Chapter 698: Sand in the Moon and Forest in a Bottle
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In the evening, Ms. Burns and several students walked out of Gringotts surrounded by goblins, and the reporters who got the news early surrounded them immediately. The flash flashes brightly. Ms Burns announced to the public that the negotiations had gone well and that some issues had been agreed.
The Goblin spokesperson for Gringotts agreed with this statement and gave an explanation for the recent dragon escape,
"That dragon has long been overwhelmed. If you know anything, you will find that Gringotts is looking for an alternative recently. Yes, the dragon has been moved elsewhere, waiting to be dealt with. This time is guarded by the Sphinx. The most important vaults. We thought about putting trolls in goblin armor, and the defense is comparable to that of dragons."
When a reporter asked the reason for the dragon's escape, the goblin's spokesperson replied bluntly:
"The Council of Elders temporarily decided to transfer the giant dragon so as not to scare the distinguished guests. Unfortunately, an accident happened in the middle. The person responsible for this was an outsider who was not familiar with the method of controlling the giant dragon... Cross-eyed Bodrick, who unfortunately died in an accident, No specific details are available.”
At the end of the temporary press conference, Harry came out to meet Ron. Ron proposed to have a drink together, so a group of people poured into the broken bar. The bar was full of people, and there were teachers talking about the matter. Just when they were at a loss, Neville stuck his head out of a dark, hidden corner and waved hard at them.
"Harry, Ron - this way!" he exclaimed excitedly.
After everyone was seated, Ron was dissatisfied with Draco Malfoy sitting next to him. "I thought you were home," he said, frowning.
"The negotiation isn't over yet, of course I can't go." Draco gave Ron a contemptuous glance, causing him to stare. "Yes, you are excluded from the negotiation, you don't know anything, and naturally you don't know my role in it."
Ron froze for a moment, then looked at Harry, who nodded reluctantly, acknowledging his role.
"Okay, uh, so who can tell what happened in the middle of the negotiation? Why did a dragon come out?"
Harry briefly described the entire negotiation process.
"It doesn't sound like an accident." Tonks said, "Oh, thank you, Tom." She took the drink from Tom, the bartender, and gave it to the crowd. She bent down and dropped a bunch of crystal grapes from her pocket. Looks very tempting.
"Oh." Tonks flat-mouthed, "I got it from Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, you can try it. It's called Multi-flavored Grape. It's kind of like Bibi Strange Beans."
Neville picked up one. "Purple cabbage," he said with a gleeful expression. Hannah also picked up one and shook her ponytail. "Pumpkin pie flavor." "Spinach taste, it seems to be good?" Collins said after taking a small bite. "Celery." Harry's face wrinkled, and he picked up a glass of water to rinse his mouth. Hermione and Ginny didn't even touch something when they heard it was from Weasley's Witchcraft and Wizardry.
After the episode, they remembered the topic just now.
"Definitely the cross-eyed ghost," Ron said firmly. "They tried to scare people with dragons, but they miscalculated. As soon as Ms. Burns gave a signal, the Aurors outside would immediately rush in, right? , Collins?"
Collins nodded.
"And then?" Neville asked curiously. "After the dragon flew away, you talked for another two hours."
Harry turned to Hermione, "No incident since. Hermione was talking most of the time, pausing occasionally to ask Ms. Burns' opinion or answer a question from the goblin. They often argued a dozen or so words for a single word. Minutes, even half an hour, I feel like I'm back in a history of magic class."
The crowd laughed. Hermione rolled her eyes and picked out a few pieces of valuable information. With her explanation, everyone almost clarified the key points of the negotiation.
"We avoided some tough questions," said Hermione. "They're a dead end between wizards and goblins, and they won't be easily untied. Maybe it's up to the professor at the end."
They refer back to what the goblin spokesman said.
"Honorable guest," Ron said with a look of disgust, "I've never heard a goblin speak so nicely."
"If you rent Gringotts' valuable vault and put a lot of money in it," said Draco Malfoy with a mocking expression, "you'll get tired of hearing it."
"How much money do you have? Just yourself?" Ron countered. "I have more than one Galleon at my disposal."
Draco Malfoy breathes a room.
"Where did you get so much money?" he couldn't help asking, a Galleon being a lot of money even for him.
"I've worked so hard to save it," Ron said without hesitation. "The prize money for the hegemony competition, the licensing fee for the game video, and the manuscript fee are all in one pair." What about a lot of money, if the negotiation is successful, I wonder if I can come and ask for it?" He said uncertainly.
"You fell into the eyes of money?" Ginny said.
"That's what I deserve." Ron said resentfully. "Have I given you fewer gifts every year?"
Ginny pouted. Draco said triumphantly: "When you graduate, the family will give out a lot of money, a lot of money, you know?
At least tens of thousands of Galleons..."
"Does this have anything to do with you Nat?" Harry asked disgustedly.
"Yeah, Harry has a lot of money in his vault too, but he never mentions it," said Ron immediately.
"Oh please," said Hermione impatiently, "when did you guys compare this, I don't think money will solve the problem we face
"Small people of course don't understand the benefits of money," Draco scoffed. "My dad got into a relationship with a lot of great therapists.
— Probably in a few years, I'll be the head of the first wizarding Muggle United Hospital. "
"Really," Hermione sharply countered, "then can the heir to the Malfoy family, who is a big family, tell me, if this business has a bright future, why no one else is involved? With the face of the Malfoy family? Or? You are proud of the money and power to pave the way?
Oh, I almost forgot, Malfoy only had money as an option. "
Draco's face darkened. Because Hermione was telling the truth.
The wealth and prestige of the Malfoy family dwindled sharply after the war, and their influence was much lower than before. The only reason why there was no pure blood family involved in the hospital was that they all believed that the United Hospital was the compensation that Professor Hepp gave to Lucius' undercover agent.
