Chapter 1249 Massacre
After the mysterious man retreated unwillingly with his minions, the entire Azkaban prison erupted into deafening cheers.
Few people here are really willing to fight the mysterious man. Even if they have made sufficient preparations in Azkaban Prison, they may still suffer heavy losses without Dumbledore to restrain the mysterious man.
No one wants to take their own lives as a joke.
Except for Scrimgeour, the Minister of Magic did not show any joy at Voldemort's retreat.
“Minister, do you have any questions?”
The director of the Auror Office, Gadwin Robards, noticed the boss's gloomy expression, quickly suppressed the smile on his face, and asked in a low voice.
"Sooner or later we have to face the mysterious man." Scrimgeour looked at the delighted crowd and sighed heavily, "Maybe today is not the best time, but when is the best time? I have I have a premonition that a good opportunity like tonight may never come across again."
As he spoke, he glanced at Gadwin and said, "It is already difficult for us to stop the mysterious man from robbing the prison. Even if he retreats tonight, he may still come back tomorrow."
“This…can’t be true!”
Gadwin opened his mouth slightly and said uncertainly.
"Is our target a mysterious person?" Scrimgeour frowned and reminded, "The most vicious Dark Lord in history is not a small character in the black market who cannot be promoted. Don't hold on to those unrealistic fantasies."
Gadwin froze, and Scrimgeour forcefully revealed this cruel fact. He suddenly felt how harsh the laughter around him was, like a group of idiots celebrating a victory they thought they had achieved, and he was just one of these idiots.
"Gadwin, when you have time, cooperate with Pierce to screen the prisoners in Azkaban. If the circumstances are minor, release them with a fine of Galleons, lest Azkaban is really attacked by a mysterious man one day. The prison has been robbed, and the people imprisoned here will be forced to become the minions of the mysterious man whether they like it or not."
Gadwin Robards opened his mouth. He actually wanted to tell Scrimgeour that your worries were misplaced, but when he thought that the Minister of Magic had actually received private help from the master of prophecy, Albert Anderson, he decided Realizing that the mysterious man went to Azkaban to rob the prison in the end, I am afraid it is inevitable.
Gadwin has never had any doubts about Albert's prophecy. As long as he has a clear mind, he can realize that the Ministry of Magic has been able to accurately attack dark wizards many times, all because of the help provided by the other party.
I'm afraid it will be the same tonight, otherwise Scrimgeour would not make such a decision.
"The mysterious man claimed that he was preparing to rob the prison. It was a trap from the beginning. He just wanted to use this to delay us. Their target is actually Hogwarts. You can send someone over there later to see what's going on. There should be some good answers. Harvest." Scrimgeour was one of the few people who knew the "truth" tonight, and the only thing that disappointed him was that the Ministry of Magic failed to use this opportunity to severely damage the minions of the mysterious man.
"Hogwarts?" Gadwin asked in confusion: "What does the mysterious man plan to do to Hogwarts?"
“His goal should be to assassinate Dumbledore.”
Anyway, the matter was over, and Scrimgeour had no intention of hiding it anymore, so he told his right-hand man the whole thing.
“Are they crazy?” Gadwin really couldn't understand what the Death Eaters were thinking.
"I actually think so too, but the mysterious man does intend to do that. Many Death Eaters have gone to Hogwarts. I think you will be able to meet them later."
“Wait, is this a trap from beginning to end?” Gadwin suddenly realized something. No wonder Scrimgeour’s face looked ugly.
"Well, it's a trap. If we succeed, the mysterious man will suffer heavy losses, and our lives will be much easier in the next few years. It's a pity that the mysterious man did not attack Azkaban, and we missed it This opportunity." Scrimgeour seemed to notice something, and reached out from the pocket of his robe to take out a silver metal card. A message was floating on the card. It was obvious that someone was delivering a message to Scrimgeour.
Gadwin suddenly noticed that their minister's face turned darker, as if a relative had just died, and there was an aura of "I want to kill someone" all over his body.
“Minister, are you okay?” he called softly.
“I’m fine, but Dumbledore is not. He’s dead.”
Scrimgeour gritted his teeth when talking about this, and several senior officials from the Ministry of Magic around him were even more shocked by the news and their eyes widened.
Finally, a trembling voice couldn't help but ask: "Dumbledore is dead?"
"This is impossible, how could Dumbledore die!" Kingsley's whole body was trembling slightly, and he suspected that the minister was joking.
“How did Dumbledore die!”
Mad-Eye Moody's voice was cold, and his hand on crutches was trembling slightly.
“Snape betrayed and attacked Dumbledore.”
Scrimgeour had a dark face, turned his head and said to Percy beside him: "Go back and notify the Ministry of Magic so that they prepare to issue a bounty on Snape and prepare to hold a press conference."
"Isn't Snape one of ours?" Tonks murmured: "Dumbledore swore he was one of ours."
"Gadwin, you and the Aurors stay in Azkaban to prevent the mysterious man from suddenly coming back to rob the prison. You don't have to worry too much. There are not many people around the mysterious man. It is said that many Death Eaters participated in the assassination of Dumbledore. Lost at Hogwarts."
