The Periodic Table of Words and Spirits at Hogwarts Chapter 103

Shirin Picquili, who was sitting at his desk, yawned, then stood up and walked to the full-length mirror in the office.

After finishing his clothes, Xilin picked up the comb and slowly combed his hair, while looking at the bald eagle logo on the mirror in a daze.

That is the logo of the Magic Congress of the United States, and it will be printed on all public goods in the Magic Congress.

There is still half an hour before the start of the remote meeting of the International Conference of Wizards.

Teleconferencing is a new model that has just come out in recent years, because the feeling of flying on the international Floo network is not so ideal, so after this new model is implemented, in addition to the important joint meetings that must be visited every year, various countries' The higher-ups at the Ministry of Magic have opted for this more comfortable and more casual approach.

After all, a regular meeting every three months is a burden for people from all over the world, because who wants to experience the feeling of being thrown into the toilet and spinning like crazy every three months?

However, remote meetings require the support of expensive alchemy equipment, and the International Federation of Wizards will only provide alchemy objects for connection to the Ministry of Magic of various countries, and the supporting alchemy equipment needs to be built by each country.

This directly leads to the fact that many poorer small countries have no way to participate in the position meeting every three months, but it does not matter, after all, the powerful Ministry of Magic will not listen to them at all.

Therefore, as long as those small countries are present at the annual joint meeting, it can at least prove that the wizarding joint meeting is fair and that every country can participate.

"Dong dong dong".

A knock came from outside the door.

"Please come in".

Xilin came back to his senses and said to the door.

"Hello, Director Picquili, the meeting is about to start, you should go to the conference room now."

Imer Perrin walked slowly into the room and said in his emotionless voice.

"Understood, Mr. Perrin."

Xilin finally straightened the tie on his chest, and pinned a badge with a bald-headed sea eagle pattern to the position of the heart on his left chest.

"How are things going?"

In the wide corridor where he was walking, Shirin asked Perrin.

"The blood of the horned camel has a very strong smell. After using the atomization method, the effective attraction range has been expanded to 400 kilometers. It's just that humans can't smell this smell at all. You don't have to worry that they will find out in the end. on our heads".

Perrin said to Shirin in his emotionless voice.

"Congress"...

Xilin shook her head, because the conscience in her heart that had not been completely destroyed was constantly stinging her.

Those old men in Congress have gone crazy, and they thought of taking the initiative to lure the hungry fire dragon to attack the city of Shenzhou.

Xilin thought that the last time she made the Necromancer warship was the limit of human beings, but she didn't expect that the offline of this group of consortium leaders refreshed her cognition once again.

Aren't these idiots afraid of going to the International Criminal Court?

"I don't think you need to blame Director Piquelli for this. The world is like this. If you kill one person, you will be sentenced to death, but if you kill 100,000 people, you will be called a hero."

Perrin reminded aside.

"Thank you for reminding Mr. Perrin, but the most important thing for us now is to open the alchemy platform in the conference room and connect us to the conference room."

Xilin shook his head and said.

"As you wish, Chairman Schilling."

Perrin walked to the huge alchemy screen at the end of the conference room and tapped with his wand.

Immediately, the huge alchemy screen began to emit a faint blue light, and soon a human figure appeared on it.

"Hello, Minister Fudge."

Xilin smiled and said to a fat middle-aged man in a suit on the other end of the screen.

"Hello, Director Xilin."

Fudge also showed a flawless smile.

"I must have been busy lately, Minister Fudge."

Xilin said to Fudge with a pointed smile.

"Haha, it's actually fine, haha."

Fudge's language was vague, but he greeted the Xilin family in his heart.

These words are obviously to be too busy to deal with the rebellion of the Flint family before laughing at the United Kingdom.

The magician of the United States of America is not a good person.

But that's how foreign-related conferences are. Even if you already want to jump in front of him to greet his eighteenth generation ancestors and slap him twice, in this environment, you can only sit at the conference table and smile at each other.

If you lift the table, you will either die, or everyone but yourself will die.

Because this is the rule, and breaking the rule will pay a price.

"The two of you came very early, but I'm a bit late in comparison."