But the truth-
Draco remembered what his father said. "He never promised, probably didn't even know it, that keeping the Malfoys was his reward for giving me undercover," Lucius said in his study.
"That-"
"Because of you. At that time, the magic world was not exposed, and only you showed this tendency among the people he came into contact with. He was happy to support you." Lucius calmly analyzed: "The wealth accumulated by the Malfoy family for more than ten generations , and a network of connections with Muggles... will make it easier, but remember, you're not the only one, so I try to publicize this as much as possible, and secretly warn some purebloods." Said he sneered twice.
"Noble pure blood family? Now pure blood is worthless, and it has become a remnant blood family."
Negotiations were on track for the next few days. With the great mediation of everyone, the two sides entered a substantial negotiation process, and difficulties were overcome one by one. As Hermione expected, only some extremely stubborn difficulties remained, such as the ownership of the items created by the goblin, and whether the goblin could hold it. There is a wand.
"Those are the details, and the details don't matter to me. We're talking about whether the goblins should join the Pan-Magic Alliance—when most sentient beings are." During another negotiation, Felix appeared, He sat down and said.
"A goblin can hold a wand, but it comes at a price. The day a goblin has a wand is the day goblin's special method of forging metal is made public." He turned to Hermione, "that was written into the terms. in the notes."
"Oh, yes, Professor!" said Hermione hastily, adding hastily to the margins of the parchment.
There was an embarrassing silence. The goblins and wizards present were not satisfied with the result, and felt that they had suffered a loss, but after careful consideration, this was almost the best way to bypass the controversy.
Leprechauns theoretically have rights they have been fighting for for centuries. This right was previously restricted by a legal situation, non-wizards could not hold wands, and today a hole has been broken. But the price is staggering - what is the goblin's special method of forging metal?
It is related to the talent of the goblin and the special magic system of the goblin. When all this is cracked, the goblins will no longer have secrets.
If someone else said this, the goblins would probably sneer or even curse, and look at the wizard with contempt, because goblins are deeply proud of their magic and never believe that anyone can do it . But this sentence came from the mouth of an archmage comparable to Dumbledore, and they would be suspicious.
In particular, this archmage has a precedent and almost independently created (or restored a lost) rune system. He is only twenty-six or seven years old, and he may have studied ancient rune for less than ten years. The talk seems to have a lot of weight.
The fairies looked at each other and saw the hesitation in their eyes.
And some clever wizards thought about it too. It's just that their thinking angle is not the same as that of goblins: the swords and armors made by goblins are magic weapons, and silverware is also widely welcomed by wizards. If they can get this technology, they are happy to exchange.
Before, wizards simply couldn't replicate the magic of goblins.
Several wizards looked at Felix with fiery eyes. In the face of such huge interests, they all wanted to start a war, but when they saw Felix's cold eyes, the greed in their hearts was instantly extinguished.
After another round of intense negotiations, the goblin agreed to join the pan-magic alliance, and still retains the right to speak internally, but the external caliber is the same as that of the wizard.
"We will reserve the right to appeal. We signed a contract two hundred years ago." The goblin elder said half relaxed and half unwilling.
Felix didn't speak, but the idea of building a magical city grew stronger in his heart. The wizarding world is intertwined with each other, and pulling out a thread can bring out the entire wizarding world, and Felix does not want to drastically change the living environment of wizards. This is not necessarily a good thing. He just wanted to draw on a piece of white paper, which could be wiped and smeared over and over again. The existing place couldn't stand the toss, and the best way was to find another way. At the same time, the wizard officially contacted the Muggle government in the name of the Ministry of Magic. There is no talk of business, which is equivalent to the follow-up to the first visit to the Queen by Felix and his students. The Muggle Prime Minister and the Ministry of Magic Zhang did not show up, but sent officials and representatives respectively, but the nominal specifications were much higher.
In a situation similar to a government report, the two sides introduced each other's development history, culture, ideas, and technology (magic) in long and solemn language.
The senior official sent by the Ministry of Magic was Mr. Weasley, and with the reorganization of the Ministry of Magic, his status also rose. During the meeting, Mr. Weasley showed a keen interest in a series of technological products. After learning that Mr. Weasley was the wizard's father mentioned many times in the hot "Wizards' School" series of news, the government work The staff temporarily decided to give him a set of wrenches with various types of bolts and nuts.
"Thank you so much," said Mr. Weasley warmly. "I didn't bring any personal gifts, but when I came, Ms. Burns, the Minister for Magic, entrusted me with two gifts from the Muggle government—" The box opened and inside was a Plain dishes and a gorgeous crystal bottle.
Inside the crystal bottle was a miniature jungle landscape. The government representative glanced at it for a second, then stopped paying attention. He turned to look at the gray dishes. The patterns on them were broken and faded, and there was no beauty at all.
"Uh," the government representative was a little confused, "does this dish have any special meaning?"
It doesn't look like a work of art. They also prepared gifts here, which are carefully selected cultural relics from the museum, which are of great collection value in both artistic and historical sense.
"It doesn't matter what it looks like, it matters where it comes from," Mr Weasley said. "It came from the moon."
The government representative widened his eyes.
"Moon-moon?
"Yes." Mr. Weasley nodded and smiled, but at this moment, the government representative felt that his smile was inscrutable, in stark contrast to the lively expression he had heard when he heard the report.
When the meeting was over, government representatives immediately went to a conference room to accept questions from all cabinet members. The Prime Minister looked impatient, "How? How did they react?" He turned to look at a very inconspicuous man behind the representative, "You are the best psychoanalyst in the country,
What's your conclusion? "
The psychoanalyst was dazed.
"It may take some time for him to adapt to the psychological impact of magic." The representative opened the box, and as before, everyone was attracted by the contents of the box.
