Chapter 527： Collapsed faith

"Celebrate now, isn't it too early?"

The boy finished talking to himself, then shook his head like a mockery, bypassed the crowd and continued to wander around.

Although Diagon Alley is the largest commercial core in the wizarding world in the whole country, it is not too big, and it didn't take long for the teenagers to finish shopping.

But the boy didn't stop there. Instead, he got into a secret alley and entered Knockdown Alley through the door key.

Compared with the lively Diagon Alley, Knockdown Alley is much deserted. Although it is daylight, there are not many people on the road. Only the oil lamps hanging in front of the shops are still silent on the dark streets. Exudes a dim light.

This is the characteristic of Knockoff Alley. Almost everyone who comes here for shopping will choose to directly send them to the store that has the goods they need through the Floo network, and leave after buying, so as not to let others hold their hands. opportunity.

Generally speaking, except for a few cases, the pedestrians you can see on Knockdown Alley are basically newcomers who do not have a node in the Floo network of the other side's store, or they are pure and fearless dark wizards. .

This boy is obviously not the former.

Because he seemed to be very familiar with Knockdown Alley, he saw him staring straight ahead, but he skillfully bypassed the puddles one after another under his feet, and finally came to the Bojin blog shop.

Looking at the shaky wooden board at the entrance of the store, the corners of the boy's mouth rose up.

But unlike what was expected, the boy stayed in front of the Bojinbok shop for a long time, but didn't push the door and enter. Instead, his body shape twisted and disappeared.

Bojinbok, who was counting Jin Jialong in the store, raised his head with feeling and looked in the direction of the door.

But there was no one there.

Bojinbok curled his lips, lowered his head again and started counting the gold coins over and over again.

Just now, he felt a very familiar breath.

‘That may be an illusion. ’

Bojinbok thought.

...

At the same time, a twisted figure appeared in the lobby of the Ministry of Magic, and gradually solidified, transforming into the brown-haired young man.

Upon seeing this, the current Auror Office Director, who had been waiting in the lobby of the Ministry of Magic, immediately greeted him with a big smile, and said in a very earnest tone:

"Mr. Flint, Minister Scrimgeour has been waiting for a long time."

Chris frowned when he heard the other party calling him, but in the end he didn't say anything, just nodded and motioned to the other party to lead the way.

The director of the Auror office did not have any unbridled emotions on his face, but rather humblely took the lead and started to lead Chris.

The two went unimpeded all the way, the director took Chris to the door and left, while Chris opened the door and walked in with his mouth raised slightly.

In the office at this time, Scrimgeour turned his back to the door, and one person silently watched the clear sky simulated by magic outside the window, but there was a cloud of darkness in his heart.

Hearing the sound of the door being opened, Scrimgeour turned his head stiffly and stared at Chris with a pair of bloodshot eyes.

"You don't seem to have a good rest." Chris said while looking at the dark circles and puffy face of the other party. "But this is also normal. After all, no one will easily give up the power in his hands. this way."

Scrimgeour did not speak, but silently opened the humidor on the desktop.

But to his disappointment, the box that was supposed to be full of cigars was empty. He only then remembered that he seemed to have finished smoking the cigars the night before.

At this moment, a cigar engraved with a Cuban elf pattern was stretched out in front of him.

Scrimgeour looked up and saw Chris was holding his cigar, looking at him with a smile.

After hesitating for a moment, Scrimgeour finally took the cigar in Chris's hand and lit it with a magic wand.

"call!"

Scrimgeour exhaled a long cloud of smoke, and then coughed twice with pain.

This is the result of smoking a cigar over the lungs. You must know that the lungs are the correct way to taste cigars, but Scrimgeour can't control so much at this moment.

Because only the burning sensation in his chest can make his depression a little bit relieved.

Chris on the side looked at Scrimgeour quietly, until the opponent's breathing eased slightly, then said:

"So... what is your decision?"

Hearing that Scrimgeour's hand holding the cigar began to tremble, he breathed heavily and shouted in a husky voice that was suppressed to the extreme:

"It's not fair!"

"There is no fairness in this world, and the fairness that people see is only a result of the exchange of benefits that most people can accept." Chris rubbed the dark wand with his fingers. "Strictly speaking, you can become Minister of Magic by a trick. How unfair is this to other people who have never been in this position for various reasons? So, you are not qualified to say such things. of."

The muscles on Scrimgeour's face were constantly twitching. He wanted to refute Chris' words, but after thinking for a long time, he finally lowered his head silently.

The opposite Chris didn't urge him either, but instead visited this office with a relaxed posture, as if he was already the owner.

"What are you going to do with McTorry?"

Scrimgeour's voice came over, and the corners of Chris' mouth rose even more sharply. He shook his head and smiled:

"In the current situation, it seems that there is only a public trial, right?"

"He must die!"

"Oh?"

Chris looked at Scrimgeour in surprise, waiting for his next words.

Scrimgeour gritted his teeth and said:

"A person like him will never become our own! And he will never be able to be tamed! Even if he behaves extremely submissively now, it is just a disguise. As long as he has a chance in the future, he will still jump out and make trouble. , Because his ambition basically allows him to spend his life in such a normal life! So...he must die!"

"Fuck!"

Crisp applause echoed in the empty office, and Chris clapped rhythmically while looking at Scrimgeour with admiration.

He felt that he might have underestimated the previous Ministers of Magic. They are not stupid at all. They can see the truth of the so-called things very thoroughly, and they will behave so stupid only because of their ass. The location is not right.

"The hero sees the same thing, I think so too!"

