It all happened rather suddenly. On the way to the Conference Hall, Vizet looked at Amelia Bones and asked, "Director Bones, is there anything I need to do?"
"Just as I said earlier..." Amelia Bones said with a kind smile. "It isn't anything terribly important in itself."
"You'll just meet the members of the Wizengamot. They'll raise their hands to vote, and that will be the whole process from here. Just relax."
Faced with one honor after another, Vizet had not let it go to his head. He remained neither arrogant nor impatient, still thinking about what he ought to do. That was something about Vizet that satisfied her very much.
A Ministry of Magic employee walked out of the Conference Hall and passed by Amelia Bones and Vizet. Noticing the smile on Amelia Bones's face, he quickly turned back around.
Watching Amelia Bones and Vizet from behind, the Ministry of Magic employee subconsciously widened his eyes.
In his impression, Amelia Bones was a good director, known for her fair and strict style, somewhat similar to Old Barty Crouch, the former director of the Magical Law Enforcement Squad.
On ordinary days, although she never put on airs, she was used to keeping a serious expression and rarely smiled, which easily made people feel intimidated.
Precisely because of that, most Ministry of Magic employees rarely saw Amelia Bones smile on ordinary days, let alone with such a kind smile.
As Amelia Bones twisted the doorknob open, she said to Vizet, "Let's go in!"
The Conference Hall was already packed with people. Griselda Marchbanks and Tiberius Ogden were among them as well.
When Vizet entered the Conference Hall, the two of them smiled and nodded to him.
Besides them, the people Vizet knew included Dumbledore, Old Barty Crouch, and Cornelius Fudge.