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Post by Elric Marwood on Dec 27, 2009 21:51:08 GMT
*He shakes his head.*
I don't want to be dealing with the underlings. I've come straight to the top to get answers.
You're supposed to be in control around here, so where are the results?
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Post by Rufus Scrimgeour on Dec 27, 2009 22:14:36 GMT
I'm sorry, old ears, it sounds almost as if you are questioning the Minister for Magic? I have half a mind to detain you.
*Rufus turns around to look Elric in the eye*
I run this place, I call the shots but i'm not responsible for every Tom, 'man-wand' and Harry Auror in the field - that's the purpose of Law Enforcement. If you have a scheme you want to put forward, I'll listen for your owl, otherwise - good day.
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Post by Elric Marwood on Dec 27, 2009 23:02:13 GMT
*He smiles as the Minister shows some courage.*
Well, looks like you have got the bottle to do something about this mess. For that I can at least respect you.
A scheme? Well. Not as such. I'd just like to see you tighten the bolts around here. Get the incompetents out and have those with an ounce of talent using it.
It is absolutely ridiculous that a ministry worker was murdered within the building not too long ago. Shortly after that another was kidnapped.
I say ridiculous. I mean blazing balls up.
*He stands up from his seat, equalling his level with the minister.*
Now I don't mean this to sound like a threat, but you need to pull your socks up. Else you'll be out of here just like that fool of an ex minister Fudge.
People need confidence restored in the establishment. I just hope you're the man to do it.
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Post by Rufus Scrimgeour on Dec 28, 2009 16:18:51 GMT
Of course I have the bottle.
*Rufues eyes the bottle of dragon scotch, sensing the irony.*
That's why me and my administration was sworn into power. Respect is not something I earn this far up, it's something I demand. Second guess me, Mr Mar-, and I will show you what it's like to be on the risk list. Jobless, that's where you'll be.
*Eyes widen at the relevation Elric brings.*
You're a member of the Wizengamot Elric, not an auror, perhaps you'd like to be transferred? Fight instead of talking?
You a prestigeous member of the wizengamot. That can be subject to change. Your opinions should be kept to yourself. Fudge may not have done what you believed to be right, but the rest of the wizarding world disagree.
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Post by Elric Marwood on Dec 28, 2009 20:29:14 GMT
Oh come now sir, we all know Fudge was dismissed because of his shortcomings as Minister. Nothing against the man, just he wasn't right for the job he was in.
*He begins to pace as he thinks.*
Your proposal intrigues me. I think I will take you up on it.
On the condition that I also remain a member of the Wizengamot as well. Cushty?
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Post by Rufus Scrimgeour on Dec 29, 2009 13:16:43 GMT
Cornelius Fudge resigned, he was not dismissed. Check his file.
*Rufus set down his glass, feeling himself calm slowly.*
If you want to join Magical Law Enforcement and keep your seat in the Wizengamot, speak to Mr Bonobo or Shacklebolt, i'll give a full reference. You can keep your seat.
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Post by Elric Marwood on Dec 29, 2009 20:40:33 GMT
*He gives a nod of approval, despite being sure that Fudge was indeed sacked.*
I shall go to them now.
Seems I was wrong about you. You are a man of action.
*With that he turns away and exits the office.*
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Post by Ken Bonobo on Jan 4, 2010 17:19:35 GMT
*Arrives as soon as he is given the message from Arfur.*
*Straightening his robes he knocks on the Ministers door.*
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Post by Rufus Scrimgeour on Jan 4, 2010 18:25:46 GMT
*Massages temple, begging for time to himself*
Come in.
*Knows he is due a meeting with Ken Bonobo, Rufus suspects it's him*
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Post by Ken Bonobo on Jan 4, 2010 19:39:36 GMT
*Opens the door slightly and pokes his head through.*
Hello sir. How can I help?
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Post by Rydiger von Heap on Mar 16, 2011 9:10:48 GMT
He walked as fast as he could. If he said he wasn't excided about meeting the Minister of Magic of Britian, he would lie. He had heard so much about him. That he was a very powerful wizard. And of course, was it something he loved, it was power, either through magical strenght or politics. He knocked at the door of his office, and walked in with out waiting for an ananswer. "Greetings, Minister." I said. "My name is -" I stoped. this was the minister for magic? Scrimgeour was a man with a certain rangy loping grace; , and looked rather like an old lion with grey streaks in his mane of tawny hair and bushy eyebrows. He had keen yellowish eyes and wore wire-rimmed spectacles. But he was also he appeared badly-shaven, scraggy, and grim. I did some fast thinking and figured out it had to be due to the recent events that made him look so tired. "Am I disturbing you?" I asked.
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Post by Rufus Scrimgeour on Mar 25, 2011 16:16:30 GMT
*Through angry eyes he glared at the man who had entered his office uninvited.*
Who are you?
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Post by Rydiger von Heap on Mar 25, 2011 16:24:42 GMT
"Ah, I'm sorry, Minister." He said politly. "You don't remember me? Why, I should mind my manners, then. Let me reintroduce myself. My name is Rydiger von Heap, Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement in the German Ministry of Magic and Supreme Mugwump in The International Confuderation of Wizards. I'm here because I was ordered here by our Minister. Could I please sit down a moment?"
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Post by Rufus Scrimgeour on Mar 25, 2011 16:37:38 GMT
*He tilted his head, his lions mane making his look even more animalistic.*
No... I mean who are you to come barging in here uninvited?
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Post by Rydiger von Heap on Mar 25, 2011 17:36:26 GMT
"I just told you who I am, Mr. Scrimgeour." I said clamly. "I'm here on the orders of the German Minister of Magic and the Confuderation. You see, according the law of International Magical Cooperation. Section 15-b, § 1.2: The law of International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy instituted by the International Confederation of Wizards in 1692, states that each individual Ministry of Magic is responsible for hiding the presence of the magical community in their own country. Each Ministry is held responsible for, among other things, the control of magical beasts, curbing public displays of underage magic, and ensuring that magical games and sports are played without fear of discovery. And if, and only if, The International Confederation of Wizards has reason to belive that a magical community is going to fall into a series of events that will reveal the existence of the wizarding world to muggles, The Supreme Mugwump of the International Confederation of Wizards - which is me - will be sent to the current location with with the authority to assist the current Ministry of Magic out of the problem. He or she will have a power that can only be surpassed by the Ministry's Minister for Magic." I stopped for a moment, and then he cleared his throat. "Of course, I'm not suggesting anything, I'm just quoting what was the document that told me to come here." I sighed and walked a bit closer. "So here I am." I finally said. "I guess this visit is because of this You-Know-Who I heard so much about. And there is indeed a reason to help you out, Mr. Scrimgeour. As I heard quite a few of your Auror were captured in the prison named Azkaban, under the control of this Dark Wizard. I volunteer to participate in a rescue mission. I have an idea on how I can get in and out of Azkaban and give you clear path."
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