Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

Chapter 526 Chris' Round
"Enough! I'm not here to watch you smoke and listen to your chat!"

Scrimgeour, who couldn't bear it anymore, finally roared angrily.

However, many ministers in the conference room showed sarcasm, and Catherine Picquely even sarcastically said:

"Tsk tsk! That doesn't sound like a begging tone, Mr Scrimgeour."

"That's it!"

Audrey's minister on the side also echoed, and after saying that, the fat middle-aged man looked at Catherine Picquery with a look of licking a dog.

Scrimgeour laughed angrily.

Originally, asking for help from the International Federation of Magic was shameful enough, but I didn't expect this group of damned politicians to play Tai Chi with him. Not only did he delay his emissary for so long, but he even showed up in person. A look of indifference!

To be honest, Scrimgeour really wants to teach these Ministers of Magic a lesson. Being from the Auror army, he is confident that he can beat them all to the ground!

But in the end, he still resisted the urge.

You must know that the situation in the country has become more and more serious now. If there is another fallout here, you don't have to be the Minister of Magic. Hurry up and cut yourself off from the people!
Seeing Scrimgeour's aggrieved look of being extremely angry but unable to make a move, Catherine Picquery couldn't help laughing.

Her laughter was very soft at first, but it seemed that she couldn't help it later, and it became louder and louder.

We all know that a smile is contagious.

In the end, most of the ministers in the conference room laughed out loud. The laughter was so loud that even the flame in the fireplace trembled.

And this fiercely burning flame just represented Scrimgeour's mood at the moment, and now he was about to lose his mind.

Fortunately, Catherine Picquery soon stopped laughing and waved for everyone to shut up too.

After the conference room became quiet again, Catherine Picquery slowly stood up from the soft chair, swayed to Scrimgeour and said:
"Actually, haven't we already told you the conditions? As long as you accept it, we will immediately send Auror troops to help you wipe out the rebellion."

"Boom! Are you talking about conditions? You are obviously robbing!"

It's okay if Picquery didn't say this, but Scrimgeour immediately became angry when he mentioned this, knocked on the table and stood up, yelling condescendingly at Picquery.

This is also a very normal reaction, because the conditions demanded by the International Federation of Magic represented by Picqueli are too much.

The other side not only asked China to give a large amount of resource compensation and trade policy preference, but even listed a document called 'Talent Draining Plan' and asked Scrimgeour to sign it.

This document clearly specifies that for every student who graduates from Hogwarts within the next ten years, among the employment recommendations given by Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic, the recommendation to go to a foreign country for employment has the highest priority!
This is only a condition for pure-blood nobles. As for Muggle and half-blood wizards, there is no choice at all. If they don't go to foreign countries for employment, then no unit in the country is allowed to recruit them.

This is simply a chronic poison!
You must know that the most precious resource in the entire wizarding world is talents, and the International Federation of Magic is undoubtedly using the blood of the country to subsidize other countries, and this subsidy will last for ten years!

Scrimgeour reckoned that after ten years, the entire Ministry of Magic of China would basically be finished, and they couldn't support such a large organization with pure-blood wizards alone.

This was undoubtedly absolutely unacceptable to Scrimgeour!
Facing Scrimgeour, Piqueli looked up at him without fear, not at all forced by the condescending aura of the opponent.

"Hehehe! It seems that you haven't figured out the seriousness of the matter. If that's the case, then you can continue to think about it. I'm not in a hurry anyway."

After saying that, Piqueli turned around and went back to his soft chair.

"Are you not in a hurry? Are you kidding me? Haha! I have to say, you did succeed." Scrimgeour also flashed a hint of sarcasm, "What is the situation in your country now? You yourself Don’t you know? The vampire named Carlisle and the house elf named Kled, the things these two guys provoked seem to be much weaker than those in the country, right? No! In a sense, your troubles should be okay. If it is more serious, at least the ky people on my side are relatively gentle and try not to use force, but yours is different, such things as violence have been deeply engraved in the blood of those beasts!"

Picquely's footsteps suddenly stopped, which made Scrimgeour feel a lot better. He thought that what he just said hit the pain point of the other party.

But what surprised Scrimgeour was that after a short pause, Piqueli turned his head and slowly came to him with a weird smile on his face.

"Mr. Scrimgeour, I find that you really don't seem to know us at all." Piqueli said softly, "We are different from you. The cornerstone of the Magic Congress of the United States will always be us who stand at the top of the pyramid. Top-level wizards, we exist only in the Magical Congress of America! As for other creatures, whether it is No-Maj wizards, vampires, or those middle-class wizards who are treated as classes by others, they are just a group of nourishment for the United States, and they are inexhaustible It's just endless manure. Do you think we'd be anxious about a war between a bunch of manure?"

After saying that, Picquery returned to his seat with a smile, and even blew a mouthful of cigarettes on Scrimgeour's face before leaving.

This made Scrimgeour feel extremely humiliated, but reason still made him restrain himself, and he could only clenched his fists to vent his anger.

And after this turmoil, the process of the meeting returned to the original point, and Scrimgeour understood that these ministers of the Ministry of Magic were determined to bite off a big piece of flesh from him this time!

Taking a deep breath, he was almost about to leave.

Scrimgeour is not a selfish person. Compared to trading the future of the Ministry of Magic for temporary stability, he is even more willing to be defeated by the resistance organization headed by Mike.

At least this country still has a future to speak of!

But just when he was about to make up his mind, the door of the meeting room was suddenly pushed open.

A young brunette walked in slowly!
This surprised all the ministers in the conference room, and Picquery even pointed the smoking bong in his hand at the young man—it turned out to be a magic wand!
It is very normal for them to have such a reaction. You must know that this is Marie Gioia, the most mysterious place with the highest security level in the International Federation of Wizards!

