Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 614

"You're so nervous, Harry!"

McGuffin gently peels off the shell of the grilled shrimp, and spreads a layer of cream on the shrimp meat with a knife,
The smooth and tender taste, coupled with the unique aroma of shrimp and the sweetness of silky cream, made him intoxicated.

However, Harry on the side didn't have such leisurely elegance. He was cutting up and down with a knife and fork in confusion. On his plate... that German crispy roast pork knuckle that had long been broken into pieces.

But just didn't stuff it in the mouth.

In the past two days, Harry has been unable to eat again.

Not to mention the savior who was rumored in the entire wizarding world during the previous period, which caused Harry a lot of trouble, until now he lost his appetite.

Even now that the second event is about to start, it also makes him very headache.

Although McGuffin has already guessed that the venue for the second competition should be related to... that rather weird forest in the Forbidden Forest,
This put Harry somewhat... ahead of the other warriors, but he couldn't help being nervous.

Unlike Harry's nervousness,

McGuffin was confused about other things, or it could be said that he was at a loss.

After Harry was attacked by Voldemort through the reflection of that world, he understood that the trajectory of the original world had completely changed.

He can no longer speculate based on the plot described in the original book or movie... his own fate or the development track of things in the future.

So he checked the [Crown·Horcrux] in the [Room of Requirement] again, but it was not there.

He took the opportunity to tell Dumbledore about it.

Fortunately, for some reason, the old fox Albus Dumbledore didn't say much.

It's just that the expression is strange, and after looking up and down McGuffin with an unpredictable look, he replied flatly...

'understood! '

Just drive McGuffin out of his office.

Know?Know!
What the hell does the old bee know...

'I also know that the unified timetable is around 2027? '

The memories of the previous life in McGuffin's heart were once again churning, and he couldn't help but spit out a stalk about this unreliable old bee.

Having said that, isn't this old guy already found this Horcrux?
McGuffin can only comfort himself in this way, he really doesn't need any other bad news now.

Say bad news.

Things went from bad to worse in London, Britain's most cosmopolitan city.

It seemed... the Ministry of Magic, or Cornelius Fudge, had lost control of the situation.

Whether it was the serial killings of Muggles at the beginning, or the disappearance of many homeless people, these can no longer be concealed.

It is said that the most active people in the city of London are the reporters from all over the world...whether it is Muggles or magic, they wander the streets and alleys, inquiring about any big news that can be eye-catching.

Many reporters rushed to London in such a hurry, and they ran around the scene of various crimes... to a certain extent, hindering the normal actions of the Muggle police, Aurors of the Ministry of Magic... these violent law enforcement officers.

Contrary to them, there are many Londoners who have a keen sense of smell and feel that something is wrong in advance, and began to pack up and move out of London and the UK.

According to newspaper statistics, not only Muggles, but even some wizards and their families living in London have moved to France, or Scotland...especially the Hogsmeade village near Hogwarts.

Perhaps the wizards still think that it is safer to be close to Dumbledore and Hogwarts.

Even the Muggle Prime Minister and Minister Cornelius Fudge tried their best to reassure people not to be afraid in the newspapers, but it was of no use.

Everyone took their words as fart.

Even the most nervous Muggles sensed that something was amiss.

That swarm of black rats in London in mid-January was eerie enough.

But after a week, all the trees in London turned yellow overnight.

Not just the trees with empty branches on the streets, but the trees and flowers that are carefully maintained in flower shops, some flower lovers' homes... No matter what kind of plants, even the Christmas trees in the shops that have not had time to deal with them all turned yellow overnight, turning into a shriveled tree branch without a trace of green leaves.

And, not only that... Another week, almost February.

McGuffin received several Muggle newspapers from his home... [London Financial News], [Static News], [SBC] media newspapers,

A few things are reported above invariably:
The London River turned red and stinky overnight, turning into a river of flesh and blood flowing like hell.

Dead fish are densely floating on the surface of the river...

Contact the last black rat wave...

That's what terrified Muggles in Britain.

They all thought it was a harbinger of a certain day, at least of the end of London.

All kinds of doomsday rumors are circulating in people's minds,

People from religious groups blasphemed on TV, marched and demonstrated in the streets, and promoted their beliefs and theories.

And some people took this opportunity to vigorously spread chaos.

Robbery, rape, gang killings, all kinds of disappearances... As for petty theft, it is the first to flood the streets of the poor and the suburbs.

And the fluctuations in the order in the London market, the turmoil in the financial market caused by it has attracted hyenas from all over the world, and they have begun to tear away the little remaining credibility of the British Muggle government and prey on this big piece of fat in the UK.

With the addition of several aspects, especially with the blessing of various religious rumors...

Many people believed in the coming of Judgment Day,
So... the shortage of food at each station in the supermarket is nothing new at all,
On the contrary, it is the 'toilet paper crisis' that adds a touch of mockery and a certain sense of reality to this doomsday scene.

In short, this Muggle government is no longer sustainable.

And London has become so chaotic within these few weeks, which also makes McGuffin's parents extremely worried about Emily, McGuffin's sister, who lives and works alone in London.

This very character Muggle genius.

The letter from McGuffin's parents in this life is to know what happened in London...whether it has anything to do with what McGuffin wrote to them some time ago.

Another thing is to ask McGuffin to persuade Emily Albert to leave London.

Unfortunately, just as McGuffin expected, even if he writes again... it can't change Emily's persistence.

In contrast, Hermione's family left London early and fortunately went to Europe for their honeymoon.

