At three o'clock in the afternoon, the meeting was held at the headquarters of the International Confederation of Wizards.

This was a spacious room, comparable to a standard basketball court, but when more than four hundred chairs were erected here, it seemed a bit crowded, not to mention that there was an empty space in the middle, covered with a purple carpet with gold edges, for people to make impromptu speeches. In the front of the room, a long table was deliberately raised. It was the seat of the president of the International Confederation of Wizards. There were several fixed seats near the chairman's seat, belonging to the vice president, secretary and anonymous seats. The people sitting in these anonymous seats were not fixed each time. Relevant personnel were invited according to the theme of the meeting, such as Amelia Bones this time.

Some people followed Ms. Bones's line of sight and looked at the young man above her. The man's expression was not as serious as hers, but with a smile on his face, fiddling with a strange hat in his hand, and the two were talking in a low voice. Felix Hep, I don't know how many people read this name in their hearts with awe. With Akinbad's prestige, it is impossible to gather these people. The current situation was almost created by him.

Felix Hep was sitting next to Akinbad on the other side. He seemed to be in good spirits because the pressure had been transferred away. He was wearing a robe with many layers and ingenious structure, and sat high on the podium. The representatives attending the meeting felt a ripple in their hearts. The position of vice president was still vacant, as if it was prepared for Felix Hep. It was not uncommon in history that the president did not take care of things and the vice president took the power.

In fact, the previous president Dumbledore did this, but he was the one who took the initiative to delegate power.

"You dyed your hair?" Felix asked with interest.

Ms. Bones, who was checking the information, rolled her eyes at him and snorted, "Hmm." "-You look much better, did you use beauty potions?" Bones froze. Felix whispered, "Look more carefully, your hair--" "What's wrong with your hair?!" "--It seems to have grown longer, let me look up my memory--" After a few seconds, he opened his eyes and said with certainty, "Yes, it has grown longer."

Ms. Bones seemed a little embarrassed. She whispered, "Felix, today's occasion is very serious!" But she was obviously upset and kept flipping through the materials at hand.

"When?"

"What did you say--"

"Happy event!" Felix said seriously, "Last time at Bill and Fleur's wedding, I saw Sirius used chicken legs to make a little Cupid shape. Well, maybe I saw it wrong, it was more like--"

"Bah, shut up."

...

As the current president of the International Confederation of Wizards, Babajide Akinbade knocked the small wooden hammer, and the crowd gradually quieted down.

"Three centuries ago, we enacted the Statute of Secrecy, which worked well until the wizarding world was completely exposed. So I hope that you will have the same sense of historical responsibility and formulate a law that is instructive and forward-looking." "

I am honored to invite Ms. Amelia Bones. She participated in the negotiations with the Muggle government throughout the process and successfully reached a consensus. The specific content is written in the book "Providing Support for the Openness of Magic", which is right next to you... Mr. Felix Hepp, an expert who was also deeply involved in the negotiations, described to me the subtleties of this book. No sloppy sentences are allowed in the agreement. Every line of text is carefully selected and in line with the moral tone of both parties. You will find that the contents of the second and third parts will be mentioned repeatedly. He will be responsible for maintaining order in the venue and arbitrating controversial issues in this conference."

Akinbad paused after speaking, and seeing that no one raised any objections, he looked to the right, "Felix?"

Felix nodded and said briefly: "Amelia, you can start."

Ms. Bones' calm voice echoed in the empty conference room. She wore a familiar monocle, her face half hidden in the light and shadow.

"…The second part mainly records the progress and results of the negotiations between the Ministry of Magic and the local government, as well as some inconclusive debate fragments; the last part is the plans that have been implemented or will be implemented soon to promote cooperation between the two sides, such as joint law enforcement, magic shops - oh, we chose the method of selling books with gifts, thinking that this will better open up the situation..."

"As you can see," she glanced at the whispering crowd and said, "I will do my best to provide relevant background information and detailed support to everyone here." She sat down.

"Thank you, Amelia, thank you, Babajid." Felix said in a loud voice, his eyes swept across every face.

"We will formulate a far-reaching law, its effect is comparable to the Statute of Secrecy, and in some places it will even exceed it."

"It is not intended to run for one or two years, but like the Statute of Secrecy, it will be measured in centuries. Because of this, we will not spend time discussing specific details, let alone small matters such as 'how much should a drunk wizard who exploded a trash can be fined, or whether he should be imprisoned' - that is the responsibility of the Ministry of Magic itself, you should discuss with the local government, follow local customs, and adapt to local conditions - what we want to determine are emotional, conceptual, and principled issues, what is acceptable and what is unacceptable."

