"Hello, Prime Minister." Ms. Bones said solemnly, "This is Felix Hep, he is..."

"I am the professor of Ancient Runes at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." Felix said. The Prime Minister stood up and shook hands with him hesitantly, and he was increasingly confused about Felix's identity. Maybe a bodyguard or a staff member?

Ms. Bones sat upright on a hard wooden chair directly opposite the Prime Minister. Felix sat next to her, lowering his head slightly and fiddling with his fingers,

so the Prime Minister had to focus his attention on Bones.

"You know what?" The Prime Minister said with a straight face, "Although we have met twice, including Fudge before you, there have been several times, and even behind my office every day there is a portrait of a man picking his nose and yawning..." His eyes bulged slightly, "But I still have a glimmer of hope. Maybe you are a group of sophisticated liars, or I am exhausted after sitting on the Prime Minister's throne after countless painstaking efforts, and I have hallucinations..."

"Mr. Prime Minister..."

"I carefully concealed all this, but all the fantasies were ruined today! The whole country is in chaos! The governors of more than fifty counties have called the Prime Minister's residence. They reported to me that a group of guys in strange costumes were flying overhead and performing various magic tricks. A cow in Kent jumped over the Thames in full view of the public, with more than two thousand people on the scene! My God, even when my niece cried and complained that the gerbil I gave her turned into a teacup and broke, I was not so helpless."

"I'm sorry, you said gerbils?" Felix asked politely. Could it be that the Prime Minister's niece was a potential little wizard? This was good news and would be beneficial to the subsequent negotiations.

"Fudge turned the teacup on the table into a gerbil when he first met me." The Prime Minister gritted his teeth.

"Oh." Felix said in a long tone, tapping the armrest of the chair with his index finger.

The Prime Minister regained his sanity and straightened his tie, but he was panting because he said too much in one breath.

Ms. Bones finally found a chance to speak, and she went straight to the point and said, "This is why we are here. Wizards can no longer hide, and the integration of the two societies is inevitable."

"The integration of the two societies," the Prime Minister said slowly, "how to integrate?" He was completely calm now.

"In the past, we only revealed our identities in front of the current Prime Minister, which was most conducive to keeping secrets. But after what happened today, the old method obviously doesn't work anymore," Ms. Bones said gently, "We both need to work closely together: you have to explain to the public why there are a group of wizards living on British soil, and I also need to appease the wizards who are accustomed to the Statute of Secrecy to adapt to a completely different environment."

"I did use the power of the Prime Minister to cooperate with you," the Prime Minister said stiffly, "For example... for example, the wanted order for the little gray wolf Black, the wanted order for Tom Riddle, and a gas pipeline leak. This was unreasonable, and I paid the price, but what was the result?

The whole country was in a mess."

"You haven't figured out the seriousness of the problem yet!" Ms. Bones showed impatience for the first time, "This is not a question of who cooperates with whom. When we first met, I spent an hour explaining to you the significance of the existence of wizards and the significance of the existence of the Ministry of Magic. So you should know that

more than 20,000 wizards live on this land, and their ancestors even owned it before you. Before the Statute of Secrecy was officially implemented,

wizards and Muggles lived together, and these legends are still circulating all over the country."

"But you have withdrawn," the Prime Minister said nervously, "I haven't seen any news about wizards in any publicly circulated newspaper - maybe there will be some after today - now you want the two societies to merge, how can I convince the public that you are hiding in the dark to maintain order in Britain? What's more, I have to consider the opinions of Parliament, the Church and the Army. They knew nothing about you before. Maybe one or two families know, but do they dare to make it public? Well, unless -" His expression changed.

"Unless what?"

"Well, I can't make empty promises. Maybe you don't know our attitude towards refugees -"

"Wizards are not refugees!"

"Yes, yes, I know, but it may not make much difference to ordinary people, especially since you all go to heaven and earth, who knows if you will suddenly come out of the fireplace one day? My God, wizards can actually steal things, you may find it funny. You can make coins, but you can't stop the public from thinking so..."

Felix didn't laugh, and neither did Ms. Bones. Because there are indeed many thieves in the wizarding world, and there are quite a few of them, but most of them are not interested in Muggle property, and the punishment for violating the Statute of Secrecy is much more severe than petty theft.

"I think," the Prime Minister took out a green diagonally striped handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "if wizards can be nominally under the jurisdiction of the government, subject to legal supervision, and swear allegiance to the Queen - of course, only in name - I think the situation will be much easier."

