Chapter 529 Umbridge Gone
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Qing Mo Da Xian
Fred and George were equally angry.
It should be said that most of the students in the auditorium were very angry.
Draco put down the newspaper with a nonchalant expression.
True pure-blood wizards don't bother to seek superiority over Muggles.
They were born noble, how could they take the initiative to contact Muggles with low bloodlines.
Being too close can affect IQ.
Look at the group of red hairs, and look at Pot.
Glancing at Vincent who seemed about to hit someone, he quickly suppressed the urge to go over and make a few mocking remarks.
Feng Shui turns around, and only fools go to suffer this beating.
The originally extremely lively auditorium gradually quieted down.
The students were hoping it was the usual fabrication, but the shocking photos didn't look like a fake.
They live under the sun, and cannot imagine how dark the corners that are not illuminated are.
……
……
Secretary Fudge was furious like never before.
Umbridge, the senior secretary, witnessed him kicking the table and throwing chairs, venting in the office for more than 5 minutes.
"Damn—damn—"
Of course the witch scum deserved to die, and what was even more damned was Rita who didn't even say hello, and the editor-in-chief of the newspaper who let her release the news.
Even if you don't tell me in advance, even if you hint at it.
Even Dumbledore had to hint first that this group of people obviously didn't take him seriously.
"Dolores, tell that bastard Rufus to come in and meet me!"
Umbridge ran into the elevator on short legs.
When she came to the Auror office, there was only one Auror who had just become a regular.
"Where's your Director Scrimgeour!"
With this roar, the young female Auror was so frightened that her pink mid-length hair instantly turned green.
The voice was high-pitched and high-pitched, and goosebumps arose.
"Can't you understand what I'm saying?" Umbridge came up to her, lifted his chest vigorously on tiptoe,
"I remember you, you are Yirongmagus who just became a regular this year."
The young female Auror couldn't hold back her smile, "Director Scrimgeour just led a team to Knockturn Alley."
Umbridge turned around through gritted teeth.
Before taking a few steps, he suddenly turned back.
The female Auror quickly shut up.
"Are you laughing?"
"No, I don't have the guts to laugh."
"Better so, Nymphadora Tonks."
Tonks frowned, and his green hair instantly turned fiery red.
Umbridge walked out of the office with a sneer.
So what happened to the powerful and rare magic talent?
She's the Senior Secretary to the Ministry of Magic, a big shot soon to be Deputy Minister.
Before returning to the minister's office, all the aloof gestures just now disappeared.
"Knock Knock-"
"Come in!" Fudge said heavily.
After entering the door, Umbridge tremblingly told about Scrimgeour leading the team to Knockturn Alley privately.
Good guy, you don't say hello to outsiders, and you don't say hello to your own people?
Her words are very extreme, as if implying something.
Fudge stared at him, and she immediately shut her mouth obediently.
"Dolores, haven't you been a little high lately?"
"My lord, I haven't."
"That's good." He put on his felt hat and stood up. "The Ministry of Magic is a collective, and we all have the same goal."
"Understood, Minister!" Umbridge flattered as he walked.
Under the wise leadership of Minister Fudge, there are still moths in the magic world.
It must have been too gentle, too kind.
She was so moved that she shed hot tears.
Floating into the sky and then being dragged down, this feeling must be uncomfortable.
Fudge didn't have time to deal with the little Jiujiu in her heart.
He went to the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, and when Director Amelia Bones was ready, he led the team to Apparate directly to Knockturn Alley.
The bone decorations outside the bar had been removed by the Aurors as evidence.
Scrimgeour was in a cell under the wine cellar, frowning as he examined the indiscernible scents of mana.
It can be determined that the iron chain and the prison door were opened by the same wizard, at least the same magic that is very adjacent horizontally.
Mysterious forces of justice?
The Daily Prophet is full of bullshit.
As Fudge led the team in, he gave Umbridge another glare as he was about to disperse the scent.
Sure enough, he was floating, now is not the time to put on ministerial airs.
"Rufus, what's going on?"
Scrimgeour walked out of the cell holding a rusty iron bowl, "It's definitely a human being, and all the evidence collected so far points to Muggles."
"How likely is it to be fake?"
"Barely, there are traces of magic in this place going back 15 years."
Magic is not omnipotent, if used, it will definitely leave clues.
Whether it's torture or healing.
Even if an adult wizard does not have a wand, it is not difficult to open the prison door with magic power.
