Daily Life at Hogwarts

Chapter 1126 Before the Storm
While Fred, George and Lee Jordan were busy working on Albert's wedding, the Death Eaters also started their own plans.

If they didn't want to be thwarted by the Ministry of Magic in their murder attempt on the 12th, they'd better give the Ministry some trouble now, so they wouldn't have time to attend to the Mudblood's wedding.

Many Death Eaters are aware that the Dark Lord wants to kill the mudblood named Albert Anderson, and it can be seen how afraid Voldemort is of that mudblood.

Master of prophecy?

Super genius?

Duel champion?

No, none of that is the point.

The point is that the Mudblood has only been in contact with the magic world for seven years.

It took only seven years for the opponent to achieve an achievement that stunned wizards all over the world. If he was given another ten years, five years, not two years, but only two years, God knows how far the opponent will grow.

Probably another Dumbledore-like figure.

But there was no doubt that the Mudblood was more dangerous than Dumbledore.

Not to mention Voldemort, even they are aware of it, but they just don't want to admit it.

Therefore, after Fudge refused to join him, Voldemort did not immediately send his Death Eaters to slaughter Muggles, but waited patiently until now before planning to do it.

As long as the Death Eaters attack Somerset with the giants, not only can they complete their revenge on the Ministry of Magic, but they can also use this to accomplish their own goals.

When there were a large number of Muggle casualties in Somerset County, the Ministry of Magic needed to invest a lot of manpower to help conceal the truth, so as to involve most of the energy of the Ministry of Magic.

When Lucius Malfoy took the Death Eaters to attack Albert's wedding, the Ministry of Magic's reaction would be much slower, and by the time they came for reinforcements, it would be over.

There is no way, after being taught a lesson by the trap set by Harry Potter last time, everyone has become very cautious now, not to mention that Albert Anderson is even more difficult to mess with. If you want to kill him completely, you need to do a good job. Be prepared.

It is said that Lucius Malfoy is ready to step into the trap.

McNeill is very clear about his mission. It is not difficult to destroy Somerset County and make trouble for the Ministry of Magic. The most difficult thing right now is the giant's problem.

After receiving the Dark Lord's order, McNeill took several Death Eaters to the depths of the Cotswold Mountains to meet the giant's Gogo (leader) Gao Gaoma.

Before coming to England, the two parties had made an agreement, but McNeil doubted whether the giant's poor brain could still remember the original agreement, and it was not easy to convince the group of big guys with no brains.

"I have brought the promise of the Dark Lord."

McNeill walked through the smelly giant camp, came to the tall horse, and said loudly, "We intend to attack Somerset County and teach the Ministry of Magic an unforgettable lesson. You are allowed to join this operation. The melon world is making a fuss unscrupulously."

The noise in the giant camp suddenly stopped.

"The Dark Lord allows you to join in the next carnival," McNeil repeated.

The next second, the excited roars of the giants sounded in the camp, they had waited too long.

McNeill waited until the giants' strange screams ended, and said to Gao Gaoma, "But now there is a problem."

"Quiet!" Gao Gaoma roared at the giants, then turned his gaze to McNeil, "Speak directly if you have something to say, I'm listening."

"We won't confront the Ministry of Magic for the time being, and I think you don't want too many casualties for your people!" McNeil said to Gao Gaoma, although he thought it was ridiculous to talk about casualties with giants .

After all, giants often fight and kill giants.

"I hope you will obey my orders, especially when I ask you to retreat, I hope you can retreat in time to avoid unnecessary conflicts with the wizards of the Ministry of Magic. Once the Ministry of Magic finds out your location, there will be a large number of There are wizards coming to encircle you, and now is not the time to officially start a war with the Ministry of Magic." McNeil still stated his request, in his opinion, the giants can only communicate simply, although he actually did not expect much, but Mike Neil knew his job very well. If all the giants were dead, his status with the Dark Lord would be greatly reduced.

"No problem!" Gao Gaoma agreed, "When you are about to retreat, Gao Gaoma is willing to obey your orders. When will we start?"

"When your tribe is ready, we will set off." McNeil was greatly relieved, the situation is not too bad.

"Did you hear that?" Gao Gaoma shouted at the giants, "Get ready to go."

