Harry Potter’s Raven’s Claw

The rain outside the house was so heavy that the moment the man opened the window, the strong wind rushed into the apartment with the rain curtain.

The white man clenched his teeth and closed his eyes the moment he opened the window. Although it is July, the temperature in Liverpool is still not too high these few days. He is ready to be chilled by the rain. Prepare.

However, what surprised him was that when the pouring rain fell on him, he felt it was not a bone-chilling cold, but a gentle warmth!

Those rainwater turned out to be warm!

And there seems to be some kind of magical power in these rainwater, and this power constantly penetrates into his skin, making him feel extremely comfortable!

The white man's brows stretched out all of a sudden, he enjoyed his mouth slightly open, and as a little rain poured into his mouth and was swallowed by him, the warm current also flowed down and poured into his body.

"It's so comfortable!"

The man not only moaned.

And the little girl in his arms was also very happy at the moment. She was laughing and catching the raindrops with her hands. As the rain continued to wash over her body, the thick brown color on her skin was slowly disappearing!

His daughter's laughter woke the man up, and he looked at his daughter nervously.

You must know that your daughter has already been infected with the plague, and it is very likely that the condition will become more serious when it rains.

However, he was stunned the moment he saw his daughter, because he finally discovered that his daughter's condition seemed to be improving rapidly!

"Selia, how are you feeling? Does your chest still hurt?"

"Hahahaha!" The little girl smiled and kissed her father, "Dad, my chest doesn't hurt anymore. Has my illness been cured by this rain?"

The white man stared blankly at his daughter's fair skin without a trace of brown, and a burst of ecstasy suddenly surged in his heart.

His eyes were red, and the rain mixed with tears kept streaming down his face. Suddenly, he lifted his daughter up high and shouted while cheering:

"Thank God! Thank God for healing my daughter! Starting today I will be your most devout believer!"

The little girl in his arms thought her father was playing games with him, and laughed louder.

...

Such scenes are constantly being staged in this city. The terrifying plague that is about to bring death to everyone is like dust on the glass windows, washed away by the heavy rain.

When the heavy rain stopped, a few bold people also took to the streets.

A few of them kept cheering to the sky, celebrating their luck.

And more people are praying devoutly with their hands folded, thanking God for bringing them this miraculous timely rain!

"Look! What is that!"

Suddenly, a man on the street pointed to the sky and yelled.

When the rest of the people heard the words, they all looked in the direction he pointed, and then they were stunned.

Because in their field of vision, several people riding on brooms are flying in the sky, and as they fly, a strange pattern with shimmering light is slowly emerging!

It was a slightly open eye. Although the pattern was only composed of a few simple lines, everyone still recognized it as a left eye.

But the strange thing is that the ordinary eye is different. There are two lines under this eye, a straight line and an arc, and they are like the tears shed by that eye. And below those lines, here are a pair of big hands clasped together!

There are many well-informed people in the crowd on the street, and they recognized the true identity of this eye almost at a glance - the Eye of Horus, which symbolizes holiness and power!

Everyone's heart was stunned by this special scene, but before they could recover from this shock, a line of golden fonts appeared under the efforts of everyone in the sky.

'In the same boat! ’

After writing this line,

Several figures in the sky disappeared, leaving only the huge eye and the golden text still flashing in the sky.

"what is that?"

On the street, a middle-aged man with a full beard murmured in a voice almost dreaming.

Hearing this, a young man beside him was excited and said without looking back:

"Anyway! They must have saved us!"

As soon as this statement came out, all the people around who were still looking up at the sky in a daze, all reacted, and they agreed with the young man's statement almost instantly!

"That's right! It must be so!"

"They must be messengers from God!"

"thank you!"

"In the same boat! In the same boat!"...

The cheers on the street continued, and it was unknown who made the start and shouted the line of golden text under the strange pattern, causing everyone around to imitate.

At the end of the day, almost everyone was repeating that phrase.

'In the same boat! ’

This uniform shout broke through the sky, and Benjamin and others could hear it clearly even when they were in the sky.

Behind the clouds in the sky, looking at the vague city below, listening to the vague voice, an emotion called pride filled the hearts of Benjamin and others.

Especially Benjamin, what everyone does not know is that his parents are also in Liverpool at this moment.

In other words, Benjamin not only saved countless people this time, but also saved his own parents!

Unconsciously, Benjamin's eyes were wet again, and when Franklin saw this, he stepped forward and patted Benjamin's shoulder lightly and said:

"Time to go, Benjamin, we still have work to do."

Hearing this, Benjamin wiped his face, turned his head, and as expected, he saw his companions looking at him expectantly.

The reason these people are willing to help him is because their relatives have also been threatened in this large-scale operation of the Death Eaters.

They hope that by helping Benjamin rescue his hometown, in exchange for organizing the rescue of their relatives.

Before this operation, Benjamin and Mike had already agreed to their request. After all, the relatives of the members were also within the protection scope of their organization. Even if there was no such thing, Mike would try to rescue them.

However, because there was a more important war to deal with, Mike gave the matter full authority to Benjamin and gave them only one week.

If Benjamin and the others can't rescue everyone's family members within a week, then I'm sorry, the interests of the organization are paramount, and the relatives of the remaining people can only rescue after this incident.

So, time waits for no one!

Benjamin took a deep breath and cheered himself up, and said to the crowd:

"Okay, we have to hurry up! Next stop, Birmingham!"

