Harry Potter’s Morning Light

   Chapter 1034

  A little earlier, in the evening

  Joseph came to the greenhouse along the road he accidentally discovered the other day.

  It hadn't rained when he set off. The rain had already started, and the hem of his robe was quickly soaked by the splashing rain.

  Fr Stein was driving the chickens back to the chicken coop. As soon as he closed the door of the cage, the envoy from the Vatican had already arrived in front of him.

  "Alex Brown was infected with Amoeba in Florida. His aggressive behavior may be related to brain damage." Joseph said.

   "Very good, not possessed by the devil." Stein said calmly, "I think my brothers can finally feel relieved."

  "Can you give me an explanation?" Joseph asked.

   "What's the explanation?"

   "How did Mr. Brown come from Venice to this deep mountain? I asked other people. They didn't see any other helicopters except mine."

Father Stein did not answer.

   "On the day Mr. Brown came, strangers came to visit, including a woman, who is she?"

  "We shouldn't discuss this issue." Stylin took the **** placed at the door and prepared to leave.

   "I don't think so." Joseph stood in front of Stein.

   "What do you want to know from me?"

"the truth."

  "I don’t think I know more than you, Father Joseph, it’s raining heavily. You should go back soon."

   "I will report it to the church." Joseph said, "There will be more people investigating at that time. I believe those people may not be as good at talking as I am."

  Stein laughed.

"what's so funny?"

"What can they do to me after the investigation? Can I be sentenced to death in the name of using witchcraft like a heresy? Young man, any nursing home at my age is better than the one I live in now. If you are going to threaten me, then you should be more serious."

   "You are so ungodly to God..."

  "On the contrary, I have more piety to God than many people. He is in my heart and does not need to be shown to others by penance, let alone miracles."

   "You rebellious..."

"I regret that Mr. Brown was parasitized by amoeba, but if he has another disease, we will lock him in this monastery and investigate whether he is possessed by the devil is a waste of precious treatment time. So many people believe in science for a reason."

   "How much do you believe in God?"

"I don't believe that there is such an instrument in the world that can measure it, and it is more important than questioning the beliefs of small people like me that we still have a common enemy. We should not fight inwardly because of our different opinions and positions. , To give the enemy a chance to come in. In the past hundreds or thousands of years, how many times have we always split when we need to be united! You should see a more magnificent landscape, special envoy."

"There have been terrible things in this monastery. The Archbishop of Cologne suspended the investigation in order to prevent the situation from spreading. But do you think all these people are really innocent?" Joseph shouted at Stein, "Magic worship ceremony." Not just dancing around the fire, but also offering sacrifices. In that savage age, do you think it’s enough for the people participating in the ceremony to use chickens and sheep?"

  The two of them stared at each other for a while, and finally Stein took the lead to leave.

   "Scars can predict the future. When the weather changes, the scars are always the first to know. The storm is coming. Looking at the current weather, I am afraid that the helicopter will not be able to pick you up." Stein said without looking back.

  Joseph watched Stein's back.

  Thick dark clouds obscured the sun, and the sky darkened earlier.

  Just four years before the bizarre murder of the Prince’s Abbey, there was the Cologne War. At that time, during the Reformation, the two parties involved were Protestants and Catholic mercenaries.

  When the bishops and the king were arguing over power, Bruno was burned to death on Campo de' Fiori.

  The Old Testament Book of Leviticus records that the best sacrifice is to burn the whole beast with fire.

  “Sometimes it’s really hard to define the difference between humans and beasts.” Joseph said to himself, and a chicken in the chicken coop "chuckled" in response.

  Of course he would not pay attention to the cry of a chicken, and walked to the monastery on the muddy road poured by rain.

  At the same time, there was a muffled thunder in the distance, as if Stein said, a storm was coming soon.

