Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 537 News of the Public Trial

Looking at the assistant minister who was stunned by his words, Chris shook his head in disappointment. He felt that he needed to replace his assistant.

Now this assistant is not only a man, but also his IQ is not up to standard.

But this is normal. Even the IQ of those Ministry of Magic officials is so low. How smart can the assistants chosen by them be?
In his opinion, anyone with a normally developed brain could see that the fact that he, an underage wizard, was able to become the Minister of Magic, and that he was able to ascend to the position of Minister because the previous Minister stepped down for no reason, in itself represented his extraordinaryness.

Chris originally thought that these officials would be smarter and try their luck first before considering seeking benefits. In this way, after these people realized the horror of his power, they would stop and surrender, and the matter would end peacefully.

But the officials ignored the warnings and launched the attack directly.

He even thought that he could make him suffer a lot by relying on bagong.

This is simply the stupidest idea!

Thinking of this, the corners of Chris' mouth slowly rose.

He believed that under his plan, things would change soon, perhaps... tomorrow.

……

On the other hand, the officials of the Ministry of Magic were unaware that a huge danger was slowly approaching them.

After finishing the most relaxing class they had ever had, they left the Ministry of Magic happily.

Most of them chose to go to Diagon Alley for a drink to celebrate today's victory, but Valon, a clerk in the Werewolf Registration Office, chose to go home directly.

He could hardly wait to go home and share today's joy with his wife.

You have to know that the Werewolf Registration Office is almost the least profitable place in the entire Ministry of Magic. There are a lot of werewolves in the country of Ying, which leads to a huge workload for the Werewolf Registration Office every day. Clerks like Valon basically have to work overtime every day.

Low pay and lots of work, this is the worst job ever!

Valon swore that if he couldn't find a better job, he would definitely resign!

But today everything is different, they are bagong! No need to face those stinky werewolves anymore!
Today was the easiest class that Valon had ever had since he officially took office!
If possible, he sincerely hoped that the newly appointed minister could hold on a little longer, so that this relaxing life could continue for a few more days.

This is Vallon's only hope. As for the bagong bonus promised by their director, Vallon has never expected it.

You have to know that their director is an old hand. It is better to hope that the sun will rise from the west tomorrow than to expect him to give you a bonus.

But even if we put these things aside, this bagong operation is extremely glorious in Wallonia's eyes!
Merlin's beard! Using this to force the Minister of Magic to give them more benefits was something so bold that Valon would never have dreamed of!
He can brag about this kind of thing for at least three years!

As for failure, he never considered it.

You have to know that the number of people participating in the action this time is really too large. When they are united, that baby minister will definitely not be able to deal with them. The iron rule of "the majority cannot be held responsible" is not only prevalent in the Muggle world, but also applies to the wizarding world.

But when Valon returned home excitedly and was about to hug his pregnant wife, he was surprised to find that his house seemed a little messy.

This is a very abnormal thing. You know, even when his wife was pregnant, she was still fulfilling her duties as a full-time housewife. She kept the house in order every day and prepared dinner for him when he came home.

Valon was also very moved by this, although these things were not difficult for a witch with the ability to cast spells.

An ominous premonition instantly rose in Valon's heart. He carefully drew out his wand, lowered the sound of his footsteps, and slowly moved to the bedroom door not far away.

Taking a deep breath, he suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, stretched out his trembling hand, placed it on the bedroom door handle, and slowly pushed it inside.

This is an extremely dangerous thing. If someone is hiding in the room, the other party may launch an attack the moment the door is opened!

But the expected danger did not come, and Valon pushed open the door very smoothly, which made him feel a little relieved.

But when he really saw the scene in the bedroom, his heart was lifted up again!
At this time, the curtains in the bedroom were closed, and only a little light shone through the thick curtains, making the whole room extremely dark.

In the dimness, his wife was sitting on their favorite rattan chair.

But something was wrong with her at the moment. Tears were falling from the corners of her eyes and her body was shaking constantly.

At this moment, Valon's wife finally discovered her husband. Her mouth opened and closed excitedly, but no sound came out. She could only keep shaking her head at Valon.

This made Valon quickly realize that the danger was not gone yet.

He instinctively looked up at the darkness behind his wife and saw a tall, black-robed man wearing a bat mask standing there quietly.

Valon felt like his scalp was about to explode!

He gritted his teeth and stared at the man in black robe with his big eyes.

If possible, Valon really wanted to cast a disarming spell directly. He was very confident in his own strength. You know, he was also a very good student when he was studying at Hogwarts, otherwise he would not have been able to enter the Ministry of Magic.

It was a pity that he couldn't do that, because the light brown wand in the other person's hand was pressed against the back of his wife's head.

After taking two deep breaths, Valon forced himself to calm down, gritted his teeth and said angrily:
"What do you want to do? Rob? All my money is in the cabinet on your left. You can..."

"Shh!"

The man in the bat mask made a gesture to silence, and Valon closed his mouth without hesitation.

Seeing this, the masked man nodded in satisfaction and said in an obviously disguised, androgynous voice:

"Vallon Campbell, I need you to work hard tomorrow, otherwise..."

