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The power of magic is really convenient.

Eriri breathed a sigh of relief and sighed.

But it seems that not all worlds have such convenient magic. At least in this alien world of the Vandersey Empire, the magic she had witnessed was primarily aimed at killing.

But it is understandable, after all, this world is dominated by war.

Wars between empires, wars between races for survival, wars between different regions and beliefs... According to the two sisters beside him, it seems that this world has never had true peace since its birth.

Since the entire continent is dominated by war, the magic born in this world naturally serves mainly for war.

Thinking this in her heart, Eriri raised her head and looked at the people from other worlds who were busy around her. Most of them had empty and numb eyes, as if they had lost the motivation and goals in life.

This meaningless war is really devastating.

This is an actor: so far away.

Jellal shook his head, disagreeing with Eriri's praise for Aura. If he were truly capable, the Ministry of Magic wouldn't have targeted him so quickly.

Shark-faced guy: With your vision, I'm afraid you can't find many good ones in the entire dimensional universe?

This is an actor: You misunderstood me, my requirements are actually not that high.

Skirt-lifting maniac: Pfft! When Xiaonan heard that, she was really pissed! Forget that, you used to call her an elementary school student every day! Even though she’s a high school student now…

Lazy Kitten: Huh? Sister Xiaonan, an elementary school student?

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: There’s nothing to worry about. I really didn’t know anything back then.

This is an actor: the requirements for you are naturally different from those for others. This is a dynamic indicator. Anyway, let's go back to Yin's original question: why did Dumbledore personally help the Ministry of Magic track down the murderer?

The villain in Soul Society: Because he also judged that the war was approaching?

He's an actor: This is just one reason. More importantly, you're ignoring Dumbledore's role as a person. While his status within the entire English wizarding world is undoubtedly unparalleled, he's also a member of the wizarding world. Furthermore, he cares more about the wizarding world's current stability than most.

Lin Fengjiao: Indeed, that's easy to understand. The current stability of the wizarding world was originally fostered by Dumbledore. He naturally didn't want to see any entity or force disrupt it.

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: And now, those house-elves who want to rebel have begun to threaten this situation. So, he chose to help these people from the Ministry of Magic without hesitation?

This is an actor: Uh-huh, but that's why Fudge invited him. This Minister of Magic is also quite something, he can be regarded as cunning and sly.

Scarlet Snake Fairy: Cunning and cunning? Isn't it because he's not capable enough that he can handle those house-elves? Is there some deeper ulterior motive here?

This is an actor: lack of ability is one thing, and wanting to find someone to take the blame is another. If Fudge fails in this arrest and causes even worse consequences, what do you think will happen to him?

Wig: Even the lightest punishment would be to step down. So that's how it is. I think I understand. He came to Dumbledore for cooperation not only because Dumbledore was capable enough, but also because Dumbledore had broad shoulders... at least, he could take the blame for him.

Curly-haired guy: Damn, this fat old white guy is so insidious? Shit, he looks so honest on the surface.

Lazy Kitten: This is thick-skinned and black-hearted. Besides, didn't I mention earlier that he's a professional politician? If he's a politician, this kind of tactic of shifting blame must be standard practice.

Foul-mouthed Suit Guy: Oh, damn! I've discovered that these so-called politicians are truly filthy at heart, just like this black-brined egg from S.H.I.E.L.D. He also loves to use these disgusting, stomach-churning tactics. It's truly disgusting!

Hatchet Girl: If he can't even handle this kind of thing, how can he become the director of S.H.I.E.L.D.? Are you underestimating him?

Book Artist: Please be clear, is it S.H.I.E.L.D. or Snake Shield?

Lazy Kitten: Phew! This meme, this meme! I used to hear it often in my previous life. The so-called Snake Shield Bureau is really famous.

Skull Island handsome guy: I don’t understand, what is SHIELD?

The artist: This is very simple. If you have seen Avengers, you should know this clearly. The entire S.H.I.E.L.D. has been infiltrated by Hydra. Even the former director is a Hydra agent. Isn't this just Hydra?

Skirt-Up Maniac: The legendary Mission Impossible...just keep nesting dolls.

Lin Fengjiao: Am I the only one who noticed that Mr. Deadpool used the word "black-marinated egg" when addressing Nick Fury?

500 Fudge's Performance

Lazy little kitty: Black braised egg, poof!

The illustrator: There's nothing wrong with this name. What's wrong with "black-marinated egg"? We've used this name before, wasn't it Ruiko-chan or Kotonoha-chan who started it?

Hatchet Girl: It’s Ruiko-chan, I just used that name.

Book Artist: Well, no matter who said it, it was said. Why is Uncle Jiu making such a fuss?

