Because halfway through the dinner, two adult wizards who did not belong to any magic school came on the professor’s desk on the auditorium.
Director of the Magical and Sports Department of the Ministry of Magic – Ludo Balmann, Director of the International Magical Cooperation Department – Bati Crouch.
These two people are senior officials at the level of director-level in the British Ministry of Magic, second only to Fudge, who is the minister in the entire magic government’s position system.
The three-strong competition that will officially start today is related to the functions they are responsible for.
The two of them came to Hogwarts tonight like the students of the other two magic schools and were also sitting on the left and right sides of Dumbledore, which did not make it strange how strange it felt to see their professors.
Even some students with a sensitive sense of politics take this for granted.
Sherlock’s position on the platform is not far from Dumbledore in the middle, before Felch filled the empty chair. There is only one Professor McGonagall separated from the two.
Now there are more Demstrong’s principal Kakarov and Sports Director Balmain on his side, so he can still hear the most central people talking about during the dinner.
“Oh, sorry, Batty and I were entangled because of some things in the ministry, and we came a little late.” This was Balmain’s voice.
“It’s not the time to talk about these things.” Dumbledore’s voice was very enthusiastic. “Let me introduce it, although you may have known each other. These two are the principals from Boothbaton and Demstrong, Mrs. Maxim and Professor Kakarov.”
A stereotyped and cold voice sounded, and Sherlock could hear it as soon as he heard it belonged to Barty Crouch, who had just died.
“No need to introduce you. The Trio Championship was held as promised by Ludo and I. What we want to know more is whether that thing can resume work tonight.”
Dumbledore still smiled at his choking tone and words.
“Of course, Barty, although it hasn’t worked for hundreds of years, I believe it can still operate stably.”
Balmain smiled dryly and smoothed out the situation.
“Let’s raise our glasses together and wish you a successful Triumph!”
“Ahh, this is certainly worth a cup.” Dumbledore raised the gold cup in his hand with a smile on his face.
Around him, Mrs. Maxim and Kakarov, who had not spoken much, also raised the cups in their hands.
Finally, Crouch raised the cup together, and the four of them touched it lightly, then drank a glass of cider with a low medium degree.
They areWhile raising the glass, Sherlock, who lowered his head and eavesdropped while cutting the steak with the knife and fork in his hand, couldn’t help but curl his lips. In his heart, he guessed how many of the four people who were touching the cups were ulterior motives.
“When the dinner is over, you come to my office with me.”
After putting a fresh and juicy steak into his mouth, Sherlock turned his head and said to Hilk on his left.
Shilk just turned his head silently and glanced at him without saying anything.
Sherlock’s expression was serious.