"Landscape in a bottle?" The Prime Minister glanced at the featureless dishes, and judged in his heart that it was probably some kind of cultural relic. He focused on the exquisite crystal bottle, and lowered his head to study it carefully: "Interesting, I saw a bird, and it will Is moving one magic?" Others were also amazed.
The representative pursed his lips.
"It may not be the same as what you think. It is indeed the effect of magic, but it is also mixed with other things." He said with a strange expression: "There is a real forest inside, and a traceless stretching spell is used - you can understand. Magical application of technology for space expansion."
It seemed that someone had pressed the pause button in the conference room, and the Prime Minister kept bending over, turning his head to stare at him.
"It is said that this technology, uh, I mean the application of this magic is quite mature. Of course, the magic on this bottle in our hand can only last for a week. When they visited last time, they heard that the parliament is going to break ground to build a garden, So they gave us one..."
"Give us a garden in a bottle?" moaned one MP.
"It's very simple to use," the representative continued with a deadpan expression, although his voice was a little unsure, "within a week, smash the bottle in the middle of the intended venue and the magic garden will return to its original size with trees inside. , there are flowers, and there are fountains. It is no different from reality.
silence. The ministers in the room were silently thinking about the meaning of this magic, and the more they thought about it, the more frightened they became. After a while, the Prime Minister forced himself to ask, "What about the other?" He found his throat dry.
"Another piece." The representative said hesitantly. His attitude made the hearts of others hang. Could it be that this saucer is also extraordinary, hiding some magic that they don't know?
"That saucer is quite ordinary, there is no magic, the key is its origin, it is said, ahem, I can't judge, I can only repeat the words of the wizard, "representative cleared his throat," Mr. Felix Happ said a few days ago. Landed on the moon, luckily found a wizard ruin
"Are you kidding?" the Prime Minister interrupted.
"Maybe the wizards are joking with us, but it's up to you to judge." The representative said: "This matter was widely advertised in the wizarding community, and Haip was the wizarding professor who visited last time, claiming to land on the moon for the first time. Not well prepared, so just scrawled the surrounding area…
In the midst of all the beautiful faces, the Prime Minister suddenly jumped up:
"Call the best scientists! Immediately! Immediately! Let them drop their jobs and also, don't we have a sample of lunar soil?
Find out, divide it into ten parts, I want to get the most real conclusion! "
"Mr. Prime Minister, Yueyang is very precious, and we only have a little." An aide whispered.
The Prime Minister pointed at the dirty dish and roared at him: "Precious? If it is true, the lunar soil is about to rot. What do you think the bottle means? The wizards are telling us plainly that they can completely destroy the moon. Hollow out!"
"Where do they have enough space to stockpile extra taxi soil?" cried one MP.
Everyone stared at him with a foolish look. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com
"That's really a problem," said the Prime Minister gloomily. "What do you think of the piles on top of our heads?"
In the silence, the representative said cautiously: "Thinking about the good also means that cosmic travel will be possible. Forgive me, Mr. Prime Minister, your Excellencies, an ordinary crystal bottle can carry a garden, and the wizard does his best to use It is entirely possible to build a magical spaceship on its own—or a meteorite that hits our heads, it's up to us to choose. If the magic of wizards is combined with our technology, interstellar immigration is very likely to be realized within a few decades.
"Although my position is humble, I sincerely remind ministers that only cooperation can lead to a future!"
"Kingsley has heard back that the Muggle government is ready to negotiate with us," Ms Burns told Felix.
"Our strategy seems to be the right one: avoid self-indulgence, reveal valuable information little by little, let the Muggle government move the consequences of war and the benefits of cooperation on both sides of the scale, and they will weigh the pros and cons themselves, Come to the negotiating table. We are finally through the most unpredictable period.”
"It's time to look abroad."
Felix looked in the distance, where a lighthouse stood, and he murmured.
"After the arrival of the new era, how many people can decisively seize the opportunity and jump up? Who will be stupid enough to rashly become hostile to a group they are not familiar with, and never recover? Time will tell us the answer. ."
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In the evening, Ms. Burns and several students walked out of Gringotts surrounded by goblins, and the reporters who got the news early surrounded them immediately. The flash flashes brightly. Ms Burns announced to the public that the negotiations had gone well and that some issues had been agreed.
The Goblin spokesperson for Gringotts agreed with this statement and gave an explanation for the recent dragon escape,
"That dragon has long been overwhelmed. If you know anything, you will find that Gringotts is looking for an alternative recently. Yes, the dragon has been moved elsewhere, waiting to be dealt with. This time is guarded by the Sphinx. The most important vaults. We thought about putting trolls in goblin armor, and the defense is comparable to that of dragons."
When a reporter asked the reason for the dragon's escape, the goblin's spokesperson replied bluntly:
"The Council of Elders temporarily decided to transfer the giant dragon so as not to scare the distinguished guests. Unfortunately, an accident happened in the middle. The person responsible for this was an outsider who was not familiar with the method of controlling the giant dragon... Cross-eyed Bodrick, who unfortunately died in an accident, No specific details are available.”
At the end of the temporary press conference, Harry came out to meet Ron. Ron proposed to have a drink together, so a group of people poured into the broken bar. The bar was full of people, and there were teachers talking about the matter. Just when they were at a loss, Neville stuck his head out of a dark, hidden corner and waved hard at them.
"Harry, Ron - this way!" he exclaimed excitedly.
After everyone was seated, Ron was dissatisfied with Draco Malfoy sitting next to him. "I thought you were home," he said, frowning.
"The negotiation isn't over yet, of course I can't go." Draco gave Ron a contemptuous glance, causing him to stare. "Yes, you are excluded from the negotiation, you don't know anything, and naturally you don't know my role in it."
Ron froze for a moment, then looked at Harry, who nodded reluctantly, acknowledging his role.
