At midnight, Prime Minister Yingguo was sitting on the sofa chair in the office with his legs crossed.

The expression on his face was very ugly, and he was holding a cigar that was about to burn out in his mouth. The smoke that continued to produce in the cigar made the closed doors and windows smell full of smoke.

If the Prime Minister hadn't always smoked in his office, you should know that the Prime Minister also had to maintain his personal image, especially in this period when the whole nation was disgusted with smoking. If the office was full of smoke, it would be easy to be caught by his political enemies as a handle.

But now he no longer cares about these things. On the one hand, his mood is really bad at the moment, and on the other hand, his political enemies now have a better handle to attack him.

When the Prime Minister thought of this, the Prime Minister's expression became even more gloomy.

The recent Yingguo has been suffering and difficult.

First, a steel-spanning bridge across the river in Newcastle broke into two pieces without warning. Hundreds of cars driving on the bridge fell into the sea, and a cargo ship that was about to pass through the bottom of the bridge was smashed, with a total of more than 500 casualties!

Then another inexplicable tornado suddenly blew in the suburbs of Birmingham, directly blew away countless farmhouses and public facilities built by locals, causing economic losses of more than 20 billion pounds, and casualties were even more innocent!

The most serious thing is that a plague broke out in Liverpool. This new plague has a 3 to 7-day incubation period. Once it breaks out, it will cause the infected to die from heart and lung failure in just two days. It is widely spread and the mortality rate is surprisingly high. It has almost swept the entire Liverpool and infected thousands of people.

The most terrifying thing is that after studying this new type of plague, his scientific research department actually gave the conclusion that 'they can't understand the way this plague spreads and the harm it will cause to the body!'

When the Prime Minister heard this conclusion, he was so angry that he had allocated so much scientific research funds every year that he actually raised such a bunch of waste?

No, we can't say they are all waste.

At least they also gave a solution.

That is to close the entire Liverpool, and as long as everyone in Liverpool dies, the plague will be over.

This is really a 'good idea'!

The Prime Minister refused this plan without hesitation, and then remained silent and did nothing.

Very good, this is very Yingguo!

In addition, there are still many other strange things happening in Yingguo, such as many incredible murders occurring across the country. It was clearly midsummer in July, but it was heavy snow in North London, etc.

These things were undoubtedly taken advantage of by their political enemies, who frantically motivated citizens to march and protest, and at the same time mocked and accused themselves in the parliament.

The central idea is that now all the people of Yingguo are in panic, and all this is the fault of their own Prime Minister of Yingguo!

The Prime Minister was almost crying when he was wronged.

How could it be the government's responsibility for the sudden collapse of the bridge? You should know that the bridge has just been completed less than ten years ago and is of great quality! And even if it is an accident caused by the construction team cutting corners, the responsibility lies with the construction team!

There are also tornados and plagues. Isn’t this a natural disaster? I am not a god, so how could I expect these things to happen?

etc!

God?

The Prime Minister's eyes suddenly lit up. He thought of a group of people, a group of people who have been hiding in the shadow of the world, and who have mastered powerful mysterious powers like gods - wizards!

At the same time, he also recalled the series of terrorist attacks that swept across the entire Ying Kingdom more than ten years ago.

Others may think this is just a simple terrorist attack, but as the prime minister of a country, he is very clear that it is actually because of civil strife in that wizard country and the credibility and authority of the government being hit hard, which has led to many wizards with supernatural abilities running to their territory for destruction!

So, will this happen again this time?

The Prime Minister's expression suddenly became fierce. He took a sudden sip of cigarettes, then immediately put out the cigar and ran to the oil picture of a small man with a long silver wig and looked like a frog in the corner of the office.

"Ahem!" Clearing his throat, the Prime Minister said to the oil painting, "Are you here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Prime Minister regretted it. You must know that I have never contacted that group of people on my own initiative. If this oil painting is just a one-way contact window, then it is not embarrassing to me suddenly talk to myself in an oil painting?

The Prime Minister almost instinctively looked behind him, and his secretary should have stood there in the past.

Fortunately, the secretary who should have worked overtime with me today has been sent home by myself.

What a blessing!

The Prime Minister couldn't help but think so.

However, when he was very grateful, he suddenly heard a serious and hoarse voice coming from behind him.

"Mr. Prime Minister, are you in trouble?"

The sudden appearance of the voice scared the Prime Minister. He hurriedly turned around and realized that the short little man who had his head lowered in the painting had raised his head and looked at him with confusion.

Using the instinct of a politician, the Prime Minister quickly restrained his horror expression and pretended to be calm and said to the portrait:

"I want to see your Minister Fudge."

"I'm sorry," the portrait said, "Mr. Minister has rested. In addition, Mr. Connery Fudge is no longer the Minister of Magic. The new Minister is named Rufus Sclinger."

Upon hearing this, the Prime Minister's eyebrows jumped, and a look of true expression appeared on his face.

