Newspapers talk about those wizards living in such a harsh environment deep in the Arctic. How miserable are they living?
As the flames steamed, a polar bear was skewered on a shelf, making a sizzling sound of fat. A middle-aged witch tapped her wand lightly, and pieces of bear meat fell down and were piled on the plate.
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Another wizard carefully counted the seeds in the bag, picked out a few, and gently placed them on the ice. He didn't know what he was saying in his mouth. Soon, a ray of green slowly stretched out from the cracks in the ice and snow.
body.
It's like the breath of life underground in this pure day is spreading and growing vigorously in the endless ice.
Finally, the lettuces were picked one by one, and someone gently broke off these delicate vegetable leaves and put them on the plate.
Then serve it to the person next to you.
The bones and internal organs of the bear and the roots of lettuce were thrown into a cave dug deep in the ice. They exuded a putrid smell in the sun, and among this corruption, vines spread, and strangely, watermelons grew in the snow.
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Under the influence of the curse, these watermelons grew to a huge size, as big as domestic pigs. After peeling one open, waving the wand, and using the 'Happy Juice Curse' that was said to be invented by Anthony Weasley, the watermelons turned into watermelons in a short time.
Glasses of soothing juice were placed on the table.
Barbecue slices, lettuce, and a glass of juice are the food for these poor people.
Wizards know how to make fun out of hardships. At first, some people imitated the Eskimos and built ice caves. Later, I don’t know who was bored and built a house.
From then on, these wizards seemed to have found fun. Each house looked better than the last, and some even built a temple. Under the high vault, the statue of King Weasley looked very majestic.
This is the most important thing of the day for these extremely boring fanatics. After the prayer, a plate of barbecue, a plate of lettuce, and a glass of juice are served, and the only meal of the day begins.
There are even some wizards who are alchemists themselves, and combined with their powerful transformation skills, they have made some interesting wizard chess.
It's just too boring here and the nights are too long.
Soon after, the first pregnant woman appeared in this community of interesting igloos.
If a huge ship hadn't appeared on the sea level with chess pieces from the British Ministry of Magic hanging on it, perhaps the first Arctic person born in the Arctic would have been born here.
It's not that these people didn't want to leave this difficult environment. When the antlered white bears turned back into the familiar black wizards, they discovered that almost all of these wizards who could transform into bears were carrying wands.
A wizard with a wand and a wizard without a wand are two completely different things.
It's just that the hateful Scrimgeour is staring at them closely. If they leave here, they may be captured and sent to the even more terrifying Azkaban prison soon.
At least, it's much better than Azkaban.
"Those damn Aurors are here again!"
As the wizards watching the sea level roared, these dark wizards skillfully released counter-spells to destroy the igloo, turning the plates, seats, etc. back into ice and snow, covering the uneaten bear meat and watermelon.
Then he quickly put on the white wizard robe made of bearskin and disappeared into the vast white snow.
Boom~
The strangely huge sailboat's fire-dragon carvings easily tore through the ice, crushing all previous traces beneath the hull.
The wooden fire dragon stretched out its huge wings, danced slightly, bent back, and turned into a staircase between the deck and the ice.
Minister of Magic Fudge walked at the front, followed by Deputy Minister Umbridge, Director of the Office of Animagus Research and Training Anthony Weasley, Director of the Auror Office Scrimgeour and two Auror combat teams
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Accompanying him were Rita Skeeter, a special correspondent for "Today's Prophet" and a bearded photographer.
They will record this touching scene.
After half a year, the voice of folk wizards finally got the attention of the Ministry of Magic, and Weiss
Director Lai ran around and lobbied hard, and finally moved the Minister of Magic Fudge, and agreed to use the pardon privilege in his hands to let these poor wizards leave this white hell.
"No matter what you see later, make those damn dark wizards look pitiful."
Rita held a lady's cigarette in her mouth and looked around, but unfortunately it was completely white and she couldn't see anything at all.
"Ah?" The photographer was stunned for a moment, "How can they live well in such a terrible place? If you take any photo, they will look pitiful."
Rita slowly exhaled the smoke, put one hand under her chest to support the elbow of the hand pinching her eyes, shook her head slightly, and sneered, "That's true, but they are all
A wizard, and a terrible dark wizard at that, do you think you will really have a hard time?"