"Okay, uh, so who can tell what happened in the middle of the negotiation? Why did a dragon come out?"
Harry briefly described the entire negotiation process.
"It doesn't sound like an accident." Tonks said, "Oh, thank you, Tom." She took the drink from Tom, the bartender, and gave it to the crowd. She bent down and dropped a bunch of crystal grapes from her pocket. Looks very tempting.
"Oh." Tonks flat-mouthed, "I got it from Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, you can try it. It's called Multi-flavored Grape. It's kind of like Bibi Strange Beans."
Neville picked up one. "Purple cabbage," he said with a gleeful expression. Hannah also picked up one and shook her ponytail. "Pumpkin pie flavor." "Spinach taste, it seems to be good?" Collins said after taking a small bite. "Celery." Harry's face wrinkled, and he picked up a glass of water to rinse his mouth. Hermione and Ginny didn't even touch something when they heard it was from Weasley's Witchcraft and Wizardry.
After the episode, they remembered the topic just now.
"Definitely the cross-eyed ghost," Ron said firmly. "They tried to scare people with dragons, but they miscalculated. As soon as Ms. Burns gave a signal, the Aurors outside would immediately rush in, right? , Collins?"
Collins nodded.
"And then?" Neville asked curiously. "After the dragon flew away, you talked for another two hours."
Harry turned to Hermione, "No incident since. Hermione was talking most of the time, pausing occasionally to ask Ms. Burns' opinion or answer a question from the goblin. They often argued a dozen or so words for a single word. Minutes, even half an hour, I feel like I'm back in a history of magic class."
The crowd laughed. Hermione rolled her eyes and picked out a few pieces of valuable information. With her explanation, everyone almost clarified the key points of the negotiation.
"We avoided some tough questions," said Hermione. "They're a dead end between wizards and goblins, and they won't be easily untied. Maybe it's up to the professor at the end."
They refer back to what the goblin spokesman said.
"Honorable guest," Ron said with a look of disgust, "I've never heard a goblin speak so nicely."
"If you rent Gringotts' valuable vault and put a lot of money in it," said Draco Malfoy with a mocking expression, "you'll get tired of hearing it."
"How much money do you have? Just yourself?" Ron countered. "I have more than one Galleon at my disposal."
Draco Malfoy breathes a room.
"Where did you get so much money?" he couldn't help asking, a Galleon being a lot of money even for him.
"I've worked so hard to save it," Ron said without hesitation. "The prize money for the hegemony competition, the licensing fee for the game video, and the manuscript fee are all in one pair." What about a lot of money, if the negotiation is successful, I wonder if I can come and ask for it?" He said uncertainly.
"You fell into the eyes of money?" Ginny said.
"That's what I deserve." Ron said resentfully. "Have I given you fewer gifts every year?"
Ginny pouted. Draco said triumphantly: "When you graduate, the family will give out a lot of money, a lot of money, you know?
At least tens of thousands of Galleons..."
"Does this have anything to do with you Nat?" Harry asked disgustedly.
"Yeah, Harry has a lot of money in his vault too, but he never mentions it," said Ron immediately.
"Oh please," said Hermione impatiently, "when did you guys compare this, I don't think money will solve the problem we face
"Small people of course don't understand the benefits of money," Draco scoffed. "My dad got into a relationship with a lot of great therapists.
— Probably in a few years, I'll be the head of the first wizarding Muggle United Hospital. "
"Really," Hermione sharply countered, "then can the heir to the Malfoy family, who is a big family, tell me, if this business has a bright future, why no one else is involved? With the face of the Malfoy family? Or? You are proud of the money and power to pave the way?
Oh, I almost forgot, Malfoy only had money as an option. "
Draco's face darkened. Because Hermione was telling the truth.
The wealth and prestige of the Malfoy family dwindled sharply after the war, and their influence was much lower than before. The only reason why there was no pure blood family involved in the hospital was that they all believed that the United Hospital was the compensation that Professor Hepp gave to Lucius' undercover agent.
But the truth-
Draco remembered what his father said. "He never promised, probably didn't even know it, that keeping the Malfoys was his reward for giving me undercover," Lucius said in his study.
"That-"
"Because of you. At that time, the magic world was not exposed, and only you showed this tendency among the people he came into contact with. He was happy to support you." Lucius calmly analyzed: "The wealth accumulated by the Malfoy family for more than ten generations , and a network of connections with Muggles... will make it easier, but remember, you're not the only one, so I try to publicize this as much as possible, and secretly warn some purebloods." Said he sneered twice.
"Noble pure blood family? Now pure blood is worthless, and it has become a remnant blood family."
Negotiations were on track for the next few days. With the great mediation of everyone, the two sides entered a substantial negotiation process, and difficulties were overcome one by one. As Hermione expected, only some extremely stubborn difficulties remained, such as the ownership of the items created by the goblin, and whether the goblin could hold it. There is a wand.
"Those are the details, and the details don't matter to me. We're talking about whether the goblins should join the Pan-Magic Alliance—when most sentient beings are." During another negotiation, Felix appeared, He sat down and said.
"A goblin can hold a wand, but it comes at a price. The day a goblin has a wand is the day goblin's special method of forging metal is made public." He turned to Hermione, "that was written into the terms. in the notes."
"Oh, yes, Professor!" said Hermione hastily, adding hastily to the margins of the parchment.
There was an embarrassing silence. The goblins and wizards present were not satisfied with the result, and felt that they had suffered a loss, but after careful consideration, this was almost the best way to bypass the controversy.
Leprechauns theoretically have rights they have been fighting for for centuries. This right was previously restricted by a legal situation, non-wizards could not hold wands, and today a hole has been broken. But the price is staggering - what is the goblin's special method of forging metal?