"They will become the prevailing norms in the wizarding world in the future and the consensus of everyone. Once established, no individual, group, or any subsidiary law can violate them."

"Okay, now everyone can speak freely, put forward independent opinions, and ask questions in response to Ms. Bones' previous speech."

After a moment of silence, representatives from various countries began to speak. As if to liven up the atmosphere, a witch with sparse light yellow hair asked lively: "Bones, why do you choose the form of selling books? Is it because you think those Muggles are in urgent need of common sense?"

There was a low laugh in the crowd, but most people did not laugh.

"There are two reasons," Ms. Bones said calmly, "First, I and -" she glanced at Felix, "we believe that magic is mysterious in the eyes of outsiders. Therefore, in the first one or two years, no matter what we come up with, it will attract great attention. Compared with potions, magic food and magic items with various special functions, we hope that people can understand the culture and concepts of wizards. At the same time, it is also to prove one thing: apart from magic, there is no essential difference between wizards and ordinary people;"

"The second reason - which is also mentioned in the book "Providing Support for the Openness of Magic" - the magic world should integrate into the outside world in a gentle way, and try not to impact the existing systems and social systems of both sides; so the reason is obvious. It's no big deal for ordinary people to have an automatic comic book in their homes, but if they have an invisible cloak, there may be problems."

The questions gradually became sharper, and Ms. Bones couldn't handle it alone, so Felix also joined in. He seemed to be familiar with it, as if he was answering questions in class - and the most important point was that no one dared to be unreasonable with him.

Some new departments also took shape in the discussion. For example, the International Magic Technology Cooperation Review Committee is responsible for reviewing the cooperation projects between the two parties; the International Magic Trade Association is responsible for the review and approval of cross-border trade and the lists of items in categories one, two and three; the Emergency Investigation Team is responsible for communicating and handling difficult emergencies with potentially huge risks.

The quill in front of the clerk was writing furiously.

A red-haired wizard mentioned the Pan-Magic Union. "Currently, branches have been spontaneously established in various places. Although the progress is different, at least they are all in preparation. However, there is no sign of the Pan-Magic Union's headquarters."

"Perhaps it can be placed in the lower-level department of the Federation?" A wizard suggested.

"Doesn't that still mean that other races are inferior to wizards?" The red-haired wizard objected, "We must give up some rights in exchange for their support for wizards. In the new era, the old way will not work. Those races are our natural allies..."

"Do you mean to put the Pan-Magic Union above the Federation?"

"I didn't say that."

"Then what do you mean?"

"At least it's not like you who only knows how to avoid problems! Cowardly ball-escape bird!" The red-haired wizard spit out a swear word.

"Watch out for saliva, you slimy ghoul!"

Seeing that the two sides were arguing fiercely and no one could convince the other, Felix cleared his throat and the crowd quieted down.

"Write down this question first. There may be an unexpected solution when the meeting goes deeper."

At this time, there was a commotion outside the door. People stopped talking and looked at the door. Then there was a quick knock on the door. Aginbard frowned and waved his wand. The layers of magic light converged and a man pushed the door open with a panicked look.

"What happened, Claude?" Aginbard shouted at the man, "Didn't I tell you to guard the door and not allow anyone to disturb you?"

Claude hesitated for a long time before saying, "G, Grindelwald--"

"He dared to come?" Aginbard was shocked. The conference room seemed to have pressed the pause button and was terribly quiet. Then many people jumped up from their chairs, looking terrified, and the room suddenly became a mess.

Felix frowned. He found that he had overlooked a fact: the people attending the meeting were all old, and most of them had witnessed how Grindelwald dominated the world and disrupted the entire wizarding world.

Just when everyone was at a loss, a calm and loud voice hit their hearts like a drumstick -

"Silence -"

Everyone looked at Felix who was sitting upright on the stage. He stood up and said to Claude calmly, "Claude, finish your words."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Hep." The man stuttered, "Grindelwald didn't come, but his men - I mean," his half-bald head was covered with sweat, "He also sent a delegation of nearly 20 people, saying that he would attend the meeting!" The

conference room was like a pot of boiling water.

