This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Diverting your sight is a common method of the British Ministry of Magic. Although it is a bit self-deception, you still have to face the problems you should face.

Fuji sat back and said a name, "Peter, the Little Dwarf..."

The senior officials fell silent again.

If the unforgivable sinner was not rescued at the beginning in the hospital, the Ministry of Magic would not have to find another criminal to replace him in Azkaban.

Without a substitute, you will not be rescued again, and without a rescue, you will not have the attack from last night.

So in the final analysis, all the faults are actually made by the Ministry of Magic.

If the truth of the matter is revealed, all the current leadership teams will have to step down at the speed of light.

In order to keep the butt, the Ministry of Magic must conceal the truth.

There were three Death Eaters in total, two of whom were confirmed, and only one could be announced.

Fudge looked at Sclinger silently, "Rufus, how is the investigation in the gym? Find out who they have kidnapped?"

Sclinger shook his head, "Mr. Minister, we have not found any missing staff for the time being."

"That's it..." Fudge tapped the desktop with his finger, "Keep aware of the missing people in the country recently, especially those who have disappeared in the past two or three days."

The Death Eaters took great effort to kidnap people to the gym. Regardless of their purpose, the missing persons must be very important to them.

If he could find out who he was, he might be able to follow the clues to find their traces.

As for the explanation to the outside world...

There is no clue and no good countermeasures can be discussed, so I can only let someone take the lead and divert his sight.

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noon,

Vincent got up and went downstairs, and found that the eyes of his friends and adults looked at him were particularly strange.

"Are you guys?"

Fred and George smiled and took out a newspaper.

"Brother, did you make any ulterior motives with Fudge?"

Vincent was even more confused. He caught the newspaper in a daze, "Trade? What kind of transaction?"

George blinked at the newspaper in his hand, "Brother, don't pretend."

Fred reached out to the dynamic photo that occupied the entire page of the newspaper, "That's right, Fudge, the old fox, never makes a loss deal, you must have made shameful deals."

From being ungrateful to being shameless, Vincent was stunned for three consecutive times.

He picked up the newspaper with one hand.

This is the "Prophet Daily" published in the official name after the Ministry of Magic took over the Prophet Newspaper.

The photo that occupied the entire page was him, and he was quickly extinguishing the Li Fire in the magic projection.

"Hmm?"

The title of the article is "Death Eaters, if you have the habit, you will stand up and fight me one by one. I will fight you one by one! 》.

"Well……"

Vincent was stunned.

This taste is too rustic and familiar.

Rita was recruited?

Tiansha’s Ministry of Magic, who dares to touch his people? !

No, no, Rita still has the handle in her hands, she doesn't have the courage to betray her.

Vincent scanned the signature at the bottom of the article.

Maggie Weston?

It's okay if it's not Rita, it probably imitates writing style and attracts popularity.

When he patiently read the full report, his doubts became deeper than before.

“In recognition of Mr. Vincent Wayne’s heroic performance in his early hours last night against the Death Eaters, the Ministry of Magic will make an exception to award him a first-class medal to the Order of Sir Merlin…”

Don’t go through the cumbersome nomination and evaluation process and issue it directly to him?

Although the value of the Medal of the Sir Merlin is decreasing year by year, this is a first-class medal that can only be awarded if it makes great contributions in the field of magic or shows extraordinary courage.

He beat the Death Eaters and finally let them run away. Can they get it?

If something goes wrong, there will be a demon. The Ministry of Magic must be covering up something.

Vincent put down the newspaper, "Farke, he was plotted again!"

The friends stared at each other blankly, and the adults looked thoughtful.

The camp was attacked and the Dark Mark reappeared, and the British Ministry of Magic was facing unprecedented challenges.

If the country can still use the usual tough measures to suppress it, it will not be their turn to intervene abroad.

In this case, pushing a shield can indeed divert your sight, but in the final analysis it is just a helpless move to delay time.

Why delay time? It’s not because the Ministry of Magic led by Fauci is too incompetent and can’t even give a simple explanation.

If something happens, I don’t actively respond. Instead, I think about hiding it immediately and continuing to let these bastards in power. The British magic world will be over sooner or later.

The friends didn’t think too much, while the adults were all calm, which probably was the key to figure out the key.

"What should we eat for lunch?" Vincent returned the newspaper to the twins with some disapproval. "I'm hungry, I think I can eat a whole cow now."

I spent so much energy last night and my injuries had just recovered, so I really need to make up for it.

Everyone divided the work and cooperated, and the long dining table was quickly filled with hearty food.

After lunch, Sirius suggested going outside to see what was going on.

The traces of the camp's destruction have basically disappeared, but the smiles on people's faces have also disappeared.

Instead, worry and anxiety.

Although the Death Eaters failed to cause many casualties, they still brought deep fear.

The haze shrouded over the camp and in everyone's hearts.

"Mr. Wayne?"

Everyone stopped one after another, and Vincent looked back at the middle-aged witch behind him.

"Mr. Wayne, it's really you."

She walked up quickly, gently pulling his uninjured hand with tears in her eyes.

"Thank you, thank you for inspiring us, otherwise our family might have been buried in the fire."

The people around also recognized Vincent and walked forward with gratitude.

"Thank you, Mr. Wayne, for giving me the courage to survive."

"Thank you for driving away the Death Eaters. If it weren't for you, this place would probably turn into hell."

Vincent smiled sincerely, "I just did what I should do. Compared to the few words I said, those who spontaneously organized rescues are the real heroes."

"Yes, you are all heroes."

"Thank you for everything you did."

Everyone looked at the heartwarming scene in front of them and felt a little sour in their noses.

Sirius, whose tear glands are a little low, simply turned his back.

Lupin, who was standing next to him, handed him a handkerchief.

The original intention of spontaneously organizing rescue is to help others, and their efforts are not about getting anything in return. A simple thank you is enough.

Although the young men did not participate in the rescue, they each had a lot of feelings.

No matter how terrible the sudden attack of the Death Eaters is, there is no disaster that no one can lend a helping hand.

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