Chapter 2017 The thickness of the crucible (12)

The convoy arrived at Le Treport at about four o'clock in the afternoon, and this time they were arranged in an Italian-style villa.

The manor is not located on the beach, and many private houses have been built on the beach. This is the first city in Normandy, and it is also a seaside resort. On the other side of the small town, there is also a small town of Merlay on the other side of the sea. This

Both cities are built along chalk cliffs, and the houses are all colorful and look very much in the style of Saint-Donini. Rather than being two cities, it is better to say that they are one city divided into two halves by the Somme River.

The highest point of the town and the most magnificent building is the Saint-Jacques Church. There is also one in Paris, but it only has one tower left. The main body of the church was demolished during the Revolution, but the Saint-Jacques Church here is intact. It stands

On the hillside covered with green vegetation, there is no Gothic slenderness and sharpness, nor Baroque gorgeousness. Their residence is next to the church.

Renaissance-style houses often have no gardens, even the royal palaces in Venice. After simply settling in, the French continued to inspect local factories.

Georgiana did not leave because she received a letter from an owl. The British Minister of Magic would visit in half an hour. Fortunately, there was a relatively spacious living room in this house. Georgiana immediately asked the maids to move it

Set it up and have tea ready and waiting.

After everything was arranged, the attendants guarding the door came to announce the arrival of the guests. She originally wanted them to bring the person in, but then she remembered that one time Napoleon personally sent a person to the door, so she went to the door to greet him.

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Lufkin is a middle-aged woman with chestnut hair, wearing a green witch robe, with a gentle smile on her face. Behind her is Stamp, the director of the Executive Department of the Ministry of Magic, who is wearing a purple coat and a red bow tie.

, her silver-white hair was neatly combed.

"Welcome." She looked at Britain's first female Minister of Magic. Her height could not be seen in the chocolate frog picture. Lufkin seemed to be a little taller than Minerva.

"It's an honor to meet you, Linda." Lufkin said gently, "I've always wanted to meet you."

You'll never know what it's like to meet a famous figure in Hufflepuff history.

Georgiana smirked, "I've always wanted to see you too, let's go in and talk."

She led them into the living room. What she didn't expect was that her female bodyguard, the wayward eldest daughter of the Lestrange family, Carolan, would actually come. In addition to her, there was also a person from the French Ministry of Magic, Georgiana.

I met him at a meeting. His name was Ross Perot. He was not only a Quidditch fan, but he was also in charge of the dragon blood sales business.

She glanced at Lufkin and the others again. They seemed to know about it, but she seemed to be the only one who knew nothing and was kept in the dark.

She wasn't angry, anger wouldn't solve anything, and the problems of Muggle trade were annoying enough.

After everyone was seated, Carolan kicked Matilda and the others out, used magic to make the teapot float in the air, and poured tea for everyone.

This kind of diplomatic situation should be etiquette, but Georgiana chose to sit in a position that made her feel most comfortable. Only in this way could she feel her brain functioning.

"What do you want to talk about? Quidditch or something else?" Georgiana asked in French.

"They hope that we can sell dragon blood to them at a 'fair' price." Ross Perot complained, "They have withdrawn from the International Confederation of Wizards."

"You can join again after you quit. Do you plan to continue this status?" Georgiana asked Lufkin.

"We would be happy to rejoin international organizations," Lufkin said, but Perot didn't seem so appreciative.

"How about we change our thinking? We don't seem to have established a list of tradeable and prohibited goods yet." Georgiana said, "It is precisely because of this that the eggs of Peruvian Venomtooth dragons flowed into Europe, causing the spread of dragon pox."

"What suggestions do you have?" Stamp asked.

"Our respective countries will establish a catalog of prohibited trade and tradable products, and then hold an international meeting for consultation. As for the dragon's blood discount you want, I hope you can let the employees of the fungus culture company assist the French side. I heard that you

Are you planning to cultivate some fungi in the tunnels of the catacombs?" Georgiana asked.

Perrault said nothing.

That spooky place has no sunlight, but it is suitable for fungal cultivation. Georgiana also suggested that Muggles also grow mushrooms underground, which can solve part of the food source problem.

However, the French pure-blood nobles did not know how to do these jobs before. Even though times have changed, they still do not think highly of this job.

"The past is in the past, and the First Consul also believes that the law only applies to the future and has no retroactive effect."

Perrault looked at her confused.

"What does that mean?" Lufkin asked Stamp.

"You should have heard that the French Muggle government has stipulated that the assets of the exiles sold will not be returned." Stamp said, "In addition, when the Jacobins were in power, it stipulated that the ownership of land can only be traced back to the previous three years."

Hundreds of years, if there is no such restriction to trace the origin of history, then..."

"They can leave if they want to leave, and join if they want to join. Do you think this is fair to the magical residents of other countries?" Perrault asked.

"Let's discuss this at the General Assembly and establish a trade standard that is in line with common interests. This will be beneficial to everyone." Georgiana looked at Perot and said, "Trade fairness is also a kind of fairness."

This time Perrault said nothing.

Georgiana looked at Lufkin, who also frowned.

"I hope that the poisonous tentacles will be put on the prohibited trade list." Georgiana said to Lufkin. "Cultivating it by non-professionals may bring disaster. This is also a protection law."

"What about Garuda?" asked Perot.

Lufkin glanced at Stump.

"As a rare and venomous animal, we believe that their numbers and habitat should be restricted in the same way as the Peruvian Viperodon," Stamp said.

"We believe it should be eradicated in Europe because it is an invasive species," Perrault said. "They have also harmed one of our native long-horned water snakes."

"I don't think we can rely on literature to determine that the origin of the horned water snake is Western Europe. As we all know..."

While Stump and Perot were debating, Georgiana glanced at Lufkin, shook her head at her, and silently said the word "no way."

Napoleon would not give up the power of trial. The laws regarding police and public security were enforceable on "everyone" living on French territory, and "no one" was allowed to violate relevant public order and good customs.

The first step in eliminating privileges is to cancel immunity. "Anyone", whether noble or commoner, who accepts public office granted by a foreign government, or serves as a foreign military organizer without government permission, loses his French qualifications. There are many in this world

Stateless persons generally cause conflicts between countries when they appear, so stateless persons who are illegally operating within the territory are often deported unless there is a contracting state behind them.

If the UK intends to accept those Purifiers, then they can compete with the French for the right to judge. Anyway, they have already accepted many French exiled nobles. But the British Ministry of Magic will almost always send the Purifiers to Azkaban, and those who are...

Melons are not suitable for wizard prisons.

This is a nonsense. Using trade to bring Britain back to the Wizarding Federation is troublesome enough, and justice is beyond Georgiana's ability.

As for allowing Britain to hold a Quidditch World Cup, Lufkin still has to lobby for it. The British are very good at lobbying, whether it is building a canal or changing the terms of trade in Ireland.

Come on, England!

Georgiana sighed helplessly, and Lufkin also sighed.
Chapter completed!