Things had happened rather suddenly. On the way to the conference hall, Wizet looked at Amelia Bones and asked, "Director Bones, is there anything I need to do?"
"Just as I said earlier..." Amelia Bones replied with a kindly smile, "it's not really a big deal."
"You'll simply meet with the Wizengamot members, and they'll vote by raising their hands. That's the entire process. Just relax."
Despite the string of honors coming his way, Wizet had not let them go to his head. He remained composed, thinking about what he ought to do. That was what Amelia found so satisfying about him.
A Ministry of Magic employee walked out of the conference hall and passed Amelia Bones and Wizet. Noticing the smile on Amelia's face, he quickly turned around.
Staring at Amelia Bones and Wizet's retreating backs, the employee's eyes widened instinctively.
In his impression, Amelia Bones was a fine director, known for her fairness and strictness, somewhat similar to Barty Crouch Sr., the former head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.
Though she did not put on airs in daily life, she was accustomed to maintaining a stern expression and rarely smiled, making her quite intimidating.
For that very reason, most Ministry employees rarely saw Amelia Bones smile in ordinary times, much less wear such a kindly smile.
As she twisted the doorknob, Amelia Bones said to Wizet, "Let's go in!"
The conference hall was already full. Griselda Marchbanks and Tiberius Ogden were among those present.
When Wizet entered the conference hall, both of them smiled and nodded at him.
Besides them, Wizet also recognized Dumbledore, Barty Crouch Sr., and Cornelius Fudge.
They too wore crimson-purple robes, with an elaborate silver letter "W" embroidered over the left breast.
Dumbledore's crimson-purple robes had more intricate details, with exquisite