bacchusnovels Chapter 222 Submitting Documents
Chapter 222 Submitting Documents
Chapter 222 (Bonus Chapter) - Submission of Documents
After Sean had finished explaining the day's tasks to Savage and Jorkins in detail, ensuring that every task was clearly assigned and understood, he was finally left alone in the office.
He slowly sat back in his large office chair, feeling a rare sense of tranquility, but this tranquility did not last long.
His gaze unconsciously fell on the lush green ivy by the window. The green looked particularly vibrant in the soft sunlight, yet he felt a strange sense of nausea.
This feeling, like some kind of underlying unease or vague worry, prevented him from fully immersing himself in this moment of peace.
He's had this feeling ever since he discovered the burglary this morning.
Especially when he listened to Sević's report.
This feeling is even stronger.
The reason for this feeling, Sean attributed to fear.
Yes, fear.
In his original world, he had never heard of such a horrific event happening this year.
Such a heinous incident would certainly be documented. Of course, it cannot be ruled out that Rowling's fairy tales might not contain any such inappropriate content.
However, Sean believes there is another possibility.
That's right, the butterfly effect he brought about—his ability to know the plot development and process—is a major advantage, and he has been using this advantage to make a profit for himself.
During his early days as a Hogwarts professor, Sean was often plagued by self-doubt and deep anxiety.
Whenever the night is quiet, he would ponder repeatedly, fearing that his arrival would be like a stone carelessly thrown into a lake, breaking the originally calm surface and causing a series of unpredictable ripples, thus changing the events that should have happened according to the predetermined trajectory.
However, as time went on, Sean began to realize that the world seemed to possess an inexplicable and powerful corrective force. Whether it was a minor change or a huge shock, it always managed to guide everything back to its proper order in a mysterious and subtle way.
Just as the seasons change, and spring sowing leads to autumn harvest, the laws of nature cannot be defied, and the same is true in the magical world. Although his arrival initially worried him, those unnecessary worries gradually dissipated under the influence of this power.
And now...
The situation appears to have changed.
But...he was already prepared, wasn't he?
This unexpected incident served as both a wake-up call and an opportunity for Sean.
Sean was originally worried about how to get involved in the affairs of various departments.
The opportunity has arrived!
He seemed to be getting some ideas.
Just as Sean was deep in thought, a sudden knock on the door broke the silence of the office.
"Please come in," Sean said.
Harvey walked in, looking anxious. As soon as he entered, he said impatiently, "Mr. Phillips, Minister Fudge wants to see you."
Anyone with Merlin's stinky socks would know why Fudge was looking for him at this time.
Sean quickly gathered his thoughts, then stood up and said to Harvey, "Okay, I understand."
As he spoke, he followed Harvey, and the two of them walked through the busy corridor.
During this process, Sean overheard more than one person discussing the incident.
Have you heard?
"I've heard about it, it might be that person..."
"Shh!"
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Such voices seem to be gaining momentum.
The two took the elevator up to Minister Fouché's office.
"Minister, you wanted to see me?" Sean asked politely.
Fudge nodded, gesturing for Sean to sit down, and then said, "You must have heard about what happened today, right?"
Sean nodded and replied, "I've heard about it."
"So, what are your thoughts?" Fudge's gaze was sharp, as if trying to glean something from Sean's expression.
Without the slightest hesitation, Sean gave his answer: "I think this is a good opportunity."
"Oh?" Fudge raised an eyebrow and gestured for Sean to continue.
"We can take this opportunity to get involved in the affairs of the Auror's office, and even..." Sean paused abruptly at this point.
A flicker of curiosity and anticipation crossed Minister Fudge's eyes. He leaned forward, listening more intently to Sean's words. "Even what, Phillips? Don't hesitate, speak your mind."
"We could even use Scrimgeour's incompetence as an excuse to remove him and replace him with one of our own," Sean thought for a moment and gave an example, "like... Dumbledore."
For Fudge, the Auror office had never been within his sphere of influence.
