Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 517 Promotion
"Is she okay?"

Zhou Hong looked at the naked girl with some worry.

The three Aurors this time were completely attracted here by them. The tragedy of Loya and Emily was also caused by them. In addition, Zhou Hong himself knew the feeling of being discriminated against, which made him feel deeply guilty towards Emily.

Benjamin had a similar idea to Zhou Hong. He carefully took off his coat and wrapped Emily up, then said to Zhou Hong:
"It's nothing serious, he just fainted. Did you take pictures of what's going on here?"

"We've already finished the photography for the periphery." Zhou Hong raised the strange-looking magic camera in his hand and said, "What about yours?"

"No problem, let's go back, it's time to move on to the next plan."

Benjamin checked the portable magic camera hanging on his chest and then took out his wand. He waited until Zhou Hong put his arm around him before he hugged Emily tightly, took out the Masonic gold coin and pressed it down hard.

In the mountain of ruins, the figures of Benjamin and the other two suddenly began to twist. Then a ripple spread out in the air, and the three of them disappeared on the spot.

When Zhou Hong and Benjamin stepped on the ground again, they had already appeared in the Masonic teleportation hall.

Penelope and Soraka had been waiting here for a long time, and when they saw Benjamin and the others appear, they hurried over to greet them.

Without any nonsense, Benjamin and Zhou Hong directly handed the magic cameras in their hands to Penelope, and the latter ran out of the hall in small steps.

Time is running out, and she must immediately have someone turn the video into animated magic pictures.

At the same time, Soraka was groping Benjamin's body nervously, and her expression only relaxed slightly after she confirmed that Benjamin was not injured.

“Soraka, leave me alone. Take a look at the child.”

Benjamin slapped away Soraka's hand that was trying to reach into his clothes, and directly stuffed Emily into her arms.

This action made Soraka roll her eyes at him, but in the face of Benjamin's request, Soraka still did it.

While Soraka was checking Emily, Benjamin began to tidy up his appearance. When he was buried under the rubble, his entire body was rubbed black by all kinds of burnt wood, which made him look like a coal miner now.

Beside him, Zhou Hong was looking at him with a teasing expression. It was obvious that Zhou Hong had also seen Soraka's little trick just now.

Soon, Soraka's inspection was over.

She gently rubbed Emily's eyebrows until Emily's frown was completely smoothed out before she slowly said:

"She was in good health. She must have fainted because the shock she received was too great."

Zhou Hong and Benjamin both breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, but their brows furrowed again when they thought of what Emily had just experienced.

Soraka also knew a little about Emily's situation, and she lowered her head at this time. For a moment, the three of them fell silent, which made the atmosphere in the teleportation hall become a little depressing.

At this moment, Franklin pushed the door open and walked in, laughing and saying loudly:

"Guys! You did a great job! Oh! Was Emily also successfully rescued? That's great! We still need her for our next plan!"

After saying that, he was about to go forward and hug Benjamin and the others, but his movements suddenly froze.

Because in front of him, there were three pairs of angry eyes staring at him.

While Benjamin and the others were taking care of Emily, Penelope had already contacted various underground tabloids across the country.

People who haven't seen it with their own eyes may not know that the production of magic newspapers, especially the magic patterns on them that move by themselves like videos, is extremely complicated.

In order to produce these magic newspapers efficiently and at a low cost, an assembly line consisting of a large number of alchemical equipment is required.

Due to price and patent reasons, only the Daily Prophet and a few super-large traditional newspapers in the entire Ying country are equipped with relevant manufacturing equipment. This is why they have been able to monopolize the entire Ying country's newspaper industry for so long.

As for the remaining tabloids, they have no relevant equipment and can only rely on manpower, which makes their costs extremely high. The high costs will force them to increase the selling prices of newspapers.

At the same time, in order to attract customers to buy their newspapers, which are much more expensive than those of several traditional newspapers such as the Daily Prophet, they can only work on the content.

For example, they might publish ghs in their own newspapers, or serialize some novels, or simply walk a tightrope to dig up gossip and scandals of celebrities or even political celebrities.

As a result, these tabloids have a very bad reputation and are often criticized by traditional mainstream newspapers for being immoral.

For example, "The Quibbler" founded by Luna's father is a typical example of content being king. Although his crazy ideas are funny, they are unexpectedly popular.

But even "The Quibbler" could not escape the dilemma of lack of funds, and was finally acquired by the Los Santos Corporation.

To sum up, most of these underground tabloids are money-hungry, so under Penelope's financial offensive, although they were required to use the best ink and the most sophisticated production technology, almost all of the tabloids accepted this mysterious and luxurious order without hesitation.

Tonight, all the underground workshops of magic newspapers and periodicals in Ying Country are printing articles and videos that were distributed to them long ago.

The title of this article is:
《Heartbroken! Three Aurors used their power to kill a Muggle wizard father! They even attempted to do such beastly things to a teenage girl!》

At first glance, this seems to be just a very vulgar title and article, but in fact every journalist who saw this title praised it highly.

Because they themselves know very well that only a very small number of readers like complex writing techniques and elegant writing style. The vast majority of readers do not have the time to ponder the deep meaning contained in your article. They prefer simple and crude articles!

The editors of these tabloids read the article over and over again, trying to figure out the key points so that they could imitate it in the future, because they were almost certain that the article would become a hit.

As for what impact this article will have on society after it is published.

This was totally out of their consideration.

What a joke! I can barely afford to eat and you still want me to consider the social impact? Be careful or I will spray you to death with my pen!
……

In the early morning, when the sun came out again, some pedestrians appeared in twos and threes on Diagon Alley.