Chris said faintly, but Scrimgeour gritted his teeth and shouted in a voice that looked like a beast:

"The Ministry of Magic is yours!"

...

Unlike the simulated weather in the Ministry of Magic, Hogwarts was shrouded in rain.

Although it is early spring at this moment, the country's special climatic environment has caused the current weather to show no signs of warming up.

On the contrary, due to the increase of rain after the spring, coupled with the melting of snow and ice, the real body temperature near Hogwarts has become even colder! WeChat

"When will these **** ghost days count as big!"

In the Gryffindor lounge, Ron shouted angrily.

At this moment, he was wrapped in a blanket and squatting in front of the fireplace, which should have been a very pleasant thing, but Ron was still shivering from the cold.

Harry was in the same situation as him, but Harry's situation was worse than him, and his hair was still dry.

This is the result of going out for Quidditch training on a rainy day, that is, in the wizarding world, if it is changed to the Muggle world, Harry and Ron will now have to go to the hospital to report.

And listening to Ron's complaint, Harry, the Quidditch captain, did not comfort his goalkeeper, but looked to the side corner with worry.

There, Hermione was sitting alone on the sofa in a daze.

This is extremely rare, because as a hardworking genius, Hermione usually doesn't waste every minute at all. She is either studying or on the way to learn.

But this also just proved how bad she was at the moment.

And there are many people who are in the same bad mood as her. After the equal rights trend, Mike has been regarded as a hero by almost all Hogwarts students except pure blood.

But now, their hero has been arrested by the Ministry of Magic for his justice!

This is something they simply cannot tolerate!

"Hey, Hermione, how are you?"

Harry asked cautiously, for fear it would cause Hermione's dissatisfaction.

This is Hermione. He would never join in as another woman. This is a bitter lesson he learned from his aunt’s house for ten years-never provoke a woman in a bad mood, unless you want to If you become the other's punching bag.

As expected by Harry, Hermione was not much different from other women in nature. Hearing that she just gave Harry a stern look and said:

"Don't bother me!"

Harry obediently squatted back to the fireplace and bake his hair.

He was not angry, but admired Hermione a little.

After all, she has been very calm. You must know that other people have fry the pot since they knew that Mike was arrested. They not only started making a big noise in Hogwarts, but also gathered in the auditorium and said they would go out to rescue Mike.

As for their rescue plan, it was also very simple, and it was over.

Harry had never doubted whether these people had the courage to directly enter the Ministry of Magic.

Because he remembered that his godfather Sirius once said to him that a person is irrational when his emotions go to extremes.

Harry agreed.

And just as Harry recalled Sirius's indoctrination to him, Hermione, who was aside, said in a choked voice:

"How could they do that? Mike defeated Voldemort!"

Ron instinctively shuddered when he heard the three words Voldemort!

Although Voldemort is dead now, he probably won't change this habit in his life.

"Yeah, how can they do this."

Har responded to Hermione with a sleepy voice.

In his opinion, it was a great achievement to get rid of Voldemort, no matter how rewarding he was.

But such a hero was beaten as a criminal because he supported the affirmation trend.

He was deeply puzzled about this.

But when he thought of what the Ministry of Magic had done, he felt understandable again. After all, the Ministry of Magic was such a weird place.

"Puff! Puff!"

A strange sound suddenly awakened the meditating Harry. He turned his head curiously and saw an owl with a stack of magazines tied to his ankle pecking at the window.

He hurried forward to open the window and put it in.

It's still raining outside now, this little guy will get sick if he stays in the rain for too long.

And the owl seemed to be moved by Harry's kindness, and saw it shake the rain on its wings, and then neatly untied a stack of magazines from his lap and placed it in front of Harry.

""Singing and Singing"? Didn't it just come this morning? Oh! It turned out to be an urgent release!"

Looking at the scarlet "major news" on the cover of the magazine, he nodded with a sudden realization.

He can think of it with his toes. This must be a new situation for Mike’s business. You must know that the current "Singing Contradictory" has almost become the exclusive media for Michael's incident, just like the previous issue of "Singing Contradictory". "Spent most of the space on Mike's story.

At this time, Hermione, who was sitting on the sofa and autistic, rushed over and shouted:

"Did Mike have news?"

Ron curled his lips in front of the fireplace, and he suddenly felt a little jealous of Mike.

But Hermione obviously didn't care about his reaction, and saw Hermione snatching the "Devil's Tune" in Harry's hand and flipping it quickly.

It was only strange to Harry that the expression on her face became more and more ugly as Hermione flipped through it.

"Patter!"

Hermione finally couldn't bear it and began to hide her face and weep bitterly, and the "Singing the opposite" fell to the ground.

Harry quickly picked it up and looked at it, but his expression changed just as he turned a page.

I saw it clearly written in scarlet font with enlarged numbers:

"Shock! It was his most respected principal, Dumbledore, who captured the hero McTownley! 》

"Dumbledore: Facing the evil, I can only promise Facing the hero, I will strike! 》

"This... this is impossible!"

Harry murmured in disbelief, and started flipping through the rest of the content frantically, trying to convince himself it was just a lie.

However, it is a pity that the evidence published by the Freemasonry in "The Contradictory" is very rich, and it even contains a magical picture of Dumbledore holding up the sword of the sun at Mike.

"Papa! Puff!"

The poor copy of "The Devil" fell to the ground again, and this time Harry himself fell with it.

Looking up at the dense rain curtain outside the window, Harry's heart was cold!

At this moment, the deepest belief in his heart is constantly collapsing!

PY a friend’s book, "I Add a Point to Soldiers"

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