The last Saturday in July.

In a spacious courtyard inside the Parliament Building, the Prime Minister and several ministers stood far away in the corridor, silently watching a thin short man hanging in the air. The man held a long-handled hammer in his hand, and everyone's eyes were focused on the black hammer head, watching the hammer approach the crystal bottle little by little.

In the past few days, scientists have used various methods to try to study the internal structure without destroying the bottle. In the end, they found that it is most reliable to observe with the naked eye, because the more sophisticated the measuring instrument, the more likely it is to have obvious deviations.

Today is the deadline for releasing the landscape in the bottle. The staff responsible for daily maintenance inside the building bravely took on the task of smashing the bottle.

A drop of sweat rolled down his cheek and into his neck. The short man stared straight at the ground, estimating the distance in his mind. "Stop!" He suddenly shouted, and the rope on his body suddenly stopped. His body shook slightly, but the man's eyes were only on the crystal bottle.

The man swallowed his saliva and quietly encouraged himself. The bottom of the crystal bottle was inlaid with a metal base specially used for fixing. It would not be blown down by the wind and there would be no accidents. The only thing he did was to smash the outer wall of the crystal bottle as he had rehearsed.

The metal hammer fell down, and there was a crisp sound of breaking, and the courtyard was silent.

"Pull me away!" the man shouted. He was the closest and could see the most clearly at this moment. If you don't count the large and small cameras around him,

in his sight, the crystal bottle was first covered with spider web-like fine lines, and then white light began to bloom on each fine line.

The workers at the edge of the courtyard reacted and quickly tightened the rope. The short man was pulled back by the rope, but his eyes were fixed on the center of the venue. The crystal fragments scattered into light. In his pupils, a palm-sized garden that seemed to have life was reflected. The garden began to stretch its body. First, the soft, tender green grass expanded outward like the tide, faster than his retreat. The green seemed to pass over his ankle in the blink of an eye. When he landed, his feet were already on the soft grass.

One by one, the saplings rose from the ground, from far to near. Time seemed to have lost its meaning. It took only a dozen seconds for them to be lush and green. A branch hung down.

The man absentmindedly plucked a leaf and stuffed it into his mouth. The fresh sap and bitterness kept hitting his taste buds. He widened his eyes.

Half a minute later, everything returned to silence.

The Prime Minister and the ministers approached, and several workers also came over bravely. No one stopped them. Everyone looked at the golden fountain in front of them with fascination. The gurgling sound of water seemed to fill their ears. In the center of the fountain stood a few ice sculptures, or crystal sculptures? They were not sure,

but they could feel a faint coolness when they approached, and even their breathing seemed to become moist. A few birds flew into the blue sky.

Everyone was silent and stared at the courtyard for a moment. Finally, the Prime Minister said, "Hold a press conference."

The next morning, Ms. Bones led a dozen representatives from various magical circles into the Parliament Building. As expected, the team included several humanoid magical races. The guards guarding the door tried their best not to show a surprised expression, as if half-human-high goblins and four-legged centaurs were normal and not worth making a fuss about (thank God, there were no giant monsters in the team). Felix watched them go in, and the door slowly closed. At the same time, a dozen or so Muggles hiding in the surroundings suddenly remembered something urgent. They hurriedly drove home with banners, shotguns and other things, without causing any commotion.

A quarter of an hour later, Felix passed through the iron gate and stopped at the magic fountain for a moment. Then he walked along the corridor to the left. A flag was flying high on the top of the Victoria Tower. He walked up the stone steps. Here were important documents of the parliament. As he walked, he heard voices.

"Welcome to the meeting, Ms. Amelia Bones, the joint representative of the British branch of the Pan-Magic Union and the Ministry of Magic..."

Felix smiled slightly. The Pan-Magic Union was in the front, and the British branch was even more meaningful. Although there was only one branch at present, and there was no shadow of the headquarters, it was not important. What was important was that wizards had reason to remain relatively independent and not be subject to the control of non-magical regimes.

