Chapter 419: wizard

　　 At midnight, Prime Minister Yi Guo was sitting on the couch in his office with his legs up.
　　 The expression on his face is very ugly, and there is a cigar in his mouth that is about to burn out. The continuous smoke from the cigar makes this office with closed doors and windows full of smoke.
If the prime minister usually doesn’t smoke in his office, you must know that the prime minister also has to maintain his personal image, especially at this time when the whole people resent smoking. If the smell of smoke is all in his office, he will be easily caught by his political opponents. As a handle.
　　 It's just that he doesn't care about this anymore. On the one hand, his mood at the moment is too bad, on the other hand, his political opponents now have a better handle to attack him.
　　 Thinking of this, Mr. Prime Minister's expression became even more gloomy.
　　 The recent country is really troubled.
First, a steel bridge across the 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 hit. The total number of casualties exceeded 500!
　　 Then an inexplicable tornado blew up in the suburbs 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 casualties were even more innocent!
The most serious is the outbreak of a plague in Liverpool. This new plague has an incubation period of 3 to 7 days. Once it breaks out, the infected person will die of heart and lung failure in just two days, and it is spreading widely. , The death rate is also surprisingly high, it has almost swept the entire Liverpool and infected thousands of people.
　　 The most frightening thing is that after studying this new type of plague, his scientific research department even said, ‘They have no way to understand the spread of this plague and the harm to the body! ’This conclusion.
　　 When the Prime Minister heard this conclusion, his whole person was blown up. He allocated so much scientific research funding every year, so he raised such a bunch of waste?
　　 No, it cannot be said that they are all waste.
　　 At least they also gave a solution.
　　 That is to close the entire Liverpool, as long as all the people in Liverpool die, the plague will be over.
　　 This is really a ‘good solution’!
　　 Mr. Prime Minister rejected the plan without hesitation, and then he stood still and did nothing.
　　 Very good, this is very national!
　　 In addition, there are still many other weird incidents that have occurred in the country. For example, there have been many unbelievable murders across the country, and it is obviously the height of summer in July but there was a heavy snow in North London, etc.
　　 And these things were undoubtedly taken advantage of by their political opponents, who frantically encouraged the citizens to protest, and at the same time criticized themselves in the parliament.
　　The central idea is that all the people of the country are now in panic, and all this is the fault of the prime minister of the country!
　　 In this regard, the prime minister is about to cry.
　　 How could the sudden collapse of the bridge be the responsibility of the government? You know that the bridge has just been completed less than ten years ago, and it's a good quality bridge! And even if the accident is 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? I am not a god, how can I expect these things to happen?
and many more!
　　天神?
　　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 might think that this was just a pure terrorist attack, but as the prime minister of a country, he knew very well that it was actually because of civil strife in the wizarding country, the government’s credibility and authority were fatally hit, which led to many people with supernatural powers. The wizards went to their turf and wrecked!
　　 So, this time, will this be the case again?
Mr. Prime Minister’s expression suddenly became fierce. He took a breath of cigarette, then immediately squeezed out the cigar and ran to the corner of the office. There was a picture of a man with a long silver wig who looked like frog In front of the oil painting of the little man.
　　 "Ahem!" 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 actively contacted that group of people. If this oil painting is only a one-way contact window, then I suddenly said to myself in front of the oil painting. Isn't it shameful?
　　 Mr. Prime Minister looked behind him almost instinctively, where his secretary should have been standing in the past.
　　 But fortunately, the secretary who was supposed to work overtime with him today has been sent home by himself.
　　 What a blessing!
　　 Mr. Prime Minister could not help but think so.
　　 However, when he was very fortunate, he suddenly heard a serious and hoarse voice coming from behind him.
　　 "Mr. Prime Minister, are you okay?"
The sudden appearance of the voice shocked the Prime Minister. He quickly turned around, only to realize that the little man whose head was still bowed on the painting had actually raised his head at the moment with a puzzled look on his face. Look at yourself.
　　Using the instinct of a politician, the Prime Minister quickly reduced his horrified expression, pretending to be indifferent and said to the portrait:
　　 "I want to see your Minister Fudge."
　　 "I'm sorry," the portrait said, "Mr. Minister has taken a rest. In addition, Mr. Connelly Fudge is no longer the Minister of Magic. The new Minister is named Rufus Scrimgeour."
　　 Hearing that the Prime Minister's eyebrows twitched, he couldn't help but show 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 abilities who hide the dark side of the world.
　　 For example, the government of these wizards is called the Ministry of Magic, and the most famous magic school among them is called Hogwarts...
　　 And the information revealed in the portrait also just confirmed Mr. Prime Minister’s conjecture. As expected, all sorts of strange things recently were caused by civil strife within the wizard. The substitution of the Minister of Magic is the best proof!
　　 Thinking like this, Mr. Prime Minister’s expression suddenly became angry. He stretched out his hand while poking the portrait while roaring:
　　 "I don't care if he is really resting now! I'm going to talk to him now! You know? You have caused enough trouble on our side, and he has to give me an explanation!"
　　 "This...this..." The villain on the portrait was embarrassed, and said with difficulty after a long time, "Well, I'll go to contact you, please wait."
As soon as the voice of 　　 fell, the villain on the portrait disappeared, and the Prime Minister was relieved, sat back on the sofa with a smile, and lit a cigar again.
