Chapter 851

He had thought this house-elf was Dobby!

"I know Dobby, Dobby was kicked out by his master, he talks about freedom all day long, he is so annoying… I have never seen such a house-elf, and he once betrayed his master, I curse him to a bad end!"

Winky said angrily.

Darren noticed Harry was extremely awkward.

He quickly sat down, not wanting to hear Winky speak anymore.

As time passed, wizards began to enter the box.

The first wizard to enter was an elderly male wizard.

As he was about to enter, he saw Darren.

Then a smile appeared on his face.

"Oh, it's Mr. Darren Potter, right? I am a huge fan of your potion that turns Squibs into wizards, I have some questions I'd like to ask you…"

Darren opened his mouth.

He really wanted to refuse.

He just wanted to sit here quietly and watch the match or sleep.

He didn't want to chat about these things!

But there was no help for it; who told him to be a little Saintly Father.

So Darren began to chat with this wizard at length.

The wizard asked many questions, and Darren answered them meticulously; he kept sighing, fortunate that the system had transmitted this knowledge to him as well.

This made him appear particularly learned and talented.

Of course, he felt this old wizard was testing him.

He didn't seem to have questions to ask; he seemed to be testing whether he was the one who made the potion, because these conversations drew a crowd of onlookers.

Afterward.

It wasn't just the Squib-to-wizard potion being asked about.

Even his special version of the Wolfsbane Potion was being asked about repeatedly.

After Darren answered another question, a voice said, "What are you all gathered here for? Ah, Mr. Kents!"

It was Fudge.

Fudge seemed to have come over aggressively.

But when he saw one of the people turn his head, he was almost startled.

However, when he saw the others turning their heads one after another, this "almost" became real.

He really jumped. He finally saw Darren. A flash of annoyance crossed his eyes.

He seemed to want to curse something.

He felt that he was unlucky every time he met Darren.

But after seeing the person next to Darren, he immediately walked over with a smile.

"My god, President, I didn't expect you to be here too."

President?

President of what association? Darren was surprised for a moment.

But on the surface, he still showed a well-behaved smile.

"Hello, Minister Fudge."

Fudge nodded.

"Oh, it's Fudge! Are we disturbing you by being here? I'm so sorry, we'll leave right now!"

The man called President said modestly.

But Fudge didn't dare let this President leave at all.

He quickly said, "No, no, do you need me to clear out a box specifically for you to discuss academic issues?"

Fudge said obsequiously.

Darren felt quite surprised; Fudge had a side like this? It wasn't just fawning talk.

After hearing the President say there was no need to clear a box, Fudge left decisively.

He even took away many Ministry of Magic employees behind him.

Leaving only these people in the box.

Just to let this President have some peace.

The wizard called President looked at Darren somewhat embarrassedly and said, "Oh, I am the President of the International Confederation of Wizards, so he might be a bit awkward, right?"

Good grief, isn't that just the United Nations of the magical world? This Fudge is too much of a bootlicker, right?

He wasn't even like this to Dumbledore.

"Of course, Darren Potter, my name is Rupert Alman, I am very happy to talk with you, looking forward to our next meeting.

This is an honor given to you by all of us in the Confederation after discussion, thank you for the contribution you have made to the Squib community!"

Rupert Alman gave Darren a key.

Then he got up and left.

Mr. Weasley walked over excitedly.

He looked at the key in Darren's hand and said, "My god, it's the Confederation's seat key, Darren, you have gained their recognition…

Perhaps, next time Fudge… cough, that is, when the Minister wants to be re-elected, or is replaced.

The Minister has to go there to get a stamp, and all members must express unanimous consent, only then is this Minister considered legitimate.

Ministries of Magic from all over the world will go there; any Minister not recognized by them is illegal."

Eh? There's this setting too?

Darren was a bit stunned.

But he still accepted the key.

Looking at Fudge's reaction, this thing should have quite a lot of power.

Maybe it could be of some use.

Darren chuckled softly.

But then he put on a worried expression and said, "Mr. Weasley, if I hold this thing, will it be bad for you? Will Mr. Fudge make things difficult for you?

If it's bad for you, you must say so, I can give this key to you; I have always treated you and your wife as family, if there is really a problem, you must tell me, I don't want to drag anyone else down again!"

【Ding, Saintly Father points +100】

【Ding, Saintly Father points +100】

【Ding, Saintly Father points +100】

【Ding…】