Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

Diagon Alley.

The moonlight is just right now, and the silver moonlight is reflected on the winding cobblestone road.

In the past, the shops on both sides would have closed down at this time, after all, Knockturn Alley is next door, and it is not very safe at night.

But now in Diagon Alley, there are still many pedestrians walking between the shops, talking and laughing, and some young couples are buying gifts together.

On both sides of the street, there are many newly opened shops that are being decorated all night.

Some are newly opened, and some are potion shops that have been converted into other types of shops.

Next to the most luxurious white stone building of Gringotts, there is a super-large and super-tall shop under the name of the Ministry of Magic.

Dozens of wizards are busy with renovations in and out, and many goblins are jumping and cursing beside them, saying that this is unreasonable.

In any case, Diagon Alley is becoming more and more prosperous.

At this time, a spirited patrol team walked out of the street of Knockturn Alley. Everyone in this team wore purple uniforms, purple hats, and a wand sleeve on their belts.

The passing wizards looked at these patrol members and smiled at ease, and bowed slightly to express their gratitude.

A tavern owner came out warmly and greeted the captain of this team.

"Daniel, have you finished patrolling Knockturn Alley again? Why don't you come over for a drink."

The patrol team leader Daniel bowed politely.

"Thank you, Boss Ryan, there's no need to drink. We still have tasks. You know, being lazy will result in deductions of money and promotion points."

"Okay, come to my place for a drink after get off work, I'll give you a 30% discount."

Ryan was just trying to warm up. He also knew that although the welfare of this patrol team was good, the internal uniforms were extremely strict.

Although the patrol team does not belong to the Ministry of Magic, it is more responsible than the Aurors and strikers. Now under their governance, the safety of Knockturn Alley has increased exponentially, and there are basically no dark wizards.

Of course, this is not surprising. Ordinary dark wizards have joined the patrol team, and those extremely vicious dark wizards have been sent to Azkaban.

At first, ordinary wizards did not trust these patrol teams composed of petty thieves and wizards with bad records.

But after a long period of observation, the patrol team did not commit any crime.

Even many disputes were resolved and many criminals were sent to the Ministry of Magic, and handed over to Deputy Director Pierce of the Law Enforcement Department.

This patrol team is nominally authorized by Fudge and led by Pierce.

Therefore, Pierce's reputation has gradually surpassed that of Director Burns.

And Fudge's position is gradually becoming more stable.

So now in the British magic world, the patrol team has become a popular place to work. Although the selection is strict, it still can't stop people from signing up every day.

In a corner, Mad-Eye was leaning on his cane and silently observing the status of the patrol.

He had been squatting here for a month, trying to find loopholes in the patrol, trying to see if they were partial to each other and oppressing the people.

Then he would use these evidences to slap the faces of those who were already inclined to defect in the Order of the Phoenix.

Now Tonks, Kingsley, Lupin and Arthur, the former staunch factions, began to waver, and Moody was furious.

But the idea was good, but reality gave Mad-Eye a slap in the face.

Although this patrol was originally a group of criminals who had not been arrested, I don’t know how Shaw managed to restrain them.

Moreover, the combat effectiveness is increasing day by day, and the teamwork has surpassed the strikers, gradually approaching the level of elite Aurors.

In fact, this new Pentagram invited Moody to be an instructor, but was finally severely sprayed back by Moody, saying that he would never be a teacher to a dark wizard even if he died.

But Moody now regrets it. If he had agreed at that time, he could have gone inside to investigate and find the evidence of the crimes hidden by these bad guys.

Unlike now, it is becoming more and more difficult for spies to infiltrate.

But Mad-Eye has always been strong, but he refused to admit it.

At this time, Daniel led his men past Moody, and he nodded to Moody in a friendly way, which made Moody a little indignant.

"Hypocrisy! I will keep an eye on you!"

Daniel has been trained, and as a captain, he must be able to swallow his pride, so he doesn't mind.

Suddenly, the communication poker in his arms trembled. He took it out and looked at it. His expression tightened, and he turned to his deputy.

"Art, you lead the team to continue patrolling, I will go back to the headquarters."

As he said, he immediately teleported away.

Moody's alchemy eyes rolled around, thought about it, and followed the teleportation.

The dark castle of the former Pureblood Society has changed from a dark and gloomy style to a dignified royal purple.

People come and go here, and paper planes for messages fly around, just like a second Ministry of Magic.

Actually, it is not wrong to say so.There is no problem, because Minister Fudge, the Deputy Director of the Law Enforcement Department and various senior officials often come and go here to work, and some of them have been in the Ministry of Magic longer.

Now that the Pentagram is just being built, there are many people, so it is still busy at night.

Daniel Apparated outside the manor. He first tidied up his slightly messy clothes, and then walked into the castle with his head held high.

Moody, who followed behind him, was hit on the head by the secret sentries from all directions before he could make any further moves.

"The Pentagram is a restricted area. No one is allowed to enter without an invitation!"

Moody's face was throbbing with veins, and he clenched his fists several times. He wanted to pull out his wand and fight desperately, but he was brave and not stupid, so he rationally stepped back and Apparated away.

Daniel smiled and watched Moody go, turned around and continued to walk towards the gate.

He is a Muggle wizard who has studied at Hogwarts for seven years and has excellent academic performance.

But after graduation, he had no way out and could not return to the Muggle world. He had no choice but to drift to Knockturn Alley and do some petty things.

Last year, the Death Eaters expanded their team and he was hired as an exception. Some time ago, the Death Eaters reorganized the Pentagram.

The capable ones are promoted, the mediocre ones are demoted, and the pure bloods have to stand aside.

Some people really turn into dragons when they encounter wind and clouds. Daniel has excellent ability. He was promoted to a squad first, then a detachment, and now he is the captain of the patrol team. He can be said to be rising rapidly.

There are many people like him who have risen from the quagmire. Who is not full of hope for light after being in hell?

And they are more loyal to Shorblack, the leader who pulled them out of the quagmire and gave them dignity.

Daniel went all the way to the Government Affairs Office and greeted people passing by politely.

In the Government Affairs Office, Lucius sat behind his desk to handle official business. His temperament now is arrogant and majestic.

An assistant handed over a report and introduced it.

"Director, last month the staff salary cost 14,000 Galleons, and the bonus subsidy was 5,000, while the Ministry of Magic only subsidized 7,000. There is no other income for the time being, so the gap is huge."