International Passport

July 17.

Early in the morning, after getting up, Skylar carefully groomed himself and changed into a dignified and formal noble wizard's robe.

Today, he is going to the Ministry of Magic in person.

As a candidate for the Wizengamot, Skylar was practically a civil servant, so unlike Harry in the original books, he didn't have to walk all the way to that small, narrow phone booth and go through the tedious registration process to enter the Ministry of Magic. He went directly from his home to the staff-only fireplace in the main hall of the Ministry of Magic using Floo Powder.

The purpose of this trip is to register international usage rights for my wand.

Yes, the wizarding world does have a concept similar to an international passport for Muggle. If you enter another country using Muggle transportation or by smuggling, you are not allowed to use a wand, and if you are discovered, you may face imprisonment.

In the second Fantastic Beasts movie, at the beginning of the film, Newt Scamander, upon returning to Great Britain, was severely reprimanded by the Ministry of Magic for the chaos in New York and had his international travel privileges revoked. This was achieved by canceling the international usage rights on his wand, meaning he could not use wizarding travel to enter any other country. Given his strained relationship with the Ministry of Magic at the time, if Newt were found to have illegally left the country, there was a high chance he would be sentenced to Azkaban, highlighting the seriousness of the matter.

Later, in order to complete Dumbledore's mission, Newt resolutely disregarded wizarding laws and Dartmoor to buy an illegal Portkey from a stowaway for 50 Galleon, thus successfully reaching Paris France.

In Skylar's view, just like many other members of the Order of the Phoenix in the original book, Newt thought he was doing the right thing for justice, but in reality he was just a tool of Dumbledore. These people could disregard the law and act arbitrarily for the sake of their so-called justice. If everyone followed this example, wouldn't the entire wizarding society be in chaos?

Ultimately, the reason their illegal acts are justified in the original story is simply because they are the ultimate victors.

Originally, registering international usage rights was the responsibility of the Department of International Magical Cooperation, but due to Barty Crouch Sr.'s disappearance and the fact that several factions within the Ministry of Magic were placing their cronies there to vie for power, the entire department was now in a state of near paralysis. Left with no other choice, Skylar had to personally come to the Ministry of Magic to seek Fudge's help. Fudge, after all, was Minister for Magic; with just a word from him, this small matter would be resolved without further ado.

The Minister's Office.

Sunlight streamed through the stained-glass windows, bathing the entire room in a warm and dignified hue.

Minister for Magic Cornelius Fudge sat behind his large oak desk, a quill pen in his hand, his usual confident smile on his face.

Skylar stood before the desk, his expression calm, an imperceptible aura of authority emanating from him. He spoke in a low, composed voice, "Uncle Skylar, I need your help. I need to register international usage rights for my wand—I know this is originally the responsibility of the Department of International Magical Cooperation, but now Mr. Crouch has mysteriously disappeared. I've asked several people to help me with this, but they either give me excuses and make excuses, or nothing ever comes of it..."

"I know this was originally the responsibility of the Department of International Magical Cooperation, but now that Crouch is missing, the entire department is struggling to function. I have urgent business in Germany and Scandinavian Peninsula in a few days, so I have no choice but to ask you for help directly," Skylar said sincerely.

Fudge frowned, picked up a roll of parchment from the table, looked at it, then put it down and sighed, "Yes, Crouch's disappearance has certainly thrown the entire Department of International Magical Cooperation into chaos. But Skylar, that's not under my direct jurisdiction. However—"

Fudge drew out the last syllable of his voice, as if he was hesitating about something.

Skylar snorted inwardly, cursing the old fox. His behavior indicated he was trying to get something in return. In a flash, Skylar had already made up his mind.

"Uncle Kang, please help me," Skylar pleaded again. "Skylar won't let you do this for nothing. I saw a report in the newspaper that the Ministry of Magic is worried about the teaching quality at Hogwarts. I've thought about it, Headmaster Dumbledore has indeed made some mistakes in hiring professors over the past four years. If Uncle Kang wants to improve the teaching staff at Hogwarts, my father and I can both contribute our small share to this good cause."

Skylar and Lucius are both members of the Hogwarts Faculty Hiring Committee, and the father and son alone account for a quarter of the committee's voting rights. If Fudge can gain their support, he will have a greater chance of interfering with Hogwarts' plans.

Skylar knew that if Fudge's mind were divided into 10 parts, probably 9 parts would be on planning how to deal with Dumbledore, so he wasn't worried that Fudge wouldn't take the bait.

Sure enough, in an instant, Fudge put on his usual smiling face and said enthusiastically, "Skylar, given my relationship with your father, why are you being so formal? Since you've come to me personally, Uncle Kang has no reason to let you leave disappointed. Wait a moment, I'll go see if I can arrange for someone else to handle this."

"Thank you very much, Uncle Kang." Skylar nodded, giving a polite and just-right smile.

Fudge stood up, placed the quill on the table, and walked towards the office door. His new personal assistant Percy Weasley, was standing nearby, jotting something down. Fudge patted Percy on the shoulder and said, "Percy, you stay here and look after Mr. Malfoy for me. I'll be right back."

