Harry Potter’s Raven’s Claw

At midnight, the Prime Minister of the country was sitting on the sofa chair in the office with Erlang's legs crossed.

The expression on his face was very ugly, and he was holding a cigar that was about to burn out. The smoke from the cigar made this office with doors and windows closed full of smoke.

If the prime minister would never smoke in his office, you must know that the prime minister also has to maintain his personal image, especially in this period when the whole people are disgusted with smoking, if his office is full of smoke, it is easy to be caught by his political enemies. as a handle.

It's just that he doesn't care about these anymore. On the one hand, he is in a really bad mood at the moment, and on the other hand, his political enemies now have a better handle to attack him.

Thinking of this, Mr. Prime Minister's expression became even more gloomy.

The country has been plagued by disasters recently.

First, a steel structure bridge across a river in Newcastle broke in two without warning. Hundreds of cars driving on the bridge fell into the sea, and a cargo ship that was about to pass under the bridge was smashed. The total number of casualties exceeded 500!

Then there was a sudden inexplicable tornado on the outskirts of Birmingham, which directly blew away countless farmhouses and public facilities built by locals, directly and indirectly causing economic losses of more than 20 billion pounds, and the casualties are even more innocent estimates!

The most serious is the outbreak of a plague in Liverpool. This new plague has an incubation period of 3 to 7 days, and once it breaks out, the infected person will die of heart and lung failure in just two days, and it is widely spread. , the death rate is also surprisingly high, has swept through almost the whole of Liverpool, infecting thousands of people.

The most terrifying thing is that after studying this new type of plague, his scientific research department actually gave a statement, 'they have no way of understanding the way this plague spreads and the harm it does to the body! ' this conclusion.

When Mr. Prime Minister heard this conclusion, his whole body was blown up. He allocated so much scientific research funds every year, and he actually raised such a bunch of waste?

No, it can't be said that they are all rubbish.

At least they have a solution.

That is to close the entire Liverpool, as long as all the people in Liverpool die, this plague will end.

What a 'good way'!

Mr. Prime Minister rejected this plan without hesitation, and then did nothing.

Very good, this is very country!

In addition, there are many other strange things happening in the country. For example, there are many incredible murders all over the country. It is obviously the midsummer of July, but there is a heavy snowfall in North London, and so on.

And these things were undoubtedly used by their own political enemies, who frantically encouraged the citizens to march and protest, and at the same time sarcastically accused themselves in parliament.

The central idea is that now all the people of the country are in panic, and all this is the fault of the prime minister of the country!

In this regard, Mr. Prime Minister is about to cry.

How could the sudden collapse of the bridge be the responsibility of the government? You must know that the bridge has just been completed for less than ten years, and the quality is great! And even if it is an accident caused by the construction team cutting corners, the responsibility lies with the construction team!

There are also tornadoes and plagues. Isn't this a natural disaster? He is not a god, how can he expect these things to happen?

and many more!

God?

Mr. Prime Minister's eyes suddenly lit up, he thought of a group of people, a group of people who have been hiding in the shadows of the world, holding powerful mysterious powers like gods - wizards!

At the same time, he also recalled the series of terrorist attacks that swept across the country more than ten years ago.

Others may think that this is just a simple terrorist attack, but as the prime minister of a country, he is very clear that it is actually because of the civil strife in the wizarding country, the government's credibility and authority have been fatally hit, so many people with supernatural abilities have been hit. Wizards have gone to their own turf to wreak havoc!

So, this time, will this be the case again?

Mr. Prime Minister's expression suddenly became fierce. He took a sharp puff of cigarette, then immediately snuffed out his cigar and ran to the corner of the office where there was a picture of a man with a long silver wig who looked like a frog. small man in front of the oil painting.

"Cough!" After clearing his throat, the Prime Minister said to the painting, "Are you there?"

