"We meet again, Mr. Hep." Akinbad said tiredly. He stretched out his hand and shook it with Felix. "Can we find a place to chat? I talked to Amelia briefly before coming here. I told her that you did a great job."

Felix was about to nod when a steady voice interrupted him. "Excuse me, can I join you?"

"Then let's go together, Horace." Akinbad said when he saw that Felix did not object. "Horace is the President of the Magical Congress of the United States. He has been in office for less than a year." He added, and Felix heard a trace of sympathy from his words.

Both of them encountered unprecedented historical crises not long after taking office, and both faced the most difficult situation in the crisis. In the former, Akinbad suddenly realized that the rules that had been in operation for hundreds of years were no longer effective. They fell apart like a box full of Kree wizards' shortbread cookies falling to the ground. Each piece was of a different shape, and it was almost impossible to put it back together.

The latter represented the most completely broken piece in the cookie box, which might have been stepped on and crushed by someone.

"Hello, Mr. Hep," the President of the Magical Congress of the United States introduced himself, "Horace Greenstinch."

"Hello, Mr. Greenstinch," Felix said a surname that is very famous in the American magic world. Not surprisingly, this person is also a descendant of the twelve Aurors. "Follow me, both of you."

When he turned around, he glanced at Amelia Bones over the two people. She was congratulating Mr. Weasley. Not far away stood two familiar unfamiliar faces. Felix couldn't remember who was Tonks. She was with Lupin. When the leader passed through the gap between the golden chairs, he suddenly remembered the identities of the two people. They were the Ministers of Magic of France and Bulgaria.

Behind a huge pillar, three people stood in front of the tent.

Felix looked at the two people calmly, just like the other two did.

Needless to say, Akinbad's dark skin could not hide the deep wrinkles on his face. His beard was untidy, and it seemed that he had not slept well for some time. I heard from Ms. Bones that he would send someone to ask for a negotiation minutes every day. It is estimated that he spent most of his time studying the feasibility of these strategies. In contrast, Horace Greenstinch wore a purple wizard robe with gold edges that was very suitable for the wedding, and seemed to be well prepared. The President of the Magical Congress of the United States was about 50 or 60 years old, but his actual age might be older. There were fine lines around his small eyes, his eyes were rigid, and his lines were hard, giving people a serious and old-fashioned feeling.

Just a cursory glance, Felix outlined a simple character profile in his mind. When facing Horace Greenstinch, an image emerged in his mind, Barty Crouch Sr.

Felix had no doubt that even if the incident with Crouch Jr. happened, once Voldemort announced his return openly, Crouch Sr. would immediately become Amelia Bones' strongest competitor on the road to becoming the Minister of Magic. During the war years, the people always longed for a strong government. Fudge's weak image was completely useless. This was also the reason why he tried his best to avoid admitting that Voldemort was still alive.

But the problems faced by everyone now could not be solved by determination alone.

"Let's not talk about politeness, Mr. Hap. The situation is serious. The magic world needs your wisdom. I think you have this plan, right? You are an expert in this field. You have long predicted that the exposure of the magic world is inevitable. The recent series of actions of the British Ministry of Magic have your influence."

"I do have this idea." Felix looked directly at Aginbad's face and said, "I believe you have all read the report."

"To be precise, it has been studied more than once. At the beginning of this month, it was the only professional proposal that seemed to predict the future situation." Aginbad said. As for the second half of this month, it was naturally the British Ministry of Magic's series of dazzling external actions that attracted the attention of the world.

Everyone was eagerly waiting for a result.

Akinbad was different. The huge pressure and the sudden responsibility made him breathless. He dared not make a decision easily. He could only order the Ministry of Magic of various countries to hide on the spot and try to contact the local government to reach a new agreement. He asked his assistant to find all the previous works of Felix, and finally came to a conclusion that Felix was indeed talented in this regard.

"...Some of the conclusions mentioned above have been verified. We have ignored the progress of Muggles. It is becoming more and more difficult to hide the existence of magic. It can be seen from past data. Compared with a hundred years ago, the world's population has increased three times. They occupy a large area of ​​land, which severely limits the scope of wizards' activities."

