The transfer student at Hogwarts just wants to fall in love [continued]

Mo Bai's actions are to suppress Fudge's sphere of power step by step.

But I didn't expect the last straw to come so soon.

"Azkaban was robbed?!"

In the Chamber of Secrets, during the break, Hermione looked at the Daily Prophet in her hand.

Her voice attracted everyone's attention and people gathered around.

Harry frowned at the report.

"All those who were kidnapped were Death Eaters. This must have been done by Voldemort."

The report took up a lot of space, and in the huge photo, a crazy witch was roaring at them.

"Bellatrix Lestrange has also escaped from prison."

Mo Bai and Hermione looked at each other and then looked at Neville who was practicing not far away.

Neville obviously heard it as well. His whole body stiffened and he pressed his fingers harder.

"Voldemort must be preparing to act again," said Harry worriedly.

"Not only that, this report can also explain one thing."

Hermione slapped the newspaper and said, "Fudge's rights have been restricted. He can no longer control what the Daily Prophet says."

You can start the next step.

Mo Bai stood up and said, "I'm going to go out for a while and come back in the evening."

Hermione nodded and said "oh".

"Oh by the way, Harry, how's your Occlumency training going?"

Being called out by Mo Bai, Harry scratched his head embarrassedly.

"I don't know why, but progress is a bit slow."

Mo Bai smiled and patted his shoulder.

"It's okay, just do your best."

For some reason, Harry felt that Mo Bai's smile was a little weird.

Mo Bai was about to leave, "Master...Master."

Turning around, it was Neville.

Ever since he heard from Amy that he was already Mo Bai's apprentice according to Eastern rules, he had been stubbornly calling him that.

Mo Bai did not refuse.

Neville looked at Mo Bai nervously.

"I want a sword."

"Because Lestrange escaped from prison?"

Neville nodded solemnly.

"Okay, I'll get you one."

After saying that, the figure disappeared.

Neville stood there for a while and walked towards the training ground.

He drew out a wooden sword, made sword gestures with his hands, and the wooden sword floated up and shot out at a high speed.

With a loud bang, it shot directly at the puppet.

penetrating.

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Scrimgeour stood outside his own door.

He had just returned from the Ministry of Magic.

Fudge fell from power and was vindicated by Parliament.

This time I went to the Ministry of Magic to tell him that he had been reinstated, and also to give him a subtle hint.

If Fudge steps down, he'll be the next Minister for Magic.

But he was not very happy.

Ever since he was suspended by Fudge for malfeasance, he has returned home and lived a leisurely life.

At the beginning, he was indeed filled with anger towards Fudge and frustration at not being able to achieve his goals.

He was not used to returning to his daily life.

But slowly, he became self-consistent and began to learn to enjoy life.

As for why, it might be because one day, he suddenly came to his senses.

Maybe, I was not wronged.

Now that Fudge was about to step down, he did not feel any pleasure from revenge.

Because he discovered that perhaps they were all just pawns.

Open the door and return to your empty home.

Because he had been fulfilling his duty of fighting against dark wizards for decades, he didn't even have the chance to start a family.

Do you want to find a companion?

He thought so.

The next second, his whole body froze in place.

In front of me, a handsome young man was sitting on the sofa with a faint smile. Only the floor lamp was on next to him, hiding half of his face in the shadows.

"Long time no see, Mr. Scrimgeour."

After a long while, Scrimgeour walked over to Mo Bai and sat down. "It's not polite to barge into someone else's house."

Mo Bai chuckled, "I apologize."

"Is something wrong?"

Scrimgeour took out his pipe and tapped it twice on the coffee table.

"Mr. Scrimgeour must have just returned from the Ministry of Magic?"

Scrimgeour said nothing. He rubbed his fingers together, and flames came out of his fingertips, lighting his pipe.

"Perhaps I should start calling you Minister Scrimgeour from now on?"

The room fell silent again.

Scrimgeour didn't say anything, and Mo Bai was not in a hurry. He took out the tea set he carried with him and started to make tea.

A cup of tea floated in front of Scrimgeour along with the aroma of tea. "Try it. My cooking skills are pretty good."

Scrimgeour took the cup and looked down at the reddish liquid inside.

“You are indeed amazing.”

The boy paused as he picked up the cup, an inexplicable smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

"Mr. Scrimgeour, surely you have something to ask me?"

Scrimgeour took a deep breath, as if sucking all the air away from him.

He looked up and stared at Mo Bai's face.

"There is no such thing as twin brothers. You are Mo, right?"

He stared at Mo Bai, trying to capture the expression on his face, just like that year in the office at Hogwarts.

Mo Bai put down the cup and the smile on his face deepened.

"I was right about you. You are the only qualified Auror in the Ministry of Magic."

Scrimgeour closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair, as if all strength had gone from him.

"What's the use?" He smiled bitterly, "I'm still being played around by a little bastard."

"At that time, I was too arrogant and trusted my own judgment too much."

"But I didn't realize that all this came too easily and too simply."

"After being an Auror for so many years, I thought I had seen all kinds of bizarre things in the world."

"I thought," he opened his eyes and looked at Mo Bai, a cruel look flashing in his eyes.

"There is no clone spell in this world."

"There is no such thing as a clone spell."

Mo Bai shrugged.

"Indeed not," Scrimgeour said, straightening up. "In fact, we have Fudge to thank for that."

"When Fudge suspended me, I was not used to it at first. I could only look through the old files at home, and I happened to find the incident in Egypt."

"In it, there was only a brief mention of the people involved in the case, among whom were several people with supernatural abilities."

"I ignored it before, but at that time I had nothing but time."

"The ability of these supernatural beings is to condense their spiritual power into a physical entity outside their body."

"And you were in Egypt at that time, Mr. Mo Bai."

clap clap.

Mo Bai applauded.

"So now that you've figured it out, why don't you report me?"

Scrimgeour was silent for a long time.

"Maybe, it's because I'm afraid."

During the three-way match that day, he was in awe of the power of Mo Bai and Mo's confrontation.

That was a power he would never be able to achieve in his lifetime.

But when he discovered that all this might have been directed and acted by the other party himself.

An eerie chill ran from the bottom of my heart to my forehead.

He had been through countless dangers in his life, but never once had he felt this way.

Including Voldemort.

He has such power but he can make the entire Auror office go crazy just by using his brain.

He didn't report it because he was afraid of being retaliated against.

He was afraid of releasing a demon with his own hands.

But, this young man was sitting in his home, with no intention of hiding anything.

He opened his mouth and it seemed as if he could see his fangs.

"I want you to do me a favor."

Is the devil finally going to show his fangs?