The German Minister of Magic also joined the meeting.

"Good morning, three."

This is Egypt's Minister of Magic, the only high-level Ministry of Magic in Africa who can afford a remote alchemy device.

"Hello Minister Fudge, the British Ministry of Magic's previous purchase of fire dragons from Egypt has not been settled - although this may sound unpleasant, I still want to remind you here that if the payment is made within three months We will not refund the deposit if the balance has not been paid off.”

"The last fund has been raised, and it will be sent to you through the International Wizarding Bank soon. Please don't be too anxious about the Egyptian side. The British Ministry of Magic cannot do anything that will not pay back its debts."

Fudge answered the Egyptian minister's question very calmly.

"We are very confident in your repayment ability, but I just want to remind you kindly here. After all, you are much better than some people who owe us more than 10 years but haven't returned a penny."

The Egyptian Minister of Magic snorted coldly and said with a thorn in his tone.

"It seems that Minister Fudge has a lot of heart for the Triwizard Tournament to be held in two years' time."

The connection has already been connected, but the French Minister of Magic, who has been diving, said.

"That's that, that's it, I promise to let you Beauxbatons open their eyes and let them see what the real aristocratic heritage is."

Fudge said a little proudly.

"I heard that people from the United States want to participate in the Triwizard Tournament"?

The Italian minister who had just entered the meeting happened to hear Fudge's words, so he asked curiously.

"Accurately speaking, it is not the Triwizard Tournament that will be held two years later, but the Big Five Tournament."

Xilin elegantly picked up his teacup and took a sip, then continued.

"Shenzhou also provided an application form to the International Federation of Wizards a month ago, and the members of the Honor Society headed by Dumbledore have approved this request."

"I think Minister Fudge's budget may have to increase again."

The Italian Minister of Magic on the side said jokingly.

"Haha, it doesn't matter, the British Ministry of Magic has a sufficient budget for this event."

Fudge waved his hand proudly.

"Okay everyone, I think we should do some serious business now, such as starting today's meeting."

Xilin cleared his throat gently and said to the crowd.

"But we seem to be one person short of it now. Chairman Lin Zhengying of China has not yet entered the meeting."

The French Minister of Magic on the side said to the crowd.

"I think President Lin doesn't have free time to attend our meeting. I think you haven't heard of it yet? There was a large-scale fire dragon invasion incident on the northern border of Shenzhou. It is estimated that President Lin may have been busy. Frustrated."

Xilin smiled lightly and said to the crowd.

"Ah, that's really unfortunate."

Fudge said a little regretfully, but there was a feeling of schadenfreude in his eyes.

The United Kingdom needs to import white fresh food from China in large quantities every year. The large trade deficit has made Fudge feel a little uncomfortable. At this time, the other party will undoubtedly make him happy.

"Uh, everyone, it seems that Shenzhou will be connected soon."

The Egyptian Minister of Magic cleared his throat and said to the crowd with some embarrassment.

"Ziz"~

A sound similar to electric current sounded in everyone's ears, and then another brand new picture appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

An old man wearing a black-yellow Taoist robe with white hair and beard was sitting in front of the solid wood table, and was boredly shaking the whisk in his hand.

The pomegranate bonsai on the table seems to have been casted on some kind of magic, and the clouds are really beautiful.

"Hello, President Lin."

The French Minister of Magic first nodded slightly to the old man to show respect.

"Good morning, everyone, I don't know how to use such a complicated device, so it may take some time. I hope you don't blame me."

The old man said with a smile.

"Since President Lin is here, we will officially start today's topic."

Xilin coughed lightly, and then said to the crowd.

"Please wait a moment, Chairman Picquili."

President Lin Zhengying on the opposite side of the screen suddenly interjected.

"Oh? President Lin, what's the matter with you?"

Shirin frowned and asked.

"I just want to confirm one thing."

Lin Zhengying flicked her whisk and said to everyone with a smile.

"The permanent meeting of the International Conference of Wizards and Wizards must be attended by the Ministers of Magic of various countries, but there should be no such rule for regular meetings, right?"

"Well, I don't think so."