It is related to the talent of the goblin and the special magic system of the goblin. When all this is cracked, the goblins will no longer have secrets.
If someone else said this, the goblins would probably sneer or even curse, and look at the wizard with contempt, because goblins are deeply proud of their magic and never believe that anyone can do it . But this sentence came from the mouth of an archmage comparable to Dumbledore, and they would be suspicious.
In particular, this archmage has a precedent and almost independently created (or restored a lost) rune system. He is only twenty-six or seven years old, and he may have studied ancient rune for less than ten years. The talk seems to have a lot of weight.
The fairies looked at each other and saw the hesitation in their eyes.
And some clever wizards thought about it too. It's just that their thinking angle is not the same as that of goblins: the swords and armors made by goblins are magic weapons, and silverware is also widely welcomed by wizards. If they can get this technology, they are happy to exchange.
Before, wizards simply couldn't replicate the magic of goblins.
Several wizards looked at Felix with fiery eyes. In the face of such huge interests, they all wanted to start a war, but when they saw Felix's cold eyes, the greed in their hearts was instantly extinguished.
After another round of intense negotiations, the goblin agreed to join the pan-magic alliance, and still retains the right to speak internally, but the external caliber is the same as that of the wizard.
"We will reserve the right to appeal. We signed a contract two hundred years ago." The goblin elder said half relaxed and half unwilling.
Felix didn't speak, but the idea of building a magical city grew stronger in his heart. The wizarding world is intertwined with each other, and pulling out a thread can bring out the entire wizarding world, and Felix does not want to drastically change the living environment of wizards. This is not necessarily a good thing. He just wanted to draw on a piece of white paper, which could be wiped and smeared over and over again. The existing place couldn't stand the toss, and the best way was to find another way. At the same time, the wizard officially contacted the Muggle government in the name of the Ministry of Magic. There is no talk of business, which is equivalent to the follow-up to the first visit to the Queen by Felix and his students. The Muggle Prime Minister and the Ministry of Magic Zhang did not show up, but sent officials and representatives respectively, but the nominal specifications were much higher.
In a situation similar to a government report, the two sides introduced each other's development history, culture, ideas, and technology (magic) in long and solemn language.
The senior official sent by the Ministry of Magic was Mr. Weasley, and with the reorganization of the Ministry of Magic, his status also rose. During the meeting, Mr. Weasley showed a keen interest in a series of technological products. After learning that Mr. Weasley was the wizard's father mentioned many times in the hot "Wizards' School" series of news, the government work The staff temporarily decided to give him a set of wrenches with various types of bolts and nuts.
"Thank you so much," said Mr. Weasley warmly. "I didn't bring any personal gifts, but when I came, Ms. Burns, the Minister for Magic, entrusted me with two gifts from the Muggle government—" The box opened and inside was a Plain dishes and a gorgeous crystal bottle.
Inside the crystal bottle was a miniature jungle landscape. The government representative glanced at it for a second, then stopped paying attention. He turned to look at the gray dishes. The patterns on them were broken and faded, and there was no beauty at all.
"Uh," the government representative was a little confused, "does this dish have any special meaning?"
It doesn't look like a work of art. They also prepared gifts here, which are carefully selected cultural relics from the museum, which are of great collection value in both artistic and historical sense.
"It doesn't matter what it looks like, it matters where it comes from," Mr Weasley said. "It came from the moon."
The government representative widened his eyes.
"Moon-moon?
"Yes." Mr. Weasley nodded and smiled, but at this moment, the government representative felt that his smile was inscrutable, in stark contrast to the lively expression he had heard when he heard the report.
When the meeting was over, government representatives immediately went to a conference room to accept questions from all cabinet members. The Prime Minister looked impatient, "How? How did they react?" He turned to look at a very inconspicuous man behind the representative, "You are the best psychoanalyst in the country,
What's your conclusion? "
The psychoanalyst was dazed.
"It may take some time for him to adapt to the psychological impact of magic." The representative opened the box, and as before, everyone was attracted by the contents of the box.
"Landscape in a bottle?" The Prime Minister glanced at the featureless dishes, and judged in his heart that it was probably some kind of cultural relic. He focused on the exquisite crystal bottle, and lowered his head to study it carefully: "Interesting, I saw a bird, and it will Is moving one magic?" Others were also amazed.
The representative pursed his lips.
"It may not be the same as what you think. It is indeed the effect of magic, but it is also mixed with other things." He said with a strange expression: "There is a real forest inside, and a traceless stretching spell is used - you can understand. Magical application of technology for space expansion."
It seemed that someone had pressed the pause button in the conference room, and the Prime Minister kept bending over, turning his head to stare at him.
"It is said that this technology, uh, I mean the application of this magic is quite mature. Of course, the magic on this bottle in our hand can only last for a week. When they visited last time, they heard that the parliament is going to break ground to build a garden, So they gave us one..."
"Give us a garden in a bottle?" moaned one MP.
"It's very simple to use," the representative continued with a deadpan expression, although his voice was a little unsure, "within a week, smash the bottle in the middle of the intended venue and the magic garden will return to its original size with trees inside. , there are flowers, and there are fountains. It is no different from reality.
silence. The ministers in the room were silently thinking about the meaning of this magic, and the more they thought about it, the more frightened they became. After a while, the Prime Minister forced himself to ask, "What about the other?" He found his throat dry.
"Another piece." The representative said hesitantly. His attitude made the hearts of others hang. Could it be that this saucer is also extraordinary, hiding some magic that they don't know?
"That saucer is quite ordinary, there is no magic, the key is its origin, it is said, ahem, I can't judge, I can only repeat the words of the wizard, "representative cleared his throat," Mr. Felix Happ said a few days ago. Landed on the moon, luckily found a wizard ruin
"Are you kidding?" the Prime Minister interrupted.