That night, McNeill took giants, dark wizards and dementors to attack a small town in Somerset near the Cotswolds.

In the middle of the night, the residents of the small town were awakened by terrible roars, and they soon found that some terrifying humanoid monsters broke into their homes, directly pulled trees as weapons, and smashed them around.

Panic and screams woke up the town, and everyone frantically dialed the police station.

However, when the police car arrived in a hurry, it was smashed into scrap iron by a stick.

Death Eaters and Dark wizards were laughing wildly, throwing explosive spells at surrounding houses and slaughtering Muggles in sight.

The dementors floating in the night sky were also extremely excited. After the carnival started, they would wantonly suck the souls of some dying Muggles in the town.

When the giant seemed to be swept away by a hurricane, there were only ruins and mourning Muggles left in the town.

"It's time to go, we can't stay here for too long."

McNeil closed the pocket watch in his hand, and asked the Death Eaters around him to inform the other dark wizards to move, and he went to find the tall horse himself, and informed the giants that it was time to go to the next town.

The confusion must be spread as quickly as possible, and the Cotswolds must be withdrawn before the Ministry of Magic can react.

At this moment, the tall horse who had just waved the curving road sign and smashed a car was not happy with McNeil's order, but he finally chose to obey the order and yelled at the overexcited giants.

Then, they started running towards the next goal, just like a terrible gust of wind ravaged the villages and small towns around the Cotswold Mountains, and a large number of Muggles died as a result.

The bad news shocked the entire British wizarding world.

The atrocities committed by the Death Eaters in Somerset really make people angry, but the most ridiculous thing is that it is not that the Death Eaters slaughtered a large number of Muggles, but that their crimes almost caused the magic world to be exposed to Muggles. In front of the melon, it caused a lot of trouble for the Ministry of Magic.

In order to hide the atrocities committed by the Death Eaters, a large number of amnestics were sent to Somerset, and they had to work overtime to modify the memories of all Muggles who witnessed what happened.

A large number of staff from the Department for the Regulation and Control of Fantastic Beasts have also been sent to Somerset to try to find the culprit.However, they still couldn't find the giant, and they didn't know whether they didn't find it on purpose or really couldn't find it.

The terrible disaster in Somerset, which ends up being disguised as a hurricane, and the Ministry of Magic's vengeance against You-Know-Who have nothing to offer.

This incident completely aroused the panic deep in people's hearts.

The angry wizards once again chanted for Fudge to step down and leave, and let Scrimgeour take over as the new minister.

Fudge was under tremendous pressure for this, and his whole body became haggard. He discussed with Scrimgeour again about his appointment.

"It's not right now."

Facing Fudge's proposal, Scrimgeour shook his head and refused.

"No, it's very suitable now." Fudge was anxious to get out of his position, so as not to take the blame for anything that happened next.

As for continuing to occupy the position of Minister of Magic, Fudge didn't even dare to think about it, for fear that one day he would be sent to the trial court by the angry crowd.

"Galdwin Robards needs time to take control of the Auror office." Scrimgeour looked at Fudge's anxious face and explained blankly, "Aurors are our last line of defense, if we lose this power , then it’s really over.”

"But……"

"Someone needs to solve the problem in Somerset," Scrimgeour said again.

"A large number of staff from the Department of Regulation and Control of Magical Beasts have been sent to Somerset." Fudge said, frowning. "They searched around there, but they have never been able to find the whereabouts of the giant."

"How do you know that no one is lying or being lazy?" Scrimgeour reminded, "The Death Eaters are likely to send people to the Ministry of Magic. Once they lie, we will naturally not find giants."

"But, this..." Fudge was speechless. If it was before, he would refute, but now it is indeed possible.

"I'll take the Aurors with me," Scrimgeour said calmly. "It's not easy for those guys to hide. If possible, it's best to kill the giants now."

Fudge couldn't help shivering, he found that Scrimgeour's murderous intent was getting heavier, especially the law against dark wizards announced some time ago.

"When Aurors deal with black wizards, their own safety is the first priority. They are allowed to use black magic directly, and they are allowed to directly kill recalcitrant elements who do not surrender at the first time."

