I, Constantine, Chief Exorcist of Hogwarts

"This is awesome, John, can I really use this broom?"

"Oh my God, the mahogany handle and the anti-slip paint on it... Merlin, is this the Nimbus 2000 that sells for 1,400 galleons? It's so handsome!"

"Harry, I think we will definitely be the champions of this Quidditch match now..."

Ronald was still talking to himself. At this moment, the only thing in his world was the Nimbus 2000 in front of him.

However.

Just when he was stroking the flying broom in front of him excitedly and chattering incessantly, something suddenly fell from his head and hit him lightly on the head.

"Ouch, what is this?"

Ronald came back to his senses and looked at the "Daily Prophet" that was delivered to him during dinner. As his head gradually came to his senses, he suddenly thought of the time during the day when he seemed to have delivered it once.

However, he suddenly discovered that the originally noisy Hogwarts auditorium restaurant suddenly became silent.

Almost everyone was holding a copy of the "Daily Prophet" like the one he was holding in his hand at the moment. Their faces were either pale, or they were biting their fingers in panic and disbelief.

Looking at the content above, it seemed that even my breathing was paused at this moment.

Ronald looked down.

Before he could read the title clearly, a picture of a miserable and terrifying dead body instantly made his body tremble with fear.

That's a standard family of four.

A pair of young parents, plus two young children who looked less than three years old.

However, the circumstances of their deaths at this moment were so miserable that they could almost trigger nightmares for the community teacher at night.

The head and arms seemed to be ripped off from the body by something, with blood splattering everywhere.

In the end, the body was deliberately placed in a weird and terrifying posture.

A pair of torn-off arm bone spurs were inserted into the blood-soaked floor, holding up the head with white eyes and a face full of pain and fear.

And Ronald saw at a glance that there were two broken wands inserted between the eyebrows of the parents.

On the other side of the photo, there is a line of text written in blood.

Ronald's pupils shrank instantly.

"Everyone in the Ministry of Magic must die! Especially you, Cornelius Fudge!"

Ministry of Magic...

The color on Ronald's face instantly faded, and the beautiful mood that he was so happy about because of Nimbus 2000 also disappeared at this moment.

All that is left is deep fear and concern for his parents.

You know, his father, Arthur Weasley, is a staff member of the Ministry of Magic.

""Daily Prophet·Emergency Additional Issue": There have been multiple attacks on the families of Ministry of Magic officials in Devon. So far, six families with people working in the Ministry of Magic have been exterminated, with a total of 28 deaths."

"Currently, the Ministry of Magic has announced that it is in a state of emergency management. Wizards are advised not to come to the door for non-essential matters as much as possible..."

Above the newspaper, at the door of the Minister of Magic's office, Cornelius Fudge, sweating profusely and looking ugly, explained over and over again to the surrounding reporters and staff working in the Ministry of Magic.

"There is no so-called monster attack. Those who retaliate against us are the shameless Death Eater remnants! They are not completely wiped out yet... I reiterate again, it is not a monster attack!"

"Mr. Minister, according to the people who attacked nearby Muggles, in addition to hearing the screams of the families being attacked that day, they also heard what sounded like monsters roaring."

"Rumor! That was the result of those Death Eaters deliberately casting a confusion spell..."

John took a deep breath, and the hand that was sleeping on the newspaper tightened slightly at this moment.

The situation exceeded his expectations, and the Ministry of Magic was even more incompetent than he expected.

"A..."

Feeling Miss Know-It-All's little hand trembling slightly with fear, John let out a long sigh, and the other party hugged her.

While Harry looked at the newspaper in his hand, his eyes couldn't help but look in the direction of the Slytherin dining table.

"..."

"Don't make any noise! ​​Lucius and the others should have done it." John said calmly, signaling Harry to calm down. At this moment, his eyes noticed Della, whose face was as pale as paper, sitting at the Slytherin table, and her body was trembling. division.

obviously.

It wasn't just Harry who realized what was going on.

As Draco, who had personally experienced two demon attacks and had also seen his father Lucius's condition at that time, it was also his ten eyes that judged the tragedies reported in the newspapers.

How exactly did it happen.

Harry noticed the "they" in John's mouth, but looking at the situation of the people around him, he couldn't ask more questions.

John looked in the direction of Professor Dumbledore and the others. At this moment, Dumbledore happened to look at him.

