curse the world at hogwarts

Since ancient times, military attachés built the Great Wall, while civil servants criticized it, and it was the same everywhere.

Compared with people like Cornelius Fudge and Dolores Umbridge who turned wizards into bureaucrats, Rufus Scrimgeour lived more like a wizard in the first half of his life.

It's just that the credit has been great, but the problem has never been solved. When the wizard no longer regards strength and performance as the evaluation criteria, his blood and tears become somewhat worthless.

If Amelia Burns hadn't admired his hard work, he might not even be the head of the Auror Office...

When he reaches middle age and his fighting spirit wanes, he inevitably embarks on the path of living in harmony with the light.

The battle will still be fought, but it will no longer matter.

Is Voldemort too powerful?For the sake of the brothers, don’t be tough.

Is the death hunt a lynching?Then throw him into Azkaban to eat dirt.

However, the changes in the past ten years made Scrimgeour feel uncomfortable today.

First he threw him into prison, and he almost...actually...died there. Rhine Lyle, regardless of his past grievances, rescued him from this terrible guy. When he recalled the past, he couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion. , there is even some residual shame that makes me feel a little guilty.

Then he saw clearly that the person currently fighting against the terrifying "demon" was actually the Dark Lord who regarded Muggles as insignificant...

In the past, he felt that people would eventually change, and it was not a bad thing for him to become more aware of current affairs.

But why can a generation of Dark Lords become better, while he himself becomes a coward?

He was not envious of the bad guys who could use the prodigal son's return to win cheers, he just suddenly had a strong conflict in his heart, and because of the appearance of Grindelwald, this conflict directly escalated to the point of struggle.

If Scrimgeour is an iron-blooded tough guy, he should reveal the Dark Lord's identity, crush the fact that the Dark Lord "escaped from prison", and then imprison him again without fear of life or death, even if Grindelwald lays a finger on him. You can crush him to death.

But...can he?

Before, he could.

Now, he doubted.

People are doing good things, saving his life, saving the lives of Muggles.

His sense of right and wrong had turned into a mass of mush at this moment, and even turned into a feeling that made him inexplicably sad.

At some point, two lines of clear tears silently slipped from the corners of his eyes, leaving two white marks on his bloody face.

Scrimgeour didn't know why he was crying. He just suddenly felt that after playing a tough guy for more than ten years, he was in an unprecedented vulnerability.

An old but strong hand suddenly pressed gently on his shoulder.

Scrimgeour looked back and found that Albus Dumbledore had arrived and was looking at him with an indescribable expression.

"Find some time and go talk to him."

Dumbledore whispered to Scrimgeour.

Scrimgeour did not question or hesitate, but nodded slowly.

He knew that there was a fork in front of him again. He chose the wrong direction last time...

This time, can he make the right choice?

……

Nearly an hour has passed since the war started.

Even though Fudge told him not to contact Dumbledore, who was having a conflict, before setting off, Mrs. Burns still made another trip to Hogwarts after sending a message to Rhine.

Dumbledore, of course, rushed to Sandford immediately.

One Grindelwald has left Mark with only the strength to run like a wolf, and then there's Dumbledore...

The possibility of him finally escaping unscathed was wasted.

While relying on Medusa to turn the exploration team members into cans and stuffing them into the suitcases one by one, Rhine sighed at the increasingly one-sided battle.

"This is probably a scene that has never happened in the past hundred years!"

"Hermione, I want to be recorded in history!"

The last cooperative battle between attack and reception might really have been 100 years ago. Everyone present was so lucky to have witnessed this exciting scene with their own eyes.

High-end wizards often only need to use the simplest fighting methods.

Dumbledore saw that Grindelwald was having fun with the RV, so he participated with great interest and cooperated with Grindelwald.

Mark immediately fell into an extremely aggrieved situation, and finally became a puffer fish...

"This is not over yet!!!"

As we all know, once a person starts to speak cruelly, it proves that he is going to run away.

I saw the inner demon that had been beaten to pieces again by the Black and White Demon King swelled up, and then exploded into a shower of flowers!

"Crack~!"

Crisp and loud.

The well-informed Black and White Demon immediately realized that this was not suicide, but the other party's unique way of escape.

