good man story

Things started to improve little by little.The day that moved Sylvia so much that she wanted to cry was in the summer of a certain year.Nothing major happened, but the news came from the dark chess buried in the Ministry of Magic by Sylvia. Voldemort is gradually losing control of the Ministry of Magic. At least at this moment, Victoria Rozier has nothing to do in the Ministry of Magic. Can't do it.What made Sylvia really start crying was what happened not long after.

Cornelius Fudge, with all the laws he has violated since he took office and all the evidence of Voldemort, was personally interviewed by Rita Skeeter on the Daily Prophet.Only 24 hours later came the big news that the former minister, Cornelius Fudge, committed suicide at home.

When Sylvia found out, she touched the water of heaven in her pocket. This potion, which I asked Irene to make later, was still useless after all.

Before Voldemort recovered from the news, the new Minister of Magic had already taken office. Along with his appointment, there were ten elite squads headed by Frank Longbottom dispatched by the Auror Headquarters. two people.The Death Eaters who had not had time to evacuate the Ministry of Magic were all captured by the combat troops led by Arthur Weasley an hour later.

The new Minister for Magic is a young man whose name is not widely known.

Rufus Scrimgeour.

When Sylvia met him for the first time, he was still a small employee in the Office of the Magical Transportation Department's Door Key. The people who were assigned there were not considered good, and they could only be described as unlucky. At least Rufus Scrimgeour is.At that time, Sylvia had just become an Auror.There wasn't much overlap, as far as Sylvia could remember, she met the unpopular Rufus Scrimgeour when she went to work in the Department of Magical Transportation.

Scrimgeour was at Auror Headquarters for the first time.The Ministry of Magic coup is over, and there is time to talk about things.The modern Auror Headquarters is nothing like the old, conservative Ministry of Magic.The environment in at least two places is very different.Whether it is a bright and tidy hall or an orderly office, it is much better than the Ministry of Magic.At least there is no crowded and noisy situation here at all. This kind of working environment is indeed something Scrimgeour never thought of.

"Here we are, Mr. Minister, the director has been waiting for a long time." Eugenina pushed her glasses and said, leading Scrimgeour to the reception room.Scrimgeour nodded, adjusting his robes before pushing the door open.

Sylvia Potter, Head of the Auror Directorate, if this is all in your plan, then what you want to do next is not what I guess?

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"Minister is here!"

The moment the door was pushed, Sylvia's voice sounded, a little impatient.Rufus Scrimgeour was no stranger to Sylvia Potter.Whether it was during his student days or after that, when he was frustrated, this woman had already become the commander-in-chief, and when he was expected to be promoted, this woman had already established herself.But now, when Scrimgeour faced Sylvia, he was on an equal footing.

Even if he did benefit a lot from the Auror Headquarters.

"Don't dare to be, I have long admired your name, Director Potter."

The moment they held each other, Eugenina closed the door.

Sylvia wanted to be polite, but Scrimgeour didn't want to be polite. He cut straight to the point, abandoned all political confrontations, and spoke in the most serious and certain words.

"You were able to get the news of the secret coup before I did it, and sent the Auror troops to appear in time, and then arrested all the Death Eaters who controlled the Ministry of Magic. Then, Director Potter, can I understand that you keep Is Voldemort waiting for me to strike?"

He was talking about me.Sylvia raised her eyebrows, looked at him with a half-smile, and said mercilessly.

"I'm not waiting for you, I'm waiting for the Minister of Magic."

There was no sound in the silent reception room.Scrimgeour narrowed his eyes slightly and said nothing, not even looking at the tea that was brought up.Sylvia didn't speak, but quietly filled her teacup, and the turquoise liquid rose to steam.Sylvia took a sip, not impatient at all.

When the tea in the cup bottomed out, Scrimgeour's face was already pale.

Sylvia saw it and said with a smile, "At least I didn't make me wait in vain, at least someone showed up."

Scrimgeour looked at her smile, and then he understood that he could never be an opponent of Sylvia Potter in this life, no, maybe he would not be her opponent in a few lifetimes.

"Thank you so much, Director Potter." The man bowed slightly, showing his respect.

Sylvia Potter allowed Voldemort to occupy the Ministry of Magic and let Voldemort run wild.It seems that Voldemort's power is getting bigger and bigger, but in fact Voldemort's power has never increased or decreased by one point. She carefully controlled the speed and put pressure on Fudge at subtle moments. She made this scene It has been controlled for many years in order to wait for the Ministry of Magic to rise from within.She worked so hard to maintain this balance, not to kill Voldemort completely.

"Hehe, you're being polite. I just did what I should do." Sylvia said lightly, "Actually, I should be the one to thank you. After all these years, I finally did not wait in vain."

"Knock button." The knock on the door made Sylvia and Scrimgeour look over, and then it was two people that Scrimgeour didn't expect to push open the door.

Miller Dan and Li Xin.Deputy Director of the Wizengamot.

"Sorry for the lateness, but it's not too late," Miller said.

Li Xin said, "The wait is finally here."

Two pairs of eyes were on Scrimgeour, belonging to Miller and Li Xin.There wasn't much mockery in that gaze, but Scrimgeour felt a chill down his spine. He suddenly remembered the rejection from these two people not long ago.