Ms. Bones stared, forcing herself not to turn her head to look at Felix, who had fully anticipated the Prime Minister's reaction:

"We must win over the Muggle Prime Minister." Felix analyzed: "I know he can't have full control over this matter. The cabinet, parliament, military, civilians, and the Queen who lives in Buckingham Palace, they all have the opportunity to exert influence, but the Prime Minister is the most important one. He connects everyone and has the ability to influence those people." "

Alas, I don't know how to convince him." Ms. Bones rubbed her forehead tiredly.

"Persuade?" Felix looked at her seriously, "This is the result we hope to achieve. But in the process, you have to be tough."

Bones looked at him hesitantly, "But - what if -"

"Oh, Amelia. We are worried about war, but doesn't the other side fear it? But think about it carefully, in fact, we are not afraid of war, we are just worried that because of the arrogance of the other side, we will misjudge the situation and trigger a war that should not have broken out." "

This is different from what we discussed." Bones objected.

"That is a strategy for ordinary people. Of course, we can take a softer approach to gain broad support. But for politicians? You have to treat them as completely different creatures. If you take a step back, you have to ask for something from the other side. This is almost engraved in the other party's veins."

"Concession represents weakness?"

"It may also be a signal of exchange of interests."

Bones snorted.

"You seem to know them very well."

"I just flipped through a few 'storybooks' before coming here. I can only say that the content inside is very exciting." Felix said vaguely.

"If you insist on this idea, Mr. Prime Minister," Ms. Bones said sternly, "then we can't talk any further. We accept negotiations and stipulate the obligations that both sides should fulfill, but we will never yield to any group or individual, even in name!"

The Prime Minister did not expect to provoke a fierce rebuttal. There was a moment of silence.

"As I recall, you have an organization similar to the United Nations?" he said cautiously.

"The International Confederation of Wizards." Ms. Bones pursed her lips and said,

"Yes, the International - ahem, the Confederation of Wizards, that's what Fudge told me once." The Prime Minister asked hopefully, "What do they think?"

"They haven't made up their minds yet," Felix suddenly interrupted, "They're worried about war."

"War?" the Prime Minister shouted.

"Yeah," Felix blinked, as if he had discovered something interesting, "You may not know that not all ministries of magic maintain friendly relations with local governments. The UK is quite good in this regard. In fact, the relationship between many ministries of magic and the government was once very tense. They did not hesitate to speculate on each other with the greatest malice and measure the balance of power between the two sides. For example, I have heard a word more than once, nuclear bomb..."

"Nuclear bomb?" The Prime Minister's eyes bulged out completely. He jumped up excitedly, his hands on the table, saliva splashing: "Do they still think that a nuclear war will break out?"

"Oh, they do have this worry." Felix spread his hands and said 'frankly': "Some ministries of magic cut off contact with the Muggle government early on, and their information channels are quite limited... I have never worried about being attacked by a nuclear bomb."

"Of course not!" the Prime Minister roared, "No leader of any country will agree to detonate a nuclear bomb where their people live, let alone allow other countries to do so! This is complete nonsense. If anyone dares to issue such an order, his political enemies will definitely laugh like crazy, and the angry people will tear him to pieces."

Felix glanced at Bones calmly.

Ms. Bones got the signal, she cleared her throat and said, "Mr. Prime Minister, no one wants war to happen. We hope with the greatest sincerity that both sides can reach a consensus and do our best to facilitate negotiations. In the meantime, in order to avoid unnecessary conflicts, we will recall the wizards living in seclusion in Muggle society, shrink comprehensively and hide."

The Prime Minister nodded. He did feel the other party's sincerity.

"But... I hope you won't take too long to consider it. On the one hand, I can't suppress the will of the wizarding people for a long time. On the other hand,

our concessions will also cause a vacuum in local wizard power, which may not be a good thing at this critical moment."

"Power vacuum? What do you mean?" the Prime Minister asked sensitively.

"During the period when we strictly implement the closed policy, other wizard forces may pour in." Ms. Bones warned seriously: "It may be foreign wizards - such as wizards from Africa and America. Felix mentioned before that they have bad relations with the local government and may flee to Britain for asylum; dark wizards who were driven out by the Aurors and can only hide in the gutter may also take the opportunity to stir up trouble; but the most likely is Grindelwald's saints."

