Hermione, Be the Minister of Magic with Me! - Chapter 177

Ron was even more puzzled: “Now that the Sphinx is taken away, what about the game?”

As soon as the words fell, a Ministry of Magic clerk hurried onto the stage and answered Ron’s question.

“The monsters you brought in need to be fed… In the next game, the warriors can directly roll the dice and go to the competition location without guessing…”

There was a burst of dissatisfaction from the audience.

The guessing is actually quite interesting, they want to see it.

But the Ministry of Magic has a hard time saying it now – because they don’t know what happened, but Kingsley Shacklebolt suddenly appeared and asked the Aurors to control the Sphinx because “it changed the door key”

Although I didn’t understand what happened, the game had to continue, so the people from the sports department and the international department stayed on the scene to maintain order, while the people from the Auror office subdued the sphinx instantly, and then Take it to the temporarily vacated interrogation room.

In the interrogation room, the sphinx was already **** with thick chains.

And an African wizard was holding a spear and touched the position of its heart.

“Say, why did you do this?” Scrimgeour asked sharply.

The Ministry of Magic is not a casual eater. Before the game, they checked all the people or creatures who might have come into contact with the door key, and confirmed that they had not been hit by the Imperius Curse before the game was held as scheduled.

But now the fact has undoubtedly slapped them in the face – halfway through the match, the Sphinx actually made up his own mind and used his own magic to change the destination of the port key.

Although it was controlled, the sphinx was still wagging its tail leisurely.

“Why? I think it’s an obvious fact, not a riddle,” it said lightly, as if it wasn’t worried that the Ministry of Magic would kill it

“Bastard!” Scrimgeour murmured. “Just be honest with me! Who the **** ordered you? When? For what purpose?”

Newel, I could have answered none of these questions, but I think there is something really wrong with your brains. “

A rare sneer appeared on the face of the Sphinx, a far cry from its usual gentle image.

“You guess the riddles, if you answer correctly, we will jump into the sea, if you answer wrong, we will eat people—what a natural rule, we are born for this, we die for this…” At this point, its tone also changed It became gloomy, “But we shouldn’t endure such a shame! Like a circus clown, let you send me to have fun, and use our carefully thought-out puzzles as an optional banquet decoration.”

Seeing the British wizard looking at him, the representative from the African Union had to explain a sentence for his own people.

“But we’ve got you food!” he shouted at the Sphinx.

“No, you don’t,” the Sphinx vetoed flatly, “our food is

There is only one kind from beginning to end – and that is a human being as stupid as you! “

Having said that, some things can be said to be self-evident.

The sphinx’s long-standing dissatisfaction with wizards’ restraints on them is easy to be bought by people with ulterior motives, so it is not surprising that such a thing has been done.

But the question is, who instructed them to do this?

Fortunately, Lockhart was more alert. After finding that Harry and the others were teleported to an unfamiliar place, he immediately activated a reverse door key that was placed on Harry at an unknown time. Otherwise, it would be hard to say.

After rescuing Harry, Lockhart and Moody teleported over with the swapped door key, saying that they were going to “meet” with the mastermind behind the scenes, and cut Harry’s arm before leaving. I asked him for a hair and a little blood, and I don’t know how he planned to “meet for a while” with the mastermind behind the scenes.

But one thing is for sure – that the Ministry of Magic has once again lost face in public

Scrimgeour couldn’t wait for Lockhart and the others to come back and ask them the truth, because he’d lost enough face today.

“In other words, someone found you and bought you… Who?” He put his wand on the sphinx’s heart.

“The messenger of the Cobra, he said he respects the customs of our species and will give us back the right to unleash our nature when his master takes power.”

The Sphinx didn’t hide anything from him. Maybe it was because he felt that his mission had been successful anyway, and it would be fine to talk about what the Ministry of Magic would know sooner or later, and by the way, he could vent his grievances.

Besides, it doesn’t like the smell of Veritaserum, and it doesn’t like the feeling of being Legilimency.

It was only after hearing what it said that Scrimgeour was even more puzzled.

Cobra’s… emissary? “He hesitated. “Who is that?”

“He’s way better than you guys.” The Sphinx was obviously thinking about something when he mentioned this, “The man came with a huge venomous snake and hundreds of cobras and told us about it. An offer we couldn’t refuse… Seriously, even though I don’t miss the taste of human flesh after a long time, my girls can’t… I’m a good husband.”

Scrimgeour was furious when he heard this: “Damn it, don’t play riddles with me! I’m asking – who is that person?”

Chapter 376 Unwanted Answers

Scrimgeour was eager to find out the reason behind the black hand, and it was not entirely for his own sake. His “future” might be more important.

Anyway, this is the case in the wizarding world. The place with a small population must be dominated by the acquaintance society. Even if it cannot continue, at least if there are no major problems, it will not be dismissed.

But if the face is gone, it is really gone, because everyone knows each other, and because of the small number of people, there are not many levels between the head and the grassroots. Once he was labelled as “incompetent” by his acquaintances, no matter what public office he wants to hold in the future, everyone thinks of him and they don’t think he can do anything.

