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Chapter 4881 - There Are Thieves


When the previous Minister of Magic, Fudge, was in office, the office was covered with portraits of past Ministers of Magic, and every time a visitor arrived, it was a feeling of dozens of tribals.Not everyone can calmly stand under the gaze of a few dozen people, and this is what Fudge wants, he is a traditional British bureaucrat, appeased, greedy for status and wealth, and his greatest achievement during his tenure is the redecoration of Azkaban and the promotion of things like bowlers in the wizarding world.In the past, wizards liked to wear a pointed wizard's hat like the Sorting Hat, which most of the time looked soft and collapsed on the head, giving people a sloppy feeling, compared to the glamorous French wizards, but there was no face at all.As we all know, the relationship between the British and French wizarding circles is very average, and there is a feeling of joy and rivalry, and many things are good, but they can't be compared to the French.But that was all in the past, and after Hermione took office with the merit of destroying Voldemort, because she also had the position of president of the International Wizarding Federation, the diplomatic form was very good.In addition, she invited the portraits of the former ministers of magic out of her office, even though the people in the paintings shouted that she didn't know how to respect her predecessors, and that some of the people who were still alive wanted to secretly collude to overthrow her.However, as a "mudblood", Hermione was not interested in the so-called pure-blood family at all, and no glorious tradition was worth mentioning in her opinion, because she was taught by the death knell, and the last thing she was afraid of was the methods of darkness.Pick a few people who jumped the tallest and shouted in the wizarding world to overthrow her, and sent the Auror team to fully investigate the families of those people, and soon found the handle.After all, they are all thousand-year-old families, who hasn't had anything to do with dark wizards, and who hasn't had some records and books on evil black magic in their homes?

People who have been officials can't help but check it, even if they don't have those, *** is inevitable, you must know that this is the United Kingdom, and corruption is part of the huge political game.It stands to reason that this is an unspoken rule, everyone tacitly finishes the matter, and it is possible to be attacked by a group if these things are opened, but she just holds these handles, and does not attack directly, but coerces with these dark secrets, so that her opponents have to submit to it.In fact, there are darker methods that she didn't use, maybe the Minister of Magic doesn't have as much power in his hands as the Supreme Mage, but to mobilize the Azkaban's Eater of Souls only requires her to sign a document, if those ghost-like things are stationed near the opponent's home and let them patrol freely, then even if the target can use the Divine Guardian to fight, no one can keep casting spells 24 hours a day, right?

If you don't get driven crazy by the Eater of Souls, you'll have a ghost.She is still too soft-hearted, maybe she is qualified as a manager, but she can't become the supreme who says everything, and if she kills too few people, she will lack exercise like this, and she blames the death knell for not teaching her well.Anyway, her office is very clean now, there are no superfluous portraits, only simple regular furniture and decorations, and there is a photo of herself and Deathknell on her desk, and it is a traditional Muggle photograph, the kind that does not move, which she took when she went to the amusement park with her professor when she was in her second year.So she can speak in the office with peace of mind and exchange some secret things without worrying about the news leaking.The British Ministry of Magic is located directly below the center of the city of London, it is a huge underground network, and the biggest problem of living underground is that it is dark and damp, and Hermione still prefers the appearance of the French Ministry of Magic, with its beautiful glass dome and musical fountains.Using her wand to control a few pieces of wood flying into the fireplace, and a fire charm lit them, Hermione opened Sirius's letter and read it carefully, her expression quickly becoming odd, reaching for a snack on the table and something to help think.She was the daughter of a dentist and was supposed not to eat too much candy, but she was damaged by the death knell during her school day because the professor told her that since her teeth could be "restored and restored, why not let go of snacking?"

At that time, Hermione felt like waking up from a dream, yes, that was the truth.So she gradually developed the habit of eating snacks, and blamed the professor for taking out delicious food as a reward to tempt her at every turn.Her little snow-white hand reached out to the table, her eyes still on the letter, and her fingers tugged at the plate that originally contained the candy......

"Huh?

Where's my sugar?

Where's my full plate of honey candy?"

Grabbing an empty hand, she immediately turned her attention away from the letter, and immediately looked warily at her desktop, and even at her office."

Could it be that you finished eating yesterday, Minister?"

Arthur also looked at the empty plate, but also reached for his wand: "It stands to reason that it is impossible for outsiders to enter the minister's office after work, it is protected by dozens of magics, and the security administrator will use the Loyalty Charm every day after work........

"Don't be careless, Mr.

Weasley, anything is possible, this is what the professor taught me."

Whispering, Hermione grabbed the shotgun on the table and loaded it with a click, something she usually liked more than Avada Dead.Paired with a unique demon-breaking bullet made of anti-magic metal from the world of The Witcher, the shotgun burst is enough to deal with most humanoids at close range.As she said that, she surveyed her office and quickly moved her gaze to the door of the breakroom.The minister's office can be seen as a suite, and the Muggle Prime Minister's office is what it is, and of course it is equipped with a lounge, including a small bedroom, and a bathroom, all connected to the living room by a small door.She remembered that the door was open when she left work yesterday, but now, when the little door was closed, and if she listened carefully, there was the sound of the fabric of Hisisoso rubbing behind the door.With a tactical gesture, Hermione nodded to Arthur Weasley to move forward, and then she slowly turned the doorknob with one hand, and the barrel of the gun in the other gently pushed the door open.Somehow, she suddenly remembered the Resident Evil game that the professor had played for her before, and it seemed to be like this when she opened the door inside, but after thinking about it, zombies shouldn't steal honey candy, and she drove these thoughts out of her mind again.With increasing force, the door was slowly pushed open, and Hermione's finger was on the trigger

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