On the day of Hermione's inauguration ceremony, The Daily Prophet and the Wizarding World Gazette published special reports.
An entire page was filled with news that Amanda would take charge of Auror training and Hermione's statement that she and the Ministry of Magic department heads would provide a daily work report.
If the former made the citizens of the Wizarding World cheer...
...then the latter made them call it absolutely unbelievable.
Giving a work report and being questioned by the Chief of the Wizengamot? And after drinking Veritaserum?
Doesn't that mean they couldn't have any selfish motives at all? Otherwise, it would definitely be found out.
That's Veritaserum!
But on second thought, this seemed like a really good thing for ordinary citizens.
At least there would never be another person like Fudge who would choose to deceive the entire Wizarding World for his own power.
While the citizens of the Wizarding World expressed their approval and recognition of Hermione's policies...
...the ordinary citizens of the Y Country Muggle World who saw the reports were also in an uproar.
It was one thing for their own side to be subpar, but it was another when a superior comparison group suddenly appeared, creating a sense of disparity.
And now, such a comparison had appeared—not from another country, but from within their own Y Country, just in the Wizarding World.
Many citizens of the Muggle World left comments on their government's official website.
They stated they didn't expect their officials to follow the Ministry of Magic's lead by drinking Veritaserum for year-end reports, but could they at least speed up the processing of matters?
To this, the Muggle World government gave a unified response: everything is being done according to the process.
In other words, if the process isn't finished, everything is in vain.
Even if you're in a desperate hurry, we have to finish the process first.
Those are the rules.
"That's just shameless."
Hermione looked speechlessly at the computer in front of her. After moving into her office, she had immediately received a gift from her partner.
A computer sponsored for every employee of the Ministry of Magic, complete with a self-developed system specifically adapted for their needs.
It perfectly adapted to the work of various departments in the Ministry of Magic. According to Amanda's calculations, it could effectively increase the Ministry of Magic's work efficiency by forty-five percent.
Of course, the prerequisite was that all Ministry of Magic staff had to learn how to use a computer first.
Regarding this, Amanda directly transferred people from her own factory to be responsible for teaching, which was equivalent to after-sales service.
Naturally, a Muggle-born Wizard like Hermione didn't need to learn this.
It was because of this that she could now look at the computer and make this comment on the Muggle World government's response.
"I remember the current Madam Prime Minister of the Muggle World was quite good."
Hermione frowned in confusion. She also remembered that it was this Madam Prime Minister who, not long ago when the British Wizarding World was exposed to the Muggle World...
...had helped them promote publicity and directly snuffed out the source of potential conflict.
"This Madam Prime Minister is indeed good," Amanda said, sitting cross-legged on the sofa in Hermione's office, her whole being exuding laziness and ease. "But there are some things that aren't for her to decide alone."
"The fact that she helped us has already made certain people behind her dissatisfied."
"So her words don't carry much weight now."
From ancient times to the present, looking across the entire world, which leader doesn't have various complex interests intertwined behind them?
The current situation in the British Wizarding World was a complete exception.
Before Hermione even took office, Amanda had already completely dismantled everyone else who might influence her. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for Hermione to have everything go so smoothly.
Those Pure-blood families and the reactionaries of the Wizarding World would have certainly tried to trip her up.
But now, those in the British Wizarding World who might have stood against Hermione had no money.
As for strength, after seeing Amanda directly uproot the Ministry of Magic and then suppress Voldemort...
...they only wanted to say that whatever Minister Granger said goes.
At least Minister Granger only issued orders for them to execute. If they opposed her...
...Amanda might pay them a direct visit, and then they would have no more opinions.
"Regarding the Muggle World, Hermione can talk to the Madam Prime Minister there tonight."
Amanda stood up and gestured for Hermione to look at the documents on the right.
"A document was sent over earlier saying that the Muggle World wanted to have a meeting with Hermione tonight."
