The absolute authority in the French Ministry of Magic makes everyone who receives orders start to take action.
They either ordered or forced them to drive away all the Muggles around them, and then began to use the Oblivion Curse one by one.
The Aurors all came to the outermost edge of the square and began to cast Muggle expulsion spells, causing the fire trucks and police cars that had received the call to arrive and as soon as they entered the area, they began to forget that they were there in the middle of the night.
What on earth was going on here, and then drove away again.
At the scene of the giant pit, Voldemort raised his wand in front of all the remaining people in the French Ministry of Magic.
An unbearable aura emanated from his body, and the extremely powerful magic had exerted a unique influence on reality even without any spells or magic.
He held up the wand, waved it lightly and according to a certain pattern, and then recited the very ordinary repairing spell.
"Restored to the original condition."
Almost every wizard must master the magic spells for daily use, which have amazing effects!
The sand, stones, tables, chairs, benches, and fragments of various magic items in the ruins of the giant pit all floated in the air!
Then these fragments seemed to have their own consciousness and began to swim quickly, like tadpoles looking for their mother, quickly returning to the original intact position.
None of the employees or members of the French Ministry of Magic dared to blink, as if they were afraid of missing out. This is a magical miracle even in the wizarding world!
The Ministry of Magic was repaired very quickly. Such serious damage and ruins were completely restored to the Montmartre Square before it was destroyed in less than ten minutes!
The wizards present looked at the man again, their eyes full of awe and enthusiasm.
With a smile on his face, Voldemort stretched out the hand without his wand towards the entrance to the Ministry of Magic, which was no different from before tonight.
"Everyone, do you want to go in and take a look at your office? If there is anything missing, you can register it with the logistics department of the minister's office, and you will receive compensation of the same value."
He extended an invitation, but no one would refuse, and no one dared to refuse.
The French wizards returned to the Ministry of Magic, which was in ruins just before them. The place looked no different from before they left after get off work in the evening.
The ground was clean and tidy, and the surrounding decorations were splendid. In the middle of the main hall, the statue of "Mr. Great" still stood, as if the so-called ruins were just an illusion before their eyes.
They "visited" the Ministry of Magic and checked their offices during the day. Nothing had changed, not even a teacup or a page of information was missing.
It's just that dead things are still there, and it's obviously impossible to restore living things that have died.
The owls left at the Ministry of Magic suffered heavy casualties, as well as the two werewolves who were urgently imprisoned in the Werewolf Liaison Office. One was smashed to death, and the other died under Voldemort's death curse.
But no one really dared to go to the minister's office with these losses.
In the past, most wizards throughout Europe had heard of the reputation of the wizard who overturned the power of the British Ministry of Magic and was known as "Mr. Great".
But except for the wizards in the UK, few people have truly seen his power.
And now, all the Ministry of Magic employees present have seen it.
It is not certain that this kind of repair spell will never happen again, but it is definitely unprecedented!
No one knows the size of the French Ministry of Magic better than the employees and councilors who work there all day long.
This plan to destroy the Ministry of Magic, planned by Tony and seven others, not only did not damage Voldemort's prestige in the slightest, it even raised his prestige to a higher level.
The power of group unity is very strong, but this is the magic world, and the existence of magic greatly differentiates the differences between individuals.
After this gap reaches a certain level, one person's will can suppress the resistance of an entire group, not to mention that the Muggle wizards in France have never truly united from beginning to end, otherwise this would
Tony and the seven of them would not be the only ones involved in an operation.
After stabilizing the situation, in the minister's office, Voldemort's smile faded and he sat on the main seat with an expressionless expression.
Opposite him were Bella who was kneeling on the ground and Rabastan who was controlling the Auror headquarters.
"Why was the Ministry of Magic not protected during this period?"
His tone was calm, but Rabastan's whole body trembled unconsciously.
"Lord, Master, this is all my fault, but, the resistance within the French magical community is too fierce. I need to send more Aurors to collect their wands, so..."
"What I want to hear is not excuses."
Rabastan's body trembled even more violently.
"I admit my mistake, Master, and I am willing to accept any punishment from you."
Voldemort looked at him with emotionless eyes, crossed his fingers together, and made a rare movement.
"Do what you should do first, contact the Muggle Prime Minister of France and let him control Muggle public opinion without any risk of shaking the secrecy law, otherwise... you know the consequences."
As if he had been granted amnesty, Rabastan immediately got up from the ground and respectfully left the minister's office.
Only Bella is left here.
"Is there any more news from Dumbledore?" he asked coldly.
"The entire UK has lost their whereabouts. Combined with the recent trends in France, your previous judgment was correct, Master." Bella said with disgust, "They are coming to France!"
After hearing this, a smile appeared on Voldemort's face.
Bella, who was kneeling on the ground, looked at that handsome face with irrepressible obsession and admiration in her eyes.
"This is a good thing for us. All the enemies are gathered together. This is the most anticipated situation. Go back to England and inform Lucius and Barty and ask them to come with half of their people. Remember to send them in advance
The identities are all arranged.”
Bella lowered her head.
"I am going to do it, my master."
Afterwards, she also left the minister's office, leaving Voldemort alone in this luxurious room.
He no longer deliberately controlled his right hand. The fingers that were originally clasped together spread apart, and the hand holding the wand and using the repair spell couldn't stop trembling.
Suddenly, he grabbed a dagger from the table without hesitation, thrust it into the palm of his right hand, and nailed the entire palm to the table!
Scarlet blood spurts out!
"I remind you! Don't cause trouble for me when I'm doing things!"