Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement
"No, this isn't it."
"That's not it either."
"This is not—not yet!"
"Why hasn't Pigwidgeon arrived yet!" In the Great Hall, Ron kept staring at the owl that flew in from time to time and muttered to himself.
"Ron, why don't you do your homework yourself?"
"And aren't you curious why all the ghosts have disappeared?" Harry couldn't help but roll his eyes.
He thought Ron was incredibly lazy when it came to his homework.
"No!"
"I've never seen a piece of homework that's a foot long!"
"And those ghosts must have all gone to see Lady Grey!" Ron slumped dejectedly onto the table.
"They can't all go, can they?"
"And don't you find it strange?"
"It's not a holiday today, so why are we having a banquet?"
"Does Dumbledore have something to say?" Harry stroked his chin.
"You really don't understand." Harry found it strange to hear Ron say that.
In particular, Ron was staring at him like he was an idiot.
"Understand what?" To be honest, this annoyed Harry a little.
"Ravenclaw's Diadem!"
"You've retrieved Ravenclaw's Diadem!"
"If you ask me, Dumbledore might even give you some kind of special award later!" Ron said sourly, his eyes fixed on the right pocket of Harry's robe.
Ravenclaw's Diadem is still inside!
"Oh, right!" Ron suddenly stood up, causing people at other tables to turn around and look at them.
But Ron didn't pay attention, which also made him unaware that a chubby gray owl flew in Percy's direction.
"I can wear that helmet!"
"What homework do I have to worry about now!" Ron looked at Harry excitedly.
"I can lend it to you, but it's not a helmet. Even if you don't know what it looks like, you should at least know what Ravenclaw's Diadem is."
"And you, sit down right now!" Harry was exasperated.
"Huh?" Ron looked puzzled, but he understood the next second because the other people's eyes were too obvious.
But Ron was Ron after all; he didn't feel shy like most people.
He was like a triumphant general, gesturing to those around him as they looked at him, before finally sitting down with an air of nonchalance.
"But I think I still have hope."
"Today is my dad's day off."
"He must have felt that what I taught was so impactful that he had a lot to write about!"
"Maybe after I've used some, there will still be enough for you, Harry, and the rest of us in the dorm!" Ron whispered to Harry after sitting down.
When it came to copying homework, Ron was careful to keep his voice down.
Harry was a little speechless.
This reminded him of many things he shouldn't have openly plotted.
If Harry hadn't been constantly aware of his surroundings, the things Harry didn't want others to know would probably have been spread far and wide by Ron's loud voice.
Ron spoke very loudly about Voldemort, as if afraid others wouldn't hear him.
Even in the compartments of a train, you have to be careful!
"I think Ron, you shouldn't get your hopes up!"
"The Muggle Protection Act has been released, hasn't it? I think Mr. Weasley is probably too busy with that to notice your letter," Harry said seriously, hiding his mischievous grin.
He wasn't doing this to get revenge on Ron!
"No way!" Ron was clearly very concerned about this, and his voice couldn't be suppressed again.
Harry tried his best to smooth out the slight upturn of his lips, hoping Ron wouldn't notice his schadenfreude.
"No matter how busy my dad is, he always reads the Weasley family kids' letters!" Ron retorted loudly.
"Shut up, you idiot!" Ginny, one of the Weasley family children, finally couldn't hold back any longer.
Before this, she had always hidden her face behind a thick book of "Standard Book of Spells (Beginner)".
Pretend you don't know Ron.
"What?! Did I say something wrong?!" Ron looked completely innocent, not realizing why Ginny was talking about him.
"It's easy for me to do my homework!" Ron muttered.
He felt wronged, as his sister was talking about him for no reason.
"Dumbledore is here," Neville was standing nearby, reminded him.
"The banquet starts at 6:30, and it's only 6 o'clock now!"
"So what if Dumbledore comes!" Ron asked doubtfully.
"You're too loud!" Neville had no choice but to say it directly.
"Why do you have to whisper about my dad?" Ron asked, puzzled.
"Ron!"
"You know too!" came an even louder voice from Percy.
How could that be Percy!
Whenever Percy is mentioned, he always has a stiff, unsmiling look on his face.
But now, he's laughing so hard he's almost going crazy.
He practically dragged Fred and George over while running.
"Percy, are you alright?"
Are you alright?
Are you alright?
"Are you alright?" the Weasley family children asked almost simultaneously.
"I've never felt this good before!"
"Madam Bones has become Minister for Magic!" Percy exclaimed.
"Susan, your aunt has become a minister!"
"Why is Percy even happier than you?"
"Susan, you don't know?"
"How come Percy knew about it before you did?"
The young wizards at the Hufflepuff table all swarmed around Susan Bones.
Susan was completely bewildered. She looked in Percy's direction with a puzzled expression and began to wonder if Percy had some kind of relationship with their family that she was unaware of.
Once Ron and the others recovered, they also raised questions.
"Why are you so happy that Madam Bones has become minister?" This was Ron.
"Has Dad's position changed?"
"Director of the Office for Detection and Seizing Counterfeit Defense Spells and Protective Equipment?"
"No, that's not right. You shouldn't be so happy, Percy."
"Let me think. The main departments of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement at the Ministry of Magic are: the Auror Office, the Office for Misuse of Magic, and the Wizengamot Administration Services. The secondary departments are: the Hit Wizards, the Magical Law Enforcement Squad, and the Magical Law Enforcement Squad."
"I think Dad must have gotten into a key department that would make you so happy, Percy. Well, that can only be the Wizengamot Administration Services. They have power and plenty of free time." These were Fred and George.
"Fred, George! Is it really you?"
"You guys aren't fake, are you? You drank the Polyjuice Potion?" Ginny's eyes widened.
Even the almost frenzied joy on Percy's face froze.
The same applies to Ron and Harry.
Because they all knew what kind of people the Weasley Twins were.
They hate monotonous lives, like working for the Ministry of Magic.
Their dream was to open a joke shop even more popular than Zonko's Joke Shop after graduation. How could someone like them possibly know so much about the Ministry of Magic?
"We should at least know about Dad's department."
"But Percy, we were all right, weren't we?" Fred and George rolled their eyes.
"No, you're wrong!"
"Dad, Dad, he, he's now the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement at the Ministry of Magic!" Percy said, his voice trembling with joy and tears.
The next chapter will also be released today, later.