When he heard the first point, the Prime Minister just frowned. Compared with outsiders, he certainly trusted local wizards more. However, as a time-tested politician, he was well versed in the art of negotiation and compromise. He didn't mind using this as an excuse to gain benefits. But when he heard that the Ministry of Magic was going to let the dark wizards go, he immediately couldn't sit still.

"This is a threat!" he shouted, "You have bad intentions and have been hiding this hand for a long time, right? You secretly raise dark wizards just to be able to-" "

What nonsense are you talking about!" Ms. Bones said angrily.

"Don't lie to me, I know something about you," the Prime Minister said, pretending to recall the past with deep thought. "Your, your

- your previous Minister of Magic revealed a lot of inside information in several conversations - Knockturn Alley, right? Fudge once complained that the Aurors had found a batch of cursed items in Knockturn Alley, and they were rampant despite repeated bans... You won't deny it, will you!?" "

I don't deny it." Madam Bones said calmly, "According to the official definition, Knockturn Alley is another magical commercial district besides Diagon Alley. The items sold there are all kinds of strange things, and the categories are far richer than those in Diagon Alley. Many of these items have no practical use, or are second-hand goods, or have incomplete functions... Naturally, they also include some dangerous goods. Law enforcement officers are cracking down on the trade of the last category of goods."

"... Different people have different feelings about it. If he is just a student or a law-abiding civilian, he may never set foot in Knockturn Alley in his life; but if his interest is special enough, such as being interested in ancient magic items, cheap and novel gadgets and rare magic materials, or simply wanting to remove a rare plant insect disease, conventional methods don't work... you can try your luck there.

Of course - you have to pay attention to your wallet and your own safety at all times. There are always some strange and scary people walking around there. But they are not breaking the law, and the Aurors can't deal with them."

"It sounds like a large grocery market with no supervision." The Prime Minister said in a dry voice.

"Are there no stolen goods, abused drugs and second-hand guns in your grocery market?" Ms. Bones asked. The

Prime Minister stopped talking.

"The most common people in Knockturn Alley are some petty thieves - either smugglers, or those obsessed with dark magic. The latter are also classified as dark wizards, but they are much cuter than the truly cruel and evil dark wizards. At least the Aurors don't have to worry too much about a killing curse flying from the opposite side when enforcing the law." Bones concluded.

"What is a real dark wizard like?" asked the Prime Minister.

"Or to put it another way - what is a dark wizard who is strongly hostile to Muggles like?" Ms. Bones adjusted her monocle. "You should have seen his ability this morning, even though he himself didn't even show up. The riot was caused by his saints."

"Grindelwald? Oh, yes, I was just about to ask, you mean he is the culprit of the whole thing? An extreme subversive?" The Prime Minister asked anxiously, "I watched the interview with the guy who created a tornado in front of the Parliament Building, several times!" He couldn't suppress his anger again and slammed his fist on the desk.

"Why don't you arrest him?"

"If you knew what he had done, you wouldn't ask this question." Ms. Bones said seriously. She waved her wand and a bulging folder appeared on the desk. "This is some information we sorted out, his ideas, his ideas, his influence..."

The Prime Minister opened the folder and poured out a clipping from it. It seemed to be a few years old and the clipping was a little yellow.

"--It's worth mentioning that there are big differences in the evaluation criteria for battles between wizards and Muggles. I know that the Muggle army relies more on collective strength, while wizards--" Bones sighed, "some people only need a wand to do all kinds of incredible things."

"Like this person?" The Prime Minister asked uncomfortably, frowning at the evil man in the photo.

"And Dumbledore."

"The man in the news said he was dead."

"...Yes, alas, it would be great if he were still here. He has thwarted Grindelwald's conspiracy to rule the world many times." Ms. Bones sighed. She saw the Prime Minister open his mouth and seemed dumbfounded. She continued: "But this does not mean that there is no one to restrain him. We also have great wizards who have touched the essence of magic in certain fields. He... Oh, the researchers in the ministry have borrowed Professor Hep's method of grading magic, and this form is also attached to the file." "

Professor Hep? Is he a scholar studying this field?" The Prime Minister turned his gaze to Felix, who had little presence.

"No, he is the only one who can compete with Grindelwald at present, although he is still young, only one..." Ms. Bones paused, turned to look at Felix, and seemed to be surprised by the number she was about to say, "If I remember correctly, you are only 2 years old?"

Felix nodded, "If magic is compared to science, the only ones who can master power are scientists in the magic world, and I happen to have good talent. There is no need to make a fuss."

