Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

Chapter 537 News of the Public Trial

Looking at the assistant minister who was stunned by his words, Chris shook his head in disappointment. He felt that it was necessary for him to change his assistant.

Now this assistant is not only a man, but also has a substandard IQ.

But this is also normal. Even the IQs of the officials of the Ministry of Magic are so low, how can the assistants selected by them be so smart?
In his mind, as long as he is a person with a normal brain development, he can see that the reason why he, an underage wizard, was able to become the minister of the Ministry of Magic was because the previous minister stepped down for no reason. This in itself It represents his extraordinary.

Chris originally thought that these officials would be smarter, and they would first test and then consider the matter of seeking benefits. In this way, after these people have discovered the horror of their own power, they should die down and bow their heads, so that the matter can end peacefully .

But those officials ignored it and launched an attack directly.

He even thought that relying on the method of bagong could make him burn out.

This is the dumbest idea ever!

Thinking of this, the corners of Chris's mouth slowly rose.

He believes that under his own plan, things will change soon, maybe... tomorrow.

……

On the other hand, the officials of the Ministry of Magic did not know that a huge danger was slowly approaching them.

They left the Ministry cheerfully after one of the most relaxing classes they had ever had.

Most of them chose to go to Diagon Alley for a drink to celebrate today's victory, but Wallon, who was a clerk in the Werewolf Registration Office, chose to go home directly.

He almost couldn't wait to go home and share today's joy with his wife.

You must know that the Werewolf Registration Office is almost the least lucrative place in the entire Ministry of Magic, and there are so many werewolves in the country, which leads to a huge daily workload for the Werewolf Registration Office, and clerks like Wallon are even more basic. I have to work overtime every day.

So much work for so little money, it's a job that couldn't be worse!

Wallon could swear that if he hadn't found another better job, he would definitely resign!

But today it's all different, they bagong!No need to face those stinky werewolves anymore!
Today is simply the most relaxing class that Wallon has taken since he officially took office!
If possible, he sincerely hoped that the newly appointed baby minister could persist for a while longer, so that this relaxed life could last for a few more days.

This was already Walloon's only expectation. As for the bagong bonus promised by their director, Walloon had never expected it.

You must know that their director is an old buckle. It is better to expect the sun to rise from the west tomorrow than to expect him to pay bonuses.

But even putting aside these things, this bagong operation is extremely glorious in the eyes of Wallon!
Merlin's beard!Openly bagong used this to force the Minister of Magic to give them more benefits. This kind of bold and reckless thing was almost never imagined by Wallon!
He can boast about this kind of thing for at least three years!

As for the failure, he never thought about it.

You must know that there are too many people participating in the operation this time. It is absolutely impossible for the baby minister to deal with them when they are united as one. The same applies to the world.

But when Wallon returned home excitedly, ready to hug his pregnant wife, he was surprised to find that his house seemed a little messy.

This is a very abnormal thing. You must know that even though his wife is pregnant, she is still performing her duties as a full-time wife. She manages the house in an orderly manner every day, and prepares dinner for herself to go home.

Wallon was also very moved by this, although these things are not difficult for a witch with the ability to cast spells.

An ominous premonition rose from Wallon's heart in an instant. He carefully pulled out his wand, lowered his footsteps, and slowly moved to the bedroom door not far away.

Taking a deep breath, he suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and stretched out his trembling hand, put it on the doorknob of the bedroom and slowly pushed it in.

This is an extremely dangerous thing. If someone hides in the room, the other party may attack the moment the door is opened!

But the expected danger did not come, and Wallon pushed open the door very smoothly, which made him a little relieved.

But when he really saw the scene in the bedroom clearly, his heart was raised again!
I saw that the curtains in the bedroom were closed at this time, only a little light shone in through the heavy curtains, which made the whole room extremely dark.

In the darkness, his wife was sitting on their favorite wicker chair.

It's just that her state is not right at this moment, tears are constantly falling from the corners of her eyes, and her body is also trembling unceasingly.

And at this moment, Wallon's wife finally found her husband. She kept opening and closing her excited mouth, but she couldn't make any sound. She could only keep shaking her head at Wallon.

This made Wallon quickly realize that the danger had not left.

He instinctively looked up into the darkness behind his wife, and saw a tall man in a black robe wearing a bat mask standing there quietly.

Wallon felt like his scalp was going to explode!

He gritted his teeth and stared at the man in black with his big eyes.

If possible, Valon really wants to cast the Disarming Curse directly. He is still very confident in his own strength. You must know that he was also a very good student when he was studying at Hogwarts, otherwise he would not be able to enter magic. Ministry.

It's a pity that he couldn't do this, because the light brown magic wand in the other party's hand was pressing firmly against the back of his wife's head.

Taking two deep breaths, Wallon forced himself to calm down, gritted his teeth and said angrily:
"What do you want? Robbery? All my money is in the locker to your left, and you can..."

"Shh!"

The man in the bat mask made a silent gesture, and Wallon closed his mouth without hesitation.

Seeing this, the masked man nodded in satisfaction, and said in a voice that was obviously disguised and neither male nor female:

"Vallon Campbell, I need you to work hard tomorrow, otherwise..."

The masked man didn't continue to speak, but he patted the hostage's cheeks lightly with the magic wand in his hand, which was self-evident.