"The changes brought by population are more than that." Felix said: "The number of wizards has also risen with the tide, which makes all the problems mentioned before more acute and prominent. Of course, it also brings some benefits. Wizards have completely occupied the dominant position in the magic world. Looking at this result from a higher perspective, it can be regarded as a silent cooperation between wizards and non-wizards."

Horace Greenstinch on the side opened his mouth slightly. He had never thought about it this way, but after careful consideration, it did make sense.

That's how goblins fell. They did nothing wrong, but their influence is getting lower and lower.

A hundred years might be a bit short, but if we extend the time scale to two hundred years, five hundred years, or a thousand years, this trend will be extremely obvious. He felt it necessary to go back and look through past statistics to see if the number of wizards of No-Maj origin is increasing year by year.

Akinbad has read a lot of information recently, and he intuitively agreed with this statement with just a brief recollection. He concluded: "So the more Muggles develop, the larger their population will be; the larger their population is, the larger the area they occupy. At the same time, the number of wizards is also rising, and all of this leads to one result: contact between the two sides is inevitable."

"It's just a matter of sooner or later." Felix nodded.

"Excellent vision." Akinbade praised, and then asked: "Do you plan to copy and promote the practices of the British Ministry of Magic? Pan-magic alliance, joint law enforcement, exclusive wands, squib groups, magic trade, and some plans that are still on paper; I also found from the recent negotiations that you have absorbed some of the enemy's ideas and made improvements to make them less harsh... It can be said to be bold and amazing, but from my position, these countries are not isolated individuals, and some terrible chain reactions may occur, which will affect the whole body."

This is Akinbade's biggest worry. If Bones and Felix mess up, the worst impact will only affect one country, but if he messes up, it will affect all wizards.

"That's not necessary. The first step is always the most difficult." Felix said.

"But the situation in other regions is different from that in Britain. For example," Akinbad glanced at Horace Greensteen and did not use the worst situation in America as an example, "for example, Africa. The problem in Africa is the lack of a strong law enforcement agency. With the unexpected failure of the Statute of Secrecy, the long-term suppression has caused the wizards in that land to tend to go in the opposite direction, and wizard visions are becoming more and more frequent."

"Our problem is just the opposite," Horace Greensteen said seriously.

The living environment of wizards in Africa, America, and Britain (or Europe) is worth comparing. The British Ministry of Magic has basically implemented the confidentiality law relatively comprehensively. America is more stringent on this basis and does not have any contact with the local government. This may be related to several serious leaks in history. The result is that the two sides are now very tense, and public opinion is not on their side at all. They watch the situation deteriorate bit by bit; the environment in Africa is the most relaxed among the three. Many wizards secretly have a "side job" to do fortune-telling and psychic work. Felix thought of the girl Rafitin who disguised herself as a gypsy witch.

But don't think that African wizards are happy.

As a group with outstanding individual strength and flexible and diverse means, wizards leave only seemingly colorful bubbles when they deliberately dive underwater, but when they surface, they will inevitably stir up the wind and clouds and set off waves. What they will face is no longer the ordinary people at the bottom who are tolerant enough of mysterious power, but the people in power who try to control this power. The dramas of winning over and dividing, attacking and uniting will be staged in turn, and it will only become more chaotic.

"The authority of the International Confederation of Wizards must be re-established." Felix said.

Akinbad shook his head sadly.

"The authority of the International Confederation of Wizards was established bit by bit with the consensus of the hidden magic world back then, but now the basis for the existence of this organization has disappeared."

"Then find a new meaning." Felix took over what he had said to Ms. Bones and said it again.

Akinbad was a little moved. The International Confederation of Wizards was on the verge of collapse in his hands. He wanted to restore everything in the past more than anyone else, no matter what the cost. But he also knew that everything had changed. He was still in this position because he and Grindelwald made an unbreakable oath, which to a certain extent prevented the already chaotic magic world from falling into an unpredictable abyss.

"By the way," Akinbad seemed to remember something, "there is still a huge hidden danger in Africa."