There was not even one species, so why should they listen to the instructions of the Muggle government? The arrogance and difficulty of the goblins came in handy again a few days ago, but this time they were from the perspective of wizards.

Why is it so troublesome? Why do we need to promote the integration of wizards and non-wizards while keeping wizards relatively independent?

There are too many reasons. The fact that wizards will not tolerate a powerful government above them is worth the trouble. It is better to do enough work off the field than to spend several months in negotiations. For wizards, even the most loose Muggle regime has a higher degree of restraint on the people than the wizarding society. Felix had seen some of the ideas of Umbridge, a former senior official, in the Ministry of Magic. I don’t know if she found inspiration from the non-magical world, but the results she pursued were surprisingly similar to those in the outside world.

In other words, for the wizarding group with a simple social structure, all the Muggle governments outside are comparable to Umbridge. The

difference between wizards and non-wizards in their understanding and requirements of rulers is so great that it is unimaginable. Forcing them together will inevitably cause problems. Now it has become the current situation in less than a month, which is very smooth. But it seems to be smooth sailing, but in fact Felix took the initiative to avoid most of the options with pitfalls.

Most hidden dangers start from the smallest. Felix discovered it in advance, made arrangements early, and reached out to the right person who was willing to solve the problem. The rest was to observe quietly. As long as he did not deviate from the right track, who would do the work was just a minor detail. This was not just Felix's business, but a crisis for the entire wizarding world.

Did Dumbledore do anything publicly during the First Wizarding War? No, he stayed in school. But out of the public eye, he secretly established the Order of the Phoenix to secretly counter Voldemort and prevent him from rushing into the Ministry of Magic to kill people. That was enough. Was he still required to stand guard like an ordinary Auror?

Just like Felix had just stopped an incident that disrupted the peace talks, he would not spread it around. He had more important things to do.

Time passed little by little, and Felix came out of a stone chamber with a thoughtful expression on his face.

Yesterday afternoon, the Prime Minister held a press conference. He mentioned two important pieces of information at the press conference. One was naturally to announce the negotiation time to the public, and the other was to respond to the rumor that wizards had discovered ancient ruins on the moon. The news was confirmed to be correct.

The latter was also widely circulated during this period.

The wizards landing on the moon was very magical in the eyes of non-magic people, as if they were in a myth; it was also incredible for ordinary wizards. When the news was announced, representatives from various countries guarding the Ministry of Magic asked about the truth of the matter, but they were all evaded by Ms. Bones. It was not until Felix successfully returned from the moon that the news was passed back to the Ministry of Magic of various countries through observers.

The first to be affected were the magic newspapers in Britain. Reporters talked about this matter in a awed tone. Even Rita Skeeter took half a day off to publish an enthusiastic article in the Daily Prophet. This made Felix feel strange, but Ms. Bones was very happy. "The people's confidence has increased greatly, and they firmly believe that they can get through the difficulties."

Felix smacked his lips and said nothing, but he turned around and fully demonstrated the qualities of an excellent Slytherin graduate and called together the pure-blood family members who nominally joined him. Felix almost forgot about them.

In the early days after the war, these guys were in a panic, and no one knew how far the reckoning would go. Amelia Bones' attitude seemed to be that she intended to uproot some of the stubborn pure-blood families (although she never thought of doing so). At this time, Lucius, who was unwilling to become a marginal family, and Selwyn, who escaped punishment by betraying his fellow Death Eaters (there are rumors that he is now called "despicable Selwyn"), recruited a group of pure-blood families who had lost power and took the initiative to find Felix to offer their loyalty. Felix promised not to implicate innocent people and not to punish his family, and stabilized the turbulent situation.

Now is the time to use them.

In Malfoy Manor, Felix met these people. The scene was quite awkward because Snape was also dragged here. In the living room where the Death Eaters had held a meeting, Felix sat on the chair that Voldemort had sat on. The surrounding light was dim and the fireplace was burning, as if Voldemort had returned. Some people who came later were a little dazed and almost blurted out greetings to the Dark Lord.

