Leona's blow not only made everything impossible to conceal, after all, an entire forest in Albania was completely wiped out, which was much cleaner than a forest fire.

Unless the non-magic world is blind, or the magic world here casts a spell on everyone, it is impossible to hide this matter from them.

If an ordinary wizard caused such irreversible information leakage, the international wizarding agency would 100% directly issue a wanted order.

Then, the best outcome for that wizard in the rest of his life is to stay in prison until he grows old.

But this time, not only the International Wizarding Organization didn't say a word, but even the most popular Department of Magic in the United States didn't say a word.

"Minister, should we send a letter of inquiry to them according to the normal procedure?" a member of the American Ministry of Magic asked in a low voice.

He is in charge of diplomacy, but this time, he is a little afraid to follow the procedure. If the goddess of dawn jumps over and attacks, who can withstand it? No one can withstand it!

The American minister shook his head and thought for a moment, "I remember that your personal relationship with Fudge is not bad?"

The subordinate smiled awkwardly, saying that they did have a relationship, they were the kind of relatives who couldn't be more remote, but the relationship couldn't be said to be good.

The United States Ministry of Magic has been reducing Fudge's voice in the international community for many years. The two parties have their own masters, and the relationship is naturally not harmonious.

"Ahem, after all, I am the Minister of Magic of a country. Please apologize for some things in the past." The minister knocked on the table and said.

The subordinate nodded. He understood what his boss meant. He wanted to ask about the situation through smuggling channels first. As for the situation and the attitude of the other party, whether it would be reported to the public or not would be discussed later.

Similar conversations happen not only here, but also in many other countries.

As a result, Fudge's personal communication channels immediately became full, and the official channels became busier than ever before.

In the External Relations Department of the Ministry of Magic, Jack folded the letter in front of him, and then glanced upstairs distressedly.

He could hear Fudge's arrogant voice clearly even from a floor away.

"What's wrong? Which small country's contact letter is it? Just put it in the queue." The colleague turned around and said something while he was busy.

"That's good." Jack rubbed his temples, "It's the minister's home letter. The office is full, so the owl can only send it to me through the official route."

The colleague glanced at Jack with pity. This matter is not easy to handle. Logically speaking, it should be done first before personal matters, but with such a queue, I don't know when this private letter will be queued up.

If something goes wrong, Jack will be scolded in the end.

"I've decided, I'll take it now." Jack stood up and picked up the letter, "The minister is in such a good mood now, it shouldn't be a problem to interrupt him."

"I wish you success." My colleague said casually, but he was not very optimistic about this.

Jack walked to the minister's office and listened to Fudge's loud conversation, probably contacting the ministers of magic from other countries.

After waiting at the door for a few minutes, seeing no sign of stopping inside, Jack knocked on the door.

"Come in." Fudge said.

Pushing open the door and walking in, Jack saw Fudge lying on a chair with his feet crossed and completely without memory.

"What's going on?" Fudge raised his eyebrows, not blaming Jack for disturbing him at all.

"Minister, your letter belongs to your elder." Jack whispered.

"Oh~" Fudge deliberately raised his voice a few times, "My elder, that can't take up working time, what do you think?"

"It's okay, it's okay." The other minister on the other side of the curse responded quickly, faster than Jack could reply.

"Maybe it's an emergency. You can go and deal with it there first. I'll wait a moment. It's no problem. By the way, take me to say hello to your elders."

"Oh, that's so embarrassing, so I'll offend you a little bit." Fudge stood up, saying he was sorry, and hung up the call without stopping with his hands moving.

So arrogant...

Jack lowered his head and thought to himself.

Fudge took the letter from his hand and said, "Oh, ask me if I'm free to go back for dinner today."

"Then minister, can I help you take him back?" Jack asked in a low voice.

Contacts between the Ministry of Magic and the Ministry of Magic are all through their external contact lines, which are relatively confidential.

"Forget it, we'll talk about it tomorrow, let him wait too." Fudge waved his hand and said nonchalantly.

The minister in the United States often did this kind of thing before, such as only replying when he was off work. Although the Minister of Magic like Fudge did not have a fixed off-duty time, Fudge knew that the guy was just being disgusting. After all, there was a big time difference between the two sides.

It’s not that we can’t take care of everything at the same time.

Now he finally had the chance to go back in disgust, and he had to take revenge.

Fudge returned to his seat, looked through the mail, and knocked on the table. At this time, his family suddenly asked about dinner. It seemed that someone had left the house.

"Jack, please send me a message and tell me to go back." Fudge said. He still had to seize the time to listen to the praise of ministers from other countries. For family matters, just go back after get off work and let that person wait.

"Minister! Hogwarts has responded and agreed that you can go." Suddenly a wizard came into the door and said loudly.

This is also somewhat interesting. Hogwarts is under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Magic. Now that Fudge, the Minister of Magic, wants to go, he has to say hello and ask in advance.

"Jack! Come back!" Fudge directly called Jack who was about to go out.

Then, Fudge turned to look at the wizard who had just entered, "Hogwarts, Minerva, no, did Professor McGonagall say when can we go?"

"Um... there was no definite time in the reply." The wizard paused, and he became increasingly confused. The time for Fudge to pass must be determined by Hogwarts?

"Then go and ask!" Fudge said, slamming the table hard.

"Yes! I'm going now!"

After the wizard left, Fudge thought for a few seconds and said, "Jack, let me change this. I will not go back today. I will also sort out my itinerary. During this period, all further itineraries have been moved back."

"Yes, Minister." Jack replied.

"Also, if there is any information from Hogwarts, please tell me as soon as possible, and I will double the funds sent to Hogwarts this year." Fudge continued.

"Yes, Minister." Jack blinked, and Fudge suddenly turned into a licking dog in his eyes.

Fudge waved his hand and told Jack to get lost. What a look, he didn't understand anything.

Why is Fudge so stubborn now? It's not because of the strength of Leona from the People's League over there. The relationship between Hogwarts and the People's League is so close now, so why should he wait if he doesn't build a good relationship quickly?
Chapter completed!