The Ministry of Magic was invaded?

In such a narrow social sphere of the British wizarding world, no news can remain absolutely blocked.

The next morning, Mr. Fauge, now the Minister of Magic of the United Kingdom, notified a series of newspapers, including the Daily Prophet, to issue a statement on the matter.

"This is just a small-scale invasion created by a single crazy wizard, and it did not cause casualties. Everything is still within control. I hope that the people of the British wizarding community will remain calm and be at ease, and do not spread rumors."

With such a general and broad answer on the other side, reporters from various newspapers and magazines would naturally not give up. They asked Minister Fuji like a cannon, most of them questioning whether the mysterious man who broke into the Ministry of Magic was the Dark King who once suppressed the entire European wizarding world.

At the beginning, Minister Fudge fully utilized his British Empire bureaucratic style. He looked at his left and right and said something like "My British Ministry of Magic has its own national conditions."

Later, he became annoyed by the question. Minister Fuji directly scolded many reporters and told them bluntly that the mysterious man had no connection with the Dark King. The Dark King had long died. After that, he left angrily.

In fact, anyone with discerning eyes can see that the mysterious man's style of behavior is different from that of the Dark King. He just used some harmless prank spells to knock down all the Aurors, and did not torture or even kill all the enemies with the unforgivable spell.

The reason for panic is that the shadow of the Dark King is too deep, causing the slag to rise, and the argument of the Dark King returning is noisy.

"When London is about to be in chaos, the mysterious side war is about to break out, and the mountain rain awakens the savior who has been sleeping for more than ten years, Harry Potter~"

Li Ang sat on a rocking chair at shop No. 93 Diagon Alley, playing with some good things he had just found from the Department of the Mysterious Affairs of the Ministry of Magic.

For example, the prophecy ball symbolizing the highest peak of witchcraft.

Li Ang's finger pressed on the prophecy ball, and a vague murmur could be heard from the crystal ball.

The murmur comes from a wizard prophet, who tells the story of a tangle between the Dark Lord and the Savior, and the person who defeated the Dark Lord would be born in Balabar at the end of July.

"Haha, feudal superstition kills people."

Li Ang examined the prophecy ball, and he could clearly sense the etheric fluctuations contained in this crystal ball, and the entanglement of chaotic cause and effect.

As time goes by, the god's sense of oppression becomes stronger, and the entangled cause and effect in the crystal ball becomes more and more complex and profound.

"No matter what the plan of that foreign god is, at present, it must be related to this prophecy of the savior and the black devil..."

Li Ang murmured to himself, reading the information he found about the Black Devil in recent days.

The so-called Black Devil, whose original name was Tom Marvoro Riddle, was born in an orphanage and later studied at Hogwarts Magic Academy.

At first, Tom showed a good attitude that was a good child with both good character and academic performance. However, as time passed, he believed in the concept of pure blood supremacy and advocated that wizards should rule Muggles. In order to make himself more intimidated, he even abandoned Tom's name, a bad street, and gave himself a nickname: Voldemort.

When the time was right, the Dark King summoned some wizards who agreed with his pure blood supremacy and formed an organization called "Death Eaters" to suppress the Ministry of Magic and persecute other wizards and Muggles.

Voldemort's fear rule was quite successful, but unfortunately, people made mistakes and horses made mistakes. The Dark King heard the prophecy of a prophet and believed that he would die at the hands of a "designated" savior.

In order to save his career, Voldemort attacked the savior's family and tried to kill the savior who was still a baby in the cradle, but accidentally capsized the gutter and was retaliated by his own curse and flew away.

The Ministry of Magic claimed that Voldemort was dead, but the shadow of the most powerful black wizard in the past century still oppressed everyone. Many Death Eaters were still planning something in secret, hoping that their king would return again.

"All the wizards in the whole UK will not exceed 10,000 in total, and they are less than a township level."