Snape sat next to Felix on the right, which was convenient for communication through the thinking room, and resulted in another sneaky eye contact. So Felix knew Snape's status as a Death Eater, and he couldn't help thinking that Voldemort must have hated himself for making a mistake before he died.

In short, the process of this meeting was not very good. Snape kept glancing at him, as if he was worried that he would give orders to occupy the Ministry of Magic in the next sentence. Fortunately, the results were gratifying. These pure-blood families showed their family background and took out the contracts signed with other magical races after a little hesitation.

These contracts date back centuries and are still in force today. They played a huge role in persuading non-wizarding magical races in Britain to join the Pan-Magic Alliance.

There was an episode during the meeting. A pure-blood wizard tremblingly called him "Sir" and asked him about the fact of landing on the moon. After receiving a positive answer, he immediately blushed and suggested that Felix build a wizard base on the moon.

"Then our cause will be unbreakable!" He said excitedly, and many people agreed.

Cause? What cause? Felix was confused, but he still considered the proposal seriously. Although the relationship between wizards and Muggles was not so bad that they had to retreat to the moon, the idea of ​​a moon base was very much in line with his appetite. For example, the secret room several kilometers deep under the school castle was an excellent shelter; secondly, the magic used did not seem difficult.

It is really not difficult. Felix has thought about it seriously. If he can create dozens of extension spaces similar to the basement of Mr. Scamander's house, and combine them with the planting magic developed by Professor Bubbaji, it will be enough for 20,000 to 30,000 wizards to wander in the universe for several years.

The only thing needed is regular maintenance.

But the reason is still the same - the situation is not that bad, and Felix hopes that it will never be used.

Regarding the feat of landing on the moon, Ms. Bones in the UK used radio to publicize it. Those who are close to him can ask Felix in person, but those wizards far away abroad can only be stunned when facing this news.

Even though Felix has shown all kinds of incredible things before, the Ministry of Magic of various countries is still skeptical. Felix's approach is actually similar to that of Dumbledore when he was young. Through letters, academic articles and receiving wizards from all directions who came to communicate, all doubts turned into firm beliefs, but Felix did not have that much time.

It is foreseeable that Felix's next focus will turn to foreign countries, where he will face more difficult problems. Prime Ministers, government officials, the public, public opinion, military deterrence, and interest inducement... The Ministry of Magic in many countries has not solved any of them. The International Confederation of Wizards is on the verge of collapse.

The only thing worth praising is that these Ministries of Magic have long been restricted by the Statute of Secrecy, and the instinctive reaction has made all wizards and people hide. From Vita Rosier, Felix can learn more valuable information - news that is not made public by the Ministry of Magic. Some things are more serious than they appear.

Although wizards choose to hide, small conflicts occur every day.

Different strategies should be adopted in the face of different environments. Once the results of the negotiations here come out, if they go smoothly, the ministers of the Ministry of Magic of various countries will come to inquire about the details as soon as possible, and then it will be time to start the second step. While

Felix was wandering in the ocean of documents and archives in the Victoria Tower, he confirmed the focus of the negotiating parties in his mind: wizard autonomy, joint law enforcement between wizards and Muggles, cooperation in the field of magic and science, trade exchanges, exchanges and mutual visits between non-governmental organizations...

A file attracted his attention.

There were clippings and analysis reports of all sizes on it, including letters sent by Hogwarts students, the latest magical events around the world, such as Grindelwald's activities. Felix blinked and unexpectedly found two half-familiar faces on it: the girl who was brought to him by the University of Paris I; and the pianist with injured fingers. From the above analysis, they seemed to have recognized him and took the initiative to mention the matter to the people around them, so they were noticed by government agents.

Felix wrote down the addresses of several people - they were all in the UK at the moment, maybe to get close to magic? Or just to travel? It was indeed quite lively recently... But it also reminded Felix that he still had some non-wizard friends, such as Jim and Rebecca, and he had better ask their opinions. If he didn't want his identity to be traced, he could use magic to hide the secret.