In the hot summer, on August 1st, almost all the European Ministers of Magic came to England with a few escorts.
As Crouch's first invitation after taking office, as long as they are a normal person, they will not refuse.
If it did, it would really be a slap in the face of the British Ministry of Magic.
Moreover, these countries are also very curious about the big event that can make Crouch such big moves.
So there is such a strange scene on the streets of London.
In a dilapidated phone booth, from time to time, elites in suits walked in and disappeared.
Occasionally, Muggles noticed what happened here. They were also cleaned up by the wizards on duty nearby, who cast Memory Charm.
Today is such a big day, and Crouch does not dare to neglect it. At this time, inside and outside the Ministry of Magic, many Aurors are patrolling.
It can be said with certainty that if something happened to these people today, then the whole of England would become the target of public criticism and even trigger a wizarding stand.
"Eustaff!"
A wizard stopped and looked back at the man who stopped him.
When he saw the gray-haired old wizard who was wearing a burgundy suit, an unexpected look appeared on his face.
"Mr. Leno, I didn't expect you to come."
This wizard named Leno is the French Minister of Magic, and Eustaff is the Russian Minister of Magic.
"Hahaha, you can come. Why can't I come?"
Leno walked up to Eustaff and wanted to give a warm hug but was ruthlessly rejected. Eustaff just shook his hand formulaically.
"Mr. Leno, I can't get used to the passion and romance of your country."
Leno didn't care either if he really had such a good relationship with this man. His gesture was just to prepare for the next cliché.
Sure enough, after a few formulaic greetings, Leno asked calmly.
"I heard that the personnel of your country arrived in England yesterday. How is it? Have you heard any news?"
Eustaff sighed and shook his head.
"Although we arrived yesterday, we haven't seen Crouch yet and don't know what he wants to do."
Leno frowned, thinking about the truth of what he said. Still, after observing Eustaff's expression for a while, he knew that Eustaff did not lie.
Recent England is a bit weird, especially the shadow of Grindelwald, which makes him has to be vigilant.
After thinking for a long time without thinking of any clues, Leno had no choice but to walk into today's conference room with Eustaff.
The two came relatively early. At this time, only a few people were in the huge conference room. As the host, Crouch was naturally here.
In addition to him, ministers from several small Eastern European countries also arrived.
And the most eye-catching are the two young people sitting next to Crouch who are chatting.
One of them was wearing an Auror uniform with a prominent scar on his forehead, and it was Harry.
The other is naturally Alvin.
Harry had recently received special Auror training at the Ministry of Magic. Because of his relationship with Alvin, Crouch gave him a lot of special care.
After only ten days of not seeing each other, Harry has a resolute temperament and obviously has gained a lot.
At this time, he was chatting with Alvin about his experience during this period, and he couldn't stop ecstatic when he talked about the wonderful things.
"The dark wizard saw us approaching the door and subconsciously wanted to attack. I..."
"Mr. Gaunt!"
A voice interrupted their conversation, and Leno walked over to the two with a serious face.
"You are?"
Alvin was a little puzzled. He didn't know the old man.
"I'm the French Minister of Magic, Leno Dorian, and I have a few more questions to ask."
Leno first reported his name and then looked at Alvin with scrutiny.
Alvin also suddenly realized that this was France's newly appointed Minister of Magic.
As for the one he met at the Alchemy Summit before, he has already retired automatically after his term of office.
"I don't know if Minister Leno has anything to do with me?" He didn't know what intersection he had with this person and looked at him with this kind of eyes as soon as he came up.
Although he was upset, he didn't show it. He still had patience.
"I would like to ask what is the relationship between you and Grindelwald and why he would support you against Dumbledore."
"Also, why do you want to cooperate with him? Don't you know the monstrous deeds he has committed?"
His tone became extremely severe when he said the last sentence, expressing strong dissatisfaction.
The smile on Alvin's face subsided. Who did he think he was?
Alvin has always had a good impression of France. Whether it is Nico or Fleur, they have an unusual relationship with him.
Even Madame Maxime took good care of him.
But today, as if he was interrogating a prisoner, Leno's arrogant and arrogant attitude thoroughly angered Alvin.
Crouch and Harry, who were on the side, were a little frightened when they heard it and took two steps back silently so as not to be stained with blood in a while.
How dare he? Harry has never seen anyone dare to speak to Alvin in such a tone. Even Fudge was polite to Alvin before.
Really ignorant.
"I don't seem obliged to answer you, Mr. Minister."
Alvin tapped his fingers on the table and said casually.
The ticking sound was particularly clear in the empty room.
Along with his movements, a palpitating feeling shrouded Leno and several Aurors.
They seemed to be strangled by a pair of invisible hands, making breathing difficult.
Several Aurors struggled to draw their wands, but it was a luxury for them to move their fingers because they couldn't breathe now.
In Leno's eyes, Alvin's figure became taller and taller, and he was as small as an ant in the ground...