The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

"Are you a wizard?" Before leaving, Bones looked at Tom and asked seriously.

"I don't think this question is important. Is there really any difference between being a wizard and not being a wizard?" Tom took out the wand from his arms and waved it twice, causing a string of sparks to appear on the tip of the wand. "But Since you want to know, I can give you a specific answer. I am a wizard, a wizard who is good at communicating with dementors and maintains a friendly relationship with them."

Looking at the wand in Tom's hand, Bones felt relieved: Fortunately, this is still an internal problem of the wizard.

After getting the definite answer, Bones's heart dropped back into his stomach. She could finally leave Azkaban with peace of mind. Although things had some twists and turns, her goal was achieved.

On the way back to the Ministry of Magic, she began to carefully recall the conversation. She realized that if the masked man could really communicate with dementors as he said, then a new power would arise in the magical world.

Dementors have always existed, but before this, no one could truly master the power of dementors. The Ministry of Magic also focuses on deterring and driving Dementors. Dementors listen to the Ministry of Magic just because the Ministry of Magic can provide food and possess superior force, both of which are indispensable.

But things were different now. The dementors clearly had a leader. The masked man said that he was good at communicating with them and maintained a good relationship with them, which was purely self-effacing. As long as Bones is not blind, he can see the special attitude of the dementors towards him - not as friends, but as masters and slaves. That masked man is the master of the dementors.

If things go on like this, the masked man will definitely have a place in the wizarding world. From Ireland to Russia, his name will be known to everyone, resounding throughout the European continent.

Speaking of names, Bones realized that he didn't even know the name of the masked man.

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"The Ministry of Magic will conduct a major search of Knockturn Alley, code-named 'Tornado' -" the spokesperson of the Ministry of Magic on the stage read the manuscript in his hand, and his mind went blank. He had just received the speech script. Before the press conference started, he had no idea what he was going to say.

Now he knows. There was only one question in his mind: Why was there no news about this search?

After the spokesperson read out this decision, the scene fell silent. After a few seconds, the "uproar" imagined by the spokesperson did not appear. The reporters seemed very calm, and they all lowered their heads and took notes.

Journalists are used to such searches—those who have been in the business for a long time have even experienced four or five searches. The Minister of Magic has been replaced one after another. Is it useful? Changing the soup does not change the medicine.

"This time it is probably just a face-saving project." This is what the reporters thought. Unlike spokespersons, reporters are very calm. This is the information gap. The spokesperson could see from the level of secrecy surrounding the operation that this operation was no small matter. But the newspaper reporters were completely unaware of this.

At the same time, a group of people wearing black wizard robes appeared next to an inconspicuous shop in Diagon Alley. On the chests of these wizards, there is a bright silver badge with the letter M shining brightly.

The leader, with a broad build, a square chin, and short gray hair, is the current Minister of Magic.

"Entering Knockturn Alley, Operation Whirlwind begins!" She glanced at her subordinates and felt that they were in good spirits and were a well-trained mixed team of Aurors and strikers.

Then she took the lead into Knockturn Alley.

Trivia: Diagon Alley and Knockturn Alley are actually connected to each other, but most parents of little wizards will not allow their children to approach the shops adjacent to Knockturn Alley. This has also led to very poor business in these shops, and the rents are the lowest in Diagon Alley.

The reason is simple. Serious wizards don’t want to be associated with Knockturn Alley, while unscrupulous wizards go directly to Knockturn Alley to shop. Who would be bored and shop at the junction of two alleys?

Upon entering Knockturn Alley, Bones felt that the light here was much dimmed, perhaps due to psychological suggestion.

There was an old witch on the dark stone path. In her hand was a dish of something that looked like a dead man's fingernail. Hearing the footsteps, she subconsciously raised her head and opened her mouth to reveal her moss-covered teeth. She felt that business was coming.

It was obvious that her eyesight was not good. But when she reached the middle of the path, she finally discovered something was wrong. The people who came did not look like potential customers or fat sheep, but more like people looking for trouble, so she decisively decided to leave.

But it's too late.

"Stop!" Bones yelled, "Get her!"

The Aurors standing behind her quickly took out their wands in a well-trained manner. The fastest one was actually Auror Lux, the confidant of the former Minister of Magic. After he heard about the search today, he was gearing up and in a state of high excitement. The reason is also very simple. He knows that he was valued by Fudge before, but now Fudge has collapsed! When disaster strikes, they all fly away. He needs to show his loyalty in front of the new Minister of Magic - Delis also wants to make progress! He didn't want to be a little unknown Auror for the rest of his life.

A stream of rope spurted out from the tip of his staff, and the old witch was tightly tied up in one fell swoop. She suddenly lost her balance and fell down on the path.

The plate in her hand also hit the ground, and the nails inside flew everywhere.

"The Aurors of the Ministry of Magic are killing people!" she screamed, her voice echoing through the sky.

The sound of arrest alarmed the entire alley, and countless wizards hiding in the dark panicked like cockroaches that were alarmed.

"Someone from the Ministry of Magic?"

"How is it possible? I didn't receive the message!"

"Go and notify Mr. Flint!"

The whole alley was filled with such whispers. At this time, many wizards who saw that something was wrong were ready to run away. Only the shop owners stayed there with sad faces, waiting for the Ministry of Magic to search.

Bones glared at Delis: Wouldn't you use a petrification spell to immobilize her? Now, everyone is exposed.

Delis:......

"Minister, we'd better hurry up..." Kingsley advised from the side.

At this time, the wizards in Knockturn Alley either choose the Floo Network or disapparate, preparing to leave this place of right and wrong.

But they failed.

At this moment, the entire floo network in Knockturn Alley was cut off by Bones' cronies left in the Ministry of Magic. Like Fudge, Bones, who has been in charge of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement of the Ministry of Magic for many years, also has several reliable people. cronies.

The Apparition was interrupted by a chill that came from the depths of his soul.

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Today, we are going to tell the story of Wilmina Tufte, the 26th Minister of Magic.

Wilhelmina Tuft was a witch who served as Minister of Magic from 1948 to 1959. Tufte was a lively witch, and during her tenure the wizarding world experienced a welcome period of peace and prosperity. She discovered she was allergic to Ariote-flavored gummies, but by then it was too late, and she died on the job.