"That's why you came here?" Wallon couldn't believe his ears, but soon he realized that now was not the time to question the other party, and immediately said, "No problem, I promise you!"

"Okay, I hope you can keep your promise, I don't want to do it a second time."

The masked man spoke slowly, and as his voice echoed in the house, his figure gradually became unreal, and finally disappeared.

Seeing this, Wallon hurried forward and hugged his exhausted wife!
……

The next day, Wallon, who had comforted his wife, went to the Ministry of Magic early.

He felt a little heavy and depressed at the moment.

After a night of thinking, he quickly understood that this should be a threat from the new Minister of Magic.

However, why did the other party come to threaten him?
He is just a small clerk, even if he really works hard, what can it change?Don't other people still bagong?

Wallon was deeply puzzled by this, but this did not prevent him from implementing the other party's request.

After all, my wife is still pregnant, and the beautiful family life has just begun, and I must not let her fall into danger.

For this reason, he was even ready to accept the scolding of his own director and the contempt of his colleagues.

But when he actually came to the office, he unexpectedly found that his colleagues today had the same Sima face as him, and even the serious office director didn't have a very good face.

What surprised him even more was that when the working hours arrived, the Werewolf Registration Office returned to its usual busyness.

Everyone returned to their workstations silently, and started working with gloomy faces.

This kind of work attitude is obviously unqualified. Fortunately, most of the werewolves who came to register were the ones who were used to being bullied, so they didn't dare to complain.

What's more, although the attitude is not good, the work efficiency of their window today has increased several times compared to before!
Almost everyone is working hard like chicken blood!

Most of the other offices in the Ministry of Magic were also in the same situation. Everyone just worked in silence, as if yesterday's bagong incident never happened at all.

At the same time, the instigators who started this bagong event all jumped out, but their attitudes have changed 180 degrees compared to yesterday. Not only did they no longer sarcastically belittle those young ministers, but they also went all out. Started to praise the new minister's governance ability!

A very few shameless people even proposed to remove the statue of the magic brothers in the hall and replace it with the statue of the new minister. They also said that this is a great thing. That statue can also appease those people, it kills two birds with one stone!
It was only now that Wallon finally understood that not only himself, everyone in front of him probably received death threats last night!

This made Wallon couldn't help shivering. If things were as he had guessed, then the power behind this newly appointed baby minister might be far beyond his imagination!

Thinking of this, the speed at which Wallon stamped his hands increased a lot, which flattered the werewolf standing in front of him!
On the other hand, when the officials of the Ministry of Magic were working in fear, Chris was swaying his legs in the office, shaking his legs while listening to his assistant's report.

But what was different from yesterday was that the assistant who was reporting the situation to Chris had changed from a freckled man into a young and beautiful witch.

Not only that, Chris's office has also changed drastically at this moment. The Ministry of Magic above his head has long been replaced with a huge crystal chandelier, the desk has also been replaced with agarwood, and even the floor and brick walls in the office All have been replaced with special ones!
All of this is the masterpiece of the family of pure-blood wizards, and to them, this is nothing.

And when Chris heard the assistant say in an incredible tone, 'Everyone has returned to work. 'At the time, a sarcastic smile could not be suppressed on his face.

Things were exactly as he had expected. Most of the Ministry of Magic officials were soft-boned, and they came back to work obediently after being slightly intimidated by someone he sent.

As for those few hard bones, they have no chance to continue to work, because they have basically been killed by the people sent by Chris.

This is not too difficult for Chris's handpicked combatants.

The male assistant on the opposite side of the desk was still reporting on the situation of the Ministry of Magic today, but Chris was no longer interested in continuing to listen.

He waved his hand irritably, and the female assistant was also very sensible, she shut her mouth and obediently stood aside, waiting for Chris's next order.

This pleased Chris very much.

In fact, the reason why he wants to change to a beautiful assistant is not because he wants to do something hh, but because he simply thinks that beautiful women are more eye-catching.

Nodding towards the female assistant, Chris smiled and said:

"You go and draw up a notice for the Daily Prophet to send out, saying that in three days we will hold a public trial for the heinous McTownley, and anyone can come in and listen."

The female assistant nodded solemnly. Seeing this, Chris took out a document from the drawer and threw it on the table and continued:
"Also take this document and notify the Wizengamot Council that they will be there on time in three days for McTownley's trial without delay. If they don't arrive on time this time... they will bear the consequences!"

The female assistant raised her eyebrows and looked at Chris with some embarrassment. After a while, she hesitated and said:

"This...isn't that good, the Wizengamot Council..."

"This kind of thing is not something you should worry about, you just do what I tell you."

"Understood, Mr. Minister."

The female assistant of Yanba stopped talking, picked up the document and left the office, leaving only Chris sitting on the boss chair, with a faint sneer still hanging from the corner of her mouth.

The Wizengamot Council, an internationally renowned organization, did not pose any threat to him, the Minister of Magic who had already recruited many pure-blood wizard families.

Because most of the councilors were from his pure-blooded families, they were naturally on his side.

So, in fact, this public trial against Mike is just a show, and under his control, Mike has no hope of being pardoned at all.

"Mike, Mike, I won in the end!"

In the quiet office, Chris whispered alone.

(End of this chapter)