"Yes, Minister Fudge." Percy looked up, adjusted his glasses, and spoke in a clear voice with a hint of youthful naiveté.

The moment the office door closed, the room fell silent. Whether it was because of the feud between the Weasley and House of Malfoy, or the irreconcilable differences between Gryffindor and Slytherin, Percy and Skylar had nothing to talk about.

Percy lowered his head again, busy writing notes on the parchment, seemingly unaware of Skylar's approach.

Skylar's gaze fell on Percy, a cold smile playing on his lips. He gently raised his wand, a strange light flashing on the Soul Control Ring on his right ring finger. Silencio, Skylar chanted the incantation in his mind. "Imperio."

An invisible magical force surged towards Percy like a tide. The quill pen in Percy's hand fell to the table with a "thud," his movements froze, his gaze became empty and dull, and he stood there motionless as if he had lost his backbone.

Skylar put away his wand and slowly walked up to Percy, his voice deep yet carrying an undeniable authority. "Very well, now you only need to obey my orders. Tell me, is there anything in the Minister's private plans that interests me?"

Percy nodded mechanically and said stiffly, "The minister's private plans are recorded in a private file box protected by a magical lock that requires a specific incantation to open."

"Very good," Skylar smiled slightly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. "From now on, you will revert to your original personality, go back to doing what you are supposed to do, and act as usual, understand?"

"Understood," Percy replied in a low voice, his tone eerily calm.

"I have one more thing to ask you—"

"Master, please speak."

"Your father, Arthur, has collected quite a few Muggle items over the years, hasn't he?"

"Yes," Percy, now under control, revealed a look of disgust, "He's a lazy, unambitious old man, obsessed with these useless things all day long, which has prevented his career from progressing, and we..." He paused, gritting his teeth before continuing, "Our family's current dire situation is all thanks to him!"

"I have absolutely no interest in him, but I know he's illegally modified many Muggle items, some so severely that it would cost him his job. And it seems he abused his power to cover up these crimes, specifically amending the laws concerning Muggle items, leaving loopholes in his favor," Skylar sneered, inwardly despising the Order of the Order of the Phoenix's self-proclaimed justice, before saying, "Am I telling the truth?"

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, all in one look!

Percy's expression seemed to struggle for a moment before he regained his composure and said, "Yes. Father did indeed do some things that violated wizarding laws because of this interest, but he didn't hurt anyone."

Although Percy was under the influence of the Imperius Curse, Skylar did not change his personality to avoid exposing the matter, so he was still able to instinctively defend his father's actions.

"Breaking the law is wrong, and abusing private power to create legal loopholes is even more despicable. If everyone acted as recklessly as him, the Ministry of Magic's authority would vanish, and wizarding society would revert to a chaotic and disorderly primitive era." Skylar said coldly, "Think about it, why did you choose to join the Ministry of Magic? Was it to bring shame upon the Ministry of Magic because of your father, to ruin its reputation, and to cause it to lose its credibility with the public?"

"No, no..." Percy's voice began to tremble slightly, indicating that his reason and emotions were at war. "The Ministry of Magic can't... This can't be allowed... Father is wrong!"

A glint of light flashed in Skylar's eyes as he said, "Then, for your father's sake, for the Ministry of Magic's sake, and for the order and stability of the entire wizarding community, you need to gather evidence of your father's crimes and report him. Even if it costs him his job, it's better than dragging your whole family down with him. Don't let the Weasley become a laughingstock in the wizarding world!"

"Dad is wrong... I'm going to report Dad... I'm going to report Dad... Uphold the authority of the Ministry of Magic... Protect my family... Maintain social order..." Percy murmured to himself.

"After this is done, you will propose to Minister Fudge that you personally lead a search of Mr. Wesley's house. It's a place you're familiar with; you'll definitely know where everything Tibet. You must not show favoritism and must confiscate all illegal items—" Skylar sneered and said coldly, "Afterward, you will send all the magically modified items, as well as the Weasley family's related books, especially your father's own magical research notes, to this place. I will arrange for someone to receive them from you there, understand?"

"Understood, my master."

[Percy Weasley, the "Servant," has been acquired!]

The plan is complete.

Although the Weasley are living in poverty, it's only because they have too many children and Arthur Weasley is not interested in fame or fortune and has no ambition for his career. Otherwise, with the heritage of his Sacred Twenty-Eight, he would never have fallen into such a predicament.

The Weasley family is one of the Sacred Twenty-Eight, so its heritage cannot be too bad. Moreover, the fact that Mr. Weasley could transform a cheap Muggle car into a half-alchemy life form all by himself shows that he must also have the family's secret magic.

Skylar was after was precisely this magic.

A moment later, Fudge entered, a cheerful smile on his face, "Alright, Skylar, I've already contacted the relevant people. You just need to go back to the Ministry of Magic's main hall, and someone will register your wand."

"Thank you, Uncle Kang." Skylar nodded politely, a faint smile still playing on his lips. Percy, standing beside him, was engrossed in his documents, seemingly oblivious to everything, as if nothing had happened.