With a glance, John understood the meaning instantly.

Go to his office in a while.

"John, me, my parents, are they going to be okay...Ginny is still at home."

Ronald, who was obviously a little confused due to panic, grabbed John's arm, and there were even a few tears in his eyes.

John frowned slightly.

"Don't worry, basically all the families in the Ministry of Magic who have had trouble here have said that they either have Aurors in their families, or they work in important departments such as the Department of Legal Enforcement [Mr. Weasley

"Our home is in Devon!"

Ronald's anxious shout made John's eyes froze.

He recalled carefully that the burrow where the Weasley family lived was located in the village of St. Catchpole, Audley, and the location of this village seemed to be in Devon.

The Weasley twins also looked worried at this moment.

It's Percy.

"Don't worry, since the Ministry of Magic has dispatched the Auror team, those Death Eaters will be captured soon.

Ronald, Fred, George: "…………"

The three of them looked at each other as if they were fools. Is it because you wanted to work in the Ministry of Magic so much that you believed too much in the nonsense those guys said?

John couldn't help but shook his head.

With the urinary nature of that good-for-nothing Fudge, he could even blame the Death Eaters for things that were obviously caused by evil spirits. That only meant one thing.

The so-called Death Eaters are compared to Lucius and a bunch of other evil spirits who escaped from the Ministry of Magic.

Not worth mentioning at all.

A sudden piece of bad news brought the originally lively Hogwarts dinner to a freezing point.

Hogwarts is one of the best wizarding schools in the British wizarding world, and even in the entire Europe.

Among them, there are quite a few people like Ronald who have relatives working in the Ministry of Magic.

But after a while, there were some little wizards on the scene who shed tears of worry and fear.

John noticed Dumbledore's signaling eyes, and quietly comforted Miss Know-It-All and Ronald, asking them to follow the prefect back to their respective dormitories to have an early rest.

He quickly walked through the small door on one side and followed Dumbledore Road towards the office.

"Professor, since Fudge has even used the Death Eaters as a shield, he will definitely send the largest force next to secretly deal with all evil spirits like Lucius and the others."

"But..." John paused slightly.

With a cold look on his face, he shook his head: "I'm afraid they won't be the opponent of these evil spirits today!"

In the office, Dumbledore sighed.

"Lucius Malfoy, it seems that as you said, the sanity of human beings has been eaten away...Constantine, an innocent person has been killed, we must take action to deal with this matter. thing!"

John nodded, that was exactly what he meant.

I originally gave that old guy Cornelius Fudge a blackmail-like offer. On the one hand, I wanted to disgust him, but on the other hand, I simply didn't want to wipe the old guy's ass.

I thought that since the other party never came to see me after that, he must have some powerful help in the field of exorcism.

Unexpectedly...I won't cry until I see the coffin.

This is indeed a stupid thing that this useless minister can do.

However, John Jingua has already promised that the matter will never be solved as easily as he imagined.

"Professor, since Cornelius Fudge has publicly said that these tragedies were caused by Death Eaters, even if we come to him now and ask for help, he probably won't accept this kind of help."

"After all...I am afraid that the eyes of the entire British wizarding community are now fixed on him. Our appearance will only instantly defeat his lie."

Hearing this, Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, then opened his mouth to argue, but when the last words came to his lips, they turned into a sigh filled with sadness.

He shook his head slightly.

"He is obviously always so scrupulous, but he is always able to covet some completely unrealistic interests when conditions do not allow..."

John hit the nail on the head and directly expressed his evaluation of this guy Cornelius Fudge.

"Cowardly and greedy"

The British wizarding world became panicked because of this report from the Daily Prophet.

Especially in Devon, which has the most cases of wizard family exterminations, all the families here with someone working in the Ministry of Magic "have all entered a tense and chaotic situation."

In the burrow where the Weasley family is currently located, there is almost the same tense situation.

"Dear, I, I think it's better to send Ginny to Lovegood's house. Lovegood is not an employee of the Ministry of Magic..."

Molly Weasley held her wand nervously, even though she was the king of the family at the moment.

The doors and windows were closed, and Mr. Weasley had set many hidden traps from the Muggle world in places such as the vegetable garden and around the fence outside.

But looking at the only daughter in her family at this moment, Molly Weasley still expressed her proposal.

