Chapter 375: International Confederation of Wizards

The International Confederation of Wizards, an international magical organization founded in France by Pierre Bonacord, aims to promote international cooperation in the magical world, and its function is equivalent to the United Nations of the magical world.

This organization seemed to have little presence, after all, it was difficult for young wizards to come into contact with it. Together with the Wizengamot, it became a high-level organization that young wizards faintly knew about but didn't know much about.

Now, this mysterious organization had come to the door.

They met in a special room in the castle, and on the door of the room was written "Special Meeting Hall."

When entering the room, Sean suddenly realized a problem, and he said in a very, very low voice:

"Professor Taila, I don't seem to see any..."

"Silly child,"

Professor Taila was still in a joyful state, so she said in a light tone:

"No such silly Ministry of Magic organization? Or no such meddlesome International Confederation of Wizards members?

If you are worried that the International Alchemy Assembly will be defined as an illegal gathering, why not worry that we consider the Ministry of Magic an illegal organization... If I say, Wajadu once went to war with the African Magic Confederation, and—won?"

Seeing Sean's shocked look, Professor Taila shook her head. Her disciple clearly had the potential to subvert the entire magical world, yet he couldn't see a trace of ambition.

But in another aspect, a more lofty aspect... he was truly ambitious.

This made Professor Taila even more gratified.

As they talked, they entered the room.

Sean followed behind the two professors, looking at this place.

This was a small room on the west side of the castle, narrow but warm.

The four walls were filled with bookshelves reaching the ceiling, and the books that couldn't fit were spreading on the floor like they had life. In the center of the room, an ancient stone fireplace was burning with a cheerful fire, crackling, and the leaping firelight shone on the old carpet by the stove.

The only window was a long, narrow arch, embedded in the thick stone wall. Outside the window, the castle night was windy and rainy. Occasionally a gust of wind rolled over, blowing the ancient window, but the room was unaffected, appearing quiet and safe.

Three well-dressed wizards seemed to have been waiting here for a long time, and they even waited a bit confusedly.

"Master Taila,"

A wizard in the middle wearing a black, stiff robe spoke,

"Please allow me to ask, are there no patent applications from the young geniuses of this session?"

Professor Taila's smile seemed even brighter.

"Wait a moment, August, perhaps they are also waiting..."

The male wizard called August had sharp eyes instantly. His fiery gaze swept over everyone, stayed on Professor Maige for a second, and then looked straight at Sean behind the two.

"Too young, such a young Gold Award... young and promising, truly young and promising..."

He rushed over and reached out his hand,

"Vice President of the International Confederation of Wizards, current Director of the Department of Education, Riley August, sincerely thank you for your contribution to the magical world."

Sean's extended hand was shaken violently, and he fully felt the enthusiasm of this Director of the Department of Education.

"Mr. August, is it, too impolite?"

A slightly younger witch beside him frowned. She was a member of the Auror Department and could not fully understand Riley August's behavior.

Ten minutes later.

"Mr. Green, please consider, five hundred Galleons, one—"

She quoted eagerly. What did she hear?

Hinkypunks that can identify good and evil and automatically find the way, Bowtruckles that can perfectly hide their figures, and those damn dragons, as well as subsequent unimaginable extended products...

After today, sky-high quotes will surround this alchemist, especially those damn elderly alchemists, and what quotes can they not offer?!

Riley August looked at his dear Deputy Head of the Auror Department with a strange expression. He fully understood this Auror's mood.

As an Auror active on the front line, she understood too well the huge role of this silent identification ability and concealment ability.

As long as the sales channel is opened, no Auror would refuse to exchange three months' salary for a guarantee of survival.

"Dear Auri Mitchell, you are impolite."

August stopped Auri's behavior. In the alchemy world, asking questions to a disciple over the teacher's head is an extremely rude behavior.

This is the place in the entire magical world that protects its own the most. If you dare to show any threat to an old alchemist's disciple, the old wizard who is half-buried in the earth doesn't mind fighting you to the death.

And unfortunately, given them a certain amount of time, you have no idea what kind of alchemical creation you will face from an old wizard.

"Sorry."

Auri lowered her head slightly, but her eyes were full of unwillingness.

The heavy rain outside the window tapped on the window, and after not too long a time,

Sean followed the professors out of the room.

Riley August finally only negotiated an ethereal promise with the professor—when the Auror Department wants to apply for a quota of Fairy Tale Biscuits, there is an inquiry opportunity every six months.

Only then did Sean realize what kind of monstrous waves the Fairy Tale Biscuits would set off in the magical world.

"Noticed it?"

Professor Taila took Sean, watching the little wizard's expression change, revealing a subtle look.

"Rumors are the things wizards can't master the most. What comes with reputation must be endless trouble. My disciple, you should learn to find a spokesperson for yourself."

After politely declining Professor Taila's recommendation, Sean sat on the chair in the spacious and cozy little room.

When the banquet passed, those hidden rooms disappeared, and instead, some separate rooms with a very alchemist style appeared. ===== CHAPTER 376 =====