"Merlin, come here quickly!"

Dumbledore waved his hand quickly after seeing Merlin.

Then he introduced him to several people from the Ministry of Magic sitting in the room.

"Minister Fudge, Mr. Scrimgeour, and all the gentlemen, hello!"

Merlin greeted everyone in the Ministry of Magic earnestly.

""Uh, hello!"

Scrimgeour stood there in a daze, not knowing how to finish his heroic words.

The people from the Ministry of Magic in the room all stared at Merlin with wide eyes, unable to believe that the person who could invent such glasses was actually this freshman.

The point is, with such an outstanding appearance, how could he have such a genius~ talent?

"Merlin's beard, this is so unfair-！"

"Indeed, could this guy be the biological son of the God of Magic?"

"Compared to this, I would rather believe that he is Dumbledore's grandson."

"Or maybe Nicolas Flamel's grandson."

……

Everyone in the Ministry of Magic was discussing in a low voice.

Merlin's face darkened as he listened.

It can only be said that there is too little entertainment in the magic world. Everyone has nothing to do and likes to eat melons.

Since he invented the magic detection glasses, he has heard a lot of such remarks.

Forty-three people said that he was the grandson of Dumbledore.

Another twenty-seven people said that he was the grandson of Nicolas Flamel.

The most outrageous thing was that eleven people said that he was the great-great-great-grandson of Merlin.

Merlin wanted to laugh when he heard it.

What are the identities of these people?

If he had this background, he would be a third-generation magician in the magic world.

How could he go to school? He would have gone to enjoy life long ago.

However, he could also solve these people.

After all, his identity and experience were indeed a bit outrageous.

It was normal for others to doubt him.

He was not a grudge-bearing person, but he silently cast the tickling curse on these people when he passed by.

It doesn't matter if the curse is not solved, as long as it itches for four or five days, it will return to normal.

But now in front of Dumbledore and McGonagall, Merlin was embarrassed to do it directly.

I could only laugh awkwardly and ask Fudge again about his purpose and change the subject.

"That's right, Mr. Merlin.……"

Talking about business, Fudge sat up straight and became serious.

Then he talked about patent authorization and Ministry of Magic procurement.

In short, there are two things.

First, Merlin is not an adult and cannot hold a complete patent authorization letter by himself. He must find a trustworthy adult wizard to hold it on his behalf.

Second, the current glasses are not accurate enough. The Auror Office hopes to have glasses that can more accurately measure the strength of criminal wizards.

Of course, there may be a third one now.

Merlin must prove that this pair of glasses is his original alchemical work.

Scrimgeour stared at Merlin seriously.

After a while, he shook his head and squatted down.

"To be honest, I don't believe you can invent this thing, but they all say you invented it. How can I believe you?"

"Ah……"

Mo Lin snorted and was too lazy to talk.

This was an obvious self-proving scam. As long as he agreed to prove himself, no matter what, others would think that he had a problem.

The most classic example was Liu Zi who ate a bowl of rice but was slandered as having two bowls of noodles.

Of course, he would never do such a thing.

He asked Scrimgeour directly, how could they believe that he made the glasses?

"this……"

Scrimgeour fell silent and turned to look at Fudge.

Fudge looked at Dumbledore and then at Scrimgeour, shrugging slightly to indicate that he would solve the problem himself.

Dumbledore and McGonagall stood behind Merlin and patted him on the shoulder gently as encouragement.

"Don't worry, Merlin, as long as you don't want to, no one can force you to do anything."

McGonagall reminded in a low voice.

Merlin nodded and thanked him. Looking at the people in the Ministry of Magic, he suddenly had a bold idea.

He remembered that Fudge was quite good at the beginning in the original book. He would even come to ask Dumbledore for advice when he had questions.

But later on, he didn't know what happened, and his brain was missing a thread. He would rather accept the goodwill of the pure-blood family than believe Dumbledore's words. It was not until Voldemort returned in a high-profile manner and was driven off the stage that he realized what he had done wrong.

If you look at it this way, now seems to be the time in Fudge's life when he listens to Dumbledore the most?

If he can influence Fudge and change his mind, can he indirectly influence the entire wizarding world?

""Hiss, it seems to work!"

Merlin's eyes moved, and he decided to give it a try.

While thinking, Scrimgeour pinched his throat and spoke

"So, Mr. Merlin, if you can produce the glasses we need, we will recognize your identity as an alchemist and agree to purchase them."

"I will also personally recommend you to join the Daiying Alchemist Association."

"However, our time is tight, so I hope you can finish it within a month.……"

"Wait, are you talking about this?"

Merlin took out the same pair of sunglasses as Cedric and placed them on the table.

He waved his wand and a breeze pushed the glasses to stop in front of Scrimgeour.

"Perfect control of magic! Merlin, five points for Hufflepuff!"

Dumbledore smiled slightly, backing up his approach with his actions.

Scrimgeour's eyes twitched, and without saying anything else, he snorted and put on his glasses.