"Maybe the wizards are joking with us, but it's up to you to judge." The representative said: "This matter was widely advertised in the wizarding community, and Haip was the wizarding professor who visited last time, claiming to land on the moon for the first time. Not well prepared, so just scrawled the surrounding area…
In the midst of all the beautiful faces, the Prime Minister suddenly jumped up:
"Call the best scientists! Immediately! Immediately! Let them drop their jobs and also, don't we have a sample of lunar soil?
Find out, divide it into ten parts, I want to get the most real conclusion! "
"Mr. Prime Minister, Yueyang is very precious, and we only have a little." An aide whispered.
The Prime Minister pointed at the dirty dish and roared at him: "Precious? If it is true, the lunar soil is about to rot. What do you think the bottle means? The wizards are telling us plainly that they can completely destroy the moon. Hollow out!"
"Where do they have enough space to stockpile extra taxi soil?" cried one MP.
Everyone stared at him with a foolish look. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com
"That's really a problem," said the Prime Minister gloomily. "What do you think of the piles on top of our heads?"
In the silence, the representative said cautiously: "Thinking about the good also means that cosmic travel will be possible. Forgive me, Mr. Prime Minister, your Excellencies, an ordinary crystal bottle can carry a garden, and the wizard does his best to use It is entirely possible to build a magical spaceship on its own—or a meteorite that hits our heads, it's up to us to choose. If the magic of wizards is combined with our technology, interstellar immigration is very likely to be realized within a few decades.
"Although my position is humble, I sincerely remind ministers that only cooperation can lead to a future!"
"Kingsley has heard back that the Muggle government is ready to negotiate with us," Ms Burns told Felix.
"Our strategy seems to be the right one: avoid self-indulgence, reveal valuable information little by little, let the Muggle government move the consequences of war and the benefits of cooperation on both sides of the scale, and they will weigh the pros and cons themselves, Come to the negotiating table. We are finally through the most unpredictable period.”
"It's time to look abroad."
Felix looked in the distance, where a lighthouse stood, and he murmured.
"After the arrival of the new era, how many people can decisively seize the opportunity and jump up? Who will be stupid enough to rashly become hostile to a group they are not familiar with, and never recover? Time will tell us the answer. ."
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In the evening, Ms. Burns and several students walked out of Gringotts surrounded by goblins, and the reporters who got the news early surrounded them immediately. The flash flashes brightly. Ms Burns announced to the public that the negotiations had gone well and that some issues had been agreed.The Goblin spokesperson for Gringotts agreed with this statement and gave an explanation for the recent dragon escape,"That dragon has long been overwhelmed. If you know anything, you will find that Gringotts is looking for an alternative recently. Yes, the dragon has been moved elsewhere, waiting to be dealt with. This time is guarded by the Sphinx. The most important vaults. We thought about putting trolls in goblin armor, and the defense is comparable to that of dragons."When a reporter asked the reason for the dragon's escape, the goblin's spokesperson replied bluntly:"The Council of Elders temporarily decided to transfer the giant dragon so as not to scare the distinguished guests. Unfortunately, an accident happened in the middle. The person responsible for this was an outsider who was not familiar with the method of controlling the giant dragon... Cross-eyed Bodrick, who unfortunately died in an accident, No specific details are available.At the end of the temporary press conference, Harry came out to meet Ron. Ron proposed to have a drink together, so a group of people poured into the broken bar. The bar was full of people, and there were teachers talking about the matter. Just when they were at a loss, Neville stuck his head out of a dark, hidden corner and waved hard at them."Harry, Ron - this way!" he exclaimed excitedly.After everyone was seated, Ron was dissatisfied with Draco Malfoy sitting next to him. "I thought you were home," he said, frowning."The negotiation isn't over yet, of course I can't go." Draco gave Ron a contemptuous glance, causing him to stare. "Yes, you are excluded from the negotiation, you don't know anything, and naturally you don't know my role in it."Ron froze for a moment, then looked at Harry, who nodded reluctantly, acknowledging his role."Okay, uh, so who can tell what happened in the middle of the negotiation? Why did a dragon come out?"Harry briefly described the entire negotiation process."It doesn't sound like an accident." Tonks said, "Oh, thank you, Tom." She took the drink from Tom, the bartender, and gave it to the crowd. She bent down and dropped a bunch of crystal grapes from her pocket. Looks very tempting."Oh." Tonks flat-mouthed, "I got it from Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, you can try it. It's called Multi-flavored Grape. It's kind of like Bibi Strange Beans."Neville picked up one. "Purple cabbage," he said with a gleeful expression. Hannah also picked up one and shook her ponytail. "Pumpkin pie flavor." "Spinach taste, it seems to be good?" Collins said after taking a small bite. "Celery." Harry's face wrinkled, and he picked up a glass of water to rinse his mouth. Hermione and Ginny didn't even touch something when they heard it was from Weasley's Witchcraft and Wizardry.After the episode, they remembered the topic just now."Definitely the cross-eyed ghost," Ron said firmly. "They tried to scare people with dragons, but they miscalculated. As soon as Ms. Burns gave a signal, the Aurors outside would immediately rush in, right? , Collins?"Collins nodded."And then?" Neville asked curiously. "After the dragon flew away, you talked for another two hours."Harry turned to Hermione, "No incident since. Hermione was talking most of the time, pausing occasionally to ask Ms. Burns' opinion or answer a question from the goblin. They often argued a dozen or so words for a single word. Minutes, even half an hour, I feel like I'm back in a history of magic class."The crowd laughed. Hermione rolled her eyes and picked out a few pieces of valuable information. With her explanation, everyone almost clarified the key points of the negotiation."We avoided some tough questions," said Hermione. "They're a dead end between wizards and goblins, and they won't be easily untied. Maybe it's up to the professor at the end."They refer back to what the goblin spokesman said."Honorable guest," Ron said with a look of disgust, "I've never heard a goblin speak so nicely.""If you rent Gringotts' valuable vault and put a lot of money in it," said Draco Malfoy with a mocking expression, "you'll get tired of hearing it.""How much