The arrangement of the office areas in the new Ministry of Magic building in Spiral Town basically continues the original distribution pattern in the London underground.
Although many old employees of the Ministry of Magic secretly left and took refuge during the previous attack, so many departments are currently temporarily suspended. However, after temporarily assigning several department members who were not very important during the war to other offices to supplement the work, the work of the Ministry of Magic was barely able to resume operation.
Of course, the situation is definitely not good.
Maka followed Jaden, who hurriedly wandered around the town, and finally found her back-office clerk, Jayden, walking in the somewhat empty building and walking up the spiral staircase.
It can be seen that since the magic elevator is not open yet, the few Ministry of Magic members who go up and down the stairs basically rely on brooms to fly in the middle for convenience.
Because the main part of this building is a "back"-shaped building, with offices around it, the middle is completely empty starting from the lobby and going up. Therefore, when the magic elevator is not available, it is indeed very convenient to fly.
"Jaden, don't we use broomsticks?"
After Maka asked, Jayden, who was walking in front, immediately turned around and said apologetically:
"I'm sorry, Mr. McClane! I'm really sorry... In fact, I seem to be born with flying magical tools such as broomsticks. When I was still in school at Hogwarts, I tried five times in flying lessons, and the result was All five times I fell and suffered fractures... So, from then on, I decided not to ride a broom."
"Oh, so miserable?"
After Maka heard this, she immediately shook her head in confusion.
"I thought there was some special reason why you asked me to follow you up the stairs... Well, but then again, your reason seems to be special enough!"
With that said, Maka suddenly waved her hand and took the other party flying up the spiral staircase.
Then, with the roar of Jayden, who was completely unaccustomed to flying, he rushed to the top of the building like a firebolt.
In just the blink of an eye, Maka landed on the top corridor, and then casually placed Jayden, whose legs were like spaghetti, back on the ground.
"You can rest here for a while! I can just go to the minister's office by myself."
Having said that, Maka stopped caring about Jayden, who described his common fear of heights in an extremely subtle way, and walked straight towards the office of the Minister of Magic, which was not far away.
"Dong dong."
"who!"
Hearing Scrimgeour's voice shouting out immediately after the knock on the door, Macca nodded secretly with understanding.
Originally, he had some doubts about the reason why the other party called him so urgently. Now that he heard the other party shouting like this, he could roughly determine why Scrimgeour wanted to come to him.
So, Maka didn't answer anymore, but opened the office door with a wave of her backhand.
"Ah! Who—"
In Scrimgeour's inexplicable low voice mixed with fear, Maka walked in from the door step by step, and then closed the door again.
"Didn't you ask me to come yourself? Who else could it be? Haierbo?"
"Oh, McClain... don't, don't, don't mention that name here, okay... Don't you say that ancient wizards were very good at name magic? If you say his name here, will you give him away? Have you invited me?"
Looking at Scrimgeour's uneasy look, Maka couldn't help but said expressionlessly:
"Yes, I'll probably be here soon."
"Then what should we do? What should we do... hide... no, hiding is useless..."
After hearing what Maka said, Scrimgeour immediately became a mess, standing up and doing it again. At first he wanted to find a place to hide, but soon gave up. He just held the wand in his hand tightly and looked in the direction of the door with a livid face.
Maka looked annoyed and amused, so she simply sat down on his desk, then reached out and grabbed his wand, throwing it on the table.
"Okay, don't bother...even if Haierbo comes, do you still think that he will come in through the door honestly?"
After a short pause, he sat on the table and sighed:
"Mr. Scrimgeour, tell me! You suddenly came to me this time...are you planning to resign and stop being the Minister of Magic?"
"Eh?" Scrimgeour, who had just come back to his senses, said in surprise, "How do you know?"
To be honest, Maka originally thought that Scrimgeour was a relatively stable type, because he usually didn't talk much, and he usually didn't like to talk nonsense.
But now it seems that too much pressure can also cause drastic changes in people's personalities.
Scrimgeour, who had an average ability to coordinate the overall situation, could be said to be savoring his own powerlessness all the time amid such a catastrophe.
But he is the Minister of Magic after all. Even in terms of various combat and evacuation matters, Lupine and Kingsley have already helped him share most of the burden. However, there are still many matters within the Ministry of Magic that need to be coordinated and handled by him and the staff of the Minister's Logistics Office.
The chaos of the recent period, as well as the large-scale move out of London, have really accumulated a huge amount of physical fatigue and mental pressure on him.
To this day, Scrimgeour, who looks tough on the outside but is actually not strong on the inside, is on the verge of collapse to be honest.
As for Scrimgeour's personal situation, Maka could see it clearly from the commotion just now.
"Let's talk first! I will definitely not take over the position of 'Minister of Magic'." Maka was talking. When she saw the other party was about to say something, she immediately waved her hand to stop him from speaking, "But, you If it's really irrelevant, it's not impossible... I'll let Kingsley take over for you... "
"But you have to remember that once you step down voluntarily, you will never be able to sit in this position again!"
"No, no, I don't want it anymore. I don't want any honor or power... I have clearly realized that with my little ability, I will never be able to sit on this chair."
"Fine!"
Hearing this, Maka could only shrug and said:
"Go and call Kingsley over! Although I think there should be no problem with him taking over, I still have to listen to his own opinion. After all, this is considered taking office in a critical situation, and he should have his own The right to choose.”
Hearing what Maka said, Scrimgeour didn't have any objections, so he immediately ran out to the back office next door and sent someone to find Kingsley.
"Well..." Maka sat on the minister's desk, but couldn't help but look at the open door and shook her head, "But if I have to say it, at this time, it doesn't seem to make any difference whether I change people..."