Li Ang shook his head and sighed, saying regretfully: "A villain who dares to claim to be a devil, his lifelong dream is to become the village chief of the British Wizard Village, and to believe in the pure blood system. Why do you want to return to the system of wise men and gentry and achieve the integration of officials and gentry?"

The pattern determines the vision. The superpowered American criminals on the other side of the ocean are all villains with lofty ideals and ambitions, and they often destroy a city and a country.

Voldemort just used the empty "pure blood" theory to attract a group of pure blood wizards who were unwilling to be deprived of their rights, and was blowing up several bridges and carrying out small-scale massacres and persecution.

If he could propose a complete political structure to ban the Ministry of Magic, then Li Ang might even look up to him.

However, the fact is cruel. The erosion attribute of divine blood is fully demonstrated in this powerful black wizard. He still cannot understand the world of Muggles. He clumsyly believes that Muggles are still as stupid as they have been for thousands of years. He believes that wizards can rely on violence and fear to rule and enslave them.

There is no action program that can convince the entire wizarding world, no concrete and detailed strategic goals, and it cannot form a united front, fear for fear, and massacre for the sake of massacre,

Such a villain, let alone a Hans Cat Head of State who did not want to be named, even Che Guevara, who had asthma, was better than him.

"If the black demon is just like this, that would be too disappointing..."

Li Ang thought for a while and put down the crystal ball of prophecy in his hand, "Well, go and find the savior who is entangled by deep cause and effect. No matter what the foreign god wants, the savior is one of the most important pieces."

———

At the end of last year's Triumph, after witnessing Voldemort's resurrection, Harry Potter spent the longest, lonely summer vacation of his life.

Because both parents died, the savior who saved the wizard world as a child was forced to live in a relative's house since childhood. Aunt Penny and Uncle Vernon still hated him, and Dudley's cousin beat him as a sandbag as usual.

Harry Potter has never suffered so much as not being able to communicate with his wizard friends and being trapped in an isolated island called the "Muggle" world.

That day, his aunt and his family went out for a trip early in the morning and locked him up at home as usual. Late at night, just as Harry was wondering why his aunt and his family had not returned, what he thought was ordinary daily life was suddenly interrupted.

The luxurious fireplace in the mansion suddenly ignited green flames, and a group of adult wizards walked out through the Floornet fireplace, leading by his godfather, Sirius Black.

Sirius claimed that it was Dumbledore who sent him to take Harry away from the place. Although his expression was a little strange on his face, Harry, who had no reason to trust Sirius, did not doubt it and followed the other party into the Flynet fireplace.

The familiar and disgusting Floornet teleportation effect once again acted on his whole body, but when Harry Potter opened his eyes again, neither Sirius nor other wizards were around him.

At this moment, the place where he was standing was probably a scientific research laboratory, empty, pale, bright, and precision instruments were placed everywhere, revealing a cold smell of inorganic matter.

Harry carefully pulled out his wand and looked around, a possibility jumped into his heart - he was kidnapped.

"Good evening, Mr. Porter."

The voice came from a distance, and Harry subconsciously pointed his wand at the location where the voice was.

It was an ordinary Chinese young man. He was wearing a chic white coat and holding a short-handled cane in his hand. "I'll introduce myself, my name is Li Ang."

"Where is this?" Harry Potter did not put down his guard, but still stared at the other party, pressing the Holly Wooden Wand tightly with his fingertips.

“This is my laboratory, located at 93 Diagon Alley.”

Li Anghun revealed the information to Harry indifferently. While examining the extremely rich causal entanglement of the other party, he said casually: "I slightly adjusted No. 4 Ligustworthy Road, which is the Floor Net Fireplace where your home is, so that you can get here smoothly."

Harry Potter pursed his lips and said softly, "...what do you want?"

"I want to tell you a message, an unfortunate news, a message that Dumbledore tried to hide from you."

Li Ang spread his hands and said casually: "Your aunt's family was attacked by Middle Eastern refugees in London."
Chapter completed!