After Ms. Bones left, Felix and Professor McGonagall discussed for a while, then came out of the staff lounge.

All students were ordered to come down with their luggage.

"This is the current arrangement," said Professor McGonagall, "Young wizards from Muggle families will have to wait for a while, and a professor will take you back. The Ministry of Magic will also send a specialist to provide safety guidance to wizard families living in Muggle communities."

The students sat on the benches with their luggage, looking listless. Justin Finch-Fletchley at the Hufflepuff College table stood up and shouted,

"Professor, is the wizard really exposed?"

Professor McGonagall glanced at him, pursed her lips and said, "Yes, Mr. Finch-Fletchley."

The hall was suddenly filled with gloom. These students could not yet draw a conclusion about the impact of the wizarding world being exposed. They only knew that this was a very bad thing, or they actually knew it in their hearts - Grindelwald spent a year talking about how to guard against Muggles and hide themselves.

Felix cleared his throat.

"The Ministry of Magic has already had a plan to deal with this, so you don't need to worry too much. But in the coming period of time, I'm sure you will hear all kinds of rumors.

I ask you to refrain from participating in any activities that may expose your own wizard identity during the holidays. Keep an eye on the announcements issued by the Ministry of Magic, listen to the radio...

He mentioned a bunch of specific measures, and the students gradually came to their senses.

At this time, Sirius and Percy came over, and Sirius said to Harry, "Molly and I have agreed that you will live in the Burrow for a while. She welcomes you very much. The fireplace in Felix's office can be used. You can go there-"

"What about you?" Harry couldn't help asking.

"I'll stay." Sirius said without hesitation, he glanced at Lupin, Moody and the others, "We need to talk to Felix

to see if we can help, or reorganize the Order of the Phoenix or something like that. In any case, I should join the Ministry of Magic temporarily."

"Then I'll stay, too. "Harry said, Sirius' eyes widened, Harry said quickly: "I will be an adult in a month, and this matter concerns the entire wizarding world. If a war breaks out, it will be useless no matter where I hide, right? The flames of war will eventually burn on my head, and I don't want to be pulled out like a goblin."

Sirius looked at him hesitantly.

Harry's tone became more urgent. "I think even if Dumbledore is still here, he will not refuse me to contribute my own strength. He hopes that I will do so! In the last period of his life, I have been taking classes with him, and I know Grindelwald very well." He said a little incoherently. "

Okay, I agree." Sirius said suddenly, and seeing Harry's astonished face, he smiled, "I knew you wouldn't hide behind, I just discussed it with Remus, and he asked me to ask for your opinion. But you must come back to class after school starts." He finally said seriously.

"Let's talk about it then," Harry said vaguely: "It's not certain whether the school will be open, what happened. "He was just looking for an excuse, but Sirius sighed worriedly, "You're right, if the situation can't be stabilized before the start of school, Hogwarts is really at risk of closing."

In turbulent times, people are of course more inclined to be with their families.

"I'll stay, too." Hermione, who had been listening for a while, said, "I don't want to go back home and do nothing, and can only sit in front of the TV to listen to the news about whether there will be a war between wizards and Muggles! But I have to go home first, Mom and Dad should be waiting for me, they must be worried."

"And me." Ron said.

"Plus the two of us." Fred and George said in unison.

"I hope to do something, too." Neville said seriously, he turned his head and looked at his parents, they had retired, but at this moment they stayed without hesitation.

Ginny was about to speak, Mrs. Weasley came over with a covetous look, staring at them suspiciously, "What are you discussing?"

"No! "Ron, Fred and George said reflexively, and Ron said quickly: "Mom, Ginny is very scared, she wants to go back to the Burrow as soon as possible."

Ginny made an angry cat cry and was reluctantly pulled away by Mrs. Weasley.

Soon, staff from the Ministry of Magic appeared. Because the little wizards and parents had to be transported back and forth at the same time, the Ministry of Magic specially sent two people from the Floo Management Team to be responsible for the renovation and maintenance of the fireplace in Professor McGonagall's office to prevent accidents.

The students lined up and were led by Professor Sprout through the fireplace, while Filch was guarding the school gate to receive the wizard parents who got the news and couldn't wait to come to the school. Other teachers were responsible for maintaining order, and everything was going on in an orderly manner.

Felix sat in the formal room and watched the little wizards and parents in the hallway. In the corner of the hall, he unfolded the Marauder's Map and observed it carefully.

