I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 503 Plan Step

Dark clouds were gathering over London, looking as if they were about to condense into rain.

In the Downing Street bunker, the air fell silent.

Kingsley remained silent in the face of Mr. James Bond.

Anger flashed in his eyes.

Conspiracy - he had known it from the moment the Muggle opened fire.

They set traps and constantly provoked the Death Eaters just to wait for them to come to them.

And now—the conspiracy continues uninterrupted.

In the current situation, if the Ministry of Magic chooses to stand by and watch, the Death Eaters may break through here. In front of Westminster Abbey, they caught the Death Eaters off guard, and the next battle will be a tough one.

What do they do?

What about the Ministry of Magic?

The only choice is to clean up the mess for the Muggles and help them fight against the Death Eaters and other dark wizards.

A destroyed London and hundreds of thousands of casualties in the UK are definitely not what the Ministry of Magic wants to see.

Dumbledore would not allow it.

Neither would Rufus Scrimgeour.

"Okay..." Kingsley almost uttered the word through his teeth.

They were tricked by the Muggles, it would be strange for them to be happy.

After that, he turned around and left.

Downing Street was now under an anti-Apparition spell, so he had to leave first.

The senior government officials present did not stop him.

Mr. Bond, in particular, enjoyed seeing such an expression on the other person's face.

anger!

He should be angry!

But – what about Europe’s outrage?

Berlin, Paris, Rome, etc. - hundreds of thousands of people died, should the living be angry!

Irving is very accurate in one point.

Miss Granger's powerful presence on both sides made the Muggles very afraid.

Otherwise, there will only be an endless war between the two races. Now that Mr. Bond's plan can include the British Ministry of Magic, it is already a gesture of goodwill. Otherwise, all creatures waving magic wands will be enemies of Europe.

Mr. Harker looked at Kingsley leaving in surprise.

He really doesn't know anything.

It's a pity that the Prime Minister of a country is led by his subordinates.

There is nothing we can do about this.

Because he is the Prime Minister, he is also the most dangerous person in the whole of Britain. According to the methods of wizards, it is easy to pry open his head and search his memory. Indeed, if the whole plan is told to him, it will increase the risk.

"Ding Ding-"

Suddenly the phone on the Prime Minister's desk rang.

Bernard, the private secretary, immediately answered, "This is Downing Street."

"Oh - wait a moment."

After that, he handed the phone to the Prime Minister.

Mr. Hake was a little surprised. Who would come to see him at this time?

unless?

Something's wrong on the front line?

Heavy casualties?

Suddenly, Mr. Hake felt more afraid of this phone call.

However, as a reserved prime minister, he hesitated for two seconds before picking up the phone.

"I'm Jim Hack."

"Oh—it's you."

There was a familiar voice on the other end of the line. Mr. Harker had met him several months ago—many times.

The office soon fell silent again.

Only the Prime Minister occasionally heard words like "um", "this is it", "oh", "ok", etc.

If someone who was not aware of the position of the person present heard it, they would think that the person making the call was the Prime Minister.

Five minutes later.

Mr. Hake hung up the phone with a complicated expression.

Just now, Mr. M, who is from the Diogenes Club, holds a secret government position and is the planner, told him the whole thing in a simple manner.

This made him both happy and worried.

The good news is that, judging from the current situation, the plan is progressing smoothly, and almost all the situations that have arisen are within the government's contingency plan. The worry is that if the same arrangements are made for dealing with wizards in the future, it will greatly undermine the power of the prime minister.

As an ordinary person in the secular world, he had no means of defense against wizards. No matter how impregnable Downing Street was, it was not as safe as the Ministry of Magic. The Ministry of Magic could be infiltrated by Death Eaters, let alone Downing Street.

Since the Prime Minister occupies a high position, he naturally becomes the target of public criticism.

In order to ensure that some plans are foolproof, their implementation can only be done entirely by various departments, just like this time, and the prime minister will not interfere or direct them at all.

This is a rather dangerous signal, especially in a country like Britain where empiricism prevails. Once a precedent is set, the power of the prime minister will gradually be usurped by various departments, just as they once encroached on the power of the king.

Parliamentary representation may well be coming to an end.

"Okay, everyone," Mr. Harker finally broke the silence in the office after a moment of silence, his voice echoing in the empty room, "Since our plan is progressing steadily and has not deviated from the planned track, then everyone should return to their posts and continue our respective work."

Soon, many people in this small office began to leave.

As he finished speaking, others began to stand up and prepare to leave. Mr. Bond was the first to organize the documents, exchanged glances with several Aurors from the Ministry of Magic, and then walked out of the office. Then, the intelligence officers from the Joint Operations Command also left one after another, their footsteps echoing in the corridor, gradually fading away.

"Humphrey, please stay a moment." The Prime Minister suddenly raised his voice and stopped Sir Humphrey who was about to leave.

Sir Humphrey had already walked to the door. When he heard the Prime Minister's call, he was slightly startled, then turned around and sat back at his seat at the desk.

