The Soul of Hogwarts Across Worlds

Chapter 322 Downing Street

"But!" Piers Thicknesse wanted to retort.

But the old Barty Crouch reacted faster, he directly interrupted: "No, but, the most important thing now is to minimize the adverse effects of this matter, and cooperation with the Muggle government is the best solution."

"Okay." Pierce Thicknesses took a deep breath, and then continued: "Then who is going to explain the situation to the group of Muggles? The Ministry can't send any manpower, and the civil servants who can be sent out will respond to this matter." I don't understand anything."

"Humph!"

"Haven't you seen all those little wizards with your own eyes? Ask the professors at the school and let them recommend one, just deal with it casually!" Old Barty Crouch said angrily.

He was annoyed at the grinning Muggle official.This guy put on a slap face, looking at them as if he was looking at his subordinates.

If he didn't really need their assistance this time, he really wanted to cast a curse on that guy.

"Fine!"

The decision of the Ministry of Magic is still unknown to the outside world.

Melda and the others only knew that Mr. Arthur hadn't come home for a day and two nights.

Early in the morning of the third day, "Modern Wizards and Magic News" was like a bomb thrown into the bottom of the lake, instantly stirring up a thousand layers of huge waves.

The special report explains in detail what happened at Hogwarts from beginning to end, and even has a few accompanying pictures.

The gray sky seemed to be torn apart, and countless purple monsters came out, the scene was quite spectacular.

Such a picture hits the soul of every wizard who sees it.

This is no longer a scare, this is simply the end of the world.

From nine o'clock in the morning, when the newspaper was just published, to ten o'clock, just an hour later, countless owls flew towards the Ministry of Magic.

Those are yelling letters from parents of students, and letters of complaint.

The officer in charge of collecting the letters is said to have gone mad by now.

But none of this has anything to do with Melda. At noon, just after they had finished their lunch, Hermione appeared in the dwelling again. This time, she didn't even explain why she came, and directly grabbed his hand. Dobby activated the accompanying video, The next second they arrived at Hermione's house.

"My law"

Before Melda could react for a while, she was aimed at at least seven or eight black guns in the living room.

He raised his hands subconsciously, and then put them down after seeing his surroundings clearly.

Damn Hippy, I almost forgot I was a wizard.

"Hermione, this?" He looked puzzled.

The seven or eight strong men in front of him, each wearing sunglasses and wireless headsets, looked exactly like the agents in the movie. He even doubted that these guys were really MI[-]!

"MI[-]!" The leading agent put away the pistol after showing Melda an ID card that he didn't see clearly.

"Look at this, Professor McGonagall lent it to me this morning." Hermione beside Melda suddenly handed him a letter.

"I'll go, how could this kind of thing fall on a little wizard?"

Melda took the letter and read it quickly. The general content of the letter was that she hoped that Hermione could go to the official residence of the Muggle Prime Minister to explain the current situation to him.

It seemed quite normal, but the most abnormal thing was that this letter should not have appeared in the hands of a little wizard.

What about the professors?

What about the Ministry of Magic?

Save it!

What about the Ministry of Magic at LaModa?Everyone is dead?

Although he tried his best to complain, he couldn't change anything in the end, and he followed the group of agents into the car.

The convoy lost its way towards Downing Street.

Although the agents in the vehicle along the way were very calm, Melda could still notice that they would look at him and Hermione sideways from time to time, as if they cherished the giant panda.

And in this restrained atmosphere, the convoy finally drove into Downing Street and stopped in front of Number Ten.

Melda jumped out of the car, to be honest, although he had seen this place countless times in the news in his previous life, this was the first time he came here in person.A place that symbolizes the center of the highest political power in the UK.

Number [-] Downing Street.

The plain black wooden door is adorned with white Arabic numeral "10".Unlike Britain, France and other countries, where the presidential residence is magnificent, the British Prime Minister's residence seems a bit unpretentious.

After all, it is an imperial gift from the monarch. Although it is small in size, lacks maintenance for many years, and is built on swampy soil, the political meaning is not transferred by the building itself.

"Please come in!" The leading agent did not leave directly, but continued to lead Melda and Hermione towards the inside.

After walking down a grand stone staircase covered with portraits of previous prime ministers, they came to the second floor.

Unlike normal visits, the two of them walked straight into the prime minister's office on the right without waiting in the appointment office.

But what shocked Melda was that he saw a very familiar face in front of the prime minister's office.

"Hello!"

"I'm Bernard Woolley. The Prime Minister's Chief Private Secretary." A 'young man' who was looking at 40 years old said so.

???

After seeing the little angel.

Melda was directly confused. Although he had never paid attention to the British political scene, the world of Harry Potter was synchronized with the real world, and the head of government should be the same.

How did he suddenly become a character in "Yes! Prime Minister"?

Could it be some force majeure?
"The lady is Ms Dorothy Wainwright, Political Adviser to the Prime Minister."

"Hello!" Hermione nodded very politely towards the two 'big shots'.

Of course, Hou Melda was still in a daze at this time.

Until the voice that could no longer be received sounded from behind him. "Berner, what are you waiting for? The Prime Minister is already waiting."

Sir Humphrey Appleby
"Yes Sir Humphrey."

Bernard hurriedly opened the door of the prime minister's office after hearing the sound, and led the two young wizards and Sir Humphrey in.

"Oh!"

"Ok?"

Mr. Harker, who was sitting in the middle of a bench, got up enthusiastically to welcome the moment the door opened, but after seeing that Berner was followed by only two grades of teenage children, His face twisted for a while, and after he let out a strange cry, he forced a smile on his face.

"Hello Mr. Prime Minister." Hermione said
"Hello, Mr. Huck." Melda said, and then a sentence came to his mind: Jim Huck's Double-Faced Life
"Hello!" Mr. Harker said still with a smile, but his eyes had shifted to Humphrey, as if he was questioning him, why did two children come over?
Shouldn't it be an official of that ministry?

(End of this chapter)