Chapter 1087 Striker

Scrimgeour stood there like a grassland overlord who was being challenged by other lions, unhurried but extremely vigilant.

The Minister of Magic is not necessarily the most powerful wizard in the country.

This is what he has always known.

But as the head of the Auror Office, he has been fighting at the forefront for many years, leading his young men to deal with dark wizards and crack down on various crimes that endanger ordinary wizards.

Although not necessarily perfect, Scrimgeour thought he had done what he could.

These included ten rules for dealing with dark wizards, which he and Moody formulated together.

The first rule is, never underestimate your opponents. As Aurors, you must firmly believe that as dark wizards, they have terrifying black magic that can make a comeback at any time.

Although he didn’t know why the opposite Voldemort didn’t use his famous stunt-the killing curse immediately, Scrimgeour did not relax his vigilance. There is a reason why this guy can become the most evil dark wizard. He has an enviable black magic. The amount of magic reserves, and Scrimgeour felt that although he was an expert in fighting dark wizards, he was definitely not as sophisticated in black magic as his opponent.

You know, this is a world where even disarming spells can be played in new ways. The levitating spell was originally just a simple spell, but look at the little wizards today.

They were actually able to use the levitating spell to have a snowball fight!

Given time, maybe they can hold their own wands and tell others with a serious face, "You think this is a magic spell? Wrong! This is telekinesis!"

The wizarding world has since entered the era of great magicians.

"Tom Riddle, a descendant of the Gaunt family." Scrimgeour said solemnly, "Of course, you can also call yourself a descendant of Slytherin."

Voldemort stared at him and said nothing.

"Your information has been recorded when you enter the wizarding world, but we generally don't bother the Silent People for trivial matters." Scrimgeour put his right hand in his pocket, and Harry believed that his wand was there. There, as long as Voldemort made the slightest move, he might take out his wand and attack.

Voldemort grinned, "The Silent People? They are probably the easiest to bribe in the entire Ministry of Magic!"

"We know you took the prophecy ball." Not sure if it was an illusion, Harry felt Scrimgeour glance at him, "But so what, do you think what you saw is real?"

Voldemort frowned, "What are you talking about?"

Scrimgeour sneered, "Do you think Dumbledore would put the prophecy ball related to the Savior in the Ministry of Magic? With the old fox's character, such things are safest only if they are kept close to you!"

Voldemort's eyes turned cold, "Are you kidding me?"

Scrimgeour shrugged, looking unconcerned, "Whatever you think, but you are now a prisoner of the Ministry of Magic."

Voldemort looked at him and laughed darkly, "No, it was Harry Potter who caught me and has nothing to do with the Ministry of Magic."

Scrimgeour glanced at him, turned to his secretary and said, "I remember that this year's Auror reserve has not been fully recruited yet?"

The young and beautiful secretary took out a notebook and turned to a certain page, "Yes, there is one spot left."

As she said that, she took out a quill and asked, "Do you have anyone to recommend?" Her eyes fell on Harry and she smiled at him.

Harry thought that smile was the gentlest he had ever seen.

Sirius's breathing sounded in his ears, and Harry noticed that he seemed to be able to move.

"Thanks, Alice," said Sirius, "I almost thought I was going to suffocate."

The secretary didn't say anything more, and her attention returned to Scrimgeour. She heard the Minister of Magic say, "Of course, our Mr. Harry Potter has made outstanding contributions to the entire corrupt country. If we can't let this What a pity it would be for such a person to join our ranks of Aurors!"

Scrimgeour said this and turned to look at Harry, "I wonder if Mr. Potter is interested in becoming an Auror at the Ministry of Magic?"

Without thinking, Harry shouted, "Yes! I do!"

It was as if he was afraid that the other party would regret it.

Sirius patted his back excitedly and shouted, "Well done, Harry! Your father will be proud of you! He has always wanted his child to become an Auror!"

Harry's face flushed with excitement, and he kept nodding in response to Sirius.

The secretary quickly wrote down Harry's name, and then, as if disappearing from everyone's eyes, she minimized her presence and hid behind Scrimgeour.

Could this be an assassin-type secretary?

"Now, he is a member of our Ministry of Magic." Scrimgeour said, "Although the Auror Reserve is only to select teenagers who are more likely to become Aurors and train them to fight against dark wizards, since it is the Ministry of Magic If it was initiated, then the members of the reserve force must also be from the Ministry of Magic."

Voldemort said, what the hell are you talking about, what Auror reserve? How come I've never heard of it?

Voldemort, who had only been abroad for a few years, felt like he had been away for decades? Otherwise, why can’t I even understand what the other party is saying?

Scrimgeour didn't give him a chance to continue talking nonsense, "Okay, now you can choose to surrender, or have a good fight with my men."

While he was talking, he and Voldemort were separated by a group of Aurors who looked very untouchable.

"Those are the beaters." Sirius explained in a low voice, "I don't have much dealing with them. Scrimgeour wanted me to be the leader of the beaters before, but I refused. They are all quite extreme people. I can’t talk to them.”

Harry looked at the Aurors with strange expressions and felt that these people were a little... crazy?

"Black magic has a subtle distortion effect on people's will, and dark wizards are the manifestation of this distortion of will. And they have to face countless black magic every day, and the mental state of these Aurors is not good." Sirius said. He lamented, "They are probably new hitters. If they are hitters who have been here for many years, just standing there will make people feel uncomfortable."

"They are not new people, Black." Scrimgeour came over at some point, "I have established a new department, the Psychological Counseling Office. If you are interested, you can go and take a look."

"Psychological Counseling Office?" Sirius looked at the Minister of Magic in confusion, not quite understanding what he meant.

Scrimgeour did not answer his question, but said, "You'd know it if you'd been there."