and put it under his nose and sniffed it. Because of the two children, he had quit smoking for a long time, and this was a little habit left behind.

"To sum it up, you want to get the right to speak, to get news channels, and it's better to get some official and private assistance, right?"

Sean nodded: "Mr. Wallop, your summary is very precise."

Alan raised his eyebrows and made a movement that Sean didn't expect.

He patted Sean on the shoulder and said with satisfaction: "Very well, Sean, I am very happy with your thoughts." Gu Zhao

"Oh, I thought you would persuade me not to get involved."

Alan smiled: "You have already stepped into this world, and it is unrealistic to want to leave. In my opinion, your action of preparing in advance to increase your cards and strength is naturally worthy of recognition. Stand still and wait until various unexpected situations happen before preparing? That is the idea of ​​​​the weak. We do not take risks, but we must strengthen our protective layer.

"What makes me even more happy is that you are still willing to ask your father for help. To be honest, your mother and I were worried whether our son would have some kind of identity gap with us because of his identity as a wizard. Now it seems that there is no need to worry at all."

Sitting next to his father, Sean said with some displeasure: "I'm not very happy that you guys doubt your own son."

"Okay okay, I apologize, kid."

"Okay, I forgive you, Mr. Wallop."

The father and son looked at each other and smiled.

That night, Alan led Sean to his private study, and then pulled out a safe.

After a "click", the safe opened, and Sean stretched his head, and saw a lot of villains moving around on the newspaper, and beside it were a lot of books about the magic world.

Sean stared at his father with wide eyes: "How did you get it?"

Alan smiled triumphantly: "Do you still remember when I asked you to help order a cloak?"

"I remember." Sean nodded. About four months ago, his father asked him to buy a dragonskin cloak from Diagon Alley and send it home. He didn't think much about it at first, but thought that his father wanted to feel the wonder of magic, so he did it.

Alan continued: "Geller Jennings, the wizard bodyguard, I gave him the dragon skin cloak, and then ordered the Daily Prophet and these books in his name-in order to avoid owls flying every day to attract attention, I bought a house in the suburbs and went to pick it up every few days."

"As expected of you, Dad."

Alan pursed his lips: "The main reason is what was the name of the last time, the parasitic big mouth monster? After that incident, I started thinking about what to do."

He looked at Sean with strong and gentle eyes: "I want to know what my children are facing every day in another world, and as a father, what can I do if my children ask for help."

Sean pursed his lips, finally stood up and hugged his father: "Thank you, Dad."

Mr. Wallop hugged him as hard as he did, and then blinked at him after letting go: "Oh, I want to do something before I tell you."

Sean laughed: "Is it the pride of an old man?"

"Oh, boy, your father is in his prime."

The father and son talked and laughed for a while and got to the point, and Alan pulled out another safe, which contained a lot of Galleons.

"I asked Jennings to take me to Gringotts when he took me to Diagon Alley. My God, a bank doesn't accept currency exchange? Just because I'm a Muggle in their mouth?! Fortunately, one ounce of gold is enough to bribe a goblin."

"...It really is a common method used by capitalists, Mr. Wallop."

"Thank you for your compliment, son, I must remind you that our private hospital is the most conscientious in London."

"So, tell me what you think, Dad?"

Alan pushed the safe back, then leaned on the boss chair and sniffed the cigar: "I have to say, the financial system in the wizarding world is so bad that I have never even heard of the most basic arbitrage transactions. In fact, I just need to pull up a team of senior financial experts. Maybe before you graduate, the land leases of all the shops in Diagon Alley will have to be renamed Wallop. What do I have to pay? It's just hundreds of thousands of pounds a year."

Speaking, he shook his head again: "It's a pity that I don't know magic, and I can't handle many things. The world of humans and wizards is the same. Whoever has the biggest fist has more reasons. This makes me afraid to operate. I can't even handle the most ordinary wizard's flipping the table."

"Moreover, because the number of wizards is too small, and because of the existence of convenient magic, this relatively primitive financial system and social system has many disadvantages, but it is precisely because of this that the cost of its collapse and reconstruction is relatively smaller and the speed is faster."

Sean said "Wow": "Through, please continue your performance, Mr. Wallop."

Alan smiled triumphantly: "So, we can't treat wizards with the means and ideas of ordinary people. What we have to use is the common ground in human nature."

"How to say?" Sean was completely interested.

"Only businessmen seek profit? No, Xiao En, remember, everyone's behavior is driven by the word profit. It's just that everyone has a different understanding of profit. Money is profit, power is profit, and higher magic is profit. For your own inner beliefs, for your own dreams, this is also in another sense-profit."

"If a person wants to travel unimpeded in this world, there are two ways. First, you are invincible and completely superior to other people. Second, you are related to the interests of most people, and your interests are intertwined one after another. One prospers and one loses the other. In order not to damage their own interests, they will naturally clear the way for you."

Mr. Wallop sat closer, his eyes narrowed slightly: "The wizarding world is too small, how small is it? Throughout the UK, the life of a wizard is divided into two stages, one is Hogwarts, and the other is the Ministry of Magic. Not only the UK, but also other countries. Can I say that if I can gain the right to speak in schools and official institutions, then I have enough weight in the entire wizarding world?"

"But there is no one who can do this. Your headmaster, Mr. Dumbledore, doesn't value power. He even has to be restrained by the Ministry of Magic~IndoMTL.com~ Obviously he is so powerful—at least that's what the newspapers and books say."

"So, Sean," Allen put his hands on his son's shoulders, "Where do you think the starting point is now?"

"Uh, where?" Sean was stunned by his father's combination punch.

Mr. Wallop licked his lips, and a shrewd smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I have read all the news during this period. Your entry point is very simple: 1. Nurmengard without a leader. 2. The British Minister of Magic election. 3. The United Wizards Guard and the International Federation of Wizards."

Sean fell into deep thought, and after a moment he hesitated and said: "It is not easy for me to reach a higher level for the time being."

Mr. Wallop smiled happily: "No need, if you get involved too deeply, you will get into danger. I don't want to see my son get into a quagmire. But - we can change the way to cut in."

"Huh?"

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