Because the wizarding world was accidentally exposed, a series of chain reactions caused a large number of people to pour into Hogsmeade, the only village in the UK that was composed entirely of wizards. Some of them were foreigners who had attended a funeral and were stranded in the UK, some were people who heard the news and rushed to seek refuge or inquire about the inside story, and there were also strikers sent by the Ministry of Magic to patrol and maintain law and order. Therefore, the map was full of dense dots, and Felix couldn't find any useful information.

Sirius came over with a large group of people. After hearing their ideas, Felix agreed almost immediately.

"I have a hunch that the next few months will be very critical, and the Ministry of Magic will be short of a lot of people. Since you have this idea, it is not a problem for the Ministry of Magic to provide some temporary identities. A few students can do some trivial things such as sorting documents and delivering messages. In fact, most people do this job. If a battle really breaks out, the situation is estimated to be extremely bad. "

Harry breathed a sigh of relief. He thought the professor would not agree.

"The Order of the Phoenix--" said Sirius. "I suggest that you temporarily merge into the Ministry of Magic," said Felix. "The situation now is different from     dealing with Voldemort.

You don't have to worry about the Ministry of Magic leaking out like a sieve. You can form several teams to suppress the dark wizards in the country and prevent them from making trouble. In addition, you can form a Pan-Magic League--" "Pan-Magic League?" Hermione and Sirius asked in unison.     "Yes," Felix briefly explained the concept. "Miss Granger should be familiar with this term. The earliest similar concept appeared in one of her papers, which I later handed over to Amelia."     Harry and Ron looked at each other.     "Spew?"     "It's the House-Elf Rights Promotion Association!" Hermione said dissatisfiedly.     Harry and Ron grinned.     "That's it," Felix said. "The intelligent races in the wizarding world are not only wizards, but also other magical creatures that are classified as humans because of their civilization and wisdom close to wizards. We have to win them over."

"Why?" Sirius asked puzzled.

"Two reasons. First, if there are only wizards, the goal is too single. We are worried that the Muggle government will prejudge wizards as people living on their own land and demand the right to rule over wizards. I believe most wizards will not agree. "

"Let Muggles rule wizards?" Lucius Malfoy's face was not very good. He said coldly and arrogantly: "Do you need me to change 'Merlin is supreme' to 'The Queen is supreme'?"

Moody sneered in a rough voice: "Your ancestors have shouted so before."

Lucius Malfoy glared at him fiercely.

Felix continued as if he didn't hear it:

"Besides, I personally think that there is a huge gap between the lifestyles of wizards and ordinary people in all aspects, which cannot be overcome in a short time. If the restrictions are lifted all at once and each other is allowed to infiltrate each other's lives, it will inevitably lead to endless contradictions and conflicts. Therefore, at least before the negotiation results come out, the two sides can only have one external communication channel."

There is another thing Felix didn't say, that is, even for a long time after the negotiation results come out, the wizarding world will not be completely open to the outside world,

but will set up several communication windows. For example, build an island.

"This leads to the second reason," he raised his finger, "Since there are more than one intelligent race in the magic world, there must be other voices. As the negotiations deepen, the Muggle government will continue to understand the magic world. They are likely to bypass the wizards and negotiate with other races, promise benefits, and try to win over the position of goblins. I am particularly worried about the position of goblins. Therefore, the establishment of the Pan-Magic Alliance is imperative."

The conversation continued, but Harry quietly pulled Hermione and Ron's sleeves, and they retreated and left. Neville followed hesitantly. Harry was about to speak when Ginny came out of thin air, her hair was messy, as if she had just experienced a fight.

"I got rid of my mother." She said calmly.

Neville was stunned. He lived in the Black ancestral home for a while before the start of the fifth grade, so he was not unfamiliar with the scene of Mrs. Weasley losing her temper. When he privately expressed his awe of Mrs. Weasley to Harry, he said, "She looks a bit like my grandmother."

Ron gave him a thumbs up. Ginny rolled her eyes at him.

"Okay, stop it. Harry, what do you want to say?" Hermione asked.

"Let's go ask other sixth and seventh grade students," Harry whispered, "see if they have any plans to find a summer internship.

Write down these people's names, they may be useful. You heard that the Ministry of Magic will be very busy in the coming time."

"Can it work?" Hermione asked doubtfully.

"Absolutely," Neville said excitedly, "Just like me - I don't want to sit and wait for death. There must be a lot of people who think the same way as me."