Lin Fengjiao: I don’t know if it has been mentioned before. When I heard it for the first time... I always felt it was a bit fresh.

Scarlet Snake Fairy: Not only is it fresh, but it's also quite fitting, don't you think?

Lin Fengjiao: Ahem, a little.

Foul-mouthed Suit Guy: That means we're on the same page, man. We all think that old idiot's head looks like a boiled egg. In fact, when I first encountered this magical food called boiled egg, I associated it with Nick Fury's head.

Curly Hair: Bullshit! It was Leizi who first said that in this group. You've only plagiarized Leizi's inventions, so stop flattering yourself!

Skirt-lifting maniac: Not really, not really. I don't think this is an invention at all. It's just a parody of words, no need to make a big deal out of it.

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: The topic has gone off track as usual. Do you remember that we were watching An Ran-sang’s live broadcast?

Artist: Hahahaha, it doesn't matter anyway. Besides, Fudge and the others are still operating in mystery, I have no idea what they are trying to do.

Skirt-Lifting Maniac: Isn’t this just a pre-war mobilization? I hope these Aurors can donate their hearts to him.

Lazy Kitten: Pfft, God, give away your heart! For the world inside the wall, right? For the Survey Corps, right?

Skull Island Handsome Guy: However, it seems that these Aurors are completely indifferent to what he said.

This is an actor: That's natural, after all, most of the Aurors he brought this time were sent by Dumbledore.

The first one to be affected is Mad-Eye Moody, the fourth Defense Against the Dark Arts professor Harry Potter will meet in the future. He is a burly man wearing a strange eye patch and a long trench coat.

He was clutching a long cane and glancing sideways at Fudge, who was clearly displeased with the Minister of Magic and even thought he was a bit effeminate.

Standing behind him was the red-haired girl Tonks, who, like Moody, was a member of the Order of the Phoenix. However, unlike Moody, who could clearly tell from the outside that he was unhappy with Fudge, Tonks was obviously the more reserved type.

She just kept looking around, appearing absent-minded.

As for the other Aurors, they were all trained by Moody. How could they possibly show loyalty to Fudge? Therefore, the Minister of Magic's declaration was ultimately just a wink.

Of course, Fudge, with his thick skin, naturally didn't care about this. He actually deliberately recruited Moody and his men to complete this mission because he knew very well that this mission would be a quagmire.

Even if it is completed successfully, there will be no benefit at all.

There was no money to be made from those house elves, nor would it improve his political performance. On the contrary, if this mission failed, he would be blamed.

He certainly couldn't use his direct subordinates like Jinlaisi for such a thankless task. Therefore, tools like Moody were the best choice. Even if they failed, there would be no pressure to dismiss them and investigate them.

Hatchet Girl: This Fudge is such a bastard, he's still thinking about eliminating dissidents at this time.

Skirt-Lifting Maniac: Well, how else do you expect these professional politicians to truly serve the people? Their sole purpose in office is to serve themselves. Otherwise, why would they refuse to acknowledge Voldemort's resurrection?

Wig: Yes, he must have known that what Lockhart said before was true. But he just didn't want to admit it. As long as he didn't admit it, Voldemort would not be resurrected.

Book Artist: And then everyone will continue singing and dancing, right? And then the music and the dancing?

"Enough!" Just as Eriri sent this message, Mueller finally couldn't stand Fudge's chattering anymore and interrupted, "We've wasted too much time!"

"Oh, yes." Fudge looked at the watch on his wrist pretentiously and nodded. "It's really getting late now. Although we still have a few important discussions, we can put them aside for next time."

"Of course, next time I'll come and listen to your advice in person," Dumbledore said meaningfully, looking towards the square before him. "Now, please begin."

The Aurors nodded, raised their wands, and faced the large square before them, shouting in unison, "Appear!"

scoff.

Blue sparks shot out from the tips of more than a dozen wands simultaneously, shooting towards the square before them. Immediately, the entire square erupted in a muffled bang, and the ground shook.

The tourists and visitors nearby were startled and looked around, but found nothing unusual. In the end, the incident became an unsolved mystery in their minds.

At the same time, when the air vibrated, a very strange tower building appeared in the center of the square.

Dumbledore led the way, heading towards the tower. The other Aurors followed closely behind him. The gates opened, revealing a vast palace.

The interior of the palace looked very dilapidated. The sculpture in the center of the palace was a young man in a robe. It seemed that due to years of neglect, the man's face was blurred and covered with thick moss.

But Dumbledore stayed in front of the statue for a long time, feeling that it looked strangely familiar. It looked like someone, but he couldn't be sure.

"Catch them!" Fudge suddenly shouted loudly.

Dumbledore then averted his gaze and cast his eyes to his right. There was a group of house-elves surrounded by Aurors, some of them trembling, some filled with indignation.

