"Oh? You mean you want to be the representative of us to the Iron Pagoda Empire?"
Rowling was reading piles of documents in the office without raising her head.
"Is that okay?"
"It needs a vote at the meeting, but..."
Rowling looked up at the door of her office.
The two guards of the detention school were rolling up and foaming at the mouth as if they could breathe less.
Dissatisfaction flashed through Rowling's eyes. "Can you enter my office through legal procedures next time?"
"Although our school follows the principle of the strong being the first, we still have to have some rules. "
Andrew went straight to Rowling's office.
He knew that it was useless to find ordinary officials for this kind of thing.
There were two reasons. One was that he had no right, and the other was that no one would be willing to step in the muddy water.
So Andrew broke into Rowling's office without saying goodbye.