As soon as I finished saying this, Mr. Prime Minister regretted it. You must know that I have never contacted that group of people. If this oil painting is just a one-way contact window, then suddenly I am talking to myself in front of an oil painting. Isn't it embarrassing?

The Prime Minister looked behind him almost instinctively, where his secretary should have been standing in the past.

Fortunately, the secretary who was supposed to accompany him to work overtime has been released home today.

Good luck!

Mr. Prime Minister could not help but think so.

However, just when he was overjoyed, he suddenly heard a serious and hoarse voice coming from behind him.

"Mr. Prime Minister, are you okay?"

The sudden voice startled Mr. Prime Minister, he hurriedly turned around, only to find that the little man who had his head down in the painting raised his head now, with a puzzled look on his face. look at yourself.

Using the instincts of politicians, Mr. Prime Minister quickly restrained his terrified expression and said to the portrait with a calm expression:

"I want to see your Minister Fudge."

"I'm sorry," said the portrait. "Mr. Minister has rested. In addition, Mr. Connery Fudge is no longer Minister for Magic. The new Minister is named Rufus Scrimgeour."

Hearing that, Mr. Prime Minister's eyebrows twitched, and he couldn't help but have such an expression on his face.

You must know that, as the Prime Minister of one of the five permanent members of the United Nations, Mr. Prime Minister still has a very deep understanding of these supernatural beings who hide the dark side of the world.

For example, the government of this group of wizards is called the Ministry of Magic, and the most famous magic school among them is called Hogwarts...

And the information revealed by the portrait just confirmed the conjecture of Mr. Prime Minister. Sure enough, all kinds of strange things happened recently because of civil strife within the wizard, and the replacement of the Minister of Magic is the best proof!

Thinking of this, Mr. Prime Minister's expression suddenly became angry. He stretched out his hand and poked at the portrait while roaring:

"I don't care if he's really resting now! I'm going to talk to him now! You know what? You've caused enough trouble on our side, and he has to give me an explanation!"

"This...this..." The villain on the portrait looked embarrassed, and said with difficulty after a long time, "Okay, then, I will contact you, please wait."

As soon as the voice fell, the villain on the portrait disappeared, and Mr. Prime Minister was relieved, smiled and sat back on the sofa chair, lighting a cigar again.

...

Half an hour later, Scrimgeour, dressed in a neat suit and leaning on a cane, quietly appeared in the Prime Minister's office.

Looking at the Prime Minister who was still sitting on the sofa chair, smelling the strong smell of smoke around him, Scrimgeour covered his nose in dissatisfaction.

"Cyclone cleaning!"

With the shaking of Scrimgeour's wand, a hurricane suddenly blew into the office, sweeping all the smell of smoke out of the window.

The sudden turn of events surprised Mr. Prime Minister and even nearly fell off his chair.

"Hello, Mr Prime Minister."

Scrimgeour didn't care so much, he pulled out his chair and sat down opposite Mr. Prime Minister.

And Mr. Prime Minister calmed down quickly after experiencing the initial panic. He smiled and stretched out his hand and said:

"Hello, Mr. Scrimgeour."

However, Scrimgeour had no intention of shaking hands with the Prime Minister at all. He nodded and said directly:

"It's getting late, let's keep it short, do you have anything to do with me?"

The Prime Minister withdrew his hand in embarrassment. Facing Scrimgeour's rude behavior, he was actually not too angry. After all, it was already midnight, and the other party was already saving face for him to come over during the break. .

You must know that even meeting the prime ministers of other ordinary small countries requires a very cumbersome etiquette procedure, not to mention the leaders of wizarding countries!

But since the other party wanted to go straight to the topic, he would not be polite, so he put away his smile and said:

"Perhaps you don't know, there have been many unbelievable disasters in the country during this time. After learning that you have changed leaders, I have reason to believe that this is the consequence of your wizard's civil unrest. So, I I hope you can give me an explanation, about the accident that broke the Newcastle Bridge, did you wizards have anything to do with it?"