money do you have? Just yourself?" Ron countered. "I have more than one Galleon at my disposal."Draco Malfoy breathes a room."Where did you get so much money?" he couldn't help asking, a Galleon being a lot of money even for him."I've worked so hard to save it," Ron said without hesitation. "The prize money for the hegemony competition, the licensing fee for the game video, and the manuscript fee are all in one pair." What about a lot of money, if the negotiation is successful, I wonder if I can come and ask for it?" He said uncertainly."You fell into the eyes of money?" Ginny said."That's what I deserve." Ron said resentfully. "Have I given you fewer gifts every year?"Ginny pouted. Draco said triumphantly: "When you graduate, the family will give out a lot of money, a lot of money, you know?At least tens of thousands of Galleons...""Does this have anything to do with you Nat?" Harry asked disgustedly."Yeah, Harry has a lot of money in his vault too, but he never mentions it," said Ron immediately."Oh please," said Hermione impatiently, "when did you guys compare this, I don't think money will solve the problem we face"Small people of course don't understand the benefits of money," Draco scoffed. "My dad got into a relationship with a lot of great therapists. Probably in a few years, I'll be the head of the first wizarding Muggle United Hospital. ""Really," Hermione sharply countered, "then can the heir to the Malfoy family, who is a big family, tell me, if this business has a bright future, why no one else is involved? With the face of the Malfoy family? Or? You are proud of the money and power to pave the way?Oh, I almost forgot, Malfoy only had money as an option. "Draco's face darkened. Because Hermione was telling the truth.The wealth and prestige of the Malfoy family dwindled sharply after the war, and their influence was much lower than before. The only reason why there was no pure blood family involved in the hospital was that they all believed that the United Hospital was the compensation that Professor Hepp gave to Lucius' undercover agent.But the truth-Draco remembered what his father said. "He never promised, probably didn't even know it, that keeping the Malfoys was his reward for giving me undercover," Lucius said in his study."That-""Because of you. At that time, the magic world was not exposed, and only you showed this tendency among the people he came into contact with. He was happy to support you." Lucius calmly analyzed: "The wealth accumulated by the Malfoy family for more than ten generations , and a network of connections with Muggles... will make it easier, but remember, you're not the only one, so I try to publicize this as much as possible, and secretly warn some purebloods." Said he sneered twice."Noble pure blood family? Now pure blood is worthless, and it has become a remnant blood family."Negotiations were on track for the next few days. With the great mediation of everyone, the two sides entered a substantial negotiation process, and difficulties were overcome one by one. As Hermione expected, only some extremely stubborn difficulties remained, such as the ownership of the items created by the goblin, and whether the goblin could hold it. There is a wand."Those are the details, and the details don't matter to me. We're talking about whether the goblins should join the Pan-Magic Alliancewhen most sentient beings are." During another negotiation, Felix appeared, He sat down and said."A goblin can hold a wand, but it comes at a price. The day a goblin has a wand is the day goblin's special method of forging metal is made public." He turned to Hermione, "that was written into the terms. in the notes.""Oh, yes, Professor!" said Hermione hastily, adding hastily to the margins of the parchment.There was an embarrassing silence. The goblins and wizards present were not satisfied with the result, and felt that they had suffered a loss, but after careful consideration, this was almost the best way to bypass the controversy.Leprechauns theoretically have rights they have been fighting for for centuries. This right was previously restricted by a legal situation, non-wizards could not hold wands, and today a hole has been broken. But the price is staggering - what is the goblin's special method of forging metal?It is related to the talent of the goblin and the special magic system of the goblin. When all this is cracked, the goblins will no longer have secrets.If someone else said this, the goblins would probably sneer or even curse, and look at the wizard with contempt, because goblins are deeply proud of their magic and never believe that anyone can do it . But this sentence came from the mouth of an archmage comparable to Dumbledore, and they would be suspicious.In particular, this archmage has a precedent and almost independently created or restored a lost rune system. He is only twenty-six or seven years old, and he may have studied ancient rune for less than ten years. The talk seems to have a lot of weight.The fairies looked at each other and saw the hesitation in their eyes.And some clever wizards thought about it too. It's just that their thinking angle is not the same as that of goblins: the swords and armors made by goblins are magic weapons, and silverware is also widely welcomed by wizards. If they can get this technology, they are happy to exchange.Before, wizards simply couldn't replicate the magic of goblins.Several wizards looked at Felix with fiery eyes. In the face of such huge interests, they all wanted to start a war, but when they saw Felix's cold eyes, the greed in their hearts was instantly extinguished.After another round of intense negotiations, the goblin agreed to join the pan-magic alliance, and still retains the right to speak internally, but the external caliber is the same as that of the wizard."We will reserve the right to appeal. We signed a contract two hundred years ago." The goblin elder said half relaxed and half unwilling.Felix didn't speak, but the idea of building a magical city grew stronger in his heart. The wizarding world is intertwined with each other, and pulling out a thread can bring out the entire wizarding world, and Felix does not want to drastically change the living environment of wizards. This is not necessarily a good thing. He just wanted to draw on a piece of white paper, which could be wiped and smeared over and over again. The existing place couldn't stand the toss, and the best way was to find another way. At the same time, the wizard officially contacted the Muggle government in the name of the Ministry of Magic. There is no talk of business, which is equivalent to the follow-up to the first visit to the Queen by Felix and his students. The Muggle Prime Minister and the Ministry of Magic Zhang did not show up, but sent officials and representatives respectively, but the nominal specifications were much higher.In a situation similar to a government report, the two sides introduced each other's development history, culture, ideas, and technology magic in long and solemn language.The senior official sent by the Ministry of Magic was Mr. Weasley, and with the