Faced with the somewhat rude behavior of the Russian Federation's representative, Owen looked unconcerned and took a sip of wine from his goblet.
"A very enlightening suggestion, but we can discuss that later. For now, let's talk about the Confederation itself..." Owen set down his glass, turned his head, and continued asking the others, "I imagine that aside from us in the United Kingdom, all of you have been rather irritated these past few years by the endless warnings, complaints, and the like launched by various members of the International Confederation of Wizards, haven't you? Speaking of which, I have to admit I very much miss the period when Dumbledore was President..."
"Owen, well said... Back when Your Excellency Dumbledore served as President, the International Confederation of Wizards was never as chaotic as it is now..." Karkaroff immediately chimed in. "A wizard as powerful as Dumbledore was a deterrent in himself, keeping the members in their proper places... Now the Confederation is reporting and filing complaints against one another like mad. Even students from my school going for a swim can be reported..."
"Owen, could it be that you want Albus to come back?" Madame Maxime asked in puzzlement. She had heard some rumors before and had also received requests from ministers of countries that had not come today. However, just as she knew Dumbledore had rejected their choice, Beauxbatons had no intention of directly opposing the United Kingdom either.
"Mr. Dumbledore is too old now. On the Floating City, he is already in a semi-retired state and is living a very carefree life. Moreover, he himself has no intention of running for President..." Owen shook his head and continued, "In fact, I believe my son Allen is an extremely suitable candidate to succeed as President. After all, he is