"Sir, what are you doing..." He pointed at his colleagues who had already left the door, "Why are you sending them away? What trouble did you encounter?"

Mr. Harker sighed softly, took off his glasses, slowly placed them on the table, and leaned back in his chair. "Okay, Humphrey."

He waved his hand. "It's not 'I' who is in trouble, but 'we' - don't you think we are too passive when facing this special group of wizards? Especially as Prime Minister!"

"Why do you think so?" he asked

"Is that so?" Mr. Harker asked, his tone carrying a hint of dissatisfaction and helplessness. In this regard, civil servants are far less sensitive than officials. "As the Prime Minister, I should be the one in control of the overall situation and making plans. However, when facing wizards, I find that I can only passively accept the arrangements and plans of my subordinates. They have their own system and rules, and I am often led by the nose."

"Oh..." Sir Humphrey nodded, with a greasy smile on his face, "Sir, this has to do with the traditional distribution of power and responsibilities.

We have always aimed to clarify the distinction between leadership responsibilities and administrative minutiae, allowing political leaders to engage in the heavy work and deep thinking that their position and responsibilities require by delegating management functions to those who are better qualified to handle these minutiae.”

"I know - it's a common method used by civil servants to suppress ministers. But this time it's real -" Mr. Harker waved his hand and slowly stood up and said, "If each department can make decisions on its own, then they will have a tendency to expand - do you know how much this operation will cost in total? We have no idea of ​​the plan in advance, how can we interfere? How can we hold power? The British representative system will collapse."

"Oh——" Sir Humphrey finally understood Mr. Harker's worries. He nodded slightly with a frown.

He realized that this problem was much more complicated than the Prime Minister had expected. Fighting against this special group of wizards not only involved the military and technical departments, but also the stability and balance of the entire government structure.

He thought more deeply and began to imagine the rise of those technical departments and the military in action, and the potential threat of this rise to the civil service system. As the leader of the civil service and the cabinet secretary, he realized that he was also in danger of being sidelined by his subordinates.

Dealing with wizards will certainly make MI5, MI6, the Security Department, the Protection Department, the London Metropolitan Police and other technical departments or the military bigger, which is bound to squeeze the current civil service system.

"This is indeed a serious issue, Prime Minister." Sir Humphrey's voice also became a little serious.

Mr. Harker nodded and looked at Sir Humphrey, hoping he could give some advice. "Do you have any solution?"

Sir Humphrey hesitated for a moment, then slowly said: "In the long run, if we can put the British Ministry of Magic under the direct control of the Cabinet, then this problem can be fundamentally solved."

"Humphrey!"

"Oh - I understand. It seems quite difficult at the moment." He spread his hands and shook his head helplessly, but then added half-jokingly: "Or, we can elect a wizard to be Prime Minister..."

Mr. Harker coughed a few times, apparently choking on the suggestion. "Oh - ahem - Humphrey, this is just a joke, right?" he tried to ease the awkward atmosphere.

Sir Humphrey nodded quickly and changed the subject with a smile.

But in fact, from the perspective of the civil service group, he did think deep down that it was not impossible to find a wizard as prime minister. After all, a wizard prime minister who knew nothing about the operation of the current government would be more easily manipulated and influenced by civil servants.

However, he also understood that this was just an unrealistic fantasy, and perhaps when the child, or the child's child, this fantasy would become reality.

"Well, sir, maybe we should show enough kindness and tolerance after this conflict with the wizarding world is over." Sir Humphrey said with a smile, "Then, we can consider inviting a wizard to join the government."

"Invite wizards to join the government?" Mr. Harker repeated in surprise. It was obvious that he had not considered such a possibility before.

"Yes, Prime Minister." Sir Humphrey nodded and continued to explain, "Invite a wizard who is on our side. I have learned that the struggle over bloodline in the wizarding world has been going on for thousands of years. The relationship between pure-blood wizards, half-blood wizards, and Muggle-born wizards - that is, wizards born from children of ordinary people like us - is complicated."

"You mean inviting a Muggle-born wizard to join the government or even the cabinet?" Mr. Harker began to show interest in the proposal.

"He has to be strong enough, but at the same time have no interest in power. It would be best if he is young enough and his parents are in London, so that we can better understand his background and character." Sir Humphrey raised the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly.

"Young enough?" Mr. Harker thought for a moment. Yes, young enough to let them draw.

"This matter needs to be arranged as soon as possible."

"Of course." Sir Humphrey slowly stood up, nodded to the Prime Minister, and then left the office.

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On the other side, after receiving Kingsley's news, the Ministry of Magic urgently dispatched several Aurors to Downing Street.

Theseus Scamander also brought the Goldstein sisters with him and ambushed near Downing Street.

I don’t know if it was a coincidence or the wizard did it on purpose.

The Golden Hall, where the Ministry of Magic is located, is actually located deep beneath Whitehall.