reorganization of the Ministry of Magic, his status also rose. During the meeting, Mr. Weasley showed a keen interest in a series of technological products. After learning that Mr. Weasley was the wizard's father mentioned many times in the hot "Wizards' School" series of news, the government work The staff temporarily decided to give him a set of wrenches with various types of bolts and nuts."Thank you so much," said Mr. Weasley warmly. "I didn't bring any personal gifts, but when I came, Ms. Burns, the Minister for Magic, entrusted me with two gifts from the Muggle government" The box opened and inside was a Plain dishes and a gorgeous crystal bottle.Inside the crystal bottle was a miniature jungle landscape. The government representative glanced at it for a second, then stopped paying attention. He turned to look at the gray dishes. The patterns on them were broken and faded, and there was no beauty at all."Uh," the government representative was a little confused, "does this dish have any special meaning?"It doesn't look like a work of art. They also prepared gifts here, which are carefully selected cultural relics from the museum, which are of great collection value in both artistic and historical sense."It doesn't matter what it looks like, it matters where it comes from," Mr Weasley said. "It came from the moon."The government representative widened his eyes."Moon-moon?"Yes." Mr. Weasley nodded and smiled, but at this moment, the government representative felt that his smile was inscrutable, in stark contrast to the lively expression he had heard when he heard the report.When the meeting was over, government representatives immediately went to a conference room to accept questions from all cabinet members. The Prime Minister looked impatient, "How? How did they react?" He turned to look at a very inconspicuous man behind the representative, "You are the best psychoanalyst in the country,What's your conclusion? "The psychoanalyst was dazed."It may take some time for him to adapt to the psychological impact of magic." The representative opened the box, and as before, everyone was attracted by the contents of the box."Landscape in a bottle?" The Prime Minister glanced at the featureless dishes, and judged in his heart that it was probably some kind of cultural relic. He focused on the exquisite crystal bottle, and lowered his head to study it carefully: "Interesting, I saw a bird, and it will Is moving one magic?" Others were also amazed.The representative pursed his lips."It may not be the same as what you think. It is indeed the effect of magic, but it is also mixed with other things." He said with a strange expression: "There is a real forest inside, and a traceless stretching spell is used - you can understand. Magical application of technology for space expansion."It seemed that someone had pressed the pause button in the conference room, and the Prime Minister kept bending over, turning his head to stare at him."It is said that this technology, uh, I mean the application of this magic is quite mature. Of course, the magic on this bottle in our hand can only last for a week. When they visited last time, they heard that the parliament is going to break ground to build a garden, So they gave us one...""Give us a garden in a bottle?" moaned one MP."It's very simple to use," the representative continued with a deadpan expression, although his voice was a little unsure, "within a week, smash the bottle in the middle of the intended venue and the magic garden will return to its original size with trees inside. , there are flowers, and there are fountains. It is no different from reality.silence. The ministers in the room were silently thinking about the meaning of this magic, and the more they thought about it, the more frightened they became. After a while, the Prime Minister forced himself to ask, "What about the other?" He found his throat dry."Another piece." The representative said hesitantly. His attitude made the hearts of others hang. Could it be that this saucer is also extraordinary, hiding some magic that they don't know?"That saucer is quite ordinary, there is no magic, the key is its origin, it is said, ahem, I can't judge, I can only repeat the words of the wizard, "representative cleared his throat," Mr. Felix Happ said a few days ago. Landed on the moon, luckily found a wizard ruin"Are you kidding?" the Prime Minister interrupted."Maybe the wizards are joking with us, but it's up to you to judge." The representative said: "This matter was widely advertised in the wizarding community, and Haip was the wizarding professor who visited last time, claiming to land on the moon for the first time. Not well prepared, so just scrawled the surrounding areaIn the midst of all the beautiful faces, the Prime Minister suddenly jumped up:"Call the best scientists! Immediately! Immediately! Let them drop their jobs and also, don't we have a sample of lunar soil?Find out, divide it into ten parts, I want to get the most real conclusion! ""Mr. Prime Minister, Yueyang is very precious, and we only have a little." An aide whispered.The Prime Minister pointed at the dirty dish and roared at him: "Precious? If it is true, the lunar soil is about to rot. What do you think the bottle means? The wizards are telling us plainly that they can completely destroy the moon. Hollow out!""Where do they have enough space to stockpile extra taxi soil?" cried one MP.Everyone stared at him with a foolish look. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"That's really a problem," said the Prime Minister gloomily. "What do you think of the piles on top of our heads?"In the silence, the representative said cautiously: "Thinking about the good also means that cosmic travel will be possible. Forgive me, Mr. Prime Minister, your Excellencies, an ordinary crystal bottle can carry a garden, and the wizard does his best to use It is entirely possible to build a magical spaceship on its ownor a meteorite that hits our heads, it's up to us to choose. If the magic of wizards is combined with our technology, interstellar immigration is very likely to be realized within a few decades."Although my position is humble, I sincerely remind ministers that only cooperation can lead to a future!""Kingsley has heard back that the Muggle government is ready to negotiate with us," Ms Burns told Felix."Our strategy seems to be the right one: avoid self-indulgence, reveal valuable information little by little, let the Muggle government move the consequences of war and the benefits of cooperation on both sides of the scale, and they will weigh the pros and cons themselves, Come to the negotiating table. We are finally through the most unpredictable period."It's time to look abroad."Felix looked in the distance, where a lighthouse stood, and he murmured."After the arrival of the new era, how many people can decisively seize the opportunity and jump up? Who will be stupid enough to rashly become hostile to a group they are not familiar with, and never recover? Time will tell us the answer. ."https://Genius remembers the address of this site in one second: . Mobile version reading website:
