Chapter 510： ?Announcement

"Is she okay?"

Zhou Hong looked at the girl without a trace with some worry.

The three Aurors this time were completely attracted by them. The tragedies of Loya and Emily were also caused by them. In addition, Zhou Hong also knew the taste of being discriminated against. This made him There was a strong feeling of guilt for Emily.

Benjamin also had the same idea as Zhou Hong. He carefully took off his jacket and wrapped Emily up. Then he said to Zhou Hong:

"It's okay, I just fainted. Have you been photographed like this on your side?"

"The peripheral photography has all been done." Zhou Hongyang said with the strange-looking magic camera in Yang's hand, "Where is yours?"

"No problem, let's go back. It's time for the next step."

Benjamin checked the portable magic camera hanging on his chest and took out the magic wand. After Zhou Hong put his arm on his body, he hugged Emily, took out the freemasonry coin and pressed it firmly. .

In the ruins of the mountain, the figures of the three of Benjamin suddenly began to twist, and then a wave of ripples rippled in the air, and the three of them disappeared in place.

When Zhou Hong and Benjamin were on the ground again, they had already appeared in the teleportation hall of the Freemasonry.

Penello and Soraka had already been waiting here, and they quickly greeted Benjamin and others.

Without a word of nonsense, Benjamin and Zhou Hong directly handed over the magic camera in their hands to Penello, and the latter rushed to the outside of the hall on small steps.

Time is running out, and she must immediately make the movie inside into a moving magical picture.

At the same time, Soraka was groping on Benjamin's body with a nervous expression, and only after confirming that Benjamin was not injured, the expression on his face eased slightly.

"Soraka, leave me alone. Look at this kid."

Benjamin slapped Soraka's hand that he wanted to reach under his clothes, and directly thrust Emily into the opponent's arms.

This action caused Soraka to give him a roll of eyes, but Soraka did what Benjamin asked.

While Soraka checked Emily’s skills, Benjamin began to tidy up his appearance. When he was buried under the ruins before, he was blackened by all kinds of burnt wood, which made him look now. Just like a coal miner.

And beside him, Zhou Hong looked at him teasingly, and it was obvious that Zhou Hong had seen Soraka's little movement just now.

Soon, Soraka's inspection was over.

She gently rubbed Emily's eyebrows, and then slowly said after she rubbed Emily's frowning brows thoroughly:

"Her body is very healthy, and she fainted because of the shock."

Hearing that Zhou Hong and Benjamin both breathed a sigh of relief, but their brows wrinkled again at the thought of what Emily had just experienced.

Soraka also had a little understanding of Emily's affairs, and at this time she also lowered her head. For a while, all three of them fell silent, which made the atmosphere in the teleportation hall become a little low.

But at this moment, Franklin opened the door and walked in and said loudly with a smile:

"Guys! You did a great job! Oh! Was Emily also successfully rescued? This is really great! We still need her for our next plans!"

After speaking, he moved forward to hug Benjamin and the others, but his movements suddenly froze.

Because in front of him, there are three pairs of angry eyes staring at him.

While Benjamin and the others were taking care of Emily, Penello had already contacted various underground tabloids all over the country.

People who haven't seen it with their own eyes may not know that the production of magic newspapers, especially the magic patterns on them that move by themselves, like videos, is extremely complicated.

If you want to produce these magic newspapers efficiently and at a low cost, you must have an assembly line composed of a large number of alchemy equipment.

Due to price and patent reasons, only the Prophet Daily and a few super-large traditional newspapers are equipped with related manufacturing equipment in the entire country. This is why they have been able to monopolize the entire country's newspaper industry for so long.

As for the remaining tabloids, because they do not have relevant equipment, they can only rely solely on manpower, which makes their cost extremely high, and the high cost will make them have to increase the price of newspapers.

At the same time, in order to attract customers to buy newspapers whose prices are much higher than those of traditional newspapers such as the Daily Prophet, they can only work on the content.

For example, publicizing ghs in one's own newspapers, or special serializing some novels, or simply walking a tightrope to dig out some celebrities or even political celebrities' gossip scandals.

For this reason, the reputation of these small newspapers is extremely bad, and they are often criticized by traditional mainstream newspapers for insulting ethics.

For example, "Singing and Singing" created by Luna's father before is a typical representative of content as king. Although his crazy ideas are funny, they are unexpectedly popular.

But even "Singing and Singing" could not escape the plight of lack of funds, and in the end it could only be acquired by the Los Santos Group.

To sum up, most of these underground tabloids are sensible goods, so under Penello's money offensive, although they are required to use good ink and the most sophisticated production technology, almost all tabloids are He accepted this mysterious and luxurious order without hesitation.

Tonight, the entire underground black workshop of magic newspapers and magazines in Qiguo is printing an article and video that were distributed to them early.

And the name of this article is called:

"Distressed! The three Aurors used their power to kill a Muggle wizard father! Also tried in vain to do that kind of animal things to the young girl in bloom! 》

At first glance, this seems to be just a very vulgar headline and article, but in fact, everyone who saw this headline praised it.

Because they also know very well that the readers who love complicated brushwork and beautiful writing style are only a very small number, and most readers have no time to figure out the deep meaning of your article. They prefer simple and crude articles!

The editors of these tabloids read this article over and over again, wanting to figure out the key points in it and imitate it in the future, because they are almost certain that this article will definitely become a hit.

As for what impact this article will have on society after it is published.

This is completely outside the scope of their consideration.

What a joke! Laozi's rice is almost out of reach. You still asked me to consider social influence? Be careful I spray you to death with a pen!

...

In the early morning, when the sun came down again, some pedestrians appeared in twos and threes on Diagon Alley.

They walked along the cobblestone road of Diagon Alley on Chenhui, with a happy expression.

These people are all residents of Diagon Alley. At the same time, most of them are the owners of various shops in Diagon Alley. They always like to take a walk in Diagon Alley every morning when there are few people. After all, this is one of the few of them in a day. Free time.

Of course, among these people, there are no half-blood wizards and Muggle wizards. Under the rejection and threat of Voldemort, Death Eaters, and other pure-blood wizards, the ability of these non-pure-blood wizards is to curl up. Shivering in my own home, dare not show up at any time.

Mr. Torres, the owner of the Extraordinary Garment Store, was also in the walking line. He walked slowly against the sun and smiled and greeted everyone on the road. The reason why he came out for a walk every day was because he could take him Give him endless inspiration.

Regarding the suppression and discrimination of non-pure-blooded wizards, he himself is happy to see it happen.

After all, he himself is also from a famous family. As a vested interest, he naturally cannot stand on the opposite side of his own class.

However, as he walked with an elegant gait, a newspaper scattered on the ground suddenly attracted his attention.

To be honest, since the complicated Muggle wizards who cleaned the streets went on strike due to Voldemort's threat, the sanitation situation of Diagon Alley has been very worrying, so it is normal for some newspapers to appear on the street.

Strangely, this newspaper is so new.

What's more, Torres, who is a professional dressmaker, can tell at a glance that the paper used by this newspaper is very advanced!

Under curiosity, Torres picked up the newspaper and read it, and as he read it deeper, the everlasting elegant smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared, replaced by deep anger!

At the same time, tens of thousands of newspapers are being loaded and unloaded in Owl Post Offices all over the country. With the strong financial support of the Los Santos Group, today these expensive tabloids are all distributed for free!

With the help of the owls, not only Diagon Alley, but almost every wizard gathering place received a large number of tabloids, and even a wave of newspaper rain fell over the Hogwarts Auditorium.

Every time the students at Hogwarts were having breakfast, the sudden rain of newspapers caused a flutter in the auditorium.