"Unless they are cowards." Ginny said.

"Don't say that, Ginny." Harry shook his head, "Everyone thinks differently." He remembered the various types of people he saw in Dumbledore's Pensieve. Some wizards avoided war and were not interested in fame and fortune, but achieved outstanding achievements in other fields.

"Try the members of the front-line observation station and the Magic Rune Club first. "Harry said finally.

They dispersed, holding a piece of parchment in their hands, tiptoeing to find their targets. They did this with a noble mood. When they gathered together again, they had a handful of lists in their hands.

"As long as half of the people on the list respond to the call, it will be of great help." Harry said happily.

"Finally, there is good news." Hermione also said with a smile.

At this time Ron hesitated, and the others looked at him puzzledly. He muttered, "Well, I'm not sure if it's good news, but

"Ron, don't keep me in suspense!" Ginny shouted.

"Okay," Ron whispered, "you follow me." He led a few people out of the hall and stood on the stone steps. The sunlight outside was a little dazzling. "I've been looking for an opportunity to say it, but I don't think it's the right time." He took a deep breath and grasped his wand.

In the surprised eyes of everyone, he transformed into a sleek hound.

"Merlin's beard!" Ginny was shocked.

"Cool," Harry said sincerely, "You've mastered the Animagus."

Hermione hit the dog's head and smiled brightly, "When did you master it?"

"Congratulations," Neville said.

The hound circled around them lively, and Harry suddenly felt a strong desire. He looked back stealthily, and the hallway behind him was empty. He also transformed into a stag. Then, Neville and Hermione also changed into Animagus forms.

Ginny looked around and saw that she was the only one who was still human. She couldn't help pouting.

"Don't worry, Mrs. Weasley," Felix's voice came from a distance, "I'll pay a little attention. If I'm not mistaken, Ginny should

-uh, am I in the zoo?"

Ginny turned her head suddenly, her two hands tightly grasping the two antlers of the stag, as if she wanted to wrestle with it. A tortoiseshell cat, a hound, and a beaver watched with relish. Of course, they all turned their heads at this moment, looking at Professor Happ and Mrs. Weasley who were also standing there in a daze, followed by Sirius and Lupin.

There was a moment of silence.

A black shadow hooved out. It was Sirius. Before anyone could react, he turned into a big black dog covered with coarse hair, jumping and playing around them, looking very happy.

This change made Mrs. Weasley, who was about to speak, shut her mouth. Her lips were tightly pursed, and her eyes were full of anger.

As if it was not chaotic enough, Felix coughed twice and took out a silver pocket watch from his pocket. He opened the cover and pretended to check the time, but the next second, a Niffler rushed out from it.

Valen used his hands and feet to quickly climb onto Felix's shoulder. Only then did he have time to pay attention to the people around him, and then his expression was also stunned.

"Chi (zoo)?"

The clock struck eleven, and the Prime Minister came to the door. He had just spent a stressful day and sent several MPs away. Finally, he was the only one left in the office. He took off his glasses and sat down on the chair tiredly.

He didn't know what he was expecting, but such a big thing happened, there must be some movement on the other side. Therefore, he resolutely rejected several staff members, even though his mind was blank and he was about to accept the questioning from the parliament.

A light cough came from behind.

The Prime Minister froze. Although this had happened several times in his career, he still couldn't get used to it. He even felt that he would never get used to it. He could almost imagine the dirty painting behind his chair that he couldn't remove no matter how hard he tried. A

small frog-like man with a silver wig was staring at him.

"To the Muggle Prime Minister. Urgent meeting requested. Please respond immediately. Sincerely, Bones."

"Yes, yes, I agree," the Prime Minister said, and he muttered, "As if my refusal would work." Then his eyes stared uncontrollably at the fireplace. Emerald flames burned in the grate, and a woman with a monocle and a serious face came out. The

Prime Minister knew her - another minister, the one who replaced Fudge. They had met twice. The first time was when Bones took office. The Prime Minister had a good impression of this woman. Although she was always stern, at least she was not as arrogant as her predecessor and was willing to answer his questions instead of looking at him like an idiot.

He stood up and put on an angry expression - he thought he had every reason to do so, but then the anger on his face solidified, the flames rose again, and a young man appeared. The man looked around the room with interest, and after two seconds, he took a long step and walked out of the grate.

The Prime Minister suddenly had a thought: Could this female minister in front of him step down, and that young man be her successor? Is the regime change in the wizarding world so rapid?