Hogwarts Castle
Seventh Floor Headmaster's Office
For Mr. Albus Dumbledore:
British Ministry of Magic
Minister: Albus Dumbledore
(Hogwarts Headmaster, Minister for British Ministry of Magic, Order of Merlin, First Class Recipient, Chief Wizard of the Archmage Association, President of the International Confederation of Wizards)
We are pleased to inform you that you have assumed the position of Minister for British Ministry of Magic.
The term of office is for life, and the Hogwarts Headmaster may also serve concurrently.
You decide on your office location.
You will receive the relevant documents shortly; please process them as soon as possible.
Senior Undersecretary of the Ministry of Magic (female)
Sincerely, Amelia Bones
"Me? The minister?"
"Amelia has become a vice minister?"
Dumbledore settled in Bengbu.
He examined the 'notice' written in green Dragon Blood closely, and he was quite impressed.
The subsequent mention of "lifetime," "concurrent," and "self-determination of office location" made him wonder if he was too tired yesterday and was dreaming.
Hmm, I'll eat a Cockroach Cluster to calm my nerves.
Dumbledore looked left and right, and after confirming that Gellert was not there, he reached for the file box.
Soon, a black and red cockroach that was still moving was stuffed into his mouth.
He relaxed only after feeling the chocolate liquid and honey burst in his mouth and the cockroach's limbs stimulating his oral cavity.
What is sickeningly sweet to ordinary people and terrifying to most Cockroach Cluster is Dumbledore's invigorating medicine.
But the Dark Lord hated this snack, and even more so, he hated kissing a mouth that had just eaten it.
Thinking of this, Dumbledore frowned.
It seems this is a more serious problem than him becoming Minister for Magic.
However, the sound of owls flapping their wings by the window and the letters he was receiving brought him back to reality.
"Later, really later." Dumbledore smirked and then waved his wand.
The document automatically opened, and its pages floated around him.
Then the smile on his lips disappeared.
A long roll of parchment caught his attention.
The document above contains evidence of Fudge's crimes to date.
Dumbledore never imagined that the man he saw as merely power-hungry and clueless would commit so many evil deeds.
When he buried his head in the sand called Hogwarts like an ostrich, the incompetent person he indirectly pushed to power revealed such a despicable side.
The single thing Fudge did seemed to be merely an attempt to demonstrate his authority as a minister.
It's a trivial matter that doesn't need to be taken seriously or worried about.
Only peripheral sectors are affected.
But when you put them all together, the situation is surprisingly serious.
Innocent wizards are imprisoned; the causes of death of Muggle children are covered up; vagrants and hikers are sold into Knockturn Alley as materials for Dark Magic and as slaves; and dragons, due to planning errors, rampage into villages to prey on their roosts.
This is only part of the negative impact of the executive order.
Fudge not only extracted an Astronomy Galleons from it, but also influenced the atmosphere of the Ministry of Magic.
In some ways, Fudge was simply a genius.
He was incredibly skilled at seizing power and maintaining the stability of his ministerial position.
The splitting of several inconspicuous small departments, using this as an opportunity to leverage external forces, and thereby expand power.
Establish a few more easy departments where results are easily achieved, in order to win people's hearts.
The remaining bribes were delivered to him automatically, without him having to ask for them.
"Was I wrong?" Dumbledore asked himself.
Behind these dry, lifeless words lies the loss of countless innocent and vibrant lives.
The Astronomy sums of money involved in these crimes were steeped in blood and sweat.
For the first time, he began to question his own act of relinquishing power.
It turns out that he had been covering his own eyes from the very beginning, pretending to be blind.
If you don't occupy an important position, the enemy will.
Even if he despises power, he should still choose the right person to sit in it, instead of running away from it.
If we were to say that his cowardice and retreat First Wizarding War were understandable, then it would be understandable.
However, the credit earned in the Second Wizarding War did not belong to him alone.
They fought bravely and tenaciously; it took Voldemort five Death Eater to kill the Gideon and Fabian brothers.
Marlene, who joined the Order of the Phoenix with great enthusiasm, lost her entire family, including herself, to massacre.