The whole thing goes back to before he came to power.
At that time, his competitor for the position of Minister of Magic was Barty Crouch, who was then the Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.
Scringer was a trusted confidant whom he had personally promoted.
At the time, Barty Crouch's son was discovered to be a Death Eater, so Fudge, with Dumbledore's help, successfully became Minister for Magic.
But he was completely helpless when it came to Scrinker.
The other party had a high standing within the Ministry of Magic and was consistently efficient; he couldn't find any way to replace him. Of course, that wasn't the most important thing; Scrimgeour and he weren't on the same page.
He tried several times to transfer the Aurors to do things for him, but was ruthlessly rejected each time.
This is also why Fudge expanded the size of the batting lineup during his tenure.
But on the other hand, even though the number of hitters has increased, where else can you find something as appealing as the Auror?
After listening to Sean's words, Fudge remained silent for a while.
He weighed Sean's suggestion in his mind, considering the various consequences it might bring.
Finally, he slowly nodded. "Phillips, indeed, this is a very good opportunity to serve the British wizards."
The cautious Fudge never left anyone with any leverage, but anyone with a brain would understand what he meant. "Minister, I understand," Sean said, indicating his understanding. "I will serve the British wizards better."
Fudge nodded in satisfaction. "Very good, Phillips. I will inform Amelia to involve you in this operation. I have faith in your abilities. Remember, you must not disappoint the fearful British wizarding community." He emphasized the last part of his sentence. "Go, get started."
Sean stood up, gave Fudge an impeccable bow, and then turned to leave the office. Just then,
Then Fudge said again, "Oh, right, Phillips."
Sean stopped and turned to face Fudge, waiting for him to say something next.
"Please deliver these two documents to the Public Press Office and the Department of Mysteries at the Ministry of Magic, respectively."
Sean took the two documents Fudge handed him. They were sealed tightly and contained nothing but markings indicating the corresponding departments to which they were to be sent, clearly for confidentiality reasons.
He nodded to indicate that he understood, and then left Fudge's office.
The Ministry of Magic's Public Press Office is located on the third floor.
When Sean arrived at the third floor, he found that the situation there was the same as on the second floor: just as chaotic.
Busy wizards hurried about, almost everyone discussing the events of the morning, and a tense and busy atmosphere permeated the air.
However, this also made it easier for Sean to find people.
Guided by several wizards, he successfully handed the document to the head of the public press office.
He secretly guessed that the document was likely related to the official statement that the Ministry of Magic would release regarding the incident.
It was nothing more than the same old platitudes: reminding wizards to be more vigilant about safety, and stating that the Ministry of Magic would spare no effort in investigating and resolving the case—the usual clichés.
The Department of Mysteries is quite far from the Public Information Service.
It is located on the penultimate floor, the ninth floor, of the Ministry of Magic.
With a creaking elevator, Sean finally arrived at the department.
The Department of Mysteries is shrouded in mystery to outsiders; the same is true for the employees of the Ministry of Magic.
This department is responsible for classified research, and most of its work is carried out under absolute secrecy. As a result, only a small number of wizards within the Ministry of Magic know exactly what this department does.
Due to its highly confidential nature, the department is granted a great deal of independence and is the only department in the entire Ministry of Magic that does not need to report to the Division for the Enforcement of Magical Laws.
Even the Minister of Magic has virtually no authority over the normal operation of the ministry.
According to what Sean knows, the fifteenth minister attempted to close the department, but was ignored by the Unspeakable.
When Sean stood at the entrance to the Department of Mysteries, he found that it was completely different from what he had imagined.
He was surrounded by bare black tiled walls, with no windows or doors, except for a pure black door at the end of the corridor leading to the next location. The torches around him emitted a blue-white light, and there was a short flight of stairs to his left.
If Sean wasn't mistaken, that was the only passage to the tenth floor.
The tenth floor is the Wizengamot Trial Chamber.
For some reason, Sean felt a strange sense of familiarity looking at these steps...