"Let them in." Felix suppressed all the discussions and said. Representatives of the Ministry of Magic of various countries looked at him, as if they had found a backbone, and then turned their eyes to the door, with an expectant expression in their eyes. After waiting for a few seconds, they heard the sound of messy footsteps, and then a group of people walked in from outside. The

leader was a very tall woman with dark skin, gray eyes, and a few yellow-brown stripes on her face. Her dark hair with a little brown and red was neatly combed behind her head and tightly bound by a spiked iron ring.

"Lebert?" Akinbad looked at the woman in surprise.

"Akinbad, long time no see," the woman said, seeming relieved. The greetings between the two indicated that they knew each other. She calmed herself down and spoke aloud in a hollow voice, a bit like an actor reciting lines on stage for the first time: "Marawattel Lebert, Minister of Magic of Egypt, meet you all."

"Egypt does not have a Ministry of Magic," Akinbad shouted in a muffled voice.

"Now there is," said the woman with the headband. She looked at Akinbad and Felix, and chose her words carefully, saying, "We were ordered... to attend the Federation meeting. That person said that African wizards account for one-tenth of the entire magical world's population. Since it is an international conference, we must come to join in the fun."

Akinbad hesitated and said, "In that case..." He was a little undecided, his expression kept changing, as if he was having a complex psychological struggle, and he was stunned for a while.

Felix waved his hand, and a row of chairs appeared out of thin air. Then he signaled to Marawatel Lebert with his eyes, "Welcome - even if we are included in the dictionary, we share the same name." Marawatel Lebert sniffed and walked towards a position. The people passing by had different expressions and exchanged glances along the way.

The people behind the woman wanted to follow suit, but Felix stopped them with his eyes.

"Everyone who comes in, please report your name and identity in turn." He said calmly.

Following closely behind was a man with clean skin and a short and fat figure. He stopped suddenly and introduced himself awkwardly: "Mu, Muto Tobias, Minister of Magic of Nigeria." After speaking, he looked at Felix cautiously. Seeing Felix nod slightly, he hurried to catch up with the front. Everyone found that his clothes were soaked with sweat -

if Akinbad or Hyp ordered these twenty people to be locked up, they would have no way to deal with it.

There were those who cooperated, and there were also those who were foolish. However, that guy had now become a painting, and was picked up by the joint military officer and hung on the back of a chair. The man was left with a pair of dark eyes that were swiveling around in fear, which actually looked quite funny.

"How brave he is," the old wizard next to him muttered, "Will he never recover?" As soon as he finished speaking, the pair of black and white eyes swiveled even more. The old wizard sneered twice, rolled up his legs like folding clothes and put them on the chair.

Another elderly witch stretched out her finger to touch it, and quickly retracted her hand, making a disgusted sound.

Felix looked at the first woman who sat down, and asked as if nothing had happened: "Nona Lebert is your--"

"The second daughter." The woman was a little flattered.

"Her performance in the Goblet of Fire was impressive," Felix said.

"Oh, thank you--"

After the group sat down one by one, everyone was a little stunned. Apart from anything else, the fact that there were more than 20 more Ministries of Magic in Africa was surprising enough. However, some people secretly applauded. If it was before, Africa could send more than 200 people to a meeting. But the question is, is Grindelwald pushing them to the front as puppets, or is he really preparing to implement reforms and establish a new system in Africa?

Akinbad was stunned for a while, and accepted Felix's approach. He stared and asked, "What does Grindelwald mean?"

Marawatel Lebert shook his head, "No one knows his thoughts."

"Will he abide by the resolution made by the Federation Congress?" Akinbad asked, and Marawatel Lebert shook his head and sighed in disappointment. Although he had expected it, he still couldn't help being disappointed.

"At least he is willing to send someone here, which means he doesn't intend to completely cut off contact with us." A wizard said. His words attracted a low echo. "No matter what, we are all wizards."

This remark worked, and the participants in the meeting no longer regarded these uninvited guests as aliens. However, the focus of the following seemed to be off topic, and representatives from various countries began to ask about the situation of African wizards living in the "enemy-occupied areas".

"Mr. Grindelwald... He combined the originally loose autonomous organizations and divided our powers. For example, the Egyptian Ministry of Magic was forcibly united on the basis of the original twelve regional autonomous organizations; he also brought out the Wizard Code as the basis for governance and management. I have carefully studied the content above. It is similar to the book published by the British Ministry of Magic, but the wording is sharper and requires strict discipline on some issues..."

"Can you talk about that part of the content?" Felix asked suddenly, "Maybe it will help the theme of this meeting."

"Oh, uh, okay." Marawatel Lebert said.