　　……
　　 Half an hour later, Scrimgeour, wearing a neat suit and walking a cane, appeared quietly in the Prime Minister's office.
　　 Looking at the Prime Minister who was still sitting on the sofa, and smelling the dense smoke around him, Scrimgeour covered his nose in dissatisfaction.
　　 "The whirlwind sweeps!"
　　 With the shaking of Scrimgeour's wand, a hurricane suddenly blew in the office, sweeping all the smell of smoke out of the window.
　　 This sudden change also surprised Mr. Prime Minister and even almost fell off his chair.
　　 "Hello, Mr. Prime Minister."
　　 Scrimgeour didn't care about so much, he pulled the chair away and sat down opposite Mr. Prime Minister.
　　 And Mr. Prime Minister quickly calmed down after experiencing the initial panic. He smiled and stretched out his hand and said:
　　 "Hello, Mr. Scrimgeour."
　　 However, Scrimgeour did not mean to shake hands with the Prime Minister at all. He nodded and said directly:
　　 "It's getting late, let's make a long story short, what can you 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 it was a shame for the other party to come over during the break. .
　　 You must know that even meeting the prime ministers of other small countries requires a very cumbersome etiquette process, let alone the leaders of the wizarding country!
　　 But since the other party wanted to go straight to the subject, he would not be polite, so he put a smile away and said:
"Perhaps you don’t know that many unimaginable disasters have occurred in the country during this period. After learning that you have changed leaders, I have reason to believe that this is due to the consequences of your wizards’ civil strife. So, I I hope you can give me an explanation. Does the Newcastle Bridge rupture have anything to do with your wizards?"
　　 Hearing the words, Scrimgeour was silent. He stared at the Muggle Prime Minister opposite, without any expression on his face.
But this faction made the heartbeat of the prime minister, the opposite, suddenly accelerated. There is no way, Scrimgeour's face is too fierce, and coupled with the aura that he has cultivated because of his long-term engagement with the Auror Director, even Standing still can also stress the people around it.
　　In addition, the other party still holds all kinds of supernatural powers, all of which add up to make the Muggle Prime Minister feel tremendous pressure.
　　 Finally, Scrimgeour nodded and said in the iconic husky tone:
　　 "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 head was surprised on the contrary.
　　 You have to know that shirking responsibility is every politician's blue-blooded subject, and the other party's so readily acknowledgment makes him somewhat uncomfortable.
　　 But his knowledge as the prime minister quickly adjusted his mentality and continued to ask:
　　 "The tornado in the suburbs of Birmingham, the plague in Liverpool, and the murders in other places are also the work of wizards?"
　　 "Yes, that was indeed done by wizards." Scrimgeour raised his eyebrows and said, "But I want to make it clear that it was not the average wizard who did these things, but the Death Eaters under Voldemort."
　　 "Voldemort? Death Eater?"
　　 "It's the mysterious person who can't even name his name."
　　 As soon as Scrimgeour said this, the Muggle Prime Minister's hand flicked, and the cigar in his hand fell to the ground.
　　 "That... the 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 Scrimgeour on the opposite side looking at him with a foolish look, and instantly he understood that things in the wizarding world cannot be guessed by common sense, maybe they really did. What about magic that can bring back the dead?
　　 took a long breath, and the Prime Minister said:
　　 "In other words, the mysterious person who can't even mention his name is now taking his men to destroy everywhere."
　　 Scrimgeour nodded without saying a word.
　　 "Then how long will it take you to get rid of the terrorist group?"
　　 Scrimgeour was silent for a moment before answering:
　　 "We will solve it."
"What I want is the exact time!" The Muggle Prime Minister sneered. "As far as I know, the last time the mysterious man had troubled for a long time, and even captured the Ministry of Magic. In the end, it was a baby named Harry Potter. Let's solve it! To be honest, I doubt that you have the ability to solve this matter quickly!"
　　 Scrimgeour's fist clenched tightly. He really didn't expect that the Muggle in front of him had such a deep understanding of the magic world, and even knew 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 without a doubt being ironic to him and the Ministry!
　　 Although Scrimgeour is not a pure-blooded extremist~EbookFREE.me~, his long-term pure-blood atmosphere still makes him look down on Muggles from the bottom of my heart!
　　 So he instinctively wanted to take out his wand and teach the Muggle in front of him a lesson.
　　 But just when he was already holding the wand in his hand, something on the Muggle Prime Minister's desk made him regain his senses.
　　 That is an equidistant azimuth projection of a world map centered on the North Pole, with a pattern of intersecting olive branches supporting each other-the UN emblem!
　　Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, this is a simple pattern, but in Scrimgeour's eyes, it represents power!
　　 The most powerful force in the entire Muggle world!
Maybe an idiot like Fudge will ignore such power, but Scrimgeour is different. He has tried to understand this group of Muggles, so he knows what kind of power these Muggles that they usually look down on are holding. !
　　 In front of such a power, even the current Minister of Magic had to retreat!
　　 At this moment, the Muggle Prime Minister also noticed Scrimgeour's actions. He knew about the wizarding culture and immediately understood that the other party was about to launch an attack!
　　 So, before Scrimgeour did it, the Muggle Prime Minister hurriedly said:
"Of course, I trust your strength very much. You have to know that you have existed for countless years, and there are many advantages in you that we need to learn. Please also forgive my rudeness and know my side. The situation has reached a very critical moment, so you need to solve the terrorist as soon as possible!"