When Amosta raised a hand, everyone at the conference table immediately fell silent, as if their earlier outrage had all been a joke.
The marching crowd looked pleadingly at Mr. Breen.
Although the man they had condemned earlier included this most powerful wizard of the age, now they yearned more than ever for Mr. Breen to stand up for them!
The reporters, the onlookers, Ministry of Magic employees, and the few young wizards present.
All eyes converged on Amosta.
In some ways, this unusual pressure weighed even more heavily than confronting Voldemort!
Amosta's gaze settled on Narcissa's face. He could sense the tension and panic within the woman.
"First, let me confirm something with you all. Are the difficulties standing in the way of reopening the workshops—the goal we must achieve as quickly as possible—only those you just mentioned?"
Amosta's gaze bore down on everyone, while ensuring his voice could be heard clearly.
"May I understand that if those problems can be properly resolved, resuming production and operations will no longer be an issue?"
Gulp—
Narcissa's pale throat bobbed as she hesitated, then nodded. Seeing the Malfoy family state its position, the other attendees no longer hesitated either.
The law could not punish everyone.
If they stopped work, they would all stop together. If they reopened, they would all reopen together.
Whether it was the Ministry of Magic or the Dark Lord, neither would wipe them all out!
"Very good—"
Seeing everyone express their stance, Amosta nodded in satisfaction.
Tap, tap—
Rapping the tabletop with his fingers, Amosta spoke calmly.
"Let us discuss the pessimistic view held by the global magical community regarding a short-term recovery from the turmoil in the British wizarding world.
"As for domestic conflict and the unstable situation, I cannot promise you, nor can I promise