This Hogwarts is not normal

after breakfast,

As expected, Vincent was surrounded by his friends again.

"Don't ask, I did it."

After hearing about the current situation of those Muggles, the anger that had been suppressed with difficulty arose again.

Fred and George bluntly wanted the witch scum to be paraded in the streets, and a simple kiss from the Dementor was too cheap for them.

Rolf thinks this is too cruel and should be put into Aragog's lair and let the cute animals "paint" them.

Cedric raised his hand in agreement and offered to treat him while chewing.

Daphne felt that Jomgander could actually treat them "kindly".

Hermione agreed with her idea and asked them to drink the poison carefully brewed by Snape drop by drop.

Vincent looked around and found that all the friends around him were talented.

Burning the wands of the witch scum and leaving them alone with the harpies on the Pacific island of Mavibestia would be extremely kind.

"Okay, they are with Professor Dumbledore, and the Ministry of Magic will take them all away."

But before that, they will definitely not be better off than Quirrell and Lockhart.

Tuesday morning.

Aberforth from the Hog's Head pub in Hogsmeade opened the door as usual.

The source of customers is the same as usual, no wizards will come at all.

He came to the bar and sat down, opening the newspaper that had just been delivered.

As a "responsible" reporter, Rita is working hard to find those Muggle victims.

Today she's going to expose Half Girl's bar owner, Tash Hemond, in depth.

Despite having listened briefly, Aberforth still had difficulty controlling his emotions.

The Muggles who hurt their sister Ariana deserved it, and these Muggles were all innocent.

He doesn't hate Muggles, he just hates bullying.

The newspaper ends with a monologue in which Rita severely condemns the witch scum and convinces everyone to believe in the Ministry of Magic.

[Under the wise leadership of Minister Fudge, those witch scum who deserve the Dementor's Kiss will definitely be caught!]

Aberforth put away the newspaper with a cold look and opened a small door leading to the wine cellar.

In the dim candlelight, dozens of people could be vaguely seen blindfolded and hung upside down.

His burning eyes gradually calmed down.

No water, no food.

This is not abuse, it is unnecessary.

In a few hours, they will all be taken away.

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Fudge, who came out of the headquarters of the Daily Prophet, lightly rubbed his frown.

If it hadn't happened quickly enough, today's news would be about Muggle victims.

Just after returning to the Ministry of Magic, Scrimgeour also returned.

"Minister Fudge, the magic test result is indeed them."

Fudge sat at his desk, not looking at the pile of documents.

"Do the doctors and nurses have any clues?"

Scrimgeour took out two pieces of parchment from his arms, "There is no specific appearance, only a vague back.

I’m going to lead a team to investigate Knockturn Alley and Spider End Alley, but you’d better not expect too much.”

The neighbor who was friendly yesterday turned completely negative today.

And basically no real name is needed. You can only find out what he looks like thanks to Merlin.

Fudge's newly smoothed brow wrinkled again,

"Are you sure that Tash has no relatives?"

"It is certain that he has been living alone in Knockturn Alley since his parents died."

On the surface, he was running a bar that sold information, but secretly he captured Muggles and tortured them inhumanely.

"Knock knock——" The person knocking on the door was Delis.

After he came in, he put a document on the table and stood patiently at the door of the office.

Fudge glanced briefly at it, then pushed it toward Scrimgeour.

"We are running out of time to apply for intervention from the International Federation of Wizards."

The signature at the bottom is President Dumbledore.

It has only been a day and it has already become international.

Scrimgeour, who was already under great pressure, smiled bitterly,

"With all due respect, we currently don't have enough clues at all, and rushing to introduce a scapegoat will only make the matter more serious."

"Of course there are clues." Fudge put down his right hand that was rubbing his brow, "Spider End Alley is filled with the aura of black magic using explosive spells."

"But those are the two mysterious——"

"No one cares about the truth." His eyes signaled Delis to go out first.

"Listen, Rufus, I haven't met the Muggle Prime Minister yet. If the situation escalates further, our wizards will be completely embarrassed."

They are all witch scum anyway, so it’s not surprising that they can use black magic.

Scrimgeour sighed inwardly.

Yesterday, I vowed not to let go of those two mysterious wizards, and today I will push them to the stage to attract public attention.

If he continues like this, he may become a hero in the magical world.

"I understand, Secretary Fudge."

He opened the office door and looked at Delis at the end of the corridor in silence for a long time.

It seems that I want to say something, but I don't know where to start.

I hope this young and upright Auror will not change because of political games and compromises.

There will be as many clues as can be found before Fudge lowers the stakes as usual.

After a simple lunch, Scrimgeour once again led the team to Knockturn Alley and Spider Tail Alley.

Tonks was very nervous when she went out on a mission for the first time.

It was serious enough to require her, a newly promoted Auror, to take action. The pressure from society and the world must be great.

Of course, everyone can't squeeze into the elevator if they all go out.

Apparating to the ground, she saw all her colleagues gathered around the phone booth.

Taking a closer look, it turned out that there were several ragged and blindfolded wizards tied up.

They were still breathing, so they were probably asleep.

"Director, there are them in the alley too!" Kingsley went back inside after saying that.

Scrimgeour walked over with a complicated expression.

The clothes were also in tatters, the hands and feet were tied together, and the eyes were blindfolded.

Arrive quietly at the entrance of the Ministry of Magic, drop the person off and leave without leaving a trace?

Let alone Apparition, there is not even the moving aura of a magical creature.

"Search the area thoroughly! Don't miss even a small stone!"

Tonks remembered her teacher Moody's teachings.

Sneaking, camouflage and tracking are just the basics, what matters is extraordinary insight and a flexible mind.

She squatted down and glanced at the ground, then looked over to where Ken Ken found the kidnapped wizard.

These are places that are not obvious, but Aurors will definitely come to check.

Intentional, absolutely intentional.

There were 53 people in total, all with injuries and all unconscious.

Taking off the blindfold, Scrimgeour looked at their faces one by one.

It seems that several of them are missing wizards from Knockturn Alley, and the fat wizard who was most seriously injured is from the Holy 28 pure-blood family.

"Director, he is from the Rowe family!" Kingsley recognized the other person.

The Rowe family was once one of Voldemort's most loyal servants.

In order to avoid being judged by the court, they almost spent all their family wealth, and they were so ruined that they could only live in seclusion in Knockturn Alley.

Then, the common ground between these wizards is obvious.

"It must be them!" Tonks shouted excitedly: "They are the witch scum customers of that bar!"

Scrimgeour scowled.

Taking people away and sending them back again is provoking the Ministry of Magic.

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