Scrimgeour followed Albert's line of sight. It was completely white outside the glass window, and he couldn't see anything.
However, not long after, two men dressed as Muggles opened the door and walked into the coffee shop. They caught a glimpse of Scrimgeour, and there was a moment of astonishment on his expressionless face.
Who told Scrimgeour not to make any disguise?
The Aurors who were protecting the surroundings reacted quickly, and without giving the two of them any chance, they took out their wands and knocked them down.
As expected, they were Death Eater spies. They heard that Scrimgeour might have a private meeting with someone here, so they secretly came over to inquire about the situation.
As for where the news came from, it was naturally released by Scrimgeour himself.
Otherwise, why would he go to such trouble?
Since they are just two bastards, even if they use veritaserum, they won't be able to pry out much useful information.
"I think it was just an accident."
"I don't think so."
Albert glanced at Scrimgeour and said, "The group of Death Eaters you are waiting for are probably still waiting for news outside."
"Well, I hope they can rush in directly. That can save me a lot of trouble." After Scrimgeour knew that he had been seen through by the other party, he was too lazy to pretend anymore.
"Do you think I should use the Imperius Curse to control them to spread false news?"
In fact, he also knew that he probably couldn't hide it from Albert, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that the other party was not angry.
With Albert here, Scrimgeour didn't worry that Voldemort would show up and kill him.
"That's a good idea."
Albert looked at Scrimgeour with a strange expression, a little surprised that the other party would do this.
However, he didn't mind Scrimgeour using himself to increase the confidence of the Aurors and use it to fight against the evil Death Eaters.
"You actually agreed." Scrimgeour was a little surprised.
"As if you wouldn't do that if I didn't agree." Albert curled his lips.
"This opportunity is rare. The situation is very bad right now. I need to help everyone regain their confidence."
After a while, the two Pathfinders were controlled by Scrimgeour using the Imperius Curse. He asked them to tell the other Death Eaters the good news that he was here.
"I suddenly understand why Death Eaters like to use the Imperius Curse." Scrimgeour said to Albert with a self-deprecating smile.
"It's not hard to imagine."
Albert looked at the two people disappearing into the white mist and said softly, "If the Ministry of Magic is unscrupulous, it will obviously be more dangerous than the Death Eaters, but I still think we should make good use of those black magic. If you use this thing too much,
, it is easy for people’s thoughts to become radical.”
"It doesn't matter. Anyway, according to your prophecy, I may not be alive for a few days. What do I care about these things?" Scrimgeour said nonchalantly. He just wanted to attack Voldemort and the Death Eaters without sparing any effort.
"As long as you are happy."
Albert could see that Scrimgeour was almost driven crazy by the cruel reality. Now Scrimgeour was so ruthless that he even dared to use himself as bait.
Of course, it also has something to do with Albert being here.
The two of them had just left for a while when people came, and there were more than a dozen people in total, each of them came towards the coffee shop with murderous intent. The leading Death Eaters even blew up the coffee shop, probably because they wanted to kill everyone.
Solve the problem before you react.
"Oh, MacNeill, what a surprise." Scrimgeour recognized the name of the leading Death Eater.
"Yes, Minister, it's really surprising." McNeil licked his lips and said, "Please come with us, the Dark Lord wants to see you."
"I'm afraid not."
Scrimgeour took out his wand and said calmly.
"It's not up to you."
McNeil gestured to several people around him.
When the murderous dark wizards surrounded Scrimgeour and tried to subdue him, the well-prepared Aurors appeared out of thin air and directly attacked the group of dark wizards.
That's right, no one expected that the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic would attack them in such a despicable and shameless manner.
Most of the dark wizards were knocked down directly. The others realized that something was wrong and wanted to escape. Aurors also surrounded them from behind, blocking their escape route.
"It seems that your plan was successful." Albert glanced at the arms in his hands and said, "But is it really okay for you to deliberately let those two people run away?"
"Someone has to pass the news back." Scrimgeour said happily. "I believe that if they want to catch my attention in the future, they will have to think more carefully about whether it is a trap."
Yes, this is Scrimgeour's purpose.
Those Death Eaters must understand that Rufus Scrimgeour, the current Minister of Magic, is not someone to be trifled with.
"I don't think You-Know-Who cares about this kind of thing." Albert reminded kindly, "Except for Dumbledore, You-Know-Who is afraid of nothing."
"And you?"
"I don't have the qualifications."
"Of course you do," Scrimgeour said affirmatively.