Hearing this, Scrimgeour was silent, staring at the Muggle Prime Minister opposite him, his face expressionless.

But this behavior made the heartbeat of the Prime Minister of the opposite country suddenly quicken. There is no way, Scrimgeour's face is too fierce, coupled with the momentum he has cultivated due to his long-term career as Auror Director, even if Standing still can also stress those around him.

In addition, the other party also possesses various supernatural powers, all of which add up to a great pressure on the Muggle Prime Minister.

Finally, Scrimgeour nodded and said in that characteristic hoarse voice:

"Although I don't want to admit it, I have to say that it was indeed done by a wizard."

As soon as these words came out, the Muggle leader was rather surprised.

You must know that shirk responsibility is the bloody subject of every politician, and the other party's straightforward admission made him a little uncomfortable.

But the knowledge of being a prime minister made him quickly adjust his mentality and continue to ask:

"Then the tornadoes on the outskirts of Birmingham, the plague in Liverpool, and the murders all over the place were also done by wizards?"

"That's right, that's what wizards did," said Scrimgeour, raising his eyebrows. "But what I'm trying to say is that it's not ordinary wizards who do these things, it's Voldemort's Death Eaters."

"Voldemort? Death Eaters?"

"It's that mysterious person who can't even say his name."

As soon as Scrimgeour said this, the Muggle Prime Minister's hand shook, and the cigar in his hand fell to the ground.

"That...that mysterious man who can't even mention his name is back? Isn't he dead?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Muggle Prime Minister saw that Scrimgeour was looking at him with a foolish look, and instantly he understood that things in the wizarding world could not be speculated with common sense, maybe they really did. What about magic that can bring people back to life?

After taking a long breath, Mr. Prime Minister said:

"That is to say, now that mysterious man who can't even mention his name is destroying everywhere with his men."

Scrimgeour nodded silently.

"Then how long will it take you to get rid of the terrorists?"

Scrimgeour was silent for a moment before replying:

"We'll fix it."

"I want the exact time!" the Muggle Prime Minister sneered. "As far as I know, the last time that mysterious man was in trouble for a long time, and even captured the Ministry of Magic. Finally, a baby named Harry Potter came out. Let's solve it! To be honest, I doubt that you have the ability to solve this matter quickly!"

Scrimgeour's fist clenched suddenly. He really didn't expect that the Muggle in front of him had such a deep understanding of the wizarding world, even the story of Harry Potter and Voldemort.

At the same time, he also felt extremely angry, because the other party said this at this time is undoubtedly a satire on him and the Ministry of Magic!

Although Scrimgeour is not a pure-blooded extremist, his long-term pure-blood atmosphere still makes him look down on Muggles from the bottom of his heart!

So he instinctively wanted to take out his wand and teach the Muggle in front of him a lesson.

But just as his hand was gripping the wand, something on the Muggle Prime Minister's desk brought him back to his senses.

It is an equidistant azimuthal projection of the world map centered on the North Pole, and the pattern of a wreath of crossed olive branches - the United Nations emblem!

It may seem like a simple pattern to ordinary people, but to Scrimgeour, it represents power!

The most powerful force in the entire Muggle world!

Maybe a fool like Fudge would ignore such power, but Scrimgeour was different. He had tried to understand this group of Muggles, so he knew very well what kind of power these Muggles usually looked down on. !

In the face of such power, even the current Minister of Magic has to retreat!

At this moment, the Muggle Prime Minister also noticed Scrimgeour's actions. He knew something about wizard culture and immediately understood that the other party was preparing to attack!

So, before Scrimgeour could do it, the Muggle Prime Minister hurriedly said:

"Of course, I trust your strength very much. You must know that you have existed for countless years, and there are many advantages in you that we need to learn. Please forgive me for my rudeness, and know that on my side The situation has reached a very critical moment, so you need to get rid of that terrorist as soon as possible!"