When Lockhart and Moody discreetly approached him, reminding him that “someone” was going to mess up the Big Five, Scrimgeour was on the mend.

He and Fudge are political enemies. Although Fudge, as the Minister of Magic, bears the greatest responsibility for the riots in the World Cup, Scrimgeour cannot stay out of it. In a sense, his responsibility is greater than that of Fudge.

He didn’t want anything more to happen.

After getting the worst possible result from the sphinx, Scrimgeour fell into a sluggishness—his brain shut down.

He instinctively wanted to scold the Sphinx for lying, but his few senses told him that no creature in this world would cover up a small lie with an outrageous lie.

But he didn’t know what to do.

In a panic, he called Kingsley Shacklebolt and asked him about the whereabouts of Moody and Lockhart: “Where’s Moody. Have they come back yet?”

“Not yet,” Kingsley told him, “but never mind, they said it might take an hour to be back.”

“An hour…this…”

Scrimgeour took out his pocket watch and looked at it, then slumped down to the desk, sitting down with his head in his hands, his calf still shaking, looking very helpless.

It took a long time for Scrimgeour to remember what he should have done now, rather than wait foolishly.

“Shacklebolt, ask Robards to come over, we’re going to… hold a meeting! Yes, hold a meeting! We are facing a very serious… dilemma, and we have to discuss it!” Kingsley completely saw Scrimgeour’s confusion. eyes.

A thought suddenly popped into his heart: “A person like this can actually be his own boss? Why don’t you do it yourself?”

“I’ll call him right now,” Kingsley agreed.

He left the small temporary interrogation room and walked towards the fire on the second floor of the cinema.

In the venue, Harry and Cedric sat back in their seats with tired faces, while Hermione and Ron had already rushed up.

“What happened, Harry? Why did you seem hurt?” Hermione asked him anxiously.

Harry looked around and found that there were still too many people, so he didn’t tell what happened to him.

“It’s okay, it’s just a little blood, and it’s healed right away… I hurt myself myself.”

To keep Hermione from worrying, Harry added another sentence.

“Healed?” Hermione screamed. “The worst thing you can do is healing magic… show it to me!”

Harry had to stretch out his right hand: “And Cedric is there.”

After taking a closer look at Harry’s arm and confirming that there were no permanent scars, Hermione was a little relieved.

But then she noticed a new situation: “Huh? What’s the matter, Harry? This wand in your hand is not yours! Where’s your wand? It seems, seems like…”

Seeing that he couldn’t hide it, Harry had to interrupt her first.

“Go back! Go back and talk about it!” He hurriedly winked.

Hermione stared at the familiar wand, her lips squirming a few times, but in the end she couldn’t say anything, only her clenched fists told others how upset she was.

On the other side, Gilderoy Lockhart was caught in the biggest predicament of his life.

Rao is that he has been mentally prepared, but he still underestimates the negative impact of changing wands on him, even if he drinks the compound decoction and becomes Harry

Even worse – because he was unfamiliar with Harry’s body movements, Lockhart’s movements were restricted, and he seemed a little awkward when facing Barty Crouch Jr.

Too big, or too big! Lockhart lost his mind.

Because he was thinking about the Imperius Curse and Compound Potion all the time, he completely ignored that little Crouch could infiltrate the scene of the game through the “Muggle way” that was directly bought.

Fortunately, the trigger door key he arranged in advance worked – it sent Harry and Cedric back to the screaming shack in time.

This is the advantage of being prepared – although he doesn’t know how the other party intends to take Harry away from Hogwarts, he knows that the other party will definitely attack Harry, so he only needs to make the corresponding arrangements.

Lockhart and Moody came to the screaming shack in time through the phoenix left by Dumbledore, and arranged the joist replacement plan set early in the morning – he drank the compound decoction and turned into a halo. Lee’s appearance, while Moody is invisible waiting to support him.

This arrangement seemed foolproof to Lockhart at the time, and he even wondered if he had to put some water in order to leave Harry’s blood in what Barty thought was “reasonable”.

But now it seems that he is really worried, because Little Crouch’s strength is much stronger than he looks, and the most difficult thing to deal with is his Cruciatus.

Just as Lockhart played with the magic related to the oblivion spell, Barty Crouch Jr. is best at the related spells that are tormenting and can negatively stimulate the opponent’s senses.

When Lockhart and Moody teleported there using the portkey Harry left behind, before they could confirm where it was, a delighted and slightly perverted voice rang from nearby.

“Drill the heart and gouge out the bone!”

– A green thunderbolt ran from far to near, and quickly rushed to Lockhart’s back.

But Lockhart reacted very quickly after switching to Harry’s with Compound Decoction, dodging the spell with a cat’s waist, and then rolled to the side and pointed his wand in the direction of the sound.

Of course, the reason why he was able to react so quickly might also be related to the phlegm and enhancer he had drunk in advance.