Looking at this chaotic scene, Mike's mouth rose insignificantly.

With such a big battle, even if all the Muggle wizards were huddled in their safe houses and refused to come out, they must have known the tragic experience of the Loya family.

Under this circumstance, the resentment and anger in those wizards may have reached the critical value, right?

Thinking about this, Mike smiled and shook his head.

The current state of affairs is far from enough in his opinion. It is not a day or two for these non-pure-blooded wizards to be oppressed, and they are likely to have long been accustomed to accepting it.

At this time, someone needs to jump out to demonstrate!

"Benjamin, you can start to act."

Mike whispered to the Freemason gold coin in front of his chest, while Benjamin, who was far away in the Pin Caves in North London, was refreshed and quickly replied:

"I see, boss."

After that, he expertly drank a bottle of potion, and changed from a handsome and handsome boy to a thin middle-aged man with a stubble face, and the expression on his face changed from a sneer at the beginning to anger.

Soon after, he picked up the newspaper on the table, pushed open the tattered wooden door and rushed out!

At this moment, the street filled with the smell of sewers in the slum was already full of people. They all held a newspaper in their hands and were discussing something with a sad face.

These people are all the non-pure-blood wizards in this slum. A small part of them are residents who originally lived here, and more of them are refugees who came to escape the hunt of Death Eaters.

To put it bluntly, these poor people.

These people are the purpose of Benjamin's trip.

"Big guys!" Benjamin yelled loudly. At this moment, his soft and soft voice had long since turned into a smoky voice. "Have you read all the newspapers today?"

"of course!"

"seen it already!"

The gathered wizards responded to Benjamin's call. From their expressions at the moment, Benjamin could feel an emotion called anger.

Upon seeing this, Benjamin's eyes were filled with a smile, but his mouth still roared with indignation:

"They are too much! I can't stand it anymore! I'm going to fight with them! Is anyone willing to join me to the Ministry of Magic to protest?"

As soon as these words were made, the originally noisy crowd instantly quieted down. Everyone looked at Benjamin in surprise, as if they were looking at a fool.

After a long time, an old wizard with white beard and hair came out of the crowd and said to Benjamin with a general expression:

"Young man, it's good for you to have this heart. As for protesting against this kind of thing, let's forget it. You must know that the Ministry of Magic is not easy to provoke, and the slain wizard has nothing to do with us, you say..."

"It doesn't matter!" Benjamin shouted angrily. "You are indifferent when a Muggle wizard died today, and you will be indifferent when two Muggle wizards die tomorrow. If one day your family also suffers misfortune, don't you? Do you want to stay indifferent?"

Benjamin picked up the newspaper and pointed to the scene of Loya's fallen body on the snow **** and Emily being dragged into the wooden house and shouted:

"Look at what these scumbags do! Do you think if they escaped punishment today, will they do the same thing tomorrow? Ah? Speak!"

Facing Benjamin's questioning, the crowd remained silent, and the old wizard who had spoken to persuade Benjamin was also darkened.

Benjamin, who was waiting to answer after a long time, seemed to be very angry. He threw the newspaper on the ground and shouted:

"Okay! OK! I understand! You are all a group of Nov! But it doesn't matter If you don't go, I will do it myself!"

After that, Benjamin flicked his arm and walked towards a tavern on the corner of the street, which was the only Floo network transfer point nearby.

At this moment, an old voice suddenly rang.

"Hold on! I'll go with you!"

Benjamin turned his head in "surprise", and slowly the old wizard was actually following his footsteps.

The old wizard patted Benjamin on the shoulder and said:

"Anyway, I have had enough of this kind of life! If they want the life of my old bone, then give it to them!"

The speech of the old wizard was like a signal, and more and more people in the originally silent crowd stood up, waving the newspaper in their hands and rushing towards the tavern in anger.

Upon seeing this, Benjamin and the old wizard looked at each other, and their faces showed meaningful smiles.