"What is it?"

"Grindelwald!" Akinbad said in a deep voice.

Felix seemed a little surprised and asked quickly: "What's the matter? He doesn't seem to have made any movement in the

past two weeks?" "That's the problem." Akinbade said: "I have seen through his cunning face. He will never sit and wait for failure. I was worried that he would interfere in the British peace talks, but this means standing on the opposite side of the vast majority of wizards. I have thought about it again and again. Since he is not in Britain or the United States, the most likely possibility is that he is hiding in Africa."

"...Where is the evidence?"

"He has appeared in America only a few times, at least in public. In comparison, the number of times he appeared in Africa is astonishingly large. His excuse is to provide shelter for wizards in crisis. He has indeed saved many wizards, including a group of Ugadu students, and gained great reputation in the local area. Not to mention, he first proposed the Ten Laws of Wizards in Africa."

Felix blinked and asked tentatively: "Maybe it was because Africa was indeed quite chaotic during that time?"

Akinbade flatly rejected it.

"He is a true demon who draws strength from chaos." He looked at Felix with a heavy expression. "Some people speculate that he wants to make Africa a new source of saints."

Felix looked at the two of them blankly and murmured, "Yes, it is too reasonable. If anyone has the hope of unifying the magic regime there in a short period of time, it is only Grindelwald. In addition, other places are busy with their own affairs. It is indeed a good base if he really intends to return to his old business."

Horace Grindinch interrupted, "I have heard similar statements, or in Muggle newspapers." The other two stared at him, and he looked over in surprise. "When this happens, we certainly can't turn a deaf ear to it anymore."

"What did they say?" Felix asked.

He was missing something in this part. Bones sent some Aurors to collect information abroad, but the results were limited and he could only get a general idea; Felix really relied on Vita Rosier's intelligence.

"Those No-Maj politicians believe," Horace Grinstinge said with disgust in his eyes, "that the exposure of the magic world has caused wizards from all countries to become scattered. This is a perfect opportunity to make wizards obey them, and there are some more intense words..."

"I mean, their judgment of Grindelwald." Felix changed his words.

"Grindelwald destroyed an underground experimental factory and made such a big scene. It had a very bad influence at the time. Many people clamored to restore the death penalty or to burn him at the stake. We all know that the possibility of this happening is very small. The more rigorous media statements are similar to Mr. Akinbad's analysis. The difference is that they also mentioned you."

"Me?"

"Yes," Horace Grinstinge said with a strange look on his face, "they think that the two of you will have a fight, and they can ask you for help if necessary."

"Will I...?" Felix himself was not sure.

"You will." Akinbade said, "If Grindelwald intends to assassinate a few politicians, no one will care about him, the crime will be put on his head anyway; but if he wants to destroy a city, we must do our best to stop him, he will kill the future of wizards. Especially now that we are still in negotiations."

Felix thought quietly. At this time, two wizards in bright golden clothes walked into the tent from afar. They were Luna and her father Xenophilius. Luna wore a huge sunflower headdress on her head.

"Well, maybe the current stable environment has given you an illusion. If, I mean, if one party is determined to provoke a conflict?"

Babajide Akinbade and Horace Grinstinki looked at each other. This problem was something they tried their best to avoid. The purpose of their trip was to discover that the British Ministry of Magic was about to create a miracle, so they couldn't wait to hope that they could continue to create miracles next. This "miracle" means that there are more than 200 countries in the world, no country has declared war on wizards, and no country's wizards have irreconcilable armed conflicts with non-wizards.

"If necessary, some countries can be abandoned." Akinbade said with difficulty.

"What about the wizards living there?"

"Arrange for them to evacuate," said Aginbard.

"What about those who don't want to move out? Just let them fend for themselves?"

Aginbard was speechless.

"Also, what about the new wizards?"

This was also an unsolvable problem.

...

"Aginbard's face looked very ugly. What did you say?" Ms. Bones leaned over quietly on the golden chair and asked.

"Some truth."

Bones glared at Felix.

"The wedding has begun." Sirius said with two coughs.