The next second, he opened his mouth as if he had seen a ghost.

He took off his glasses, put them back on, looked around, swallowed his saliva, and stared at Dumbledore.

"This... Merlin's beard! Professor, how did you do that?"

""What's going on?"

Fudge lowered his voice, very dissatisfied with Scrimgeour's performance.

He actually questioned Dumbledore in front of him.

You know, more than half of the staff of the Ministry of Magic are students of Hogwarts.

If this news spreads, he doesn't even dare to think about how he will be treated.

"No, Mr. Minister, I think you can see it for yourself!"

Scrimgeour handed over the goggles.

Fudge put them on half-believingly, and then showed the same dull expression as Scrimgeour.

"This... Merlin's beard! How is this possible!" (To read the most exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

"Professor, you……"

"When you get older, you always have more experience, right?"

Dumbledore smiled and picked up the candy on the table.

"Of course, it could also be because I eat too many sweets, don’t you think, Fudge?"

"Huh? Ah! Of course!"[]

Fudge and Scrimgeour nodded repeatedly.

Although it was only for a moment, the magic power of Dumbledore they saw in the lenses was displayed as a deep black.

They knew how this pair of glasses classified the strength of wizards.

Black means a power that is impossible to defeat.

So, after just one look, they had no other thoughts.

Although the magic world has its own set of rules, for the truly strong, the rules are meant to be broken.

The former Dark Lord could make the magic world restless.

Dumbledore can do the same.

The two twitched their mouths and had no other thoughts.

After looking at each other, they quickly decided on the amount and ordered 800 pairs of glasses at the price of seven Galleons per pair.

Then they talked about recommending Merlin to join the British Alchemy Association.

"I want my students to be treated appropriately, by the way……"

Dumbledore was silent for two seconds, and his expression seemed to be smiling.

"Forget about the Alchemist Association. My friend has already applied for another association for Mo Lin. I think you should have heard of it. 0Please give me flowers

"International Alchemy Association?"

Fudge asked tentatively.

"No, it's the Merlin Alchemy Club."

Dumbledore said with a smile.

Scrimgeour beside him smiled bitterly, knowing that he had really made a mistake this time.

The International Alchemy Association is an association established by a group of wizards with the highest alchemy skills in the world. Every few years, they would exchange the latest alchemy results.

For ordinary wizards, this is the highest level of alchemist association they can access.

But they, the staff of the Ministry of Magic, know that the International Alchemy Association can only be regarded as a place for first-class alchemists to communicate.

The real top alchemists are in the Merlin Alchemy Club. Those who can enter this club are all top wizards from all over the world.

The well-known ones are Ignatius Smith, who invented Floo Powder.

Nicolas Flamel, who invented the Philosopher's Stone.

Leonardo King, who invented the Time Converter.

……

In short, the alchemists who can enter this club have at least changed the magic world.

They can leave a page in the history of magic course, and even publish a book in the alchemy course.

"Professor, are you serious?"

Fudge shook his head, his cheeks trembling, and he couldn't believe what Dumbledore said.

If Merlin is qualified to join the Merlin Alchemy Club at his age now, then what are all these years for?

A Muggle?

"Well, I don't have any problem with Mr. Merlin. Maybe those who enter Nick Alchemy Club are... at least, I don't see what's wrong with these glasses.���Special"

"Of course not these glasses."

Dumbledore shook his head.

"Compared to Mo Lin's other invention, this pair of glasses is like a drop of dragon blood from a fire dragon."

"Merlin's beard!"

"Professor, may I ask what it is?"

"Not for now, but it should be possible once the members of Merlin Alchemy Club pass the verification. I believe this process will be very quick."

Everyone in the Ministry of Magic was dumbfounded.

They couldn't imagine that Merlin could invent anything more powerful than these glasses.

But judging by what Dumbledore said, it was definitely true.

The eyes they looked at Merlin were full of respect and courtesy.

"Mr. Merlin, that was an eye-opening day for me. I hope to see your alchemy results soon."

"If you need to apply for a patent, just write an email to tell me and I will personally handle it for you."

"Mr. Merlin, if you need any loan, I can contact Gringotts to guarantee it for you!"

"Goodbye, Mr. Merlin!"

……

It was not until the last guest left that

Merlin sighed. Sure enough, the magic world is no different.

Especially the people in the Ministry of Magic, who are masters at adapting to the situation.

When he came, they still suspected that he was Dumbledore's illegitimate son.

Now, everyone is respecting Mr. Merlin.

However, even respect cannot change his previous thoughts.

When shaking hands, he secretly cast a tickling spell on the person who just suspected him.

He also used hidden skills to control the outbreak time to prevent them from suspecting him.

After dealing with these, he looked at Dumbledore.

"Professor, thank you!"

He just felt Dumbledore releasing magic to intimidate the two.

Although he was a student of Hogwarts, Dumbledore and McGonagall treated him more seriously than they did students.

Dumbledore was also a little surprised.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Merlin.

"Do you feel the magic I'm releasing?"