Idle Posts at the Ministry of Magic

"Diggory," Draco suddenly interjected.

"What Diggory?"

"Your Troll -headed captain already used this trick—and then got beaten up by Hufflepuff."

"What, you still can't forget Cedric Diggory?"

"It's all because of you that you angered the Hufflepuff Team, making them like they'd all drunk some kind of Invigoration Draught —and ultimately securing the victory."

"Now those Hufflepuff are saying Cedric is comparable to Harry —he also defeated Slytherin as soon as he took office!"

"What a joke! That pretty boy!" Draco's words gave Ron was still reminiscing about Jason, an outlet for his anger.

"I mean, Macnair is also in the Department of Magical Creature Management and Control the Ministry of Magic."

"He belongs to the Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Creatures." Draco was exasperated.

"Oh, but that's such a distant connection. Who knew you'd think of Diggory?"

"Although the Ministry of Magic Department of Magical Creature Management and Control of Magic only has three departments to the outside world: the Creature Office, the Beast Office, and the Spirit Division."

"But if you really want to count, there are more than three: the Beast Office (Centaur Liaison Office, Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Creatures, Dragon Research and Restraint Bureau, Ghoul Task Force, Werewolf Capture Planning Group, Werewolf Registry), the Creature Office (Goblin Liaison Office, House-Elf Relocation Office, Werewolf Support Services Section), the Misinformation Office, the Pest Advisory, and the Spirit Division," Ron insisted stubbornly.

Hey, Ginny, why are you looking at me like that?

"After I learned that my father had become the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, I also thought about working for the Ministry of Magic —finding a sinecure."

"I'll spend my free time writing. I want to be an author, just like Skywalker," Ron said, looking at Ginny who seemed to think, "This is really my brother."

"A sinecure?" Harry was also a little tempted.

"Yes, the Centaur Liaison Office is good, because centaurs have never used it."

"And the Werewolf Capture Planning Group is also quite idle, as evidenced by the fact that Fenrir Greyback has been at large all this time."

"The Werewolf Registry and the Werewolf Support Services Section are the same; no Werewolf are willing to register, and the Ministry of Magic has never done anything for Werewolf."

"The Ghoul Task Force are pretty good too. They just need to drive away those Ghouls that accidentally end up in Muggle homes." Ron knew these departments like the back of his hand.

"You've forgotten Dumbledore's recent big moves—joining forces with Mr. Weasley."

"I bet by the time you graduate, these departments won't exist anymore—or they'll be less idle and more active in fulfilling their intended purpose," Draco said dismissively, curling his lip.

"Harry, don't follow Ron's bad example." Draco looked at Harry seriously, and Ginny nodded eagerly beside him.

"Yeah! My dad's been doing a lot lately—only Ron wouldn't know!"

"It seems that the Dragon Research and Restraint Bureau is no longer just about preventing and restricting wild dragons from being seen by Muggle, as it used to be."

"Now it is said that it will also involve dragon breeding qualification examinations, the establishment of dragon breeding farms, and research on dragons."

"It seems Charlie will be coming back from Romania too—because of this reform," Ginny said excitedly after giving Ron a disdainful look.

She hadn't seen Charlie in ages!

"Why is everyone talking about me!"

"Isn't Harry also hoping to find a less demanding job at the Ministry of Magic?"

"We were clearly talking about Harry's dream, and there were two Death Eaters in that dream, Draco, you must know about them, right?" Ron in a fit of impotent rage, changing the subject.

"Those two? They just sound vaguely familiar to me." Draco, as Ron had hoped, stopped criticizing Ron's bad habits and frowned.

That shouldn't be the case.

As a so-called second-generation Death Eaters, but in reality a third-generation Death Eaters, he knew every Death Eaters.

Unless?

"I've got it! It's probably because their nicknames are more famous!"

"Harry said they might be related. A man and a woman. I've got it, the Carroll siblings!"

"They're all Death Eaters!" Draco exclaimed, pumping his fist in delight.

How could he not have thought of that?

It's so simple, Carroll is one of the Sacred Twenty-Eight!

"Are you sure? Let me think about it again. They have beady eyes and are hunchbacked. The man is very fat and has a face like a pig's kidney." Harry was still skeptical.

"No mistake, it's hunchbacked Carroll. When it comes to hunchbacks, you can't leave out Carroll, just like how we Weasley all have red hair. Every Carroll is hunchbacked!" Ron said with certainty.

"Okay, then who wrote the letter to Voldemort?" Harry nodded when Ron asked the same question.

"I think he must be Slytherin!"

"Both parents should be Death Eaters!"

"Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle can be ruled out."

"Who else?" Ron asked Draco, the Death Eaters expert.

"It might not be Slytherin."

"The fact that you were able to get into Ravenclaw shows that the Sorting Hat still values students' own opinions."

"But among the descendants of the Death Eaters —there are only three in the entire Hogwarts: me, Goyle, Crabbe." Draco paced back and forth, circling around Harry.

"Perhaps he changed his name."

"Not everyone wants to bear the surname of their Death Eaters parents," Harry said, raising his hand. Draco scoffed.

"Change your name?"

"It's possible that Pure-blood are all related to each other."

"Maybe that guy was adopted by a relative and given a name that doesn't match his background."

"If that's the case, his parents must have been sent to Azkaban —instead of escaping jail by lying about Imperius Curse like Draco's family did." Ron stroked his chin, as if deep in thought.

"Well—" Draco was about to continue his analysis when Ginny interrupted him.

Draco looked at Ron's little sister in surprise.

In his memory, Ginny had always been a shy little girl.

At the Weasley family, she never greeted him beyond a polite greeting.

How dare you interrupt him now?

"That what?"

"I think you should tell Dumbledore about this directly."

"Are you all confident that you're smarter than Dumbledore?" Ginny suddenly interjected.

Harry and his two friends looked at each other in bewilderment.

Yes!

Why didn't they think of this place?

Ron looked at Draco and said that it was all because of his analysis that they had been led astray.

Draco looked at Ron and Harry, indicating that they were unreliable because they almost forgot such an important dream because of Ginny.

Hey boys!

"What are you all thinking?" Ginny pouted, looking at Harry and the other two who were exchanging secret glances.

"Ginny, I'm thinking about how to talk to Dumbledore." Harry hugged Ginny tightly.

"Yes, I'm thinking about how to tell him." Ron nodded in agreement.

"I—I'm thinking—thinking about the password to the Headmaster's Office," Draco stammered, his words cut off as Harry and the others stared at him.