But the other party unexpectedly appeared here without anyone noticing!

But when the ministers were vigilant, they saw the brown-haired young man smiled and bowed to everyone:

"Misters and ladies, good afternoon. Please allow me to introduce myself. I am Chris Flint, the current head of the Flint family!"

As soon as this remark came out, Scrimgeour's red eyes, which had been stimulated by Piquelli, narrowed in understanding.

As the Minister of the Ministry of Magic, he naturally knows the surname Flint. At the same time, he is also very clear that the Flint family disappeared as early as the first time Voldemort officially returned, and even took it away at the same time. Many pure-blood families caused the pure-blood faction in the country's wizarding world to lose half of its power at once.

It was also why he was so wary of Chris, especially when the other party appeared in such a weird way.

At this time, Picquery on the side also reacted, she still pointed her wand at Chris, but she said:
"Flint, one of the 28 sacred clans, has really known you for a long time. But can Mr. Flint explain how you came here?"

"It's not important." Chris said with a smile, "The important thing is that I can help you solve today's problems, Minister Scrimgeour."

Picquely, who was ignored, was a little angry, but before she could speak, Scrimgeour said in a cold voice:
"Oh? Why should I trust you?"

Chris smiled slightly, but did not speak, but extended his palm towards everyone.

This action made everyone in the conference room nervous, Minister Audrey's hand even trembled, and the magic spell that had been brewing for a long time on the tip of her staff was actually launched directly.

The corners of Piqueli's mouth turned up, and she could already foresee the embarrassment of this impolite man.

As for whether the other party will be killed by Minister Audrey, this is something she has never thought about. Since the other party can sneak in here, they will not be killed so easily.

The next moment, Picqueli's expression froze.

Because a terrifying suction force suddenly appeared from Chris’ outstretched palm, which almost sucked everyone around, and the spell shot by Minister Audrey was forcibly changed by this force. Absorbed to his palm.

But this suction has not disappeared. Under the action of the suction, everyone only felt that the oxygen around them was slowly being exhausted, and in Chris' hands, a group of pale green terrifying light balls were slowly condensing.

Feeling the terrifying aura in the ball of light, the expressions of Picquery and Scrimgeour changed drastically.

Without a stick or sound, he can freely control the surrounding natural elements for his own use. This is an ability that only legendary wizards can possess!

The next moment, the ball of light in Chris's hand was thrown at Minister Audrey with a random wave.

"Ah!~"

A miserable scream came from Minister Audrey's mouth. After hitting his chest, the ball of light didn't explode like a normal spell, but directly 'embedded' on his chest.

Moreover, the seemingly stationary ball of light was actually rotating at high speed. Under the influence of such a terrifying force, Minister Audrey's suit had already been torn into pieces, and the fat on her chest was quickly torn into pieces. Distorted into a blood mist, people can't bear to look directly at it!

This was far from over, just when Minister Audrey's chest was cut open, and Scrimgeour and the others could almost see the beating heart inside.

The ball of light finally exploded.

The violent explosion that everyone expected did not appear, but a large group of flames suddenly emerged from it, spread along Minister Audrey's chest and quickly spread to her limbs, and finally completely burned it up, changing everything. A mass of gray ashes!
"You... are you a legend?"

Picquery stammered, at this moment, she felt very thirsty when she thought that she had done such a disrespectful move to a legendary wizard just now.

And just like before, Chris still ignored her, just raised his head slightly and said to Scrimgeour:

"Do you think this is enough?"

After saying that, he didn't wait for Scrimgeour to reply, and quickly said:
"If that wasn't enough..."

"Oh!"

A blast came from behind Chris, and the solid door made entirely of obsidian was blasted open.

A large expanse of gray smoke filled the air immediately, and when the smoke cleared, more than a dozen black-clothed wizards wearing wooden animal masks appeared behind Chris stepping on the gravel all over the ground.

Piqueli collapsed to the ground, and now she only felt that even her own brain was trembling unconsciously.

Because through the bombed gate, she could clearly see the mountain of corpses piled up in the corridor behind Chris and the others. They were all the security personnel brought by their ministers for this meeting!

Those are the most elite Aurors in every Ministry of Magic!He was slaughtered like this, and he didn't even utter a single scream before dying!
These people standing in front of me now... just how strong are they?
Scrimgeour's body was also trembling slightly, but what made him respond was not the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood outside the conference room, but the badges on the chests of the dozen or so masked wizards.

These badges are different, but the same exquisite and simple.

Scrimgeour knew very well that these badges were all the crests of pure-blood families!
Now that they have appeared here, does that mean that the family behind them has also pledged their allegiance to Chris Flint?
Scrimgeour lowered his head involuntarily. If there was a legendary wizard and the help of more than a dozen pure-blood families, then those mobs in the country would be nothing to worry about.

Suddenly, he raised his head suddenly, stared at Chris with his bloodshot eyes and gritted his teeth:

"what do you want?"

Hearing this, Chris had a rare serious expression on his face.

He slowly approached Scrimgeour, looked into his eyes and said:

"I want the entire Ministry of Magic!"

Scrimgeour was taken aback for a moment, but the next moment he said without hesitation:
"Okay! I will resign as soon as I go back, and I will recommend you as the next Minister of Magic! As long as you...you can make the Ministry of Magic great again!"

"as you wish!"

After saying that, Chris turned around and left with the dozen or so masked wizards, and Scrimgeour quickly followed after hesitating for a moment.

At this time, Chris, who was walking in the front, had a sneer on his face. Looking at the mountains of corpses in the corridor, he said in a voice that only he could hear:
"Now, it's my turn!"

(End of this chapter)