I Have a Big Problem with My Hogwarts

In the magnificent hall, well-dressed wizards walked around the banquet, and the wizards and witches behaved decently, just like the upper-class celebrities in Muggle society.

Lynn and Dumbledore stood together, and once again sent away another upper-level wizard who came from a certain family and a senior officer of the Ministry of Magic with a smile on his face. He couldn't help but rubbed his sore two cheek.

"It's no fun to deal with these people. I'd rather fight the basilisk again."

"Military force can solve everything in this world, but because we don't, the word etiquette comes into being."

Dumbledore said softly, he was wearing a very formal sky blue robe today, his silver-white beard and long hair were neatly groomed, and a golden medal with a green ribbon was pinned to his chest.

Not only him, but all the wizards present today have such a golden medal pinned on their chests, but there are some differences in the color of the ribbon.

This banquet was held by the Wizengamot to award the honor ceremony of Sir Merlin, to award the second-class medal to Lynn Bellock, the student who broke the conspiracy of the heirs of Slytherin and saved the entire Hogwarts student.

Lynn had got his medal and it was pinned to his chest with a purple ribbon.

Lynn didn't care about these strange truths that Dumbledore often said. He was very interested in the Wizengamot, the organization that awarded him this medal.

"So who has more power, the Ministry of Magic or the Wizengamot?"

Taking advantage of the time when no one was around, Dumbledore took Lynn to find a remote place to sit down.

"You're not asking the right question. The Ministry of Magic and the Wizengamot don't say which one is bigger, because there is no conflict between the identities of members of the Wizengamot and employees of the British Ministry of Magic.

For example, each Minister of Magic will also serve as the honorary chief wizard of the Wizengamot when he takes office, and has the same power as the permanent chief.

Each Senior Undersecretary of the Ministry of Magic also serves as the Wizengamot's secretary.

While the Minister for Magic has executive powers at the Ministry, he also has judicial powers in the Wizengamot.

Therefore, the Wizengamot and the Ministry of Magic do not have much power and little power, because they are controlled by the same group of people. "

Lynn frowned.

"Executive power and judicial power are handed over to the same person at the same time. Isn't it easy to go wrong?"

"So there is still a permanent chief wizard in charge of the Wizengamot. To be precise, the judicial power has been divided into two. If the chief wizard and the Minister of Magic agree, then the Wizengamot will indeed follow the wishes of the Ministry of Magic. However, if there is a disagreement between the two, then a vote will be held within the Wizengamot."

The position of honorary chief wizard added by the Minister of Magic sounds very abrupt, and when an organization is established, it will never have two different voices at the same time.

From the perspective of the history of the magic world, the Wizengamot was established much earlier than the Ministry of Magic.

At that time, there was no such thing as an honorary chief wizard. The members of the Wizengamot only had this identity, and the permanent chief wizard had absolute authority in the Wizengamot.

However, all this changed after the establishment of the Ministry of Magic.

The newly established wizarding government does not have the power to disband the Wizengamot, but they can continue to add sand to it by virtue of their influence, which eventually led to the current situation.

The history of the magic world is actually very interesting. After all, wizards are also human beings, and as long as they are human beings, there is no bottom line in fighting for power and profit.

While Lynn was chatting with Dumbledore, a small man with curly gray hair approached them with a smile on his face.

Seeing him, Dumbledore also had a smile on his face, but Lynn didn't see any sincerity in that smile.

"Connelly, it's been a long time." Dumbledore hugged the little man warmly, and at the same time called out his identity.

The current Minister of Magic of the British Ministry of Magic and the titular ruler of the entire British magical world-Cornel Oswald Fudge.

"I've been so busy recently that I don't have much time to visit you, Albus, I hope you don't mind." Fudge's tone was very low when facing Dumbledore, as if the real Minister of Magic was actually Dumbledore, And he is just an insignificant little subordinate.

Judging from the performance of the Minister of Magic in the original book, he can be called a hopeless idiot.

But to be able to achieve the position of Minister of Magic, no matter how stupid the political and diplomatic skills are, it will not be far behind.

After they exchanged a few words, Fudge naturally shifted the topic to Lynn.

"I also want to express my solemn thanks to you, Mr. Belloc. You saved Hogwarts, my alma mater, and the future of the entire wizarding world."

His compliment was very sweet, but Lin En's heart suddenly became vigilant.

He didn't forget the difference in status between the two. It was understandable for Fudge to compliment Dumbledore in such a way, but it was a bit wrong to speak in such a tone to a young wizard like him.

"You honor Mr. Minister."

"I don't have the slightest reputation." Fudge suddenly smiled and said to Dumbledore, "Albus, there are freshly made scones over there. I know you like them very much. Don't you plan to go and try them?"

Dumbledore narrowed his eyes, he and Lynn looked at each other, and Lynn nodded to him indiscernibly.

"Ah, let's talk first, I'll try the handicraft of the house elves here."

After Dumbledore left, the Minister of Magic greeted Lynn with greetings, and it didn't take long for him to express his intention to chat with Lynn alone.

"I don't know if you have paid attention to the Daily Prophet recently? There is a heinous dark wizard who escaped from Azkaban."

Lynn raised his eyebrows: "You mean Sirius Black?"

Fudge rubbed his hands: "Yes, he escaped from Azkaban somehow, and those jailers were very angry."

Speaking of this, he seemed to think of those gloomy figures, and his body couldn't help shivering.

"Black is a loyal lackey of the mysterious man. Before he escaped from the prison, he was heard shouting non-stop in the prison, "He's in Hogwarts!" he is there! "And so on, so we may believe that the ultimate goal of his escape was to kill Harry Potter, who was studying at Hogwarts, to avenge his dead master."

Fudge looked into Lynn's eyes, and Lynn shrugged without showing the slightest sign of fear.

"So what does this have to do with me?"

"Of course this has something to do with you, Mr. Belloc. You once saved Hogwarts Castle, so you must not want to see your classmates killed, right? You proved your strength in the battle to kill the basilisk, This time we should take it for granted that you can protect Harry Potter."