Ern Poullan waved his wand, conjured some ropes from the tip of the wand, tied up the five people tightly, and stopped the bleeding of the man whose chest was torn by Tom. Only then did Harry turn around.
God came to his senses and realized that someone seemed to be attacking him just now.
Hermione walked forward and took off the hoods on the heads of the five people. When they saw the faces of these people, several people present were shocked: among the five people, only the one who cast the killing curse was a normal white man.
The faces of the other four people all had dense scales, and fangs protruding from their lips.
Tom thought of the claws of the two people. Without saying a word, he tore open their robes and found that their upper bodies were also covered with scales, which spread all the way to their crotches. There were signs of continued growth. The hands of the four of them also turned into
The claws looked particularly disgusting. But maybe because they were newly grown, these scales did not have a very good protective effect. Tom's punch broke several scales, and now there is black blood coming from the wounds.
flow out.
"This is..." Harry's expression froze. He didn't know why he provoked such a group of monsters.
[Successfully captured the man corrupted by demonic energy x 4, rewarded with 400 magic stones]
This sentence popped up in Tom's system, and at the same time, the reward had arrived.
"Demon energy?" Tom saw a brand new term. He took a look at the strange appearance of the four people and was convinced that the so-called erosion by demonic energy was not a good phenomenon.
"Get out of the car first," Tom glanced at the direction of the car door, "If I'm expecting it right, people from the Ministry of Magic are already in place."
"Ministry of Magic?" Harry trembled when he heard the word, "No, Yodel, I can't see people from the Ministry of Magic - I will be expelled, I am tonight -"
"You will not be expelled or punished in any form," Tom patted him on the shoulder, "Now the people in the Ministry of Magic are asking for help from you, so don't worry."
Tom's words could not dispel Harry's doubts, but he had no choice: he couldn't knock Tom unconscious with one punch and run away, right? He couldn't beat him either! Just three times, five divided by two, Tom eliminated the three attackers.
It's still lingering in his mind.
Harry could only carry the suitcase numbly and walk off the Knight's Bus. In front of him was the dark entrance to the Leaky Cauldron. Before he could turn around, a hand fell on his shoulder.
"My Harry, you're here!" Harry turned his head and saw Cornelius Fudge, the Minister of Magic, standing beside him in a pinstriped robe, with an indelible look of exhaustion on his face.
"Not only him, but also several uninvited guests." Ern threw the five people out of the car.
When Fudge saw them, he was stunned for a moment. When he saw the scales on the faces of those people clearly, he showed an expression of half shock and half disgust. But when he saw the white man, these expressions turned into joy.
He snapped his fingers, and several Ministry of Magic employees walked out immediately behind him. Tom recognized the leader as Auror Lux from the Ministry of Magic, and the rest were Strikers from the Ministry of Magic. Strikers from the Ministry of Magic.
It is a subordinate department under the Department of Magical Law Enforcement of the Ministry of Magic and is responsible for general law enforcement.
Delis rolled up the sleeve of the man's right arm and saw a black cross tattoo on his shoulder. The cross was formed by two interlaced wands. There was also a skull painted on the top of the cross, with two small ×'s on the top of the skull.
"The Purifier!" Fudge beamed with joy, "It turns out that guy is mixed with the Purifiers, no wonder it's so hard to catch!"
The term "Scavengers?" was a bit unfamiliar to everyone else present. Seeing that they didn't understand, Fudge patiently explained this unknown group to them.
Scourers are a group of wizard mercenaries from different countries that existed in American history. They were born in the Age of Discovery and were some of the most brutal wizards involved in that turbulent era.
They started out as bounty hunters, and then gradually turned into wizard hunters. They colluded with No-Majs (Note 1) to capture wizards, and then sold them to the Puritans for wizard trials. Every purifier had wizards' possessions in their hands.
Blood.
After the establishment of the Magical Congress of the United States of America, some Purifiers formed families with No-Majs and managed to escape punishment. Their descendants have had a profound impact on the relationship between wizards and No-Majs for hundreds of years.
Their philosophy has also been passed down through their blood: magic is real, and wizards should be eliminated once they are discovered.
Fudge was not interested in these American lunatics. He only knew that catching a Purifier and four monsters would solve his urgent need.
"Good job!" He patted Tom's shoulder hard, "I remember you, you are a third-year student in Ravenclaw - you were attacked by a monster last year and lay in bed for almost a whole school year, and you are still able to function normally.
You are a top student who passed the final exam! If you come to work at the Ministry of Magic in the future, you will definitely shine!"
Delis also supported him, "He can definitely become an Auror."
Fudge laughed happily after hearing this. After laughing, he said that he must help Tom apply for a medal. Of course, whether the application can be approved is another matter.
It has to be said that Fudge, as a political creature, has a lot of skill points in terms of affinity, and his words and deeds are like a breath of fresh air.
After chatting with Tom for a few words, he slapped his head and said, "Ah! I forgot about the business. Harry, come here. I have something to say to you. Tom, you go about your business first - Deluxe, take a look at this."
A few guys."
He smiled kindly at Tom, then put his arm around Harry's shoulders and pushed him into the Leaky Cauldron.
After Fudge and Delis walked away, Hermione happily held Tom's hand.
"That's the Minister of Magic!" Hermione was very excited. She had a good impression of Fudge. In her opinion, the Minister of Magic and the British Prime Minister were on the same level. Tom had just been commended by someone at the Prime Minister's level.
Tom, however, lacks interest. Is it worth showing off after being exaggerated by someone like Fudge? Even if he can get the Order of Merlin, what's the use?
He took Hermione's hand and walked into the Leaky Cauldron together.
A hunchbacked man with a wrinkled face and no teeth appeared in front of Tom with a lantern in his hand. He was also called Tom, the owner of the Leaky Cauldron and Hannah Abbott's uncle.
"Hello, I want two private rooms. I will stay until September 1st."
"Okay, you're lucky. There are only two private rooms left and no one has booked them."
Old Tom led the two of them forward along the narrow passage, and met Fudge who was walking briskly. He had already taken off his pinstriped robe.
Seeing the two Toms, Fudge laughed again and asked for a room with Old Tom.
After Fudge walked away, he could only shake his head regretfully at Tom: "Now there is only one room in the house."