International students at Hogwarts

Chapter 298 Muggle Prime Minister
The surroundings gradually became quiet, only faint cries and wailing were left. Everyone walked to the edge of the woods and quietly watched the camp burn.

"So, who do you think organized this air raid?" Harry's voice broke the silence.

"The Malfoy family?" Ron recalled Lucius Malfoy's weird words in the Quidditch box before, "He told us to hurry up and enjoy ourselves, is he implying..."

"No, that sentence has another meaning." Lu Ren shook his head. He felt that the Malfoy family would not be able to engage in such a big fight. They might secretly communicate with Voldemort about the song, or have a bonfire with their former colleagues, but They absolutely don't have the guts to drive fighter jets to straf the wizard camp - if they are caught, they can't be fooled by coercion or the Imperius Curse, even if they are really innocent, they will be arranged to calm down The wrath of a hundred thousand wizards.

"Keep your mouth clean, Weasley." Malfoy's voice came from behind them.

Lu Ren and the others suddenly turned around, and saw Malfoy and his father standing under a tree diagonally behind them, looking extremely embarrassed: Draco Malfoy was only wearing pajamas, barefoot, The once smooth blond hair was messed up.And Lucius Malfoy's robe was half burned, and his hair was also singed. He leaned against the tree with his arms folded, looking disheveled.

"This matter has nothing to do with me." Lucius gave them a cold look, and left with Malfoy.

"Okay, let's go back to the tent first and see if there is anything left." Fred shivered from the cold wind. He wanted to go back to the ruins to try his luck and see if he could find something. clothing.

Everyone walked into the camp in silence. Along the way, they saw only pieces of ruins smoking green smoke, and most of the things were turned into scorched earth in the sea of ​​fire.

Suddenly, Lu Ren's footsteps stopped, he leaned over slightly, and picked up a half-melted magic wand. In his hand, the wand slowly turned into a very abstract panda doll, and then the panda doll trembled. After two blows, it cracked again with a bang.

Lu Ren sighed, and slowly put the prank wand back to its original place.He had just finished this when he heard a series of popping sounds, a dozen wizards appeared in front of them one by one, and the leader was Crouch, and Mr. Weasley was also in the team.

"Did you release that silver patron saint?" Crouch looked haggard, and there was an extra cane in his hand. Lu Ren could see that his fingers on the cane were trembling.He walked up to several people and said to Lu Ren.

"Yes, sir, that is my Patronus."

"Is that so?" Mr. Crouch stood there motionless after saying such a sentence, he was as silent as a statue.

It wasn't until there was a slight explosion from the wreckage of the plane in the distance that he came back to his senses.

"Oh, Muggles..."

He looked at Lu Ren and said, "Son, your performance today is a manifestation of courage. I heard that you are a Gryffindor, and you have not dishonored your school. You have done a good job." He patted Lu Ren's shoulder, leading the wizards under him, turned and walked towards the wreckage of the plane.

The flames on the wreckage have been extinguished, leaving only plumes of black smoke and a pungent smell.The porthole was also burned away, leaving only a black frame, through which a carbonized dead man could be seen sitting in the cockpit.However, the attention of the employees of the Ministry of Magic, including Crouch, did not seem to be on the dead man. They all stared at a sign on the tail and wing of the aircraft: a skeleton that spit out a python.

"Mysterious man..." There was a whisper around him.

"It's the remnants of the mysterious people." Crouch corrected them, "I hate these dirty rats the most. This group of people who play black magic should be completely wiped out!"

"I need to contact the Muggle Prime Minister immediately—yes, I know it's early morning." He directed to Kingsley next to him. "The most urgent thing is to rescue the wounded and count the number of casualties. One more thing, that kid shot down An airplane is a great achievement, you must put the commendation and rewards in place..."

Crouch issued orders one by one in an orderly manner, which revived the personnel in the Ministry and restored the normal operation of the Ministry of Magic.

……

The Prime Minister sat in his study with an unhappy expression on his face.Indeed, no one feels much better after being woken up at three o'clock in the morning.There is a cup of black coffee on his desk, which is his magic weapon against drowsiness.A few minutes earlier, he had been awakened by a coughing sound from a painting in the room of a small, frog-like man in a long silver wig.

He was told that the British Minister for Magic would be in his study in a quarter of an hour.So he could only cheer up and wait for the arrival of that minister colleague.

Memories flooded his mind, and he would never forget his first night as Prime Minister.That day, he stood alone in the prime minister's office in Downing Street, savoring the joy of success.His position was purely accidental. The great former prime minister led the party, and the minority party counterattacked to become the ruling party. Coupled with his mature methods, all the ministers were string dolls in his palm. Minister They can only be trembling, walking on thin ice, even if they are just called to the prime minister's office, they will break out in a cold sweat.And the chief cabinet secretary who partnered with him is even the big devil who has served the queen since the war!Fortunately, in the end, the two of them died together, dragging each other out of power. He was recognized by most people in the party because of his smooth stance, plus a little trick - his secretary helped him get two a competitor's grip.And so, this mediocre, easy-to-manipulate good old man became the new prime minister of the empire.

However, when he discovered that the painting on his wall could speak, he felt that his forbearance and hard work for so many years were like a clown's performance.He once thought that the long-term election campaign and the pressure of the election had caused him to be a little mentally disturbed, and he was terrified—how can a person with mental problems be the prime minister!

But what was even more outrageous was at the back. Later, another person who claimed to be a wizard jumped out of the fireplace and shook hands with him. At that time, he was completely at a loss and could only observe the opposite side without saying a word.Fortunately, after his observation, he found that the minister named Fudge was astonishingly stupid-such a guy, even if he was a minister, he was not qualified. A person like him would not be able to survive in the cabinet for a month. Get kicked out.

This reassured him a lot.

(End of this chapter)