The German Minister of Magic thought for a while, then nodded.

"I think I don't quite understand what you mean, President Lin."

Fudge said very suspiciously.

"As people get old, there are often minor physical problems. I was not feeling well before this meeting, so I wanted to find someone to stand in for me for a while. I don't think everyone has any opinions, right?"

Lin Zhengying said to the crowd with a smile.

"Well, according to Article 15 of the Regulations of the United Wizards Conference, when the Minister of Magic is unable to attend the conference due to physical discomfort, someone else can represent him to participate in the conference, and the daily conference does not require the Minister of Magic to participate. If you are unwell It would be great to have a Chinese magic official who can represent you at the meeting."

said the German Minister of Magic.

"That's good, then I'm sorry everyone, I'll change lanes now."

Lin Zhengying bowed her head slightly to apologize, and then pressed a button on the table.

Immediately, the screen representing Shenzhou began to flash one after another of snowflakes.

"I guess it's Ambassador Dong Haicheng again this time"...

The Egyptian Minister of Magic spoke up.

"I think it should be. Dong is very familiar with this kind of work."

The Italian Minister of Mocha, who was beside him, also agreed.

"Zi La"!

A noise came from the screen representing Shenzhou, and everyone quickly turned their attention to there.

The presence of a noise means that the signal is about to be connected.

"Swipe"!

With a violent shaking, Shenzhou's screen returned to normal, and what caught everyone's eyes was a piece of ice and snow.

"Hmm? I remember that Ambassador Dong Haicheng should always live in Leizhou, Shenzhou, where long-sleeves should not be worn all the year round."

The German Minister of Magic said with some doubts.

"I'm sorry for making you wait so long. I will be attending this meeting instead of President Lin Zhengying."

A female voice came across the screen.

When the magic officials of various countries finally saw the figure, everyone was stunned.

Opposite the screen is a female officer, wearing a 87-style Chinese army uniform, with several gold and silver medals intertwined on her chest.

The Battle Hero Medal, the Border Guard Medal, and a Red Star Medal.

"Hello, Ms. Xu Lin."

After a long silence, Xilin spoke first.

"Hello, Director Xilin."

Xu Lin nodded towards her, but there was no sign of enthusiasm in her eyes.

"I think everyone should be very surprised why I appear in such a world of ice and snow"?

Xu Lin casually leaned back on an anti-aircraft gun that had just cooled, and asked the crowd on the other end of the screen.

"We are very concerned about the natural disasters encountered in China and are willing to provide some assistance."

The German Minister of Magic was the first to speak.

"I'm very grateful for Germany's good attitude, Mr. Minister. But I still want to say, do you really think this is just a natural disaster?"

Xu Lin suddenly stood up straight ~www.mtlnovel.com~ and asked the crowd on the other side of the screen with an angry face.

"Piquelli, do you also think this is just a natural disaster"?

Xu Lin almost asked Xilin in a questioning tone.

"The Magical Congress of the United States condemns the laissez-faire attitude of the Russian and Ukrainian Ministry of Magic regarding the fire dragon, and expresses its concern for the undeserved losses suffered by China. We are also willing to provide humanitarian assistance to China."

Xilin replied with a heavy face.

"Oh, the surface work is quite good."

Xu Lin sneered and said to the crowd.

"The Siberian black dragon is the most intelligent fire dragon species in the world. This kind of murderous fire dragon has not invaded the northern border of Shenzhou for nearly 50 years. Don't you think this is very abnormal?"

"You mean, someone deliberately drove or introduced these fire dragons to the border of Shenzhou"?

The French Minister of Magic frowned.

"Yes"!

Xu Lin said with a sneer.

"It's really a genius idea to spray the blood of horned camel beasts into the air to attract fire dragons! The blood of this creature has a great taste for most carnivorous magical animals, but Ordinary humans can't smell it, so it's very easy to destroy traces afterwards."

"But I still want to ask you a question."

Xu Lin looked around the crowd, and then pointed to her nose.

"Am I a pure human being"?

Shirin Picquili's hand under the table clenched into a fist.

"Damn, why did you forget about this"!

Chapter end