But unlike other house-elves, none of them had been marked as slaves. These elves had become truly free.

"I'm going to hang all these filthy, disgusting bugs in public!" Fudge said, dancing and exaggerating.

501 Fight

"You can't do this, Minister Fudge."

As soon as Fudge finished speaking, Tonks shouted, "This is not the Middle Ages anymore, and we are not barbarians. Besides, what these house-elves do is for a reason. You can't be so cruel!"

"Yes, of course I can." Fudge shuddered and turned around. "According to Article 14 of the Wizarding World Law, any magical creation or magical creature that kills its master can be executed unconditionally."

"But, but house-elves are neither magical beasts nor magical creations," Tonks argued.

"Then what are they? Can they be wizards?" Fudge curled his lips and said, "They are magical creatures, and they are subject to this decree!"

"you……"

Tonks was stunned and was about to say something else, but Fudge interrupted her, "Pay attention to your identity, girl! You are an Auror now, an Auror of the Ministry of Magic! And I am the Minister of Magic. What is the first rule of an Auror?"

After a long silence, Tonks whispered, "Follow orders."

"Then my order now is to catch them all!" Fudge waved his hand and shouted, "Don't let any of them escape. Do you understand?"

Tonks remained frozen in place, unable to accept Fudge's intention to hang all the house-elves. To her, such an act was simply outrageous and cruel.

"Don't be angry, Minister Fudge." Seeing that the conflict was about to escalate, Dumbledore smiled and said to smooth things over: "Young people are always more energetic, aren't they?"

"Oh, I don't blame her." Fudge's expression changed at this point, and he shook his head with a smile. "But you also know how much impact this series of events has had on the entire English wizarding community. If we don't use heavy weapons on these house-elves, the people will definitely not be satisfied."

"But from what I know, more people still hope we can show leniency."

Dumbledore looked him straight in the eye and said gently, "This is all because some house-elves have indeed suffered cruel abuse, isn't it?" As he spoke, he looked at the house-elf in the front row on the right.

"If I remember correctly, you are Lola, right?"

"it's me."

Unlike the other elves who were terrified and trembling, Lola was calm at the moment. "It's a pleasure to see you here, the great Mr. Dumbledore. And Minister Fudge, who wants to hang us, we only met two weeks ago."

"Oh, damn!" Fudge said with a twitch of his lips. "I can't even recognize a house-elf's face!"

"Minister Fudge is just a little emotional." Dumbledore shook his head and said, "Believe me, none of you will be hanged. I promise you this."

Fudge's face darkened visibly when he heard this. He felt that Dumbledore was trying to pressure him and didn't take him, the Minister of Magic, seriously at all.

He was very unhappy, but he didn't dare to say it in front of everyone present, and even quickly hid his emotions.

"It doesn't matter." However, Lola didn't seem to appreciate it and said softly, "Whether it's being hanged or exiled to Azkaban, I have nothing to fear. But I beg you to protect my other compatriots."

"Of course, I will protect them." Dumbledore said in a calm tone and with a gentle look in his eyes, "But before that, I need to know the answers to a few questions."

"The Pollardgeras aren't dead. They're imprisoned in the basement of this building." Lola seemed to know what he was asking and spoke directly, "This is the result of the trial by all our compatriots."

"Trial?" Moody frowned and said coldly, "You are just a bunch of damn house-elves. Show yourselves!"

As a member of the Order of the Phoenix, Moody naturally hated the Death Eaters, the Pollardgeras. But they were wizards after all. How could they be judged by a group of servant house-elves? What qualifications, what rights, did they have to judge wizards?

This behavior made Moody feel that he, as a wizarding community, was offended, seriously offended.

"House-elves haven't been slaves to wizards since their birth." Lola looked directly at Moody, her eyes unwavering as she said, "This slave shackle is simply something you've imposed on us."

"Wrong ideas!" Moody said angrily, his face flushed. "You damned house-elf, everything you say is nonsense! As a servant, you dare to rebel against your master so brazenly. You should be sent to Azkaban!"

"Don't get excited, Moody." Dumbledore sighed and comforted him, "We have more important things to understand now. As for Mr. Lola's fate, I think it should be decided through a fair trial."

"A fair trial?" A voice suddenly rang out in the hall. "Judging by your wizarding laws? How can you call that fair?"

"Who?"

"who?"

The Aurors immediately became alert, their eyes scanning the surroundings. The sound seemed to come from all directions, and they couldn't find the source at all.

Boom.

A flash of lightning suddenly appeared and struck Moody and others with unstoppable force.

hum.

Without hesitation, Dumbledore waved his wand, drawing a semicircle in front of him. Suddenly, a translucent, fluorescent shield enveloped all the wizards present, centered on the area he had drawn.