The Prime Minister murmured, "Yes, 26 years old is nothing. Many scientists published the most important papers in their lives at this age, such as Einstein. I remember that he seemed to have done something earth-shattering when he was 26 years old." "

He proposed the special theory of relativity." Felix reminded him kindly.

"Grindelwald almost destroyed a city in the 1920s?" The Prime Minister looked through the information and asked in disbelief. He lowered his head and glanced at the parchment quickly, "Or Paris? How did he do it?"

"A runaway magic." Felix said softly.

"Firefire." He fiddled with a small flame on his fingertips. "Even in the magic world, it is an extremely evil curse. It is called a curse because it can sense living creatures and take them as its priority target. It is difficult to extinguish and can only be left until it burns out. I mean, it cannot be extinguished by conventional means, but it has a counter-curse."

The Prime Minister stared at the small flame in his hand without saying a word.

"What I have in my hand is just an ordinary flame, no different from the flame of a lighter." Felix said.

"Felix, are you sure he is using Firefire?" At this time, Bones asked doubtfully, "There is no conclusion in the magic world yet."

"He trained Firefire." Felix said in a flat tone: "Grindelwald seems to be very good at fusion magic. For example, the one I saw in the information, I suspect it is a combination of an advanced form of armor and the Fiery Curse. It is not a random patchwork, but a fusion of the characteristics of different spells, and perhaps mixed with other things... I guess he has done a very in-depth study of magic itself." The Prime

Minister swallowed his saliva and continued to read the information with his head down, asking one or two questions from time to time.

Coming out of the Prime Minister's residence, Bones breathed a sigh of relief.

"It was a worthwhile trip. Although the Prime Minister did not agree to stand on our side, at least he promised to do his best to facilitate the negotiations, and he also asked us to continue to maintain the magical order during this period. Well, we were planning to do so."

"This is just the first step," Felix raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "The Prime Minister is half aware of the existence of the magical world and has past communication experience. At least he will not shout for war and killing right away. However, he has to face a group that knows nothing about wizards, and this Prime Minister has never been known for his decisiveness and tenacity... Let's wait and see."

"Alas, I was thinking of stepping down."

"That doesn't sound like something you would say." Felix turned his head in surprise.

"I'm serious," Ms. Bones said seriously, "I'm not trying to escape. I just feel more and more that I'm incapable of leading the people to deal with the current crisis. Why don't you become the Minister of Magic, and I'll assist you as the Director of the Law Enforcement Department again"

"No, I don't have that idea."

"Felix..."

"Okay, let's talk frankly." Felix stared into Bones' eyes clearly: "At this moment, I can no longer stay out of it. I do intend to seize power - but not the Minister of Magic, do you understand?" "Then

" Bones blinked and said in shock: "The President of the International Confederation of Wizards?"

"That's right."

"But what about Abaginder and Grindelwald's oath?"

"Amelia, of course not now. We might as well take a long-term view: even if the wizarding society and the Muggle society reach a reconciliation,

will the contradictions and conflicts disappear? Starting from the moment the two sides sign the peace treaty, it will take at least until the new generation grows up completely before the initial results can be seen."

Under the dark night, Felix expressed his thoughts, and Ms. Bones listened quietly.

"Whether it is a little wizard or a Muggle child, they may still be in their cradles, babbling and toddling. But they will eventually grow up in the new world order, and that is exactly what I want to see-neither like the current Muggles who are unfamiliar and afraid of magic,

nor like the current wizards who feel at a loss for living in the sun."

In silence and stillness, the moonlight shone on Ms. Bones's bright and determined face.

"Then go for it, Felix, I will fully support you." She said.

Felix smiled.

"We have taken the first step tonight: we have kicked the International Confederation of Wizards and other countries away, and successfully transformed the conflict from the huge issue of Muggles and wizards to an internal national affair. If all goes well, we may very well become the first successful example!"

"Will you also gain great prestige and step onto a bigger stage?" Ms. Bones asked excitedly.

"Yes, so I can't be lazy anymore. Aren't you going to give a speech to all British wizards? Include me in it."

"Have you thought about shirking your responsibility?" She widened her eyes.

"Well, I'm still in the adaptation stage." Felix looked away, his eyes flickering as he said, "Let's go. Let's go talk to the undercover who is lying in ambush in the newspaper office, and then I have to go to Hogsmeade. There are too many things to do, and many of my research plans have been forced to shelve."