"Even if there is no way to return to the wizarding society, if they occasionally disapparate back to get something, such as the damn illegal bag for casting the Traceless Stretching Spell, they can even eat steak every day!"
Rita turned her head and glanced at the bearded photographer, "We are wizards, how can we live in such misery? Don't believe it just by saying it, show some professionalism as a media person."
The photographer shrugged, "Okay, that's what you said."
Fudge didn't need to look around for those dark wizards. An Auror had conjured a high platform for speeches on the ice. He walked up slowly, put his wand against his throat, "The voice is loud!"
Then, he began to describe how the magic department dealt with these escaped prisoners, and his voice drifted around under the influence of the spell. Fudge hoped that these people would cherish this opportunity and reform themselves.
Gradually, dark wizards wearing bearskin wizard robes came out one after another, staring blankly at the Minister of Magic on the podium and the big ship behind him.
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King Weasley stood in the corner and smiled at them.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Everyone was stunned. They did not cheer as Fudge imagined, but just stared at each other blankly, and some even sobbed softly.
"We obviously have a good life here, and we can continue to live here, and even build a village here, but I don't know why I can't help but want to cry when I know I can go back."
Amy Miller, the leader of the dark wizards, sighed with red eyes and gently patted the crying old witch on the shoulder, "Maybe we can't live without human society after all."
(The introduction of this dark wizard leader is in Chapters 482 and 507)
Amy glanced at a few dark wizards who turned out to be big white bears with antlers, and told them to be careful before appearing. This was a trick of the Ministry of Magic. Now that King Weasley was also present, she had to worry about what these people would do.
It will affect King Weasley's plans at the Ministry of Magic.
Yes, she firmly believed that the great King Weasley must have had his own motives for becoming an Auror.
At the same time, several people who were promoted by her to organize everyone were also whispering to comfort everyone, "Don't call King Weasley's name, it's not appropriate at this time, be quiet!"
In this way, under the guidance of Aurors, the dark wizards walked to the side of the ship and took the wands that had been taken away from King Weasley for being imprisoned.
Silently, they walked one by one into the cabin of the big ship.
"Damn it, why do they all look rosy!" Rita controlled the quill to record these "poor people" who were eating snow on this desolate land, with split lips, and even became inhuman and ghostly due to lack of nutrition.
Case.
She directed the photographer to take a picture of their backs, "Did you see that old witch who was crying and shaking? Take a picture of her back. Oh, this is a good angle. She finally looks a little pitiful."
In this way, in silence, the journey of "taking the poor man home" ended.
Fudge was very satisfied with the majestic appearance captured by the photographer. With a wave of his hand, the ship's wooden fire dragon sculpture suddenly flapped its wings and stirred up huge waves.
In an instant, the big ship jumped up from the sea and flew precariously into the clouds and mist in the sky.
Finally, they landed on the rooftop of the Ministry of Magic in London
After getting off the ship, with strange twists and turns, they appeared in the main hall on the eighth underground floor of the Ministry of Magic.
Here, all kinds of weird non-governmental organizations were waiting with chess pieces waving around. Looking at these people who had been rescued by the Ministry of Magic, they burst into crazy cries.
Sniff~
Dark wizards can't stand this. Even if they don't go to the North Pole, they are always used to hiding in the dark corners of the world.
Looking at the cowering "poor people", some leaders of civil organizations were even moved to tears.
"You're the best!" she cried, waving the flag desperately.
As a result, people of all kinds also shouted, and the voices gathered into a sea, and finally dispersed after Fudge's speech.
All this seemed like a silent farce. Anton watched all this silently. Look, this is the reason why he has never been able to integrate into the wizarding world.
It’s so fucking ****.
If it weren't for Fudge, he wouldn't have known how he could have turned a group of escaped dark wizards into employees of the Ministry of Magic so easily.
They even added the title of 'reforming and serving the wizarding world'. The position of Ministry of Magic staff was so secure that they didn't have to worry about anyone firing them.
Better than the average Ministry of Magic employee.
That’s outrageous!
Everyone was experiencing a carnival. After the carnival, no one paid attention to the "poor people" on the stage. Everyone in the audience went back to their homes and looked for their mothers.