"As they should." Hermione nodded. Having just taken office as the Minister for Magic of the British Wizarding World, she certainly had to meet her counterpart first.
"Don't be nervous," Amanda smiled, walking behind Hermione and gently placing her hands on her shoulders. "Trust me, no one will dare to make things difficult for you."
Hermione curled her lips into a smile and reached up to gently touch the hands on her shoulders. "Mhm, with you around, I'll never be made to feel difficult."
"That's because Hermione herself is excellent," Amanda tilted her head and kissed Hermione's cheek. "It's not because of me."
"Oh, come on," Hermione shook her head with a laugh, turning her head to brush her lips against Amanda's. "I know my own situation."
"Without you, I couldn't possibly have become the Minister for Magic now. Even if I did later, I would definitely be hindered by a bunch of people, just like the Madam Prime Minister of the Muggle World."
"You won't be."
Amanda spoke softly, letting go of Hermione's shoulders after a while.
"I'm going to check on those Aurors. These young men and women of the Wizarding World need to have their intensity dialed up."
"Go ahead," Hermione nodded, starting to process documents while planning how to arrange Aurors in the Muggle World. "Don't be too harsh."
"Don't worry."
Amanda waved her hand. She would use healing spells on those Aurors after she was done with them.
Trust her, her healing spells were top-tier professional level. Even the staff at St Mungos Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries might not do as well as her.
No matter how badly those Aurors were injured, as long as they had a breath left, she could make them jump up and be lively immediately, and they could continue training the next day.
Arriving at the door of the Auror office and hearing the noisy chatter inside, Amanda raised her hand to tuck her long hair behind her ear.
Then she gently opened the door, smiled at the Aurors who clearly hadn't reacted yet, and closed the door behind her.
"Now, you have two seconds to draw your wands."
"One, two..."
Amidst a flurry of clumsy movements to draw wands, most of the Aurors hadn't even pulled theirs out before Amanda's spells were already in front of them.
"Stupefy!"
"Your wands are placed so poorly. Is it because you think your wandless magic is peak, or are you so relaxed that you think you won't be attacked at all?"
One Stupefy knocked down a whole string of people. Only then did an Auror draw their wand and chant a Shield Charm to try and block Amanda's spell.
"Expelliarmus!"
Amanda flicked her wand, sending the Auror's wand flying from their hand.
"A weak and powerless Shield Charm. Do you expect to block the Dark Arts of Death Eaters with that?"
"Everyone, if you don't want to be beaten until you're paralyzed on the floor and can't crawl up today, show me your real skills."
As Amanda spoke, the speed of the spells coming from the tip of her wand increased.
The Aurors scrambled to defend against her attacks, one falling and another taking their place.
In this chaos, they didn't even have time to be afraid of the incoming spells. All they could do was react to an attack and defend, react and defend, over and over again.
And they had to listen to Amanda while defending.
But honestly... could the Dark Arts of those Death Eaters really be stronger than this person's Expelliarmus and Stupefy?
A normal Wizard's Expelliarmus shouldn't be able to blow up the floor, and a Stupefy shouldn't be able to hit a whole group at once.
Were these still the Expelliarmus and Stupefy they had learned at Hogwarts? Maybe the Professors who taught them back then had held something back... The Old Aurors were on the verge of tears as they scrambled against Amanda's attacks. Conversely, the newcomers felt they were quite used to it.
After all, they had already experienced this teaching method of Amanda's back at Hogwarts.
Only now did they realize just how much Amanda had been holding back at that time.
Of course, she was definitely holding back now too; otherwise, everyone here combined probably wouldn't last more than a few hits.
Flicking her wand to knock down the last person, Amanda stood in the Auror office filled with "fallen" bodies and critiqued each person's spell-casting technique one by one.
She explained in great detail what was wrong with their pronunciation or gestures and how to improve. She knew everyone's problems by heart and had corresponding rectification plans.
"The above is only part of your problems. I'm giving you a time limit of one day to correct them."
