Chapter 735 The coming backlash
Scrimgeour was in a bad mood, as bad as ever.
That ugly pink toad actually asked him to bring a newspaper back as quickly as possible?
He is the director of the Auror Office, which specializes in combating dark magic! Not her Dolores Umbridge errand boy!
Looking for a newspaper?
Alas, you still have to look for it.
And he had an inexplicable strong feeling that there would be another large-scale seizure operation soon.
The Aurors were very efficient, and the Daily Prophet for that day was delivered to Fudge half an hour later.
As expected, the entire newspaper was devoted to the "Truth" column.
Rita's writing is quite sharp, pointing out that the Ministry of Magic's large-scale raids on Hogwarts Castle are extremely rare, even during the period when Death Eaters were raging.
The dynamic photos are even more shocking. Precious human resources are spent on things like lifting the floor. No wonder Sirius is still at large.
When Fudge saw this, he had already started to tear the newspaper into pieces.
Okay, how dare you go against the Ministry of Magic.
But the reaction from the outside world came faster than he expected.
The Owl Post Office has already received a large number of letters, but it is difficult to find temporary postmen, so the delivery has been delayed until now.
There were roars after roars coming from the minister's office, probably because parents were sending in yet another roaring letter.
What Fudge didn't expect the most was that there was a letter from the International Federation of Wizards, stating that it would pay close attention to the entire incident.
"Rita...Guffey...Prophet News Agency..."
The arrest warrant for these two bastards should have been issued at that time, otherwise how could things have developed into such a tricky situation.
A large-scale seizure operation must be carried out as soon as possible, and the Ministry of Magic's tough attitude cannot be changed.
As for the International Federation of Wizards...
The source of the incident came from Hogwarts. Dumbledore could blame everything on the intervention of the Ministry of Magic. It was too passive to find him now. He had to find a suitable time.
"Yes!" The smile on Fudge's face was particularly sinister.
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Dinner time, Hogwarts Castle.
Vincent was taken away by Tonks in public again.
There was no discordant sound this time, and the Aurors were all watching in the auditorium.
It's still the temporary command post, it's still the cell in the tunnel.
"I haven't even had a few bites of my dinner."
Tonks rolled her eyes, "Are you still in the mood to eat? Snape will be taken to court for trial the day after tomorrow!"
Vincent smacked his lips, "Does Fudge have to be sick? Do you think he can stop everyone's mouths like Lockhart did that time?"
"You are still in the mood to complain, have you already thought of a solution?"
"No, it has no impact on my plans at all."
Tonks was doubtful, "Really? Could it be possible that today's owl theft case..."
"I did it." Vincent obediently stretched out his hands, "The Prophet newspaper is now operating under my hands. I should be able to go to court with Snape to face trial, right?"
Tonks took a deep breath and turned her hair back to pink, "Don't be ridiculous, Fudge really dares to declare you two guilty in court."
Vincent withdrew his hands, "So I decided to act tonight."
"Okay, same old thing?"
"No, this time I need to take down the entire temporary command center."
Tonks almost bit her tongue, "Are you crazy? The Ministry of Magic is still Fudge's 'one word'.
Besides, as long as you follow those owls delivering newspapers, they will be able to deliver them to you in minutes. "
"So I have to clear Snape's suspicion as soon as possible and leave Fudge completely helpless.
Also, have you forgotten whose apprentice I am? "
Nico Flamel, legendary alchemist.
Tonks looked in disbelief, "It's only 10 hours from now until morning. Don't you still have something to do later? What incredible alchemy tools can you come up with in the remaining time?"
Vincent smiled calmly, "Ten hours is a short time for you, but it's long enough for me."
I don't know where he got his confidence.
Tonks tilted her head and leaned on the chair, "I'm tired. If you need anything else, just say it all at once."
Vincent thought for a while, "I have a question, to what extent can Fudge interfere with the judicial department now?"
Tonks stretched out her hand and said, "Do you think I can answer this question?"
She was just a new Auror who had just passed her internship. How could she know these core secrets of the Ministry of Magic?
Vincent nodded with some relief.
After all, she seemed careless and did not look like someone who could delve into twists and turns.
Tonks always felt that the way he looked at her was strange.
She glared fiercely, "If there's no problem, get up quickly. I'll take you back now."
"No way, you have to perform a full set of acting."
How dare you talk nonsense.
She is an adult and needs to calm down.
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At 2 o'clock in the morning, the entire Bat Family was dispatched.
This time not only the castle, but also the temporary headquarters were spared.
But even with the cooperation of Kingsley and Tonks, it still took a little longer.
With less than two hours until dawn, can everything really be arranged?
early morning,
Cecia appears in the English Channel as usual.
The cabins were put in place and the owls flew out one after another.
They all carry a small silver metal satchel, but otherwise there is no difference.
"Everyone, let's go!"
"Gu Gu Gu Gu——"
Before the owls scattered, the small bag actually wrapped around them as if they were melting.
From the round head to the little paws, even the feathers on the wings.
Then a magical scene occurred. They gradually disappeared into the air, as if they were wearing an invisibility cloak.
Today's "Daily Prophet" was delivered in a strange way. The newspaper suddenly fell from the sky at my doorstep.
The squatting Auror immediately cast the Appearance Spell, but nothing appeared.
Scrimgeour was angry, but Fudge was even more angry than he was.
Because today's "Truth" column is very exciting.
"I am Rita Skeeter. Please don't worry about me. I am staying in a completely safe place with my editor-in-chief..."
After a brief introduction to the current situation, the following content is mainly divided into three parts.
One is that the Ministry of Magic concealed the owl theft that occurred early yesterday morning.
The second is another operation to collect contraband yesterday afternoon.
The third is a detailed analysis of whether Severus Snape is Batman, and whether tomorrow's emergency trial against him is reasonable.
Rita is indeed the queen of news, and her writing is still sharp. In just a few words, she can elevate the Ministry of Magic's cover-up to a shameful betrayal.
"They are already habitual offenders! Our right to know should not be deprived of them without restraint..."
This is followed by the seizure of contraband.
"It's so ridiculous! We are finally able to publish newspapers again, and the Ministry of Magic's actions are deliberately targeting us..."
When it comes to the final highlight, there are several dynamic photos that have not been released before.
"It's true that Severus Snape is the Potions Master, but is it too hasty to judge it as evidence just based on the water of life and death on Catwoman's paws?"
The photos are all of Ministry personnel hanging upside down, and although there is no date when they were taken, they clearly took place after Snape was imprisoned.
"According to the latest news from informants, the Bat Family conducted an unprecedented large-scale operation early this morning. I hope the Ministry of Magic can promptly announce the details of the investigation to the public and stop depriving us of our limited right to know!"
Public opinion can be suppressed today, but what about tomorrow and the day after tomorrow?
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