The Shopkeeper of All Worlds in the British Wizarding World

Chapter 650 Raid (Part )

"Any arms dealer who doesn't sell arms to both sides of the war is a failed arms dealer." Ryan said jokingly, taking the bracelet and looking at the number on it. "Fortunately, this is the batch of goods we sold to the Ministry of Magic before the war broke out. Sometimes it is really difficult to prevent such low- and medium-quality products from being lost to the enemy."

"This should be an elite team." Hermione said as she looked at the bracelets piled up next to her. She took out six copper bracelets and one silver bracelet from the seven people, in addition to a lot of things like smoke bombs or refraction rings. If the group hadn't dispersed their forces at the beginning and hadn't expected the brooms to suddenly malfunction in mid-air, it would have taken a lot of effort to deal with them.

"They are indeed elite," Ryan replied. "Moody told us before that there are very few Aurors who actually stay on the You-Know-Who side, so a team like today's will not exceed five at the Ministry of Magic in London."

"This is a great victory, Brother." Rose Crystal raised her right hand and made a toasting gesture. "I must hold a celebration banquet when I return."

"No problem." Ryan said, placing his hand on Rose Crystal's silky hair. Rose Crystal gently rubbed Ryan's palm with her head. "What do you want to eat? Make a list for me when you get back. A group of hobbits have come to work at the Hobbit Restaurant in Riverdale, and one of them is the champion of Bag End's cooking competition last year."

20 minutes later, Ryan and his team had looted all the loot they liked, even the copper Knut in the gap of the clothes pocket. Seeing the seven bodies with only clothes left being collected by Rose Crystal into the World Grocery Store, Ryan said: "Okay, the next step is to stuff these things back to the Ministry of Magic in London. We need to teach them to be afraid and stop persecuting those Muggles and wizards."

"Yes, now is the time to start the next move. I never thought they would dare to do this. I'm ready. Let's go!" Hermione put away the parchment scroll she had just searched from Dawlish and stood up. Then she and Rose Crystal each held Ryan's hand. After a crisp explosion, they disappeared from the house.

"Pop," after a slight noise, Ryan and the other three appeared in a small house with only dim light. From the broken furniture, incomplete floor tiles and piles of discarded documents in the house, it was clear that this was a storage room.

"Fortunately, they haven't changed the use of the utility room where we hid last time. Looking at the dust here, I guess no one has been in this room for at least a year." Ryan said after looking at the dark space around him. "We need to discuss the next move first, after all, there are only three of us."

"I can call all the sisters over." Rose Crystal raised her hand and said.

"No, that's not necessary." Ryan looked into Rose Crystal's large purple eyes and said, "Our operation this time is mainly to deter and show our presence, so we don't need so many people."

The biggest difference between the wizarding world and the world of ordinary people is that wizards still respect strength. For example, the reason why Dumbledore is considered the greatest white wizard is not because he proposed a new use of dragon blood or was the headmaster of Hogwarts, but because he defeated Grindelwald, the most powerful black wizard in Europe at that time.

Therefore, if Ryan wants to do something in the current situation, he must demonstrate his strength so as to attract like-minded people. This attack on the Ministry of Magic in London is also for the same purpose.

Of course, in order to prevent Dumbledore from stopping him for some reason, he only told Dumbledore that he would use Lucius Malfoy to lure out an ambush, but did not tell him that he would attack the Ministry of Magic after the ambush.

"So where is our main target this time, Ryan? You know the information I just saw--" Hermione asked, pulling out a map of the Ministry of Magic from her bosom. "Although we have made contingency plans before, they were prepared for large-scale wars. There are too many key points that need to be attacked in the plan, and the three of us simply cannot do it. We need to screen them."

"We will only attack here today." Ryan pointed to a red space on the first floor. Hermione came closer and found that this space was marked as the Muggle-born Registration Committee. "If we destroy this place, on the one hand, it will express an attitude. On the other hand, it will destroy the data collected on Muggle-born wizards in it, so that the Muggle-born wizards in the occupied area can escape persecution. The most important thing is that the people working in this department are not innocent anyway, so we can minimize accidental injuries."

"Good idea," Hermione and Rose Crystal nodded at the same time, then opened a small space door and took out magic props from it to equip themselves. The most common one was a bottle of green liquid. "Everything is packed, then we are ready to act. Let's set it to 30 minutes." After everyone was packed, Ryan twisted the metal ring on a pen-sized fuse to set the timer, and then put it together with a large box of Weasley's fireworks. "We must finish this operation within half an hour, otherwise it will be too easy to accidentally hurt when there are more and more enemies."

After preparing the timing device, Ryan and his team cast a series of invisibility spells on themselves and walked out of the utility room. They were now outside the Department of Mysteries on the ninth floor, because the Apparition could only go to places they had been to, and Ryan and his team were only familiar with the Department of Mysteries and the lobby on the eighth floor. For what they wanted to do now, it was obviously more appropriate to settle near the Department of Mysteries than in the crowded lobby.

There were very few people on this floor, but there were some. Soon they got on an elevator to the lobby, and then followed a group of wizards in black robes on another elevator to the first floor.

After the golden fence door opened, Ryan found that there was a thick carpeted corridor in front of them. On both sides of the corridor were shiny wooden doors. There was a small sign on each door with the name and position of the person in the room.

"This place is really big." Through the Phoenix Mark, Hermione's voice rang in Ryan's mind, "It seems that the current Ministry of Magic attaches great importance to the Muggle-Born Registration Committee, otherwise it would not be put on this level."

"You're right, but this is good news for us." Ryan replied. "Maybe we can get some unexpected gains from this attack."

At this time, there were only three of them in the corridor, and it was very quiet. There was no busy noise, talking, or hurried footsteps like in a normal institution. Fortunately, there was a purple-red carpet on the floor, so Ryan and Hermione could not hear any footsteps.

After turning a corner and walking a short distance, the corridor opened into a spacious area where a dozen witches and wizards sat in rows of small tables, similar to the individual desks in school.

All the wizards sitting behind the table waved and twirled their wands in unison, and many square colored papers floated in the air like dark green kites. Soon, the pages of paper were gathered, folded, and stapled with magic, and then neatly stacked next to each wizard.

"A threat to the peaceful pure-blood society from mudbloods?" Rose Crystal quietly flew to a table, and then told Ryan what she saw through the connection in her brain. From the picture she sent, Ryan found that these silver words were printed on a dark green cover, and below was a red rose tightly strangled by a green grass with fangs and a fierce look, and in the center of the petals was a silly grinning face.

"What a stupid and outdated propaganda," Ryan thought, "but this is probably the IQ of the people who read these magazines."

Opposite the small printing factory was a polished mahogany door with a brass plate on it: "Rencorn Albert, Director of the Muggle-Born Registration Commission."

"I know this guy." Hermione said through the Phoenix Mark. "Ginny once told me that this guy used to work at the Department of Magical Law Enforcement and was famous for his pure-blood theory. Mr. Weasley had quarreled with him several times, but I didn't expect that he would be doing this now."

"That's normal." Ryan answered in the same way. "The Ministry of Magic under the rule of You-Know-Who has basically become a concentration camp for scum. If many of the administrative officers are forced to serve, then it can be confirmed that all the political officials are scum who support the pure-blood theory and the rule of You-Know-Who."

(End of this chapter)