As if he had expected such doubts, Dumbledore blinked, picked up from the department head's words, and continued, "Is it a little too hasty? Mr. Nkrumah, that is what you mean, isn't it?"
The department head named Nkrumah coughed lightly twice. His gaze drifted a little, but he still admitted, "Yes, Mr. Dumbledore. I do indeed feel it's a little hasty."
Dumbledore kept smiling. "I imagine everyone present has similar doubts in their hearts. That is only natural."
"In that case... rather than argue and question things in empty terms, why don't we do something more practical?"
"For example... witness the effect of this spell with your own eyes, and then everyone can make a judgment or express their opinions. How does that sound?"
Jacob Kowalski was the first to respond. "Mr. Dumbledore, I can hardly wait!"
Dumbledore nodded slightly at Jacob Kowalski. "Mr. Kowalski, what if I need you to cooperate with me and help with the demonstration?"
"Of course, no problem!" Jacob Kowalski did not hesitate in the slightest, his tone quite firm. "I'd be happy to! What do I need to do?"
"Please come to my side!" Dumbledore stood up, his Wand already in his hand.
"I also need another gentleman's cooperation, but the requirement is somewhat special. He must know how to use a Muggle firearm."
As soon as he finished speaking, the eyelids of the assembled department heads twitched, and they discovered that a rifle had somehow appeared on the table.
"Mr. Dumbledore, let me handle this!" said the department head named Mr. Fernandez, walking toward Dumbledore together with Jacob Kowalski.
Mr. Fernandez checked the firearm with considerable skill, while Dumbledore led Jacob Kowalski a few steps back and stood in front of the Conference Hall doors.
Dumbledore gave a simple explanation. "The Magic Principles