Although after February, when the Ministry of Magic is on the verge of an enemy,
With their considerable staff (mostly Aurors) deployed throughout the City of London,

There will be no more strange and mysterious things happening in this city that Muggles can't explain clearly.

However, things have become even worse now, because a viral infectious disease similar to influenza was suddenly detected in Muggle society.

The death rate was not high, but then the supply chain was tense, the supplies were in short supply, and the price of oil rose several times (especially under the crazy speculation of all kinds of guys with ulterior motives, hoarding and reluctance to sell, the price of goods rose even more rapidly, and the repressed dissatisfaction in people's hearts was all attributed to the government)... This became the last straw that crushed this Muggle government.

After all kinds of anti-government, love of freedom, gender equality...whatever X gender is also a gender, what kind of toilet you want to go to, celestial parade...after all kinds of messy sports,

Nobody wants to continue their lives for this Muggle government anymore.

All the Muggle MPs are cutting off one after another, and forcing the cabinet to hold an early general election, take the blame and resign, in order to appease the anger of the voters.

In contrast, our Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, is not much better now.

It can be said that it is extremely battered.

Even with the unexpected news of Harry being the 'savior of the world' (there is a high probability that Fudge released the news himself), and the hot spot of the Top Ten Tournament...it can't distract the wizards' attention.

And the current [Daily Prophet] is actually the most popular discussion about the city of London and Muggle society, which is unprecedented since the [Daily Prophet] started its newspaper.

For example, the headline on the front page of the newspaper in Ron's hand is——

【alert!New Muggle Infection Epidemic! 】

【Be careful of every muggle you come into contact with, they may carry deadly infectious diseases... If your family still lives in the cursed city of London... it is best to bring a bubble head spell, or an air filtration spell...】

At this time, the Muggle world and the wizarding world are miraculously fused together, sharing some weird similarities...

For example, this report on [Daily Prophet] is similar to other reports in Muggle newspapers, most of them present a hysterical emotional expression, and the words and vocabulary are full of various obscenities towards others.

However, wizards discriminate against Muggles, while British Muggles look down on other foreign Muggles, especially those from France... who are given special treatment.

Most British people agree that the virus that is currently prevalent in the UK came from France.

The British Muggle media has made a large part of the world's noise, agitating for this statement.

Brits have always been very skilled at backstabbing the tricolor flag.

Ron put down the newspaper in his hand and opened the second newspaper,

The above header is still the same as always:

【Who will succeed Fudge? 】

Most of the front page was occupied by large black and white photos of several wizards.

Barty Crouch, Scrimgeour (the man who was as wild and fierce as a lion), and some old wizards who were dying and looking like they were about to fall asleep...

Fudge's photo was pressed at the bottom,

The current newspapers and media are no longer optimistic about Fudge,
He made no secret of his belief that he would not be Minister for Magic for long.

After roughly reading the report, Ron sighed softly, put the newspaper aside, and gently cut a steak in white sauce sprinkled with some special spices in half, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Ron savored the bursting gravy from his steak,

The fat aroma with a texture similar to milk, when his mouth slowly flowed into his throat,
Then he chatted to Hermione next to him, "It seems that Fudge can't hold the position of Minister of Magic now."

"To be honest, I still like him... After all, Fudge has kept the peace in the wizarding world for a long time..."

"It's just that for Percy, this kind of confusion of rights is the time for him to show his 'big picture'... He hopes that his immediate boss, Crouch, can become the Minister of Magic."

"But it's not very hopeful. After all, Crouch's son is a Death Eater. People have a bad impression of him. I think the most likely thing is that his subordinate, Auror Office Director Rufus Scrimgeour, was elected. This guy is an extremely tough guy..."

Hermione didn't care about Fudge's fate, but she was very worried about the current situation of the city where she lived [London].

But this kind of thing, she at Hogwarts... no matter how much she worries, it's useless.

"What the hell is going on in London?"

"Harry, that..." Hermione looked around and saw that no one had noticed them, and then said again, "What was the mysterious man planning that night? Everything that happened in London... must be related to him, right?"

"What did Professor Dumbledore say? Didn't he give you private lessons almost every night these days?"

"Me?" Harry shook his head, "I don't know."

"Professor Dumbledore, every night I learned about Voldemort's life, and some things about the out-of-control Muggle magic power that he had assisted the Ministry of Magic to deal with, and even some things were related to a dark wizard named Grindelwald."

"It's very messy. I don't know what the professor wants to tell me?" Harry's eyes continued to be confused.

"Grindelwald?"

"That was the last Dark Lord. He was the one who provoked the last magic and world war. At that time, in half of Europe, several wizards from the Ministry of Magic were split by him... The whole magic world was in a mess, and the damage to the magic world was almost comparable to the Muggle World War."

Hermione explained to Harry, "Why did the professor tell you these things."

"I don't know either," Harry replied dejectedly.

"Maybe he wants you to know more about Voldemort so that you can prepare yourself..." McGuffin suggested.

"What kind of preparation is this?" Harry shook his head, expressing his confusion.

After looking around, McGuffin said in a low voice, "This probably has something to do with that prophecy. Isn't Harry and Voldemort in some kind of strange connection in fate? Isn't there a saying that if you want to defeat your enemy, you must come to understand him..."

Harry still couldn't figure it out.

After that, under the persuasion of McGuffin and others next to him, (he eats something to supplement nutrition)
After hesitating for a long time, Harry decided to add some energy. He grabbed a piece of sliced ​​bread, wrapped some chopped meat, rolled it up and stuffed it into his mouth.

Chewing dryly.

　Modified a bit, moved part of the content to the next chapter

　　
　
(End of this chapter)