This Hogwarts is not normal

Scrimgeour's attitude was actually not bad; people in high positions always have a bit of airs.

It was a pity that he was unlucky and let the humble Dumbledore get there first.

The other party has clearly rejected me, so should I just go back in disgrace?

No, even if he was rejected, Scrimgeour had to know why.

"Alastor, let's talk some more!"

The door opened with a swish, and half of the wand was extended from inside, followed by Moody's hideous face covered with scars.

"Rufus, we have nothing to talk about."

Scrimgeour took a deep breath. "Alastor, you have to give me a reason. Have we disturbed your retirement plan? Or are you no longer the talented and dedicated Auror you once were?"

Moody's face instantly turned cold. "Rufus, the first lesson I ever taught you was not to let your emotions become your weakness."

He pointed his wand steadily at a scar on his forehead, "This is the price I paid for this."

If he had been easily provoked, he would not be alive today.

"Because of Dumbledore?" Scrimgeour looked directly into Moody's good eye.

"No matter what he said, the most important thing now is to find the Death Eaters as soon as possible. We can't be put in a passive position again and again."

Moody still had a cold expression on his face. "It has nothing to do with him."

Before the door could close, Scrimgeour put his foot in front of it.

"Alastor, I hope you can think about this seriously. You know better than anyone the harm that Death Eaters can do. If you let them go -"

"Stop kidding yourself, Rufus."

Moody moved closer to him, his magic eyes seeming to be able to read his true thoughts.

"The Dark Mark reappeared, Peter Pettigrew was rescued, and the Death Eaters attacked the camp. Don't you think all this is too much of a coincidence?"

Scrimgeour leaned back, not daring to look directly into the evil eye.

The Death Eaters had disappeared for more than ten years. Why did they reappear on the day of Peter Pettigrew's execution?

Was it because they didn't clean it up properly back then? Or was it because of that person who can't even be named...

Scrimgeour shook his head decisively, "Alastor, are you crazy? That man can't be alive!"

Moody looked away in disappointment. "Rufus, you were blinded by what? Power?"

He sneered, "Face the reality as soon as possible, before anything terrible happens."

Scrimgeour withdrew his foot from the door guiltily.

The British Ministry of Magic has concealed many secrets from the outside world, many of which are enough to endanger social security.

In 1991, an evil dark wizard possessed Quirrell in an attempt to find the Philosopher's Stone hidden in Hogwarts.

In 1992, an evil spirit took possession of the diary and used Lockhart to open the hidden Slytherin Chamber and release the Basilisk.

In 1993, Sirius Black, who escaped from prison, successfully overturned the verdict and it was revealed that the former hero Peter Pettigrew was the traitor who brutally killed 12 innocent Muggles.

In 1994, this year, Peter Pettigrew was taken away from the hospital before being executed, and August Rookwood, who was to carry out the execution in his place, was also taken away. The attack took place less than a month later.

There were signs that the British wizarding world was not at peace, but just one attack tore the false pretense of peace to pieces.

Scrimgeour's lip trembled, and he looked at the closed door in front of him in confusion.

As Moody said, he has actually been deceiving himself and he has been blinded by power.

But in the big melting pot of politics, the fate of being a maverick will be marginalization just like old Batty.

Scrimgeour was breathing heavily, as if he was having a fierce inner struggle.

After a moment, his eyes were like lightning in the dark night.

Although short, it is exceptionally bright.

He bowed deeply towards the closed door, then turned and walked away with a firm step.

Inside the house, Moody, who had been watching him with his magic eyes, raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

As long as we investigate in the direction of Voldemort, we will definitely get a lot of useful clues.

As for how many clues there are, it depends on how awake Scrimgeour is.

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8pm, Devon.

After being quiet for several days, Dartmoor Stadium became lively again.

The auditorium that could only accommodate 10 people was already full, and those wizards who had not bought tickets gathered outside as before.

The giant light screen of magic projection shines into the dark night sky, and a live interview with tonight's two participating teams is being broadcast inside.

A handsome man with blond hair and blue eyes appeared in front of the camera.

"Mr. Lamont, are you confident about tonight's game?"

Hector Lamont, the Seeker of the Scottish team, smiled confidently, "Of course. We have worked hard for four years to prepare. How could we stop at the quarterfinals?"

In the final four years ago, the England team fought with the Canada team for five days and five nights, and finally lost with a small margin of 240:270.

Lamont was just millimeters away from catching the Golden Snitch.

After the game, he blamed his father, "Shorty" Lamont, for not making his fingers grow longer.

Four years later, he became stronger, and his strong arm muscles were almost bursting through his clothes.

"I wish you good results tonight, Mr. Lamont."

"Thank you, I will definitely not let the fans down."

After the English team, it was the Luxembourg team's turn.

Although they are not a strong team in the traditional sense, they definitely did not make it to the quarterfinals by luck.

"The attack did not affect our normal performance."

"We will prove to the fans what we are capable of."

"The Scottish team is strong, but we are not weak either."

“The championship is our goal.”

"No matter what the result is, we can learn a lot from the game."

"Hector Lamont, my fingers should be longer than his."

"We will certainly give our best and winning is our only goal."

Seven players from the Luxembourg team were interviewed one after another, followed by advertising time.

The first is Wayne Enterprises, which is providing broadcasting services for this World Cup.

The moment the flying boots advertisement appeared, it immediately ignited the enthusiasm of the 23 wizards at the scene.

In the attacks a few days ago, everyone witnessed its powerful performance.

It’s a pity that the release date was still not announced at the end of the advertisement, but the release date was set for the next advertisement about the magic communicator.

December 12th, Christmas Eve.

Compared to portable mobile communication devices, wizards are obviously more interested in flying boots.

However, when they know the various powerful features of the magic communicator, they will definitely show greater enthusiasm.

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