"Hey~"

Grindelwald smirked and waved his wand, instantly releasing a circle of fierce fire that surrounded Mark who was scattered in the sky and earth.

"Zizizizizizi~"

The powerful fire that can destroy both Horcruxes and Laofu can naturally burn the demon's flesh and blood into ashes, but everyone present turned pale...

They will definitely not eat any baked food in a short time.

At this point, the Sandford Demon incident has come to a temporary conclusion.

Rhine and others knew very well that Mark must not have died completely. His attempt to self-destruct was to gain even a glimmer of hope of survival.

Gu Zhun</span>Judging from the reactions of the exploration team members, his influence has not disappeared.

This... Lao Ge's face is a bit lost.

In the next few hours, he crawled around the town, trying to find the remaining parts of Mark, and directly caused the opponent to explode.

Unfortunately, nothing was found.

On the other side, the Ministry of Magic, which had witnessed this extraordinary battle, had already behaved like a child.

"Professor Dumbledore~drink tea~"

"Professor Dumbledore, please sit down~"

"Professor Dumbledore..."

"Connelly, are you running out of things to do?"

Dumbledore found that compared to the ambitious and short-tempered Fudge, the shamelessly flattering Fudge in front of him made him even more angry.

Why were you so obsessed with supporting such a thing in the first place?

"Doing it, doing it!"

Fudge didn't even have the slightest idea of ​​being tough, and answered Dumbledore with his back hunched over.

"Dolores is discussing the aftermath with the townspeople!"

"..."

Not to mention Dumbledore, everyone who knew something about the Ministry of Magic all rolled their eyes.

Umbridge?

If that guy could produce good results for the townspeople, he would be like a ghost!

It was nothing more than using the remaining power of today's magic war to launch a thorough PUA against the Muggles - coercion, inducement and intimidation, and in the end all the remedies were forgotten.

But this is considered the normal procedure for dealing with unexpected magical incidents, and Dumbledore can't say that the Ministry of Magic's handling is wrong.

How to say?

Is it asking for a subsidy for the wizarding community to bleed, or is it asking the Ministry of Magic to allow a town to preserve the memory of wizards?

Isn't that killing it?

"I don't think this is right!"

In the corner of the hotel, Hermione, who was helping Rhine heal the wounded, questioned again.

This time, even the little girls including Wednesday nodded.

They are still teenagers with the simplest consciousness, but they are able to see the essence of things through the disguise of adults' pros and cons thinking.

"After suffering such great damage, doesn't the Ministry of Magic want to take care of it?"

"If we restore the towns, will the world be at peace?"

"Where are the dead?"

"If you don't give an explanation, there will be no compensation?"

There are bound to be injuries in battles. The world in front of us is not a children's literature, but a bloody battlefield where even the intestines are pulled out.

But even Scrimgeour, who had just received treatment and was leaning against the corner with his eyes closed to rest, felt that Rhine could only comfort the little girls and there was nothing he could do.

The butt of wizards is naturally in the magical society. This is the Ministry of Magic's seemingly protective but actually tyrannical reliance on Muggles. Even if Rhine speaks out, he will not get any good results.

On the contrary, it will arouse greater fear from the Ministry of Magic, or even attack.

"Don't worry."

Rhine's answer made Scrimgeour stunned.

"you……"

He immediately tried to remind Rhine not to interfere in the current harmonious state for the sake of fruitless arguments.

But Rhine didn't do this, he just said to Hermione and other little cotton-padded jackets with a smirk.

"Those seeking justice are already on their way."

"Bangdang-!"

The hotel door was pushed open hastily by an Auror.

"Minister...minister, a new Muggle is here, and he wants to talk to you directly!"

Fudge frowned.

"Just drive them away. Do you still need to ask?"

"No... not..."

The Auror was sweating, but he continued.

"The other party has permission from the Wizengamot..."

"We can't drive away!"

"..."

While Fudge and others were dumbfounded, Dumbledore and Grindelwald turned to look at Rhine helplessly.

Rhine, on the other hand, winked at the little cotton-padded jackets under Scrimgeour's surprised gaze.

"Isn't this coming?"