"No! I won't leave! Our house is not far from Luna's house. Even if those crazy people come to the door, they can guess that I am over there. I would rather be with you!"

Ginny Weasley refused without hesitation.

Hearing this, Mrs. Weasley was about to say something else, when suddenly bursts of sharp sirens suddenly came from outside.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The sensor alarm from the Muggle world suddenly sounded as a figure appeared at the edge of the Burrow.

Amidst the shrill sirens, Arthur Weasley instantly raised his wand and rushed out.

"I don't care who you are, get out of here right away! Stay away from my home!"

"Wait, wait, don't be impulsive Arthur, it's me!

The man looked at the magical light emitting from the tip of Mr. Weasley's wand and hurriedly took off the hat on his head.

After seeing the person clearly, Arthur gradually relaxed a little.

He knew this man, he also worked in the Ministry of Magic, and he was also a member of the Auror Action Team.

".||Wade, what are you doing here?"

"The Minister has ordered each of us to go to a Ministry of Magic family in Devon and be protected for a period of time... These are my credentials.

Under extraordinary circumstances, even a waste like Fudge's arrangements for some affairs can be regarded as careful preparations.

But it is obvious that this so-called arrangement cannot fundamentally solve the problem.

And... not everyone will buy his account.

Gringotts, the core management area.

Even though it was already late at night, there were still a large number of goblins holding wands here, as well as wizards who were obviously affiliated with the Ministry of Magic, waiting here nervously.

"Cornelly Fudge, what on earth do you mean? Make me wait? What the hell kind of explanation is this?!"

The short and ugly person in charge of Gringotts, at this moment, burst out with an aura that seemed to eat the fat man in front of him on the spot, with such a fierce look that Cornelius Fudge couldn't help but take two steps back in fear.

"Do you know how much Gringotts has lost in just three or four days?"

"7w gold galleons!"

"Do you know how many of our staff members died inexplicably in Jin? 17!"

“Some committed suicide by slitting their throats for no apparent reason, some choked themselves to death by swallowing gold coins like crazy, and some simply poured oil from lamps on themselves and burned themselves alive!

"Because of these damn things, Gringotts has stopped doing business for four days in a row, and all we have done is to temporarily hide the news according to what you, Cornelius Fudge, said!"

Fudge raised his head with difficulty to prevent his face from being splashed by the other party's spit that had a peculiar smell.

However, this attitude seems to be arrogant.

But it completely ignited the anger of the goblin in front of him.

"If you can't solve the trouble here for us, please get out of Gringotts immediately. We will personally look for the entire wizarding world to find a place that can solve the problem here!"

"Get out!"

Cornelius Fudge's expression suddenly changed.

"Mr. Phyllis, don't be so angry. I didn't mean to offend you. We are already investigating carefully, but we need time. I..."

"Time is money! Cornelius Fudge, you are truly the most useless Minister of Magic I have ever seen. Don't let me say this again. Take your people and get out of Gringotts immediately!"

"You trash have already wasted our precious four days, and I have no intention of spending even one second of our fifth day on you trash!"

"roll!"

Since the goblin clan was defeated in the war between human wizards, Gringotts can almost be said to be the last territory where the goblin clan operates its industry.

It can be said that there is almost no difference between the goblin clan losing Gringotts and extinction.

Everyone angrily pointed the wands in their hands at the proud people of the Ministry of Magic around them.

Including Cornelius Fudge, the minister who led them here.

The person in charge of the Gringotts goblin clan, known as Phyllis, was already ugly, but due to the incompetence of Cornelius Fudge and the others, he was even more gloomy and ugly at this moment.

He frowned at an assistant beside him.

"Immediately write a formal invitation letter in the name of Gringotts to Professor Dumbledore. Since he respects that human exorcist boy so much, maybe only he can solve our problems here."

Early morning at Hogwarts.

When a figure reappeared in the Hogwarts dining room, John couldn't help but squint his eyes.

Quirrell is back!

And judging from the other party's appearance, everything seems to be going smoothly.

This had to make John secretly wary of the increasingly restless Mr. Dark Lord.

If the other party was just wandering around Hogwarts, coveting the insignificant Philosopher's Stone, John could still play with him depending on his mood.

But now, it seems that the other party obviously doesn't want to continue playing.

"What are you looking at? Professor Quirrell, does he have any questions?".