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  British, London, Whitehall Underground Ministry of Magic, Interrogation Room

  The weather in the UK is always so cloudy and rainy, but the annual rainfall is not very high. It seems that this rain is not real rain, like a thin mist, it is difficult to see when the sun is shining.

  Because of the sudden and rainy weather, even if it is a rare sunny day, British people still have to go out with umbrellas and raincoats.

   Harry Potter recalled the first time he saw Hagrid and the first time he went to the courtroom.

  Hagrid’s wand is hidden in an umbrella, and Mrs. Fegg, who lives in the small Huijin district, always wears a raincoat.

She is indeed weird, but not because of her dress, but because she has a lot of cats, but compared to that of Peggy, who was turned into a balloon and floated away by him, it is quite normal. She actually has 32 cats. dog.

   Fortunately, that day was night, unlike when he and Ron drove to school in a flying car, it was daytime. Not many people witnessed it.

  He couldn't help but laugh at the thought that he and Ron were panicked by the beating Liu and Ron received the yelling letter, and then he was pulled by his sleeve.

  Pasi Weasley was sitting next to him, as if he had pulled it just now, and at the same time he found everyone in the large conference hall was looking at him, including Calvin Robazzi, the director of the Auror office.

  "What do you think, Mr. Director?" Kingsley Shaker's agent and cousin Robert Shaker asked from his position.

Harry looked around in confusion, hoping someone could give him a hint. Hermione Weasley, the director of the House Elf Placement Committee, who was sitting in the corner, looked at Harry Potter, who was sitting at the presiding judge, with a worried look. , Said the word "werewolf" silently.

  Harry saw it, but still didn't know what it was talking about, then Calvin stood up and said to Robert.

"The intention of the werewolves is now obvious. They not only want to subvert the Ministry of Magic, but also want to expose the entire wizarding world. Adopting a gentle policy cannot curb their ambitions. I suggest that from now on, the werewolves should be listed as pests, and Immediately enter the state of wartime."

   "No!" Harry said subconsciously, and everyone turned their attention to him again.

   "No?" Calvin asked Harry with a smoky voice, "Why not?"

   "As I said before, we should negotiate with the werewolves and try our best to meet their requirements." Robert said in an interface.

"Satisfy their requirements? Give them more little wizards to bite, or offer Muggles in front of them like fresh meat?" Calvin said with a smile, and then he changed his face and shouted sharply." Those monsters are blackmailing us! Wake up, Robert!"

  His voice echoed in the courtroom like an expanding curse.

"Why did we establish the Auror? This is the time. It is now a very urgent moment. What the werewolves do is declaring war, and our countermeasures are only to challenge. It is us, we Aurors are going to go. The frontline bleeds, and you only need to wait for the battle report in the office or at home. I can’t figure out why I continue to waste time discussing this topic here. If I take the liberty, this is a particularly critical and terrifying moment. I know how worried you are, but the more at this time, the less we can hesitate to worry about whether we can win this war. We must win this war! I never worry about action, but only worry about no action. I don’t want to be Kang. Like Nari Fudge, he builds popularity by being likable, sitting in a bucket to let himself rise."

  Weizengamo immediately made a noise, and Harry Potter struck a few hammers to calm everyone down.

   "Quiet, quiet!" Harry yelled, sweat dripping on his forehead.

   Calvin sat down at this moment. Behind him were two black-robed wizards shaking hands with him, while his vulture-like eyes were fixed on Harry Potter.

  "He is the director of the Auror office appointed by Sterling." Passy whispered to Harry, "Now Sterling is considered a war hero, and his appointment is considered wise and decisive."

  Because of this, can Calvin ignore his predecessor and the living Minister of Magic?

Harry thought so, and looked at the wooden hammer in his hand again. It was Fudge who didn't believe that Voldemort was back and used newspapers to smear him and Dumbledore. Fudge was in this position, almost because he used magic to defend himself. Convicted Harry of guilt.

  That year was the year Sirius escaped from prison. Harry turned Page into a balloon. It was also Fudge who said that he was okay with magic outside the school, and someone had dealt with it.

