Hogwarts: I'm Harry's older cousin

Chapter 398, Section 392: Death Eaters Are Not Human

Frank, expressionless, pointed his wand at the Carol siblings.

"Even the Ministry of Magic has removed us from the ranks of Aurors, all thanks to you and Bellatrix."

The Ministry of Magic has removed Frank and Alice from the Auror ranks, doing so after they were hospitalized. The official reason given was that Frank and Alice were not captured by Death Eaters during an Auror mission. The real reason was that they were attacked by Death Eaters because they joined the Order of the Phoenix, an illegal civilian organization unrelated to the Ministry of Magic.

Although both of them are utter bullshit.

The most direct point is that the Ministry of Magic hasn't even awarded them a single Merlin Medal.

Even Peter Pettigrew received a Merlin Medal for sacrificing himself in the face of the 'vicious Sirius Black,' while the Longbottoms, who had captured countless dark wizards and made countless contributions to the Ministry of Magic, gained nothing, and even the name of the Auror could not be preserved.

Even among wizards, few knew of their deeds.

This is the fundamental reason why the number of Aurors is decreasing and their quality is declining.

Because it's unfair.

If everyone is trying to protect themselves, who will stand up for justice and fairness?

"This is a crime! You will be imprisoned in Azkaban!"

As the wand drew ever closer, Amycus continued to shout. He was terrified; the very person who loved using the Crucifixion Charm was utterly terrified of it.

"A crime?! No, we just had a breakdown! Don't forget, we're just patients receiving treatment at St. Mungo's."

Frank looked down at Amicus: "Remember what you said when we first met? That we were crazy."

"That's what Alecto said."

Before he could finish speaking, he was struck by a dark green, radio-wave-like beam of light, and collapsed to the ground, foaming at the mouth and convulsing.

Alice was the one who made the move, and she didn't want to hear another word from the other party.

"Heart-crushing!" Frank joined in.

The damage from the two Cruciatus Curses was not as simple as one plus one equals two; the pain it brought increased exponentially, constantly stimulating every inch of Amicus's skin, causing him unbearable agony.

This is called giving someone a taste of their own medicine.

The best revenge is to return the harm inflicted upon you tenfold.

Soon Amicus was barely breathing, so the Longbottoms pointed their wands at Alexios.

Alecto, who had fainted, would awaken in excruciating pain, only to faint again, and this cycle would repeat itself.

The entire basement was filled with pleas for mercy and wailing.

Inside the study, Carlo was drinking a lemon sorbet while reading a magic book.

"Mr. Carlo, are they your uncles or elders?"

"My uncles and elders died more than ten years ago. Now there are only two vicious Death Eaters below me, two walking corpses brainwashed by Tom, Ms. Burns."

Carlo spoke calmly, then countered with, "But you... don't you see any problem with letting the Longbottoms abuse dark magic like this?"

"Magic itself is neither sinful nor black and white; the sin lies with the user."

Amelia picked up a book, opened it to a page, pointed to the contents, and said, "Dark magic doesn't change a person's character. The so-called 'dark magic makes people bad' is just because using dark magic to do bad things for a long time triggers an outburst of negative emotions."

"Rather than letting them harbor resentment and gradually descend into darkness, it's better to let them release it all now."

"They were once the elite of the Aurors, the backbone of the Order of the Phoenix. I believe they still have that much self-control."

"Besides, Death Eaters can no longer be called human beings."

Carlo looked at Amelia with slight surprise: "Ms. Borns, it's hard to believe these words came from your mouth. I never expected you to be so open-minded. I always thought... I thought..."

"You think I'm rigid?"

Amelia chuckled softly, then said in a deep voice, "After my brother's family died, I understood that Death Eaters aren't human, and neither is the Dark Lord!"

Both the Burns and the Carroll families were persecuted by Voldemort. The Carroll family lost loved ones (the Carroll siblings abandoned their family and became Death Eaters), while the Burns family lost loved ones (Edgar Burns and his family were killed).

"Mr. Carlo, I've noticed you and Jupa are getting along quite well lately. I heard you're still single?"

Jupa Bornes, Amelia's niece, attends Beauxbatons.

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Carlo blushed, a rare occurrence for him.

"I think we can change the subject."

At the same moment that Carol Manor was invaded, many people also arrived outside Malfoy Manor, with many Aurors from the Ministry of Magic coming to the gates.

"Minister Fouché, everyone is here. Shall we just storm in?"

Rufus Scrimgeour asked, "Leading a forceful raid on the home of a pure-blood wizard like Lucius, it would be difficult to resolve peacefully without a good reason. If we can catch Death Eaters inside, that's fine, but if we can't, I certainly won't be the scapegoat."

"Percy, what do you think?"

Fudge kept glancing into the manor, unsure whether he should go or not.

Scrimgeour was speechless upon hearing this.

It was you, Fudge, who brought the team here. Now you need to ask your secretary what to do.

That's roughly Fudge's personality.

To put it nicely, his personality is similar to Yuan Shao's: indecisive, slow to react, and needing to listen to others' opinions. To put it bluntly, he's not even as good as Yuan Shu. At least Yuan Shu was able to become a regional warlord because he had strong abilities. Fuji didn't even have the most basic abilities, and the worst part was that he had a high opinion of himself.

He is both afraid and cowardly, yet he likes to occupy a position without doing anything, and he is extremely greedy for the power in his hands.

"Minister, I suggest we surround the entire Malfoy Manor first, and try not to let any Death Eaters escape."

Percy whispered in Fudge's ear as if it were a habit: "Then we'll lead the most elite Aurors in and catch them off guard."

Fudge nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, surround Malfoy Manor. Scrimgeour, you take men and rush in immediately. We must not let any dark wizard escape."

Listening to the repetitive instructions that were basically copied verbatim, Scrimgeour was speechless, but he had no choice but to obey the orders from his superiors.

"But we don't have a search warrant."

Percy whispered a few words in Fudge's ear.

"As Minister for Magic, I can grant you a search warrant verbally on a temporary basis."

"Yes, Minister."

Scrimgeour walked out expressionlessly, like an emotionless machine, while inwardly spitting out a curse.

What kind of Minister of Magic is this? He has no opinions of his own, and this guy actually wants to be re-elected. The thing is, it's actually quite possible.

The Ministry of Magic is a piece of crap.

(End of this chapter)