"I will check tomorrow. If you haven't corrected them by then..."
Amanda gave a kind smile. "...then I guarantee you'll feel even more 'refreshed' than today."
After saying this, Amanda bowed slightly to the Aurors, cast a professional healing spell on each of them, and left.
Leaving behind the Aurors lying on the ground, the pain in their bodies indeed vanished with Amanda's healing spells, but why did they always feel... a kind of pain in their hearts that hadn't diminished in the slightest? Was it an illusion?
It must be an illusion!
At the appointed time in the evening, Amanda accompanied Hermione into the fireplace burning with green flames.
A moment later, the two appeared in an office.
The Madam Prime Minister looked up from a pile of documents and rubbed her brow tiredly.
"It's already time. Sorry, Miss Amanda, Minister Granger, I've been a bit dizzy with work."
"It's all right, it's understandable." Hermione shook her head kindly.
"Then let's put aside the pleasantries and formalities." Putting down her pen, the Madam Prime Minister looked at the two girls in front of her.
"What do you need me to do, and what can you do for the Muggle World?"
"It's simple," Hermione smiled and stepped forward, spreading a map in front of the Madam Prime Minister. "The places marked with red dots..."
"We need the Madam Prime Minister to arrange for police or the military to coordinate with our Aurors to guard against Voldemort and the Death Eaters."
The Madam Prime Minister looked at the map in silence for two seconds, then nodded. "I can do that. Thank God, I still have power in this regard."
Hermione smiled politely and added another reminder. "By the way, I need to mention that Voldemort's followers are not just Death Eaters, but also Giants, Werewolves, and Dementors."
"Giants? Werewolves? Dementors?" The Madam Prime Minister had a look of utter disbelief. she truly hadn't expected that Giants and Werewolves, which were always in fairy tales or myths, actually existed.
Not only that, what on earth was a Dementor?
"Yes, you should know what Giants and Werewolves are. Dementors are a special kind of dark creature. They feed on human happiness, and their kiss can directly take away a person's soul, leaving only an empty shell."
"According to our information, the temperature drops abnormally wherever Dementors go. People there will feel they've lost all happiness, leaving only bad memories."
"Furthermore, Muggles cannot see Dementors, so our Aurors will be responsible for dealing with them."
At this point, Hermione turned to look at Amanda. Amanda nodded, stepped forward, and handed an external temperature sensor-like device to the Madam Prime Minister.
"This is an external temperature sensor produced by our magic factory. It's magically enhanced with high sensitivity, and the measurement results are directly connected to the Ministry of Magic's computer system."
"If needed, we can also help connect this to your computer system here."
Computer system... So now even the Wizarding World here has a computer system.
The Madam Prime Minister took the sensor and looked at Hermione with a complex expression.
This Minister Granger was truly both excellent and lucky. It was one thing that she was excellent and capable enough herself.
But to have a supporter like Miss Amanda by her side, who could provide both technical and absolute military support.
If she didn't succeed, who would?
"The external temperature sensor is used to detect the presence of Dementors in an area. A large batch of goods will arrive here tomorrow morning. I hope the Madam Prime Minister can deploy them."
"I'll do my best." The Madam Prime Minister nodded solemnly.
This was a matter concerning the safety of ordinary people's lives. She would naturally do everything at any cost, only hoping that those fellows...
...could refrain from interfering too much, for the sake of the countless lives at stake.
It was fine to hinder her, but they shouldn't make things difficult for the ordinary citizens.
The hour-long conversation soon ended. After Amanda and Hermione said their goodbyes, they returned directly to the Granger Residence via the Floo Network.
Mrs. Granger happened to be coming out of the kitchen with dinner. Seeing her daughter and Amanda return, she gave a gentle smile.
"You're back. Go wash your hands; it's time to eat."
"Okay." ×2
Amanda and Hermione looked at each other and both gave a sweet smile. No matter how much they struggled or played games of power outside, at home, they were always just two children, and nothing more.
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