Scrimgeour realized with horror that it turned out that not only the Auror Headquarters, but even the Wizengamot was planned by Sylvia Potter.How deep is her city mansion? !

The door of the living room was not opened for three hours.Eugenina just sat on the chair outside and waited quietly, without the slightest bit of impatience.Even though the time has indeed been long enough, the employees of the Auror Headquarters have been off work for a long time, and the employees have left one after another, and they have not come out of it yet.Arthur came, he asked about the situation and left, he was in a good mood, he told Eugenina that this day was a good day to celebrate, he was going to drink with Kingsley and get very drunk to go home.Eugenina told him to drink more, and to drink her share as well.

In the middle of the night, Marlene also came. He sat beside Eugenina and asked her what the possibility was.Eugenina smiled and said nothing, which gave Marlene a headache. He said irritably that it would be best. He was really fed up with the feeling of restraint.The one who happened to hear this was Moody, the magic eye who came for a walk. He said that he had had enough of this feeling.The three sat side by side, waiting silently and oppressively.

"Squeak."

It was Li Xin who opened the door. He saw the people waiting outside. Before he could say anything, Miller came from behind, put his arm on his shoulder and said, "It's too late, let's go out for dinner. As he said, he looked at Scrimgeour and Sylvia behind him, "Let's go together, it's a good day to celebrate, there is an Italian restaurant that is really delicious, I treat it."

"No, there's some work to do at the Ministry, thanks, Miller."

"Okay, what about the president?"

"I won't go, I leave Liusi to you."

"Do not worry."

Miller agreed without hesitation, and Sylvia was very relieved.She came out too, looked at Scrimgeour, and opened her mouth to order but not to Scrimgeour.

"The captain of the third elite brigade, Marlene Selwyn."

"Here!" With a strong voice, Scrimgeour didn't see a dark wizard, he seemed to see a well-trained Auror.

"Join the advance guard as acting captain from now on, and closely protect the Minister of Magic. If Mr. Minister is injured in the slightest, you don't have to come back to see me."

"Yes!"

"Alastor Moody, vice-captain of the Auror Corps."

"To!"

"Lead a team of Aurors to protect the chief and deputy director of the Wizengamot from now on. If you dare to make the slightest mistake, I hope to hear the news of your death in battle."

"Yes!"

They left, but Sylvia was still standing there.Eugenina looked at her and smiled, even though Sylvia wasn't looking at her.

"Congratulations, it's finally here."

"kindness."

"The next thing is very—"

"Eugenina."

"kindness?"

"Leave me alone for a while."

Sylvia didn't go to the office to deal with those documents, nor did she do the work she was supposed to do.She walked out of the Auror Headquarters step by step, in the middle of the night.There are not many people on the streets of London, there are few vehicles passing by, and there are not many pedestrians. For a moment, she felt that she was the only one in the world.

With no goal or idea, Sylvia didn't know how long she had been walking, but she felt that her legs were tired, and then she squatted on the ground.The city was brightly lit, there were cars coming and going from time to time, and there were laughing voices of pedestrians in twos and threes, but Sylvia couldn't hear anything.She squatted at first, but after too long, her legs became numb, and then with such a coincidence, Sylvia knelt down on the ground.

Separation of powers.

Sylvia's goal has finally been achieved, three parts of the world, legislation, judiciary, and administration.The flowers she had been waiting for this day were almost withering.It has been six years since she became independent from the Auror Headquarters.After all, she waited until the rise of the Ministry of Magic, and people in this world finally began to wake up.She wanted to laugh out loud three times and then shout out loud, what can the magic world do to me? ! !She opened her mouth to realize what she wanted, but the moment she opened her mouth, she cried.

The night wind blows head-on, and it feels cold and painful on the face.Sylvia didn't want to do this, she wanted to laugh, to laugh presumptuously and exaggeratedly, and then put on an arrogant expression to tell everyone that she could trample the world under her feet.

But she can't.

She knelt down on the ground deeply, crying loudly regardless of everything around her.

Someone touched her shoulder, and Sylvia looked up at the Muggle girl with a youthful smile on her face, tears streaming down her face.

"why are you crying?"

Sylvia said.

"I'm happy."

"Happiness is about laughing."

Sylvia didn't say anything, there was a kind of happiness that couldn't be laughed out loud.

The night got deeper, but Sylvia couldn't shed the tears from her eyes.

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The author has something to say:

Someone: Congratulations.

Sylvia: Thanks, when will my daughter-in-law be back?

A certain one: ...isn't your daughter-in-law.

Sylvia: She said she would marry me when she came back. Can she write me a letter and let me know how long I have to wait?

A certain one: What can I do if she doesn't send you a letter?

Sylvia: ... also.

A certain one: You just concentrate on defeating Voldemort, and she might come back when he dies.

Sylvia: Well, yes, please have a meal, I am happy today.

A certain one: Uh, no, thank you, I'm full.

Sylvia: Then have a drink with me.

A certain one: ...uh, it's late, I should go to bed...

Sylvia: Forget it, I just met a stray dog, we went to have a big meal, you go to bed.

A certain one: ... (There is a kind of ballistic sadness for Mao...)