"Everyone wants you to become a minister. I don't think this matter can be delayed any longer." Fudge took a deep breath and suggested.After Scrimgeour agreed to his departure, staying on as an advisor, Fudge realized he had better leave as soon as possible.

"Okay, but we'd better hold a voting election according to the usual practice. Even if the process is simpler, this process cannot be omitted."

Scrimgeour agreed, intending to ask Fudge to help him hold a ballot, and agreed to take over as Minister on the 13th.

Why let everyone vote?
Naturally, it was to show that Scrimgeour was voted by everyone, and number 13 was naturally to help Albert attract the attention of Voldemort and Death Eaters.

This is an agreement between them.

Scrimgeour did know when Albert was married, but he didn't know where.

Under the leadership of Scrimgeour, various teams of Aurors patrolled over Somerset on broomsticks, trying to find the whereabouts of the giants through the detection props purchased from Fred and George.

However, the Aurors did not find the giants, and those big guys seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, probably transported away by some method used by the Death Eaters, which made everyone very disappointed. They thought they could kill a few giants to save their reputation, but the result was Cleaned up a few corpses.

"This search is over."

In a temporary stronghold east of Somerset, Scrimgeour summoned all the Aurors, "We have more important tasks ahead."

Under the astonished gaze of the Auror, Scrimgeour continued, "I recently received information that the Death Eaters will have a big operation."

As he spoke, Scrimgeour looked around at the group, and continued: "And we shall..."

"To stop them?" an Auror asked tentatively.

"Stop? No, no, this is an opportunity for us." Scrimgeour sneered, "Those damned rats always like to hide. Fortunately, we now have an opportunity to solve this problem in one go." big trouble."

"Are we going to catch the Death Eaters?"

"Ambush to be precise."

Scrimgeour gave Gadwin a look, and the latter immediately stepped forward knowingly, and opened the wooden box in his hand. Inside were potions with mud bubbles. All Aurors knew compound potions.

"I have communicated with Albert Anderson, who is willing to lend us his wedding venue, and what we have to do now is to pretend to be guests to attend the wedding, wait for the Death Eaters to make trouble, and then..." Scrimgeour picked up a compound potion and showed a cruel smile to everyone: "I think you must know what to do."

Everyone stared at Scrimgeour dumbfounded, not understanding where Scrimgeour got the news, but if it was true, the group of Death Eaters might be really in trouble.

"Don't worry about your safety, I have prepared a guarantee for you."

As he said that, Scrimgeour opened another box, inside were golden pills that looked a lot like cod liver oil.

"I think you guys should know what this is."

"Felix Felicia," muttered Tonks.

She and Kingsley looked at each other, and they both guessed the specific reason.

This was the Death Eater's idea for Anderson's wedding. The latter directly invited the Aurors from the entire Ministry of Magic to be guests, preparing to give the troublesome Death Eaters an unexpected surprise.

"Using it during battle can bring you luck for half an hour. This is all the Felicians I can get so far." Scrimgeour closed the box and said calmly: "The Felicians can maximize As for the issue of the mysterious man, you don’t have to worry, Dumbledore will help us.”

"After this time, the Death Eaters will become running rats, and we will chase them everywhere, don't be merciless, I allow you to use black magic, even the Unforgivable Curse, to kill the enemy directly, especially those from Ah The escaped Death Eaters in Zkaban Prison, if they don't intend to surrender, should be killed on the spot." Scrimgeour said, shaking his fist, "Every Death Eater killed may save one or even several in the future. a wizarding family."

"Think about this terrible disaster, we will not compromise with them, it will only increase their arrogance, unless you want to live in a nightmare in the future, just like the last wizard war, no, this time it will be even more tragic, Mysterious Man All the signs with the Death Eaters show that they want to control the Ministry of Magic, and Burns' death is the best proof. One day, if I die suddenly, or die in the line of duty, it means that the Ministry of Magic will collapse, It's the turn of the Mysterious Man to control the Ministry of Magic, I think you absolutely don't want to live in such despair. Therefore, kill as many Death Eaters as possible, and only by killing them will we have a better life in the future."

Everyone couldn't help swallowing, and was quite shocked by Scrimgeour's courage.

(End of this chapter)