Hogwarts Everything is Three

Nancy wanted to say something when she heard their argument, but the atmosphere still kept her from uttering words that she knew would not be valued, and Allen smiled at her to show her comfort.

Rufus Scrimgeour has always disliked the Harris family, even if the so-called new savior in front of him designed to fight off the black wizard's leading mysterious person, he can't like it-obviously with the current strength of the Harris family More direct and effective means to deal with mysterious people, and they did not do that.

From the subsequent events and the recent press conference, we can also see the wolf ambition of the Harris family. They are not only satisfied with controlling the Ministry of Magic, they have gone too far. For this reason, Scrimgeour had to agree to the invitation of those pure-blood families, and used their power to unite and resist the hegemony of the Harris family to control the magical world.

Now that Alan wanted to intervene in the Auror's office, Scrimgeour was bored in his heart. He felt that this was one of Harris' attempts to control the Auror's office.

"You are too absolute, Mr. Scrimgeour. This is not a department of the Auror office." Allen was completely unaffected by the opponent's tough aura, leaning forward slightly, "I can get the Magic Law Enforcement Department. With the permission of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters, although it is a bit troublesome, it can still be done legally and compliantly."

"Professor Harris, you come to dominate this matter..." Scrimgeour sat upright, "If you know the exact location of the mysterious person from her memory, then you must immediately lead the team to solve the mystery. People. As long as you agree to this matter, my subordinates and I will be willing to listen to you, without any difference."

"There is no need to be so nervous between us..." Allen paused. Although Scrimgeour is too stubborn, he is indeed dedicated to fighting the dark wizard. He calmed down and continued, "We Be safe. If you just rush in and let him slip, you won't be so easy to catch next time."

Sterling's attention was all on Alan's body. He didn't notice that it was on the table next to him. A little ripple appeared in his teacup and calmed down. Allen raised the teacup flatly. Kong Jing asked Scrimgeour. No matter how he didn't like Harris, Scrimgeour picked up his teacup and took a sip of tea out of courtesy.

Scrimgeour stared at Allen intently, "If Professor Harris is unwilling, you can also choose to go through your so-called program. However, before you get permission, I will personally extract the memory of the female Muggle and erase it for her. Scrimgeour’s hard face showed a sly smile, and he drew out his wand and held it in his hand. “Although this is not entirely in compliance with the regulations, it does not violate the law.”

In fact, the director of the Auror Office of the Ministry of Magic has another worry that he did not say. The reason why Scrimgeour insisted on extracting his memories was because the Harris family’s armed Aurors were too particular about results and the methods were rude. The female Muggle who was lucky enough to escape from the Death Eaters will be hurt again in Harris's hands-even if Harris, in order to obtain more detailed and detailed information, damages the female Muggle’s memory and causes any sequelae. , They will not be blamed, after all, this is to fight the mysterious man, and the victim is just a Muggle.

Scrimgeour did not have a liking for Muggles more than the average wizard should have, but out of disgust and confrontation with Harris and admiration for Nancy's ability to escape from the dark wizard.

But just before Alan spoke, Scrimgeour's expression changed again.

The director of the Auror Office of the Ministry of Magic looked stiff at this time, his lower abdomen throbbed suddenly, and the unremarkable diarrhea sensation strongly impacted him, severe colic attacked his lower abdomen, and he felt his intestines and stomach. Surging. His legs were tight, and his composure placed his mind on the control sphincter, which made his expression very embarrassing and unnatural.

But this unexpected and sudden strong feeling made him unbearable. He quickly stood up and stiffly said to Allen: "Sorry, let's be out of company."

When Scrimgeour got up, Alan's hand waved slightly, and the wand in Scrim's hand fell to the ground. In a hurry, Scrimgeour felt that there was no time to pick it up, but quickly sprinted with his legs. I went out, and in the process turned his head to the other stunned and inexplicable subordinates and ordered: "You can entertain Professor Harris, the Muggle lady must wait for me to come back!"

At this time, in the toilet of the Magic Law Enforcement Department on the second floor of the Ministry of Magic, Cedric Diggory’s father, Amos Diggory of the Fantastic Beast Management and Control Department has been suffering from constipation for many years, in order to avoid I was ridiculed by my colleagues in the division, and I went up to two floors from my own division on the fourth floor of the basement. Recently, I tried to use the toilets on different floors every day to avoid being ridiculed by others.

But today, he also squatted for half an hour and couldn't produce anything. At this moment, hearing the stomping and stomping hurriedly outside the door, Amos understood that there was probably no space left in the bathroom, and the person outside the door Obviously, he was very anxious to solve his personal problems, so he decided to go out and brew for a while. He got up helplessly and pushed open the toilet door and went out.

A person rushed in from him like a whirlwind, Amos turned and looked back at the toilet door that slammed shut. He didn't miss Rufus Scrimgeour's sinking face.

"Unexpectedly, Rufus, who has always been vigorous and resolute, would race against time when going to the toilet." Amos rubbed his hands and wanted to improve efficiency, but his strength in this area completely did not allow him to do so~www.ltnovel.com~he only had it. Reluctantly staying outside the cubicle to brew, and some surprises watched the raven raised by a wizard who also flew to the toilet.

Asmo's inner activities were not over yet, and just a few seconds after the toilet door was closed, there was a sound of rustling and panic. Amos rubbed his belly and walked a few more times. After falling into silence for a while, Scrimgeour opened the door and walked out.

Seeing Amos Diggory still standing at the door, Lin's expression was stagnant at all times, his brows were tightened, his lips were tightly closed, and the breath radiating from his body was like a volcano that was suppressed for a long time to erupt.

Amos looked at him enviously and praised: "Director Scrimgeour, if only I could be as fast as you."

"What a shit! The belt buckle is locked!" For a moment of excitement, Scrimgeour blurted out and even took his hometown accent. Then he looked stagnant and returned to the toilet cubicle, the door being violently pulled by him. There was another excretion that made Amos feel happy.

Only this time Amos no longer envied him. He just lowered his head to see Scrimgeour's stiff posture, and the strong smell made him notice the yellowish-brown paste flowing out of the other's trousers.

"Mr. Diggory... can you lend me your wand for a while?" Scrimgeour's embarrassed voice was muffled through the toilet board.

Amos was reluctant to think of the other party's intention to borrow his wand, but due to the other party's power and position in the Ministry of Magic, he still passed the wand over the toilet door.

Not long after, when Scrimgeour came out holding the door frame, his belt was gone. He returned the wand to Amos, and Amos looked at Scrimgeour’s distortion and turned red like a pig. The face of the liver, he feels that this situation is hard to forget in his life.