It is even more impossible for underage wizards. Being imprisoned and tortured will cause mana riots at any time, and it is possible for Moran to lodge on his body.
"A bunch of witch scum!" Fudge cursed, looking at Burns who was traveling with him,
"This matter must be dealt with seriously, no matter how big the background is, it cannot be pardoned."
The gentlemen all have heads and faces, even if they have similar perverted hobbies, they would not come to such a ghostly place.
Scrimgeour nodded silently, "Minister Fudge, according to the testimony of eyewitnesses, the large-scale attack on Spider's End yesterday evening was carried out by two mysterious wizards."
"What!?" Fudge raised his hand and lowered it.
Knockturn Alley and Spider's End Alley have always been three-way areas.
If it weren't for the news that broke out today, yesterday's attack would not have been a case.
"And—" Scrimgeour hesitated to speak,
"When we arrived at Knockturn Alley just now, many residents here said that some family members disappeared mysteriously."
"How bizarre?"
"Drinking afternoon tea, I went to lie down in the toilet and the person disappeared."
Fudge twitched his lips, "Make a list and focus on investigating their background information."
"Yes!"
Now that it has been put on the bright side, it is impossible to cover up.
The most important thing now is to find the two masterminds behind the attack.
Bar owner Tash must be in their hands, and maybe those scumbag customers are too.
Any wizard who does anything must abide by the laws formulated by the Ministry of Magic, even if all these are just, without law enforcement power, it is nothing but a crime.
……
……
The Daily Prophet Headquarters,
Rita walks in with a small book full of writing.
Editor-in-Chief Gu Fei ran over immediately,
"Well, have you found those victims?"
"I found it. There are 17 people in total." She handed over the camera, then returned to her work station and opened the small notebook.
There is no interview content in it, it is all her wild imagination.
After the film was developed, Gu Fei and the reporters saw pale faces that looked as if they had died.
There is no brilliance in the eyes, and the expression is almost the same dull.
"Nice job, Rita!"
He was right again.
Expose the wizard card scam and expose the dark side of the wizarding world.
The credibility of the "Daily Prophet" that has been lost for many years is finally back!
Goofy looked at Rita who brought all this.
leading Ministry of Magic news channels;
Turn decay into magical top-level writing;
The most courageous well-known reporter at the end of the century.
……
……
It should be said that most of the students in the auditorium were very angry.
Draco put down the newspaper with a nonchalant expression.
True pure-blood wizards don't bother to seek superiority over Muggles.
They were born noble, how could they take the initiative to contact Muggles with low bloodlines.
Being too close can affect IQ.
Look at the group of red hairs, and look at Pot.
Glancing at Vincent who seemed about to hit someone, he quickly suppressed the urge to go over and make a few mocking remarks.
Feng Shui turns around, and only fools go to suffer this beating.
The originally extremely lively auditorium gradually quieted down.
The students were hoping it was the usual fabrication, but the shocking photos didn't look like a fake.
They live under the sun, and cannot imagine how dark the corners that are not illuminated are.
……
……
Secretary Fudge was furious like never before.
Umbridge, the senior secretary, witnessed him kicking the table and throwing chairs, venting in the office for more than 5 minutes.
"Damn—damn—"
Of course the witch scum deserved to die, and what was even more damned was Rita who didn't even say hello, and the editor-in-chief of the newspaper who let her release the news.
Even if you don't tell me in advance, even if you hint at it.
Even Dumbledore had to hint first that this group of people obviously didn't take him seriously.
"Dolores, tell that bastard Rufus to come in and meet me!"
Umbridge ran into the elevator on short legs.
When she came to the Auror office, there was only one Auror who had just become a regular.
"Where's your Director Scrimgeour!"
With this roar, the young female Auror was so frightened that her pink mid-length hair instantly turned green.
The voice was high-pitched and high-pitched, and goosebumps arose.
"Can't you understand what I'm saying?" Umbridge came up to her, lifted his chest vigorously on tiptoe,
"I remember you, you are Yirongmagus who just became a regular this year."
The young female Auror couldn't hold back her smile, "Director Scrimgeour just led a team to Knockturn Alley."
Umbridge turned around through gritted teeth.
Before taking a few steps, he suddenly turned back.
The female Auror quickly shut up.
"Are you laughing?"
"No, I don't have the guts to laugh."
"Better so, Nymphadora Tonks."
Tonks frowned, and his green hair instantly turned fiery red.
Umbridge walked out of the office with a sneer.