The masked man did not continue speaking, but he gently tapped the hostage's cheek twice with the magic wand in his hand. The meaning was self-evident. "You came here for this?" Valon could not believe his ears, but soon he realized that now was not the time to question the other party, and immediately said, "No problem, I promise you!"

"Okay, I hope you can keep your promise. I don't want to do this a second time."

The masked man spoke slowly, and as his voice echoed in the house, his figure gradually became illusory and finally disappeared.

Seeing this, Valon immediately rushed forward and hugged his exhausted wife!
……

The next day, having comforted his wife, Valon went to the Ministry of Magic early.

He was feeling a little heavy and depressed at the moment.

After thinking about it all night, he quickly realized that this must be a threat from the new Minister of Magic.

But why did the other party want to threaten him?
He is just a clerk. Even if he works hard, what will it change? Others will still be bagong.

Vallon was deeply puzzled by this, but it did not prevent him from carrying out the other party's request.

After all, his wife is still pregnant, and their beautiful family life has just begun. He absolutely cannot let her put herself in danger.

For this, he was even ready to accept the scolding from his director and the contempt from his colleagues.

But when he actually arrived at the office, he unexpectedly discovered that his colleagues today all had the same stern face as him, and even the serious office director did not look very happy.

What surprised him even more was yet to come. When working hours arrived, the Werewolf Registration Office returned to its usual busy state.

Everyone returned to their workstations silently and started working with gloomy faces.

Such a work attitude is obviously unqualified. Fortunately, most of the werewolves who came to register were people who were used to being bullied, so they didn't dare to complain.

What's more, although the attitude is bad, the work efficiency of their window today has increased several times compared to the past!
Almost everyone is working hard as if they were injected with chicken blood!

The situation was similar in most other offices within the Ministry of Magic. Everyone worked in silence, as if the bagong incident yesterday had never happened.

At the same time, those instigators of this bagong activity also jumped out, but their attitudes had changed 180 degrees compared to yesterday. Not only did they no longer ridicule and belittle the young ministers, they also began to praise the new ministers' governance capabilities!

A few shameless people even suggested removing the statue of the magic brother in the hall and replacing it with a statue of the new minister. They said this was a great thing. After all, the witch group on the other side had been making a lot of trouble recently. Removing the statue could also appease those people, which was simply killing two birds with one stone!
Only now did Valon finally understand that it was not just him, but everyone in front of him had probably received death threats last night!

This made Valon shudder. If things were really as he guessed, then the power behind this newly appointed minister would probably be far beyond his imagination!

Thinking of this, Valon's stamping speed increased a lot, which made the werewolf standing in front of him a little flattered!
On the other hand, while the officials of the Ministry of Magic were working fearfully, Chris was sitting in the office with his legs crossed, shaking his legs while listening to his assistant's report.

But unlike yesterday, the assistant who was now reporting to Chris had changed from a freckled man to a young and beautiful witch.

Not only that, Chris's office has also changed a lot at this moment. The Ministry of Magic above his head has long been replaced with a huge crystal chandelier, the desk has been replaced with agarwood, and even the floor and brick walls in the office have been replaced with special ones!
All of this is the masterpiece of those pure-blood wizard families. To them, it is nothing.

When Chris heard the assistant say in an incredible tone, "Everyone has returned to work," he couldn't help but smile sarcastically.

Things turned out exactly as he expected. Most of the officials in the Ministry of Magic were spineless and they returned to work obediently after being slightly scared by the people he sent.

As for those few tough guys, they had no chance to continue coming to work because they had basically been killed by the people sent by Chris.

This was not too difficult for the fighters carefully selected by Chris.

The male assistant across from the desk was still reporting on the situation at the Ministry of Magic today, but Chris was no longer interested in listening.

He waved his hands irritably, and the female assistant was very sensible. She shut her mouth and stood aside obediently waiting for Chris's next order.

This made Chris very satisfied.

In fact, the reason why he wanted to change a beautiful assistant was not because he wanted to do anything hh, but simply because he thought beautiful women were more pleasing to the eye.

Nodding to the female assistant, Chris said with a smile:

"Draft a notice and have the Daily Prophet send it out, saying that we will hold a public trial for the heinous McTownley in three days. Anyone can come in and listen."

The female assistant nodded solemnly. Seeing this, Chris took out a document from the drawer and threw it on the table and continued:
"Also, take this document and notify the Wizengamot Council to arrive on time in three days to try McTominay. There should be no delay. If they fail to arrive on time this time... they will bear the consequences themselves!"

The female assistant raised her eyebrows and looked at Chris with some embarrassment. After a while, she hesitated and said:

"This... isn't a good idea. The Wizengamot Council..."

"This isn't something you should worry about. Just follow my instructions."

"Understood, Mr. Minister."

The female assistant said no more, picked up the documents and left the office, leaving Chris alone sitting in the boss chair, with a faint sneer still on his lips.

The Wizengamot Council, an internationally renowned organization, posed no threat at all to him, the Minister of Magic who had already recruited many pure-blood wizarding families.

Because most of the members of parliament were from pure-blood families under him, they naturally stood on his side.

So, in fact, this public trial against Mike was just a show. Under his manipulation, Mike had no hope of being pardoned.

"Mike, Mike, in the end I still win!"

In the quiet office, Chris murmured alone.

(End of this chapter)