After Scrimgeour finished speaking, he turned to look at Pierce, the Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement beside him, "I hope you will cooperate with Gadvin to sort out the prisoners in Azkaban as soon as possible, and let those with relatively minor crimes pay a fee of He was released on bail after paying a fine. If Dumbledore is unfortunately killed, the mysterious man will come to rob the prison one day."
"Kingsley, Deluxe, take your Auror team and follow me to Hogwarts." Scrimgeour continued to make arrangements, "It is said that the Death Eaters were released when they attacked Hogwarts. There are a lot of inferi, and Hogwarts needs someone to help deal with the aftermath."
During this time, Scrimgeour has become thoroughly familiar with his role as minister and is making arrangements in an orderly manner. Then, he took the Auror team and members of the Order of the Phoenix and set off for Hogwarts.
When everyone Apparated at the gate of Hogwarts, they found the surprise gift bag that Albert left for them: a dozen guys who looked like they were not good people staggered on the ground.
“It seems that many people will be buried with Dumbledore tonight.” Scrimgeour turned to Kingsley and asked, “Did you bring the Veritaserum?”
“Take it.” Kingsley nodded.
"Very good, we will use it for them later. Once it is confirmed that it is a dark wizard and has committed an unforgivable crime, it will be executed directly on the spot. There is no need to trouble the Wizengamot Court." Scrimgeour said murderously: " Anyway, the mysterious person will rob the prison sooner or later. Rather than giving them the opportunity to continue to harm other people, it is better to make them harmless forever and avoid more victims because of them in the future."
It’s no wonder that Scrimgeour would be so angry. Albert once told him that once Dumbledore died, the mysterious man’s next assassination target would be him, and he himself would basically not be able to escape unless he was willing to pretend to be dead. Giving up the position of Minister of Magic, but how could Scrimgeour be willing to accept such a result!
"yes!"
Kingsley was shocked, but did not object to Scrimgeour's temporary decision.
In the past year, the Ministry of Magic has dealt with too many dark wizards, and now only a few dozen more have died.
“Delix, take your team to help deal with the Inferi on campus. The others follow me into the castle to deal with the captured Death Eaters.” Scrimgeour gestured for the others to follow.
They easily dealt with the Inferi blocking their way along the way and went straight to Hogwarts Castle.
Scrimgeour did not prioritize asking Professor McGonagall what happened tonight, but first went to identify the subdued Death Eaters. There were more than a dozen in total, many of them Death Eaters.
“Are you really going to…”
Mad-Eye Moody looked at the minister, as if he was hesitant to speak.
"When did you become indecisive?" Scrimgeour mocked, "Did you get it from Dumbledore? Avada Kedavra!"
A green light suddenly lit up in the room, making people's eyes hurt.
“Avada Kedavra, Avada Kedavra…”
Scrimgeour went crazy and fired Avada Kedavra at all the subdued Death Eaters...
Everyone around him couldn't help but tremble, looking at Scrimgeour who was killing Death Eaters and dark wizards with awe.
"I never thought in my life that I would use the Killing Curse so frequently." Scrimgeour didn't care about the eyes of the people around him, and looked at the corpses everywhere and laughed at himself, "What do you think those reporters will say about me? A murderous minister?"
"Minister, are you okay?" Tonks looked at Scrimgeour uneasily.
"I'm fine, very fine. It's a pity that the mysterious man didn't send more Death Eaters, otherwise he could have killed them all, and the entire Ministry of Magic could have been peaceful for a long time. However, he died tonight If there are more Death Eaters, I guess they can make the mysterious person crazy!" Scrimgeour turned to look at the frightened dark wizard and asked directly: "How was the interrogation?"
Kingsley shook his head and said: "They are all dark wizards, and many of them have Muggle traits..."
"Then deal with them all." Scrimgeour raised his wand and pointed it at the dark wizard, and coldly used the killing curse: "Avada Kedavra!"
I don’t know if the killing was too smooth, but the green light hit the dark wizard and made him fall down.
"There is no need to continue interrogating the rest. Dispose of them all and save some Veritaserum." Scrimgeour raised his wand again, preparing to kill all the remaining dark wizards. The wand was suddenly held by Kingsley.
“Minister, calm down.”
"Calm down, how can you tell me to calm down." Scrimgeour glared at Kingsley, "With your smart mind, you should know very well that Voldemort's next goal is to kill me, and then control magic by controlling the next Minister of Magic. Ministry. Every current Death Eater and every dark wizard will become a scourge under Voldemort's control in the future. Killing them in advance now is the most correct approach, and maybe many innocent people will be saved. "
"Kindness to the enemy is the greatest cruelty to oneself. Look at Dumbledore. If he was not so naive, how could he lose his life inexplicably. I don't believe that Albert Anderson didn't remind him of Sneil. There’s something wrong with Pu.”
Albert did not convince Scrimgeour based on prophecies. He formulated a complete plan and worked with Scrimgeour to gradually weaken the power around Voldemort. Eventually, they would use the power of the entire British wizarding community to completely strangle Voldemort.
Albert's plan has always been smooth, but tonight Dumbledore lost his life inexplicably, which caused the originally good situation to collapse and Scrimgeour to completely break through.
He was supposed to defeat the mysterious man and become the greatest Minister of Magic in British history, but he was about to be assassinated by Voldemort and die in the line of duty. How could Scrimgeour not feel angry?
(End of this chapter)