The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, knowing that his enemy is a Death Eater, if Lockhart is still not prepared, then he is really sorry for his IQ in life.

Chapter 377 The Cat Play “The Mouse”

After “Harry Potter” dodged the spell, he immediately began to look around, and asked the Philosopher Sanlian: “Who are you? Where is this place? What are you doing? Diggory, where is Diggory?”

His appearance seemed panicked, fully showing what a boy who was suddenly attacked should behave.

The strange voice sounded again: “Is it here? This is the tomb chosen by the Lord for your filthy blood, Harry Potter.”

As the voice fell, a man with a thin face and withered skin emerged from nowhere.

He held a wand glowing green in his hand, with a morbid grin on his face, and licked his lips when he looked at “Harry”, if he hadn’t been able to speak human words, he would have Looks like the Gringotts guys Lockhart has seen

This person is of course Barty Crouch Jr. Unlike the portrait in the Ministry of Magic’s Wanted, the little Crouch today looks both down and haggard, with bulging bones and stubble. It is hard to believe that this is wanted. The handsome looking young man in Lingzhong.

It seems that during this period of time with Voldemort, little Crouch did not have a good life. And because he’s going to feed Voldemort instead of Wormtail: this guy obviously has to spend more than just mental energy.

—Crucifixion failed to hit Harry, and instead of regretting it, little Crouch was more excited.

“You can run a little mouse oo,” Crouch said with a grin, “I hope you can struggle for a while longer, although you will eventually be swallowed by a snake, but doing warm-up exercises in advance may make you look more something delicious.”

Lockhart completely ignored Crouch’s words. He looked around while the other party was smug, and found that Voldemort was not a creative person. Which cemetery is it?

And little Crouch’s ability is obviously stronger than Wormtail. Just after his voice fell, many bulges suddenly grew on the ground of the cemetery, and small snakes of different lengths and patterns came out of the graves of the cemetery. drilled out.

Not only that, after the snakes got out, pale white arms also emerged from the ground.

It may be because the holes drilled by the snakes made the soil of these tombs looser, and the new things inside were not much slower than the snakes. The owners of these arms crawled out of the tombs slowly and heavily, and Along with the group of hissing snakes, Lockhart was surrounded.

If he hadn’t watched a lot of zombie movies, even if Lockhart saw this scene for the first time, he would definitely feel the scalp tingling for the current scene.

In the first war, Voldemort innovatively used the mang-moon corpse among wizards, which Lockhart knew and had studied specifically.

Dumbledore said that Voldemort thought “corpses, darkness, and blood” were terrible, so he filled the caves with things like Inferi.

And as a man who is determined to take out the “seeds” in the minds of all Death Eaters and be the “hook”, Lockhart is of course trying to figure out why Voldemort is so afraid of dead bodies.

As a result, he checked and found that in 1932, the first so-called zombie film “White Zombies” had been born in the United States, which should be when Voldemort was 6 years old.

The film is set in Haiti and describes a wizard who awakened a large group of zombies through voodoo sorcery and let them operate in a sugar factory day and night.

By the way, all the people who landed on the island will be turned into new zombies.

Of course, from Lockhart’s perspective, this is an attempt by the Americans to use “zombies” to smear the Haitian sugar industry after the United States was robbed of the sugar production industry on the southern plantations.

Just like after the new century, after the cotton and tomato markets in the central and southwestern regions of the United States and the east coast were taken away by Xinjiang cotton and tomatoes, the United States took great pains to concoct a “forced labor”.

After further investigation, Lockhart found that the film was actually shown in London, and because the Americans wanted to smear Haiti as much as possible, the ticket price of the film was not high, and he even drew a lot for it. poster.

If the young Tom Riddle saw the poster of this movie when he was wandering around in London, or tried to escape the ticket to watch the movie, so that the movie caused indelible damage to his young heart. , which is not difficult to understand.

And when Voldemort returned more than ten years after graduation and recruited Death Eaters to start the first wizarding war that lasted for 11 years, the true originator of zombie movies – “Night of the Living Dead” in 1968 Start playing.

Lockhart believes that it was this film that inspired Voldemort. He already had the Resurrection Stone in his hand, and he could refer to the magic inside and invent the incantation spell, so as to use it to intimidate other wizards. .

Of course, Lockhart was not at all afraid of it.

– On the one hand, because it is daytime, the corpse is not as scary as it is at night. On the other hand, it is because, as someone said, “all scary equipment stems from insufficient firepower”. When Lockhart believes that he can easily take down a large Inferi, this thing is only for him. Ridiculous. Even if they improved the Inferi’s magic so that it was no longer afraid of the light.

But in order to continue to paralyze Barty, Lockhart felt that he should pretend to be afraid

He quickly took a few steps back, raised the wand with the phoenix tail feather in his hand, and made a staggering appearance.

Sure enough, little Crouch did not have the slightest doubt, but was even more ecstatic.

It can be seen that he has been planning for this for a long time.

He wasn’t in a hurry to attack “Harry” either, but rather like cat and mouse: wanting to have a good time before eating.