The Soul of Hogwarts Across Worlds

Chapter 48 Congratulations, Minister Granger for the Birth
In the air, the noble Wang didn't make any moves, she just looked at everyone thoughtfully.

Then she raised her head suddenly, as if she had noticed something.His eyes looked towards the northwest.

Then it turned into light particles and dissipated in the air.

"What's that? Who's that?"

Such a scene shocked all the Aurors present.

"I don't know. But." Alastor Moody, who had arrived at this time, couldn't help sighing: "The Ministry of Magic is going to be a little busy."

"How is the field investigation going?"

A few minutes later, there were more and more Aurors in the Ministry of Magic. People couldn't help but sigh that there were so many Aurors in the Ministry of Magic.

"There is only one mummy at the scene."

"One person?" Moody's magic eyes turned back and forth, which was completely different from the black magic incidents he investigated in the past. According to past experience, it was impossible for only one person to complete such a scale.

"There are definitely people out there, find them for me, even if you dig three feet into the ground, you have to find them out for me."

Just as the Aurors on the street gathered more and more, they didn't notice at all that there was a black kitten in Hermione's house.

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What happened in the suburbs of London was made known almost in a day.

The Daily Prophet devoted a full page to the story the next day.

The beam of light going straight into the clouds, the inexplicable explosion, the sudden appearance of a mysterious girl, and the 'incompetence' of all Aurors.

With so many hot topics, it is impossible for such news not to be popular.

A day later, almost everyone is talking about it.

It was even rumored that this incident was done by the evil wizard who was robbed at the Greater Glasgow Museum before.

The Ministry of Magic spent more than ten days without finding anything, and those dark wizards were hiding in London, the heart of England.

And made such a terrible explosion.

It's not a matter of the Ministry of Magic being incompetent or not.But what the hell is the Ministry of Magic doing with the taxpayers' money?
I'm afraid it's not the umbrella of the dark wizard!
All of a sudden, news about the corruption, dereliction of duty, laissez-faire, and inaction of senior officials of the British Ministry of Magic spread everywhere.

Driven by someone with a heart, all these accusations are aimed at Cornelius Fudge, who has just taken over as the Minister of Magic of the United Kingdom.

Although Fudge himself vehemently denied this matter, in any case, the Minister of Magic, who had only officially taken over for a day, had now come to the edge of a cliff because he had completely lost public opinion.

Melda, the instigator, certainly didn't care about Fudge's life or death. At this time, he and Harry Ron were still lying in the school hospital.

"Oh my god, it's terrible!" Ron said in surprise, pointing at the Daily Prophet in his hand.

"Such a thing has never erupted before! The beam of light tens of thousands of feet, it is estimated that everyone in London has seen it."

"I'm a little curious about how the Ministry of Magic will cover up this matter." Ron raised his hands and made a gesture of spreading them.

"Of course they couldn't cast the Forgetting Curse on everyone." Melda said with narrowed eyes, "After all, the whole city was shocked. Millions of people, even if the Ministry of Magic was exhausted, they couldn't finish it."

"Besides, I guess the Muggle newspapers have also reported it. It is estimated that the whole of Europe and even the United States know about it by now."

"They can't hide it," Harry went on.

"The Misinformation Office will definitely find a reason, they have experience in this area!"

"I will probably discuss with the British Prime Minister a plausible non-magic explanation, probably just a few, such as meteorites, aurora, etc. It's not a big deal anyway." Melda mocked coldly. Not idle, he sorted out the organizational structure of the Ministry of Magic.And found some interesting things from it.

"Poor Muggles." Ron said sympathetically.Because he noticed, it was written in the corner of the newspaper that the incident caused the deaths of a dozen Muggles.

Harry seemed a little unhappy.He has only been in the wizarding world for only four months, and he has already seen too much of the dark side of the wizarding world.

Just like this time, he didn't know what the Ministry of Magic would do with the dozen or so dead Muggles, but he could guess from Fudge's arrogant look.In the end, it will definitely be nothing.

Seemingly noticing that Harry and Ron were not in a good mood, Melda quickly changed the subject and said, "Tell me, how are you feeling now?"

"Great!" Ron immediately changed his face and said excitedly.

"Look!" Ron took out his wand and pointed at the flowers beside him. After a flash of blue light, the bouquet of lilies slowly turned into two butterflies.

Although the butterfly's flapping of its wings seems to be strenuous and stiff, but this is already a remarkable transformation achievement.Professor McGonagall would definitely give Ron extra points if he was by his side.

You must know that even fourth and fifth grade students may not be able to do the transfiguration technique that can turn dead objects into living ones, and Ron is only in the first grade.

"Cool!" Harry was also attracted by Ron's wonderful transfiguration.Then he also pulled out his wand, and slowly chanted the spell to turn the teacup beside him into a pink piggy.

Then the two waved their magic wands as if they had discovered a new world, turning all the small objects in front of them into various small animals.

After a while, the school hospital seemed to become a zoo.

"Okay, stop making trouble." Melda reached out and grabbed a snowy owl that was pecking at her, and threw it towards Harry's bed.

And the white snowy owl, which looked like Hedwig, changed back to its original appearance the moment Melda threw it out.

That's Harry's pillow.

"Where's Hermione? School has already started, why haven't you seen her?"

"Who knows?" Ron raised his shoulders indifferently.

"I thought we were friends! How sad!"

Before Melda finished speaking, Hermione's voice was heard from the entrance of the school hospital.

"I heard it!"

She walked over in a hurry, and sat down beside Melda's bed.

It was as if he had suffered a huge grievance.As soon as he sat down, he said angrily, "Fudge is a bastard!"

"It's unbelievable that a guy like that can be the Minister of Magic."

"We all know that." Melda said in a mocking tone.

"Tell me what happened. How did he mess with you?"

Hermione took a deep breath and waited for a while before speaking.

"Do you all know that London was attacked?"

"Who doesn't know? Everyone is going crazy." Ron said and pointed to the newspaper in his hand.

"Then what if I say the attack happened right next to my house?"

"My God!" Harry yelled, "You're not hurt, Hermione."

"I am fine."

Hermione shook her head and waved to Harry to indicate that she was fine.

"It does not matter!"

"You can't even imagine what will happen next!" Hermione, who had calmed down, seemed excited again.She stood up and asked, "I always thought that the Ministry of Magic should be for us. For ordinary people, even if there are some snots, but it is always for the public."

"But now, I realize that I was wrong."

"I was watching when the attack happened. After the attack was over, I was taken back to the Ministry by the Aurors. Guess what was the first thing they did to me?"

(End of this chapter)