International Confederation of Wizards, an international magical organization founded by Pierre Bonacourt in France, aims to promote international cooperation in the magical world. Its function is equivalent to United Nations of Magical World.
This organization does not seem to have much sense of existence, after all, it is difficult for young wizards to get in touch with it. Together with Wizengamot, it has become a high-level organization that young wizards are vaguely aware of, but do not know much about.
Now, this mysterious organization has come to visit.
They met in a special room in the castle, with "Special Meeting Hall" written on the door.
When entering the room, Sean suddenly noticed a problem. He said in a very low voice:
"Professor Terra, I don't seem to have seen any..."
"Silly boy,"
Professor Terra still looked happy, so she said in a brisk tone:
"There are no stupid Ministry of Magic organizations? Or are there no nosy International Confederation of Wizards members?
If you are worried that International Alchemy Convention is defined as an illegal assembly, it is better to worry that we think Ministry of Magic is an illegal organization... What if I say, Wagadu once went to war with African Magical Confederation and won?"
Seeing Sean's shocked look, Professor Terra shook her head. Her disciple clearly had the potential to subvert the entire Magical World, but there was no trace of ambition.
But in another aspect, a more noble aspect... he is really ambitious.
This makes Professor Terra even more pleased.
As they talked, they entered the room.
Sean followed the two professors and looked at the place.
This is a small room located on the west side of the castle, small but warm.
The four walls were filled with bookshelves that reached to the ceiling, and the books that couldn't be squeezed seemed to have come to life, spreading in piles on the floor. In the center of the room, an ancient stone fireplace was burning with a cheerful flame, crackling, and the jumping firelight illuminated the old carpet beside the hearth.
The only window was a long and narrow arch, embedded in the thick stone wall. Outside the window, the castle was experiencing a stormy night. Occasionally, a strong wind roared past, blowing the ancient windows, but the inside of the house had no impact, and it seemed peaceful and safe.
The three well-dressed wizards seemed to have been waiting here for a long time, and they were even a little confused.
"Master Terra,"
A wizard in the middle wearing a straight black robe spoke,
"Please allow me to ask, don't any of the young geniuses of this generation have applied for a single patent?"
Professor Terra's smile seems to be brighter.
"Wait a moment, August, maybe they are waiting too..."
Male witch, known as August, suddenly had sharp eyes. His fiery gaze swept across the crowd, staying on Professor McGonagall for a second, and then looked straight at Sean behind them.
"Too young, such a young gold medal... You are so young and so promising, you are so young and promising..."
He rushed over and stretched out his hand,
"International Confederation of Wizards Vice President, now Head of the Department of Education Riley August, sincerely thank you for your contribution to Magical World."
Sean's outstretched hand was shaken violently, and he completely felt the enthusiasm of Head of the Department of Education.
"Mr. August, is this too inappropriate?"
The younger witch on the side frowned. She was a member of the Auror Office sect and could not fully understand the behavior of Riley August.
Ten minutes later.
"Mr. Green, please consider, five hundred Gold Galleons, one piece--"
She quoted eagerly, what did she hear?
Kneazle, which can identify good and evil and automatically find its way, Bowtruckle, which can perfectly hide its figure, and the damn fire dragon, as well as unimaginable extensions in the future...
After today, the quotations flying all over the sky will revolve around this Alchemy division, especially those damn old Alchemy divisions. What kind of quotation can they not offer?!
Riley August looked at his dear Deputy Head of the Auror Department with a strange expression. He could completely understand the mood of this Auror.
As Auror who is active on the frontline battlefield, she understands the huge role of this silent ability to distinguish and conceal.
As long as the sales channels are open, no Auror will refuse to exchange three months' salary for a guarantee of survival.
"Dear Ollie Mitchell, you are rude."
August stopped Ollie's behavior. In the alchemy world, asking questions to disciples beyond the teacher is an extremely rude behavior.
This is the most serious place for Magical World to protect its calves. If you dare to reveal any threat to the disciples of the old Alchemy master, the half-buried old wizard will not mind fighting for you.
Unfortunately, if you give them a certain amount of time, you have no idea what kind of alchemical creation you are going to face from an old wizard.
"Sorry."
Ollie lowered his head slightly, but his eyes were full of unwillingness.
The heavy rain outside the window pounded against the window. After a short time,
Sean followed the professors out of the room.
In the end, Riley August only negotiated an illusory promise with the professor - when the Auror Office door wanted to apply for the Fairy Tale Biscuits quota, there was an opportunity to inquire once every six months.
Only then did Sean realize what huge waves Fairy Tale Biscuits would set off in Magical World.
"Are you aware of it?"
Professor Terra took Sean with him, watching the little wizard's expression change, showing a subtle expression.
"Rumors are the last thing a wizard can control. Along with reputation, there will inevitably be endless troubles. My disciple, it's time for you to learn to find a spokesperson for yourself."
After politely declining Professor Terra's recommendation, Sean sat on the spacious and warm cabin seat.
When the banquet is over, those hidden rooms disappear, and instead some separate rooms appear, which are very Alchemy style.
Just like Undetectable Extension Charm of space has been allocated to the seats, every place here is also terrifyingly spacious.
It looks like just a cozy cabin, but it actually comes with a garden, swimming pool, and a large alchemy room filled with alchemy materials and instruments.
Sean was enjoying the dessert while looking at Professor Dumbledore's notes, showing some satisfaction.
After all, he hasn't had Chinese food in a long time...
"Advocate..."
When the raindrops streaked across the window, Sean felt something. He took out a piece of Button from his bag. At this time, Button was slightly hot.
This is the special Button shared with Justin. The Summoning Charm characteristics inside are only Button made of soil, Thestral Tail Feather and trees.
This almost naming feature allows them to feel each other's call even when they are far apart.
Sean cast his deep gaze on the heavy rain at the window,
Hogwarts, tonight, when he happened to be away, when Headmaster Dumbledore happened to be away, what happened...?