They walked on the cobblestone road of Diagon Alley in the morning light, looking relaxed and contented. These people were all residents of Diagon Alley, and most of them were also the owners of various shops in Diagon Alley. They always liked to walk in Diagon Alley in the early morning when there were few people around, after all, this was one of the few leisure times in their day.

Of course, there are no half-blood wizards or Muggle-blood wizards among these people. Under the exclusion and threats from Voldemort, the Death Eaters and other pure-blood wizards, those non-pure-blood wizards can only huddle in their homes and tremble, not daring to show up at any time.

Mr. Torres, the owner of the Extraordinary Clothing Store, was also among the walking group. He walked slowly towards the sunshine and greeted everyone on the road with a smile. The reason why he came out for a walk every day was because it could bring him endless inspiration.

He personally welcomes the oppression and discrimination against non-pure-blood wizards.

After all, he himself came from a prominent family, and as a vested interest, it was impossible for him to stand against his own class.

However, as he was walking gracefully, a newspaper scattered on the ground suddenly caught his attention.

To be honest, the sanitation situation in Diagon Alley has been very worrying since the Muggle wizards who clean the streets went on strike due to Voldemort's threat, so it is normal to see some newspapers on the street.

But strangely, this newspaper is so new.

Moreover, as a professional tailor, Torres could tell at a glance that the paper used for this newspaper was very high-quality!

Out of curiosity, Torres picked up the newspaper and began to read it. As he read more deeply, the elegant smile that always appeared on the corner of his mouth disappeared, and was replaced by deep anger!
At the same time, tens of thousands of newspapers are being loaded and unloaded in Owl Post Offices across the country. With the strong financial support of the Los Santos Group, all these expensive tabloids are distributed free of charge today!

With the help of the owls, not only Diagon Alley, but almost every wizard gathering place received a large number of tabloids, and even a wave of newspapers rained down over the Hogwarts Great Hall.

The students of Hogwarts were enjoying breakfast at the time, and the sudden rain of newspapers caused chaos in the auditorium.

Looking at this chaotic scene, the corners of Mike's mouth slightly raised.

With such a big scene, even if all the Muggle wizards hid in their safe houses and refused to come out, they would definitely have known about the tragic experience of the Loya family.

Under such circumstances, the resentment and anger in the hearts of those wizards must be about to reach a critical point, right?
Thinking of this, Mike smiled and shook his head.

In his opinion, the current situation is far from enough. You know, these non-pure-blood wizards have been oppressed for a long time, and they may have already become accustomed to submitting to their fate.

At this time, someone needs to step out and set an example!
"Benjamin, you can start now."

Mike whispered to the Masonic gold coin on his chest, and Benjamin, who was far away in the slums of North London, was refreshed and quickly replied:
"Got it, boss."

After saying that, he drank a bottle of potion skillfully, and turned from a handsome young man into a thin middle-aged man with stubble on his face. The expression on his face also changed from a sneer at the beginning to anger.

Then he picked up the newspaper on the table, pushed open the dilapidated wooden door and rushed out!

At this moment, the street in the slum filled with the stench of sewers was already full of people. They all held a newspaper in their hands and were discussing something with sad faces.

These people are all the non-pure-blood wizards in this slum. A small number of them are original residents living here, while more of them are refugees who come here to escape the pursuit of Death Eaters.

To put it bluntly, it's all because of these poor people.

And these people are the purpose of Benjamin's trip.

“Everyone!” Benjamin shouted loudly. His gentle voice had already turned into a smokey voice. “Have you read today’s newspaper?”

"Of course!"

"seen it already!"

The gathered wizards responded to Benjamin's call. From their expressions at the moment, Benjamin could feel an emotion called anger.

Seeing this, Benjamin smiled slightly, but he still roared in indignation:
"They are really going too far! I can't stand it anymore! I want to fight them! Is there anyone willing to go to the Ministry of Magic with me to protest?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the originally noisy crowd instantly quieted down. Everyone looked at Benjamin in surprise, as if they were looking at a fool.

After a long time, an old wizard with white hair and beard walked out of the crowd and said to Benjamin with emotion:

"My boy, it's good that you have this intention, but forget about protesting. You know, the Ministry of Magic is not easy to mess with, and the wizard who was killed has nothing to do with us, you know..."

"How can it be irrelevant?" Benjamin shouted angrily, "Today a family of Muggle wizards died and you were indifferent. Tomorrow two Muggle wizards died and you were also indifferent. If one day your family also encounters misfortune, will you also remain indifferent?"

Benjamin picked up the newspaper, pointed at the picture of Loya's body lying on the snow slope and Emily being dragged into the cabin, and shouted:
"Look at what these scumbags did! Do you think if they get away with it today, they'll do the same thing tomorrow? Huh? Speak!"

Faced with Benjamin's questioning, the crowd remained silent, and the old wizard who had tried to persuade Benjamin also had a gloomy expression.

After waiting for a while, Benjamin seemed to be very angry after waiting for an answer. He threw the newspaper on the ground and shouted:
"Okay! Okay! I finally understand! You are all a bunch of Nofs! But it doesn't matter, if you don't go, I will go by myself!"

After saying that, Benjamin swung his arm and walked towards a tavern on the corner, which was the only Floo network teleportation point nearby.

At this moment, an old voice suddenly sounded.

"Wait! I'm going with you!"

Benjamin turned around in surprise, and slowly the old wizard actually caught up with him.

The old wizard patted Benjamin on the shoulder and said:

"I've had enough of this kind of life anyway! If they want to kill an old man like me, then give it to them!"

The old wizard's speech was like a signal. More and more people in the originally silent crowd stood up, waving newspapers in their hands and rushing towards the tavern angrily.

Seeing this, Benjamin and the old wizard looked at each other, and both of them showed meaningful smiles on their faces.

(End of this chapter)