  Fudge is indeed not a respectable Minister of Magic, he even thought that Albus Dumbledore was eager to take his power.

  Harry thought so before, but now, he feels that he is sitting in a hot red chair, feeling as uncomfortable as if he is on fire.

   "So, what do you think, Mr. Director?" Robert Shaker asked the question again.

   Harry looked at Hermione subconsciously, she was looking at him worriedly.

  Kingsley is not here now. When the Minister is away, some important issues will be approved by Wizengamore. Now Harry can announce a show of hands.

   "Adjournment!" Harry said categorically, and then stood up with the robes in the way, leaving the presiding judge amidst the whispers.

  "Where are you going?" Eugene Nielsen, president of the Extraordinary Pharmacists Association asked.

   "Find some fresh air!" Harry said without looking back, leaving this suffocating place with no fake windows.

There was no elevator in the courtroom and no toilet. Harry couldn't find a place to wash his face like Draco Malfoy did. But when he stepped up the stairs, Hermione chased him up and stopped. he.

   "Are you okay?" she asked worriedly.

   "Okay? Of course good, great!" He took small steps like a boxer and said aggressively, "Do I look good? Hermione!"

   "I know it's hard to decide..."

"No, you don't understand!" Harry waved his hands excitedly. "I am Teddy Lupin's godfather, and you know what it means if I agree to this motion! His father will become the same pest as Bendiman. , Don’t you often say that Remus is your favorite professor? Can you kill Remus like a moth?"

   "Stop!"

   "Stop what?"

  "You have to think about the overall situation. Ron is still looking for the whereabouts of Pete Pediru. Our situation is very bad. It is not the time for you to be emotional."

   "Are you going to tell me that I am not a Horcrux guess?"

   "Dumbledore may also make a mistake..."

   "Like what?" Harry looked at Hermione with excitement, as if he was going to maintain it to the end.

  She didn't know what to say for a while.

  After spinning around like a trapped beast, Harry stood against the wall with exhaustion, looking up at the ceiling that was the same color as the floor tiles.

   "The blood of the innocent will flow. I don't want to see that scene." Harry said tiredly, "I want to protect Teddy."

   "I know." Hermione walked over and hugged Harry. "This is one of Dumbledore's mistakes. He tried to turn a werewolf into a human."

   "Do you discriminate against him too, Hermione?"

   "It's not discrimination." She said sadly, "He wants to fix an unrecoverable mistake, just like he puts on a ring with a resurrection stone and wants to resurrect a person."

   "How did the werewolf appear?" Harry asked.

   "No one knows." Hermione said, "Also, I have something to tell you."

"what's up?"

   "Do you still understand snake language?"

   Harry looked at her suspiciously.

   "I think it's time to say that your scars are beginning to hurt."

   "But I don't feel any pain."

   "I know, you just need to say that!"

  Harry glanced at the back of his hand, the scar on it was very fuzzy, but he could still make out the line.

  I cannot lie.

  It was written by Umbridge when he was punishing him, because she used black magic, so even if he dealt with it in time, it still left scars.

   "You're right." Harry looked at Hermione with the same green eyes as his mother. "Sometimes I feel pain."

   "Very good." Hermione sighed with relief. "You can't stop the wizard from fighting the werewolf, but you can list the werewolf as a pest, at least not as extinct as the Peruvian Fangtooth."

   "Then what should I do?"

   "Remember the retired Auror Nursing Home? I'm sure there will be an Auror who was bitten by a werewolf in battle."

   "Thank you, Hermione, you helped a lot."

   "There is more."

"what?"

  Hermione hesitated and shook her head.

   "Forget it, it's nothing, it's not important compared to what's in front of you."

  Speaking, Hermione took Harry's hand and walked back to the courtroom again.

  　 Calvin’s speech borrowed from Churchill’s speech

  (End of this chapter)