Albert smiled and didn't worry about this kind of thing.
"In the past, you always said that Dumbledore protected us. At that time, I was still a little unconvinced. Now..." Scrimgeour's tone was full of bitterness. It was only after Dumbledore died that he really
Be aware of your difficult situation.
"It makes no sense to say this now." Albert waved his wand, refilled a cup of coffee for himself, picked up a spoon and stirred it slowly, and said in a self-deprecating tone, "The only lesson humans have learned from history is that humans cannot learn
Any lessons learned.”
"I'm very unwilling."
"It's useless for you to complain to me. You should blame Dumbledore. However, the Ministry of Magic is not qualified to do so." Albert took a sip and said calmly: "He doesn't want to believe that you actually
It’s also normal.”
"Can Harry Potter really solve the mystery man and end the Second Wizarding War?" Scrimgeour suddenly asked what everyone wanted to know.
"Don't you already have the answer yourself?" Albert asked.
"I would rather know the outcome of your prediction." Scrimgeour said seriously.
He was more willing to trust Albert than Dumbledore.
"Harry, he is just a poor person, an Avenger who was pushed to this point by the prophecy." Albert did not answer directly, but suddenly said some inexplicable words.
"Of course, Harry is undoubtedly lucky. He always saves the day like the protagonist in the novel. Everyone is willing to believe that he will defeat the Dark Lord like the legendary savior."
"You should know that these are not the things I want to ask." Scrimgeour stared at Albert, "You must know, you must have a way."
"You actually like to play riddles more than me, a prophet."
"I know you. It's hard for someone like you to imagine putting your hope on others." Scrimgeour said why he was so sure, "Moreover, you are so calm, as if you have everything under control."
."
"You are more confident than me." Albert understood.
Scrimgeour still wanted to help him.
"Unfortunately, there is not enough time." He said softly.
"Isn't there enough time?" Scrimgeour was stunned for a moment, then murmured again.
For some reason, Scrimgeour suddenly felt a bitter taste in his mouth.
He understood what Albert meant, and Voldemort would never allow him to continue to get in the way.
"Could it be..."
"It's a pity." Albert interrupted.
It is not difficult to break into Gringotts quietly and destroy the Hufflepuff Gold Cup in the Lestrange family vault, but Albert cannot deal with the Horcrux fragment on Harry's forehead.
You can't just give Harry an Avada Kedavra and destroy the savior along with the Horcrux fragments, right?
Albert is not crazy and would not do such a stupid thing.
Even if he secretly told Harry the truth and asked him to die quickly, Albert still felt that things might get messed up.
Ants still live in vain, let alone humans.
It is not easy to convince Harry to die, but it is not difficult to kill him by force, but the sequelae will be serious.
Only by allowing Harry to voluntarily face death and be killed in the duel with Voldemort can he have the possibility of survival.
Therefore, the current optimal solution is to be prepared, wait for the final decisive battle, and completely eliminate Voldemort in one go.
"I want to see how Voldemort plans to make me die in the line of duty." Scrimgeour murmured.
He understands.
It's not that Albert doesn't help him, it's that he can't rush if he wants to completely eliminate the mysterious man, but the problem is that he doesn't have time.
"You actually still have a chance, and this may be your last chance." Albert took out a bottle of compound potion in front of Scrimgeour, "It depends on your final choice. Anyway,
The identity of Minister of Magic Rufus Scrimgeour must be fatal."
"I won't be a coward. However, we can catch them off guard." Scrimgeour picked up the compound potion and looked up at Albert, "It would be better if you are willing to help."
"I helped you." Albert pointed at the compound potion.
"If I fail in the end, Gadwin will bring some Aurors to help you." Scrimgeour nodded.
"Why don't you let them move closer to the Order of the Phoenix?" Albert asked: "I remember Kingsley is also an excellent Auror!"
"Because you are more reliable and more likely to lead everyone to victory." Scrimgeour had great confidence in Albert.
"Then let them get in touch with Percy. By the way, don't let Percy be exposed." After saying that, Albert got up and left.
"Is he still unwilling to help?"
Gadwin looked at Albert's leaving back and frowned slightly.
He is one of the few people who feels particularly stressed. If Scrimgeour were to die, his situation might not be much better.
"It's not that I don't want to, it's just that I'm running out of time." Scrimgeour laughed at himself, "That guy really sees things clearly than anyone else!"
"Time." Gadwin didn't understand.
"If anyone in the wizarding world can completely eliminate the mysterious man, I dare say