...

The actions of Benjamin and others are in full swing. In this short period of one week, relying on the huge material support and military assistance of the Freemasonry, Benjamin and others not only carried out disaster relief for several severely affected cities such as Birmingham and Liverpool The activities also targeted some small terrorist attacks, and organized many tragedies.

Of course, their way of doing things is completely different from the previous Ministry of Magic emergency response teams. They are very high-profile. Not only do they not care about being exposed to Muggles, but they even leave a huge community in the sky after each mission is completed. Masonic logo and the slogan.

It is also because of their behavior that the Freemason's logo and the slogan 'Together in the same boat' have become more and more well-known, and some places even specially turned that short phrase into their local disaster slogan, which is constantly praised. on.

Thanks to their efforts, countless people who should have died in pain were finally rescued.

And their only question is, who are these people who saved them?

That question Scrimgeour also wanted to know, it had been bothering him for the last few days!

If he could, he really wanted to capture all these people, sentence them to death and execute them on the spot!

Because of the actions of these people, they have seriously violated the International Wizarding Secrecy Law, the supreme law of the entire wizarding world!

In the past few days, the International Federation of Wizards has been in a state of rage. They keep sending letters to condemn the incompetence of the Ministry of Magic of the country. And they even threatened that if the Ministry of Magic of the country does not deal with this large-scale leak, they will open the Ministry of Magic of the country out of the International Confederation of Wizards! This made Scrimgeour, a hot-tempered new Minister of Magic from the military, almost out of breath.

Do you think we don't want to eliminate this massive leak?

It really can't be done! big brother!

In order to cut costs, the amnestic team of the Ministry of Magic has only a dozen people, and it is impossible to deal with such large-scale leakage incidents. In the past, the Ministry of Magic usually employed temporary social talents to deal with such large-scale incidents. .

But now it is just in time for Voldemort's comeback, and those social talents who could have been recruited at will either have fled the country early, or are hiding at home.

As a result, the Ministry of Magic cannot handle this leak at all.

As the Minister of Magic, Scrimgeour also made the most correct choice, that is to ask the International Federation of Wizards for help.

Since you asked us to deal with this accident, it's only natural to send someone over to help, right?

That's what Scrimgeour thought!

It's a pity that the people from the International Federation of Wizards don't think much of it.

Although they used very euphemistic words in their reply to Scrimgeour, the core meaning was very direct, that is, your country is now too dangerous because of Voldemort, and we will not let our people take such a big risk. To support you, so you still hold on!

Scrimgeour felt like he was going insane, and if he could, he really wanted to line up and shoot all those from the International Confederation of Wizards.

But unfortunately, he couldn't do it.

"call!"

Scrimgeour in the office looked at the real-time simulated sunlight outside the window and sighed deeply.

There was only one solution left in front of him to solve the leak, and that was to turn to the Muggle Prime Minister.

But, do you really want to beg that damn Muggle?

Thinking back on his unpleasant conversation with the Muggle Prime Minister that night, Scrimgeour was deeply entangled.

On the other side, the Muggle Prime Minister, who was so troubled by Scrimgeour, was humming a ditty in a very good mood and continued to smoke a cigar.

He just finished an interview with the media. The questions from the media were exactly the same as the previous days. They were all asking him about the supernatural phenomenon that had rescued countless victims recently.

In this regard, the Muggle Prime Minister was impatient and imitated his old predecessors. He didn't say anything, just compared a pair of scissors to the camera!

As for what the media will interpret this action as, he doesn't care, nor does he want to!

Anyway, he didn't know the true identities of those mysterious people, he only knew that after the efforts of those mysterious people, his approval rate suddenly soared by five percentage points for no reason!

It seems that there are many people who count the disaster relief achievements of those mysterious people in their heads!

"What a nice guy!"

The Muggle Prime Minister could not help but sigh!

If it weren't for those mysterious people, how could I smoke a cigar here so easily?

He was really happy at the moment, but at the same time he felt a little weird in his heart, because there was no doubt that those mysterious people who participated in the disaster relief must be wizards.

At first he thought it was the Scrimgeour conscience who sent his men to fix these things, but he soon realized that something was wrong.

Because those wizards behave in a completely different style than the Ministry of Magic, they are too high profile!

This is obviously not in compliance with the secrecy law!

As a qualified politician, the Muggle Prime Minister undoubtedly has very keen insight, and he soon deciphered another fact from these things.

That is, the disaster relief people are not the same as the Ministry of Magic!

The forces that those mysterious wizards belong to must be very powerful, even so powerful that they are completely unafraid of the Ministry of Magic!

And the forces that those mysterious wizards belong to have a deep affection for Muggles, and even they are likely to be from the Muggle world themselves, not those so-called pure-blood wizards!

And most importantly, through the actions of these wizards, the Muggle Prime Minister has read the message they want to convey, that is, they are very willing to be exposed to Muggles, and even very willing to actively integrate with Muggle culture.

This is awesome!

The Muggle Prime Minister's heart is full of joy!

If I can cooperate with these people and promote the integration of all wizards in the country into the society of ordinary people, then the mysterious power of magic will also be mastered by ordinary people!

At that time, the national strength of the country will definitely skyrocket, and it is not impossible to even recreate the myth that the sun never sets!

This is a great work!

The Muggle Prime Minister slumped on the sofa chair, and the corners of his mouth were about to split!