In Barty Crouch's office, Creswell was asking Cuthbert for some instructions on his work during this period, but he obviously didn't realize that Cuthbert didn't want to be disturbed at this time. It seems that there is something important to discuss with Ludo Bagman of the Department of Magical Games and Sports.
Mr. Crouch was sitting behind his desk, looking through the 'security plan' submitted by Hogwarts.
To be honest, Batty was not satisfied with the security plan Amosta had produced, let alone its contents. If his subordinates had sent him a report in a messy format for him to review, he might have been furious. , now, the reason why he could patiently endure the incorrect grammatical sentences and typos in the report was simply because the report had the signature of Albus Dumbledore, and in addition, Amosta Brain himself had a special status.
Not to mention that the Director of the Student Safety Office of Hogwarts - Amosta Braine himself is a hero who exterminated werewolves in the eyes of many residents of the British wizarding community. Moreover, he is also a popular person in the eyes of the minister, not to mention , he has a close relationship with some people in the ministry.
If word got out about being rashly hostile to him, it might be misunderstood that he wanted to start a fight. This is unwise at a time when his position is not yet secure.
"There are a lot of things that need to be revised."
Ten minutes later, Barty Crouch said expressionlessly. He threw the plan submitted by Amosta on the table, hoping to let the young man opposite know that he had sent it with a possibly rude gesture. It's just a bunch of 'junk'.
"Time is tight, and it is indeed difficult to make it perfect, but fortunately, we still have time to make revisions."
Amosta understood Crouch's dissatisfaction, but he did not feel dissatisfied. He just smiled and said,
"Speaking of which, so far, Principal Dumbledore has only told me that I need to prepare a safety plan and read it over to the competition review committee under the International Federation of Wizards. But... what are the specific regulations?"
"We must submit Hogwarts's 'safety plan' to the competition review committee on time at eight o'clock in the morning three days later. At that time, the venue will be closed, and representatives of the three schools will dictate their respective plans to the review committee. plan and accept consultation.
The committee will fully evaluate whether the safety plan can effectively ensure the safety of the young wizards participating in the event. The eleven committee members will decide the organizer of the Triwizard Tournament through voting after the consultation.
After that, we need to conduct a series of meetings to discuss the details of the event, for example, the specific time of each event, for example, the life and study of the visiting little wizards from the two schools during the event, for example, how to win the final Many details of the winner's reward are waiting to be finalized, which will probably take one to two months. "
The moment Amosta asked the question, Old Barty wanted to yell at Amosta Brain to get out of his office, and then rush into Hogwarts to catch Dumbledore and question him. Whether he knew the value of this event and the honor it represented, he finally restrained himself and gave Amosta a general introduction to the regulations in a calm tone.
"Eight o'clock in the morning three days from now?"
Amosta's brows moved.
"There seems to be plenty of time, so why do we need to rush to Paris today?"
"The purpose of the Triwizard Tournament is to enhance mutual understanding. Tonight, the Federation will hold an internal cocktail party, which must be attended by representatives of the Ministry of Magic and schools from the three countries."
After saying this, Barty Crouch glanced at the clock on the wall. Then, he stood up and straightened the collar of his suit.
"It's time for us to go, Ludo - and Dirk, you didn't know about Cuthbert's leave just today, right? Why didn't you figure out those issues as soon as possible?"
"Things are always changing, Mr. Crouch."
Cresway said unhappily,
"Like last night, who could have predicted that a heavy rain would cause us such trouble?"
After learning that the collapsed stadium had sent a dozen scaffolders to St. Mungo's, Old Batty's face suddenly turned livid. This was no small matter, not to mention that the families of these employees did not receive sufficient amounts of money. Galen will not let the ministry go, and the Daily Prophet's reports are enough to make the ministry drink.
If he didn't have to go to Paris now, then he would definitely have to discuss the aftermath with Connelly and Dolores.
"Go quickly--"
Barty Crouch ordered everyone in a stiff tone,
"Get away while I can."
Traveling through the fireplace feels like being put into a violently turbulent sieve. For a wizard like Amosta who can quickly change directions through phantom in battle, or for a wizard like Ba For a wizard like Ty Crouch who often needs to visit foreign ministries of magic or negotiate foreign trade orders, there is nothing uncomfortable.
But that would be bad enough for Ludo or the young Cuthbert.
Both of them rushed out of the fireplace and threw themselves on the ground. Cuthbert vomited all over the brightly colored wool carpet with no traces of splicing, causing the waiter in charge of ushering him into the luxuriously decorated room. His brows furrowed.
"Oh - I'm starting to doubt my choice, Ludo -"
Cuthbert, who had suffered a terrible crime, got up panting and said feebly,
"This is worse than Muggle transportation!"
"Trust me, Cuthbert--"
After all, he has the foundation of an athlete. Ludo recovered first. He rubbed his slightly fat belly with a look of reminiscence.
"Muggle transportation. Oh, I tried it once when I was playing a game and it was a nightmare!"
After leaving the reception room, Cuthbert carried his suitcase, said a hasty farewell to them and left. It seemed that he couldn't wait for his vacation.
Now, they were in the front lobby of the hotel. The sound of gurgling water outside the hotel attracted Amosta's attention. He turned to look at the landmark building in Paris, the giant Eiffel Tower, illuminated by the rising sun. Below, there is a golden light.
Amosta withdrew his gaze and looked at the hotel he was in with a slightly strange look.
Paris - This city is not familiar to Amosta, but it is certainly not unfamiliar either, but he has indeed never heard of such a hotel.
The decoration of the hotel has a strong 'fairy style'.
In the middle of the circular hall is a huge marble pillar that supports the main body of the hotel. Amosta is not particularly well versed in history, but he can still recognize it. The relief carved on the pillar is from 1612, during the Goblin Rebellion, and The scene of the wizard's battle. Of course, for the goblins, this is a 'holy war', but unfortunately, it does not end well.
The wall that welcomes guests is a stone wall that goes straight to the ceiling. Many niches have been carved out of the rough stone wall, which contain alchemical creations from prosperous magical civilizations from all over the world. Of course, the methods for creating these precious magic props They are all fairies.
There are also tons of details that show that the owner behind this magnificent hotel is a goblin.
“I was shocked when I came here for the first time!”
For a while before, Ludo Bagman was discussing things with Cuthbert. Now, he finally took the time to communicate with Amosta.
As the head of a department in the Ministry of Magic, whether it is Barty Crouch or Amelia Bones, when you communicate with them, you can easily sense the 'superior's spirit' from their words and deeds. majesty'.
But Ludo Bagman is definitely a little different.
Crouch went to check in. Ludo noticed that Amosta was looking at the furnishings of the hotel. He jumped over and directly hugged Amosta's shoulders and said with a smile,
"Those greedy goblins refused to let go of any opportunity to make big money. They built a hotel specifically to serve wizards who came to the International Federation of Wizards, and they donated a sum of money to the French Ministry of Magic, so , this hotel is also a designated hotel for the French Ministry of Magic to entertain distinguished guests.”
Ludo Bagman smacked his lips and said, but then he changed the subject and stared at Amosta with interest.
"I thought I heard you guys discussing the 'security plan' in Batty's office. How about it? Is Batty full of complaints?"
(End of chapter)