Edgar lost his entire family to Death Eater; his parents, lover, and children all perished, and he himself also lost his life.
Kara mysteriously disappeared six months after the group photo of the team members was taken, and his body was never found.
Benji only found part of the body.
Dorcas was killed by Voldemort himself.
Lily and James were also killed by Voldemort himself.
Alice and Frank, driven mad by torture, are still at St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries.
Alastor was considered a madman, covered in injuries and nearly disabled.
He was not only rejecting power, but also denying the achievements of his partners.
Aside from James and Lily, who became famous for causing Voldemort's 'death'.
Who remembers the other victims?
Marlene McKinnon is remembered because of the McKinnon family's past glory—one of the two most powerful families in the world.
Edgar Bones was the same, especially because he had a sister who Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.
What about the rest of them?
Even geniuses like Dorcas Meadows are forgotten.
Keep in mind that she was killed by Voldemort himself, and even went toe-to-toe with him during their duel.
Abenji Fenwick, Kara Dearborn, Fabian Prewett, Gideon Prewett —these once-shining names are now utterly faded.
And those who are still alive need not be mentioned.
No one remembers Lupin as a hero; he was simply Werewolf and was destined to wander and starve.
Dedalus said it, everyone thought he was an idle man.
The merits of the deceased heroes are claimed by the insects, while the living heroes are relegated to mediocrity and marginalized.
Their stories were buried by those with ulterior motives, and their achievements were divided up.
"I'm such a fool," Dumbledore sighed.
He can refuse power.
However, he should not refuse to use his influence to fight for the rights and interests that his former partners deserve.
Their names should be written in storybooks and become part of what is sung about.
"Now, I should atone for my sins."
"Do what I should have done a long time ago."
Dumbledore picked up the quill, his eyes filled with unwavering determination.
Soon, Dumbledore becoming Minister for Magic became the most attention-grabbing news.
For a time, it even overshadowed the fact that Hogwarts and Hogsmeade were relocated to another world.
Everyone was eagerly anticipating what kind of answer Dumbledore, as Minister for Magic, would deliver.
——
Carter's situation of low wages for low-level employees is not an isolated case.
The explanation given is. "Employees agree to a salary when they are hired."
"Their jobs are also easily replaceable, inefficient and useless."
This makes me very uncomfortable.
Simply because some people don't realize their own worth.
Negotiations were neither possible nor feasible during the recruitment process.
This does not mean they should receive very low wages.
I investigated their job duties, hours, and performance.
Then I conducted social research to gather the value that such work should have.
And to work on their behalf.
For me, adjusting my salary is a matter of course, but others don't see it that way.
Therefore, over the next few days, I fought for them and managed to obtain the necessary approval for the reassessment of their salaries.
Take Knull Carter as an example.
The result was: a 34% raise, an additional 5% bonus, and an extra 5 days of vacation.
Employees never asked for these things, but as a manager, your job is to speak up for your employees—even if they didn't ask you to.
"This is fantastic!" Ron put down his newspaper.
"Although my dad can no longer work overtime as often as he used to, his salary has increased a lot."
Fred and George began to complain, "What should we do? We're starting to get tempted." "Maybe working at the Ministry of Magic, like Mom said, would be nice?"
"And Dumbledore is a tenured official." "So, should we study hard?"
"Percy's been studying like crazy lately." "He's even given up on Penelope."
"Unbelievable." "So—"
"Let's forget about it." "For the sake of our dreams!"
"For the sake of the joke shop!" x2
Harry was a little surprised and nudged Ron with his elbow. "Did you hear that? Now even Fred and George are interested!"
Ron nodded. "Yeah, so the competition is fierce now."
"We can't use connections yet."
"Look over at Slytherin."
"There are still 2 days left until the holiday."
"Those big guys from sixth and seventh grade, and even fifth grade, are gone."
"I heard they are all studying hard."
Harry didn't seem surprised at all. "After all, they can't get away with it anymore."
"It's said that the Ministry of Magic has been cracking down on this a lot lately."
"Many departments were also shut down."
"It's unbelievable that such a small, newly established office as the 'Misinformation Office' could embezzle nearly ten Galleons."
