Chapter 1272 The old trick repeats itself
In the pitch-black night, several strange black shadows flew across the sky and suddenly landed in a remote wizard town. Before the black smoke around them dispersed, they raised their wands without hesitation, blasted open the wooden door of the target house, and broke in violently. The huge explosion instantly woke up the dead town.
“What are you going to do?”
The roar of a man sounded in the middle of the night.
A green light symbolizing death lit up from the window of the room, followed by a shrill scream.
"Determine the target."
The leader of the Death Eaters put the screaming woman down and looked at the person beside him.
"Yes, it's him." The man nodded, "This guy showed off to others in the bar."
“Very good, take the person away.”
Two Death Eaters nearby immediately stepped forward, grabbed the woman's arms, pulled her up from the ground and walked directly out, so as to leave before other wizards could react.
The last Death Eater preparing to Apparate raised his wand and fired the Dark Mark over the house. He glanced at the wizards who had gathered in a hurry, with a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth, and he apparated and disappeared.
Looking at the skull image suspended above the house, everyone was stunned.
On that day, the news that the Dark Mark appeared in France quickly spread through newspapers in the French magical community. At noon the next day, Scrimgeour, who had just received the intelligence, looked at the photo of the Dark Mark on the headline of the Daily Sun King and fell into a brief silence.
Of course he guessed what was going on.
However, that guy is actually hiding in France?
“Minister, they’re here,” Percy reminded softly.
“Let them come over.”
Scrimgeour looked up at Percy and said, "I would understand if you wanted to take a day off to attend the wedding."
“Forget it.” Percy shook his head and walked outside. After a while, he brought the two of them over.
Scrimgeour handed the newspaper to his Auror office manager, "Look at this newspaper. Those guys have caused big troubles recently, but it's a pity that they chose the wrong target."
“With such a big commotion, will France…”
Robards looked at the minister expectantly. If the French Ministry of Magic could also participate in the fight against the mysterious man, their pressure would be greatly reduced.
"You'd better not count on those cowards, they won't get involved. Unless the mysterious man tries to invade and control the French Ministry of Magic and mess up the French magical world, no one wants to get involved in this war."
Scrimgeour knew those people too well, for he would have done the same thing. Not just a few people will die, but if the French Ministry of Magic is really involved in this wizarding war, more people will die.
As for the reaction of the masses, it was the least important from the beginning.
Unless the French Minister of Magic becomes as angry as Fudge, there will be no embarrassing situation where the Minister is kicked out.
Kingsley, who had been silent since just now, took the newspaper, turned over a burned house on another page, and suddenly asked, "Are those Death Eaters looking for Anderson?"
"Obviously. However, the guy was prepared." Scrimgeour never thought that the Death Eaters could find Albert.
"Then what are we going to do next?" Robards asked with a frown. He actually doesn't care about these nonsense, he only cares about the current situation of the Ministry of Magic. His old friend Scrimgeour only told him that there was going to be a big operation and the Aurors were required to be ready for battle at any time.
"According to the predetermined plan, this operation should be in the next few days. You should make preparations first." Scrimgeour stopped his Auror office director before he was about to leave: "You can first Spread rumors that the French Ministry of Magic has been angered by the mysterious man and is discussing with us sending Aurors to deal with the mysterious man."
As he spoke, Scrimgeour pointed to the newspaper on the table and motioned to his Auror Chief of Staff to take it away.
"We must first stabilize people's hearts and send wrong information to those Death Eater spies."
After Gadwin left, Scrimgeour said to Kingsley, "I agreed to your previous proposal. When is Bill Weasley's wedding?"
“Two days later.”
Kingsley was surprised. He didn't expect Scrimgeour to agree so easily.
“Will Anderson go to the wedding?”
“It should be,” said Kingsley.
"Remember to ask Arthur to send me some invitations. You know, it is impossible for the Ministry of Magic to blatantly mobilize Aurors to protect a wedding, but I never mind finding some benefits for the Aurors. In the past year, their work has been It’s all onerous.”
“Are you going to do it again?”
Kingsley's eyes widened, and he immediately guessed Scrimgeour's intention. Just like when they used Albert's wedding to set up a trap and directly killed a large number of Death Eaters, the Ministry of Magic now plans to use Bill and Fleur. The wedding served as a lure for Death Eaters to take the bait.
Whether the Death Eaters were fooled or not, the Ministry of Magic would not lose.
No, Kingsley believed that the Death Eaters would never miss this good opportunity.
After all, Harry is likely to attend the wedding, the Weasley brothers, and even Albert may be there, and the Death Eaters have no reason to miss this good opportunity to catch them.
But if this thing really happens!
Kingsley simply couldn't imagine that Bill's festive wedding would directly turn into a battlefield.
“Stuff happens, doesn’t it?”
Scrimgeour looked Kingsley up and down, shook his head in disappointment and said, "Anderson said that after You-Know-Who is completely finished, there is a high probability that you will become the next Minister of Magic, but in my opinion, you want to sit in this position." , it’s still far from enough.”
Kingsley opened his mouth. He never thought that Scrimgeour would say this directly.
“I don’t deny that you are excellent, but if you want to be the Minister of Magic, you still lack something.” Scrimgeour only understood this after he became the Minister for nearly a year.
"If I die, remember to move closer to Anderson. The Order of the Phoenix is completely unreliable after losing Dumbledore. When facing a dangerous guy like You-Know-Who, without the help of an extraordinary wizard, I will end up like this. .”
"When the Ministry of Magic collapses, you will take over the last remaining power. I guess I can't count on Anderson. Remember to kill more Death Eaters to avenge me. I let them go easily last time. They have laid the foundation for this time's trouble, especially without Dumbledore's help, those guys will not be peaceful." Scrimgeour looked at Kingsley's stunned expression and suddenly showed a strange smile.
“Are you surprised?”
“A little bit.”
Kingsley was not only surprised, but his heart was not at all peaceful right now.
"Anderson's predictions have always been accurate. It's a pity that he hasn't grown up enough to take Dumbledore's place, otherwise I would definitely...forget it." Scrimgeour laughed at himself, "There are probably a lot of Death Eaters in the Ministry of Magic right now. Even Gadwin may not be reliable, and you are now my last choice."
“Why?” Kingsley asked doubtfully.
"Because I believe that as an Order of the Phoenix, you will not betray so easily, and I believe in that guy's vision."
Scrimgeour's words were not actually a lie, but they were more intended to create a bigger picture for Kingsley and win him over completely.
Today's Ministry of Magic is being gradually infiltrated, and there are not many people Scrimgeour can really rely on. Therefore, he planned to win over the Order of the Phoenix through Kingsley to see if he could take this opportunity to completely inflict heavy damage on the Death Eaters and buy himself enough time.
If Scrimgeour ultimately fails and dies at the hands of a mysterious man, I believe that Kingsley, who has integrated the remaining resistance forces of the Ministry of Magic, will definitely continue to cause trouble for the Death Eaters.
Even if he dies, they won't be able to live well.
What's more, Scrimgeour believed that Albert had a way to avenge himself.
I’ve had toothache for two days and my whole body feels bad.
(End of this chapter)