A group of dark wizards stood at a loss in the hall of the Ministry of Magic, somewhat afraid of this place that they had never dared approach in the past.
"First of all, congratulations to you. Your charges have been cleared. Now you are a member of my office and officially an employee of the Ministry of Magic."
Anton stared at them. Some of them he didn't recognize, and some he had met in the past, such as the dark wizards who were going to hunt the giant mandrake, and the ones he turned into white bears with antlers.
Especially the leading Witch Hester and Wizard Keaton.
(See Chapter 472 for details)
These people declared their loyalty to him, voluntarily walked into the flames, turned into antlered white bears, and searched for themselves in the Arctic environment.
Anton didn't know when these people broke away from the state of giant white bears with antlers and became wizards again. He had been immersed in the field of magic research and didn't pay much attention to these people.
But at this moment, looking at the countless fanatical eyes looking at him, he had to say something.
"But don't think that if you are cleansed, you are not a dark wizard. Even because you have become employees of the Ministry of Magic, more eyes will be focused on you. Put away your dark wizard ways!"
Anton stared at these people, "I think I told some of you about my request."
"Yes, my king!" A long-legged lady with a great mind slowly walked out of the crowd, looking at Anton's figure with dazzling eyes. This person was the Hearst Witch. She bent down and saluted.
"I always remember, you said, bottom-line morality, respect for rules, and loyalty!"
"King Weasley!" A bald and muscular man came out. The huge bear hair wizard robe made him look like a mountain eagle. This man was the Keaton wizard, "We will always remember him!"
Then the leader who had been standing in the crowd, Black Widow Amy Miller, also walked out of the crowd, "I heard your request from the antlers and white bear wizard, and I have told it to every believer, and made it into a motto, every day
prayer."
Anton was stunned for a moment and prayed? What the hell?
Okay~
He actually couldn't understand that these people had become his followers because of Mao. He was actually more worried that he would be dragged down by these dark wizards who came from the dark side of the wizarding world, and he would be responsible for killing people and setting fires when they went out.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "I hope you remember what you said!"
Facing the zealous fanatics, Anton seemed a bit inhumane, but this made these dark wizards even more excited, and they expressed their loyalty one after another.
"You will have three days off to go
Deal with your own affairs. Three days later, still here, I will take you to our "Animagus Research and Training Office's location in Hogsmeade Village."
The crowd was in an uproar, Hogsmeade!
This place has always been a forbidden area for dark wizards. There are too many professors, students and officials from the Ministry of Magic. The most powerful wizards in the wizarding world are active there. No dark wizard dares to approach it.
"I hope you won't disappoint me." Anton gave them a deep look, "Go ahead, I've been in the North Pole for half a year. I have three days of vacation to do whatever I want. There must be family members I want to see and things I want to deal with.
matter.
Three days later, after finishing all this, it was time for school to start.
Yes, Anton still chose to be a student honestly, follow Professor Snape's advice, study hard, and lay a solid foundation.
From a distance, countless eyes looked at them quietly, some were thoughtful, some were eager to join Anton's office for a better position, some had malicious intentions, and some were waiting to watch the show.
Obviously, Fudge was behind all the bad reactions to a student from a magic school becoming the Director of the Ministry of Magic.
Anton felt the various "emotions" emanating from the distance, and then looked at these dark wizards exuding "pious" will in front of him, and he still couldn't feel satisfied.
Feeling "emotion" and "will" is the talent of a wizard as a master of soul-side spells. The effect is like the "Legitimate" spell targeting "thinking and memory".
Wizards, sometimes, really can no longer be considered human beings.
Almost like a god.
With the habitual thoughts running through his mind, Anton's stern face finally revealed a smile, and he encouraged, "Work hard and live a good life. You will no longer have to live on the edge of the world. Congratulations."
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo of of the wizard's robes and sliding down into the high collar of the wizard's robe and trembling.
Anton grinned, "Oh my god, what the hell!"
sigh!
Sometimes I really don’t understand these people...
"Let's go, let's go~"
So, every dark wizard stepped forward, bowed, and left slowly.
Seeing them being so solemn, Anton had to nod one by one. After all, these people can be regarded as his base.