This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Chapter 529 Umbridge is floating

Fred and George were equally angry.

It should be said that most of the students in the auditorium were angry.

Draco put down the newspaper with an impassive expression.

True pure-blood wizards disdain looking for superiority over Muggles.

They were born noble, how could they take the initiative to contact Muggles with low bloodline.

Getting too close will affect your IQ.

Look at those red-haired people, and then look at Po Te.

Glancing at Vincent who looked like he was about to hit someone, he quickly suppressed the urge to go over and taunt him.

Feng Shui has turned, and only a fool would take this beating.

The originally bustling auditorium gradually became quiet.

The students all hoped that this was just the usual fabrication, but the shocking photos didn't look like fakes.

They live under the sun and cannot imagine how dark the corners where light does not shine are.

…

Secretary Fudge was furious as never before.

Senior Secretary Umbridge saw him kicking the table and throwing chairs, and vented in the office for more than 5 minutes.

"Damn—damn—"

Of course the witch scum deserved to die, but even more damned were Rita who didn't even say hello, and the newspaper editor who allowed her to publish the news.

Even if you don’t tell me in advance, you can even hint at it.

Even Dumbledore had to hint first that this group of people obviously didn't take him seriously.

"Dolores, tell that bastard Rufus to come in and see me!"

Umbridge ran into the elevator with short legs.

When she came to the Auror office, there was only one newly-regularized Auror.

"Where is your Director Scrimgeour!"

As the voice roared, the young female Auror was so frightened that her medium-length pink hair instantly turned green.

The voice was high-pitched and high-pitched, making goosebumps rise.

"Don't you understand what I'm saying?" Umbridge came to her, stood on tiptoes and raised her chest.

"I remember you, you are the Metamorphmagus who just became a regular this year."

The young female Auror struggled to hold back her smile, "Director Scrimgeour just led the team to Knockturn Alley."

Umbridge gritted her teeth and turned around.

Before walking a few steps, he suddenly turned back.

The female Auror quickly shut up.

"Are you laughing?"

"No, I don't have the guts to laugh."

"That's best, Nymphadora Tonks."

Tonks frowned, her green hair instantly turning fiery red.

Umbridge sneered and walked out of the office.

No matter how powerful or rare the magic talent is, what happens?

She is the senior secretary of the Ministry of Magic and is about to be promoted to deputy minister.

Before returning to the minister's office, all the condescending attitude he had just now disappeared.

"Knock knock——"

"Come in!" Fudge's tone was serious.

After entering, Umbridge tremblingly told the story about Scrimgeour privately leading the team to Knockturn Alley.

Good guy, you don’t say hello to outsiders, and you don’t say hello to your own people either?

Her choice of words was very extreme, as if she was implying something.

Fudge glared at her, and she immediately shut her mouth obediently.

"Dolores, have you been a little in a mood lately?"

"Mr. Minister, I don't."

"That's good." He put on his felt hat and stood up, "The Ministry of Magic is a collective, and we all have the same goal."

"Understood, Lord Minister!" Umbridge flattered as she walked.

Under the wise leadership of Minister Fudge, there are still moths in the magical world.

It must be too gentle, too kind.

She was moved to tears.

It must be an uncomfortable feeling to float up into the sky and then be dragged down again.

Fudge didn't have time to deal with the little Jiujiu in her heart.

He went to the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, waited for Director Amelia Bones to prepare the manpower, and then directly led the team to apparate to Knockturn Alley.

The bone decorations outside the pub had been removed by Aurors as evidence.

Scrimgeour was in a cell beneath the wine cellar, frowning as he examined the indistinguishable scent of mana.

It was certain that the chain and the prison door were opened by the same wizard, or at least the same magic that was very adjacent to each other.

A mysterious force of justice?

The Daily Prophet is full of nonsense.

When Fudge led the team in, he glared at Umbridge again who was about to dispel the smell.

Sure enough, it's gone. Now is not the time to put on airs.

"Rufus, how's it going?"

Scrimgeour walked out of the cell holding a rusty iron bowl, "It's definitely a human. All the evidence collected so far points to Muggles."

"What are the chances of forgery?"

"Almost none. The traces of magic in this place go back 15 years."

Magic is not omnipotent, and it will definitely leave clues after being used.

Whether it is for torture or treatment.

It is not difficult for an adult wizard to use magic to open a prison door even if he does not have a wand.

It is even more impossible for underage wizards. If they are imprisoned and tortured, their magic power may riot at any time, and it is possible for Obscurus to take over their bodies.

"A bunch of witch scum!" Fudge cursed and looked at Bones who was walking with him.

"This matter must be dealt with seriously. No matter how big the background is, it will not be pardoned."

All gentlemen are respectable, and even if they have similar perverted hobbies, they would not come to such a ghost place.

Scrimgeour nodded silently, "Minister Fudge, according to eyewitness testimony, the large-scale attack in Spider End Alley yesterday evening was carried out by two mysterious wizards."

"What!?" Fudge raised his hand and put it down again.

Knockturn Alley and Spider End Alley have always been neglected areas.

If the news hadn't broken out today, yesterday's attack wouldn't have been a thing.

"And—" Scrimgeour hesitated to speak,

"When we arrived at Knockturn Alley just now, many residents here said that their family members were missing mysteriously."

"How bizarre?"

"While drinking afternoon tea, I went to lie down in the toilet and disappeared."

Fudge twitched his lips and said, "Make a list and focus on investigating their identity and background information."

"yes!"

Now that it's been brought out in the open, it's impossible to cover it up.

The most important thing now is to find the two masterminds of the attack.

The bar owner Tash must be on their hands, and maybe those witch-scum customers are too.

Any wizard must abide by the laws set by the Ministry of Magic in everything they do. Even if it is just, without the power to enforce the law, it is just a crime.

…

Daily Prophet headquarters,

Rita walked in with a small notebook filled with writing.

Editor-in-chief Gu Fei rushed over immediately.

"How about it, have you found the victims?"

"Found them, 17 in total." She handed over the camera, then returned to her work station and opened her small notebook.

There is no interview content in it, it is all her wild imagination.

After the film was developed, Guffey and the reporters saw faces that looked as pale as death.

There was no sparkle in his eyes, and his expression was almost the same dull look.

"Well done, Rita!"

He was right again.

Expose the wizard card scam and reveal the dark side of the wizarding world.