Ron clicked his tongue regretfully. "Yeah."
"If we could pull some strings, given my father's relationship with Dumbledore."
"Us--"
"Well."
"Forget it, let's not talk about it anymore."
"By the way, shall we go to the beach later?"
Harry hesitated. "Go again? We've already been going for almost five days straight."
"Is it because of those unknown, Magical Creature in the sea?"
"I'm not interested in that."
"That slippery, wet sensation, the strangely combined limbs"
Harry fanned himself in disgust, as if he could already smell the fishy odor.
"Something you can appreciate just by taking a train ride."
Ron shook his head. "Of course not. Haven't you heard?"
Harry: "No."
These days, he has actually been secretly trying to activate that light Magic Circle.
He discovered that he could use it to travel to the outside world.
Without using trains, Floo Network.
Ron: "Then let me tell you."
"I heard that the Ministry of Magic is going to relocate."
"Relocate!" Harry frowned. "Is it really necessary?"
"It's in the heart of London!"
Ron gave Harry the look of someone looking at an idiot. "Of course it's necessary!"
Do you still remember the rules of the world we live in now?
Harry hesitated for a moment. "Any wizard Hogsmeade has ill intentions toward Hogwarts and is prepared to take action is not allowed to enter."
You mean—
"Yes!" Ron nodded emphatically. "This means that, in a sense, everyone who can enter this world is a good person."
"The relocation of the Ministry of Magic means that the wizards who will manage the British Wizarding World from now on will all be considered good people."
Harry realized the blind spot. "But... would anyone agree to this?"
"Those hidden villains must know they can't get in."
"This is equivalent to being directly exposed to sunlight."
Ron raised his finger and shook it, indicating that Harry was too naive.
"The definition of a good person is not strict."
"A wizard who looks down on Muggle, likes Dark Magic, and pursues power can also enter as long as he supports the existence of this world and does not have bad intentions towards the school and village."
"If it were really like you think, wouldn't Slytherin's students be reduced by more than half?"
"The Ministry of Magic moving in is not an isolated case."
"Many shops in Diagon Alley have already been built on reclaimed land by the sea."
"The signs for [Florin Forresco Ice Cream Shop], [Flourish and Blotts], [Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions], [Lady Primpurnell's Beauty Aphrodisiac Shop], and [Quidditch Emporium] have already been spotted."
"You would never guess that Ollivander's Wand Shop has also moved in."
"You know, they've been in Diagon Alley for over a thousand years. Starting from 382 BC."
"Britain hadn't even been established yet at that time."
"In my opinion, the entire Wizarding World might move in someday."
Harry questioned Ron's optimism, saying, "The rules won't always be this lenient."
"The Slytherin students were not expelled because they hadn't had time to do bad things."
"Some of their parents certainly couldn't get in."
"If it is as you think, the rules will no longer be limited to whether you have bad intentions toward the world or whether you are prepared to take action."
"Due to different educations and different positions, everyone has a different definition of the world and of good and bad."
"Once there are too many organizations in the world, it is no longer pure."
"Conflicts between interests and political stances can lead to confrontation."
"The rules will definitely start to change in response to this situation."
"I dare say that in the end a large number of wizards will be stopped outside."
Ron yawned. "This world was created by Dumbledore."
"Although he kept denying it, everyone knew it was him."
"This is evident from the fact that Hogwarts students are now immune to injury."
"In the future, this protection may be extended to all wizards who can enter."
"At that time, not only the British Wizarding World, but all the wizards in the world will move in."
"That's possible. It's written in the newspapers; the world is constantly expanding."
"Why not just lock up those black wizards who can't get in in a magical prison like Azkaban?"
Harry sighed. "I hope so."
There's something Harry didn't mention.
He knew that this world was created by Basil.
The most important question is whether Basil himself allowed so many people to enter.
Moreover, the protection of those rules, as well as the expansion of the world, all rely on the World Tree.
He could sense the upper limit of that tree.
This means that the world has a limit to its capacity.
Rules of protection cannot be extended to everyone.
Unless there are more pillars.
But how could that be? Where else could you find a second thing like the World Tree?