So what happened to the powerful and rare magic talent?
She's the Senior Secretary to the Ministry of Magic, a big shot soon to be Deputy Minister.
Before returning to the minister's office, all the aloof gestures just now disappeared.
"Knock Knock-"
"Come in!" Fudge said heavily.
After entering the door, Umbridge tremblingly told about Scrimgeour leading the team to Knockturn Alley privately.
Good guy, you don't say hello to outsiders, and you don't say hello to your own people?
Her words are very extreme, as if implying something.
Fudge stared at him, and she immediately shut her mouth obediently.
"Dolores, haven't you been a little high lately?"
"My lord, I haven't."
"That's good." He put on his felt hat and stood up. "The Ministry of Magic is a collective, and we all have the same goal."
"Understood, Minister!" Umbridge flattered as he walked.
Under the wise leadership of Minister Fudge, there are still moths in the magic world.
It must have been too gentle, too kind.
She was so moved that she shed hot tears.
Floating into the sky and then being dragged down, this feeling must be uncomfortable.
Fudge didn't have time to deal with the little Jiujiu in her heart.
He went to the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, and when Director Amelia Bones was ready, he led the team to Apparate directly to Knockturn Alley.
The bone decorations outside the bar had been removed by the Aurors as evidence.
Scrimgeour was in a cell under the wine cellar, frowning as he examined the indiscernible scents of mana.
It can be determined that the iron chain and the prison door were opened by the same wizard, at least the same magic that is very adjacent horizontally.
Mysterious forces of justice?
The Daily Prophet is full of bullshit.
As Fudge led the team in, he gave Umbridge another glare as he was about to disperse the scent.
Sure enough, he was floating, now is not the time to put on ministerial airs.
"Rufus, what's going on?"
Scrimgeour walked out of the cell holding a rusty iron bowl, "It's definitely a human being, and all the evidence collected so far points to Muggles."
"How likely is it to be fake?"
"Barely, there are traces of magic in this place going back 15 years."
Magic is not omnipotent, if used, it will definitely leave clues.
Whether it's torture or healing.
Even if an adult wizard does not have a wand, it is not difficult to open the prison door with magic power.
It is even more impossible for underage wizards. Being imprisoned and tortured will cause mana riots at any time, and it is possible for Moran to lodge on his body.
"A bunch of witch scum!" Fudge cursed, looking at Burns who was traveling with him,
"This matter must be dealt with seriously, no matter how big the background is, it cannot be pardoned."
The gentlemen all have heads and faces, even if they have similar perverted hobbies, they would not come to such a ghostly place.
Scrimgeour nodded silently, "Minister Fudge, according to the testimony of eyewitnesses, the large-scale attack on Spider's End yesterday evening was carried out by two mysterious wizards."
"What!?" Fudge raised his hand and lowered it.
Knockturn Alley and Spider's End Alley have always been three-way areas.
If it weren't for the news that broke out today, yesterday's attack would not have been a case.
"And—" Scrimgeour hesitated to speak,
"When we arrived at Knockturn Alley just now, many residents here said that some family members disappeared mysteriously."
"How bizarre?"
"Drinking afternoon tea, I went to lie down in the toilet and the person disappeared."
Fudge twitched his lips, "Make a list and focus on investigating their background information."
"Yes!"
Now that it has been put on the bright side, it is impossible to cover up.
The most important thing now is to find the two masterminds behind the attack.
Bar owner Tash must be in their hands, and maybe those scumbag customers are too.
Any wizard who does anything must abide by the laws formulated by the Ministry of Magic, even if all these are just, without law enforcement power, it is nothing but a crime.
……
……
The Daily Prophet Headquarters,
Rita walks in with a small book full of writing.
Editor-in-Chief Gu Fei ran over immediately,
"Well, have you found those victims?"
"I found it. There are 17 people in total." She handed over the camera, then returned to her work station and opened the small notebook.
There is no interview content in it, it is all her wild imagination.
After the film was developed, Gu Fei and the reporters saw pale faces that looked as if they had died.
There is no brilliance in the eyes, and the expression is almost the same dull.
"Nice job, Rita!"
He was right again.
Expose the wizard card scam and expose the dark side of the wizarding world.
The credibility of the "Daily Prophet" that has been lost for many years is finally back!
Goofy looked at Rita who brought all this.
leading Ministry of Magic news channels;
Turn decay into magical top-level writing;
The most courageous well-known reporter at the end of the century.
……
……