You should know that as one of the five permanent members of the United Nations, the Prime Minister still has a very deep understanding of these supernatural abilities who hide the dark side of the world.

For example, the government of these wizards is called the Ministry of Magic, and the most famous magic school among them is called Hogwarts...

The information revealed in the portrait just confirms the Prime Minister's conjecture. As expected, all kinds of strange things have been caused by civil strife within the wizard. The replacement of the Minister of Magic is the best proof!

Thinking of this, the Prime Minister's expression suddenly became angry. He stretched out his hand and poked the portrait and shouted:

"I don't care if he is really resting now! I'm going to talk to him now! Do you know? You've caused enough trouble on our side, and he must give me an explanation!"

"This...this..." The villain in the portrait looked embarrassed and said with difficulty after a long time, "Okay, I'll contact you later."

As soon as he finished speaking, the villain in the portrait disappeared, and the Prime Minister breathed a sigh of relief, sat back on the sofa chair with a smile, and lit a cigar again.

...

Half an hour later, Sclinger, wearing a neat suit and holding a cane, appeared quietly in the prime minister's office.

Looking at the Prime Minister who was still sitting on the sofa chair and smelling the rich smell of smoke around him, Sclinger covered his nose with dissatisfaction.

"Tornado cleaning!"

As Sclinger's wand shook, a hurricane suddenly blew in the office, sweeping out the window all the smoke smell inside.

This sudden change also surprised the Prime Minister and almost fell off the chair.

"Hello, Mr. Prime Minister."

Sclinger didn't care about so much, so he pulled open his chair and sat down opposite the Prime Minister.

After experiencing the initial panic, the Prime Minister quickly calmed down. He smiled and stretched out his hand and said:

"Hello, Mr. Sclinger."

However, Sclinger had no intention of shaking hands with the Prime Minister at all. He nodded and said directly:

"It's getting late, let's just tell me a long story. Is there anything you need to do with me?"

The Prime Minister withdrew his hand awkwardly. Faced with Sclinger's rude behavior, he was not too angry. After all, it was already midnight, and it was already very worthy of his face to be able to come here during the rest time.

You should know that even meeting the prime ministers of other small countries requires a very cumbersome etiquette procedure, let alone the leaders of the wizard country!

But since the other party wanted to go straight to the point, he would not be polite, so he put away his smile and said:

"Maybe you don't know that many incredible disasters have occurred in Yingguo during this period. After learning that you have changed your leaders, I have reason to believe that this is the consequence of your wizard's civil strife. So, I hope you can give me an explanation about the accident that broke the Newcastle Bridge, is it related to your wizard?"

Upon hearing this, Sclinger was silent. He stared at the Muggle Prime Minister opposite him, with no expression on his face.

But this behavior made the heartbeat of the Prime Minister Yingguo opposite him suddenly accelerate. There was no way. Sclinger's face was really fierce. In addition, the momentum he cultivated by his long-term work as Director Auror, even if he stood still, it would make people around him feel more stressed.

In addition, the other party also has various supernatural powers, and all of this adds up to make the Muggle Prime Minister feel tremendous pressure.

Finally, Sklinger nodded and said in that iconic hoarse tone:

"Although I don't want to admit it, I have to say that it was indeed made by a wizard."

As soon as this statement was made, Prime Minister Muggle felt a surprise.

You should know that shirk responsibility is the subject of every politician's blood. The other party's readily admits it makes him feel a little uncomfortable.

But as the prime minister's knowledge still made him quickly adjust his mentality and continued to ask:

"The tornadoes in the suburbs of Birmingham, the plague in Liverpool and the homicides everywhere were also done by wizards?"

"Yes, that was indeed done by the wizard." Scleringer raised his eyebrows and said, "But I want to make it clear that it is not the ordinary wizard who did these things, but the Death Eaters under Voldemort."

"Voldemort? Death Eater?"

"It's the mysterious man who can't even name it."

As soon as Sclinger said this, Prime Minister Muggle's hand shook, and the cigar he held in his hand fell to the ground.

"That...that mysterious man who can't even mention his name is back? Isn't he dead?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Prime Minister Muggle saw Sclinger opposite him looking at him with a look of a fool. He instantly understood that things in the wizard world cannot be speculated by common sense. Maybe they really have magic that can bring people back to life?

After breathing a long sigh, the Prime Minister said:

"In other words, the mysterious man who can't even mention his name is now taking his men to destroy it everywhere."

Sclinger nodded without saying a word.

"How long will it take for you to get rid of that terrorist group?"

Sclinger was silent for a moment before answering:

“We will solve it.”

"What I want is the exact time!" Prime Minister Muggle sneered, "As far as I know, the mysterious man made a long fuss last time, and even captured the Ministry of Magic. In the end, a baby named Harry Potter was solved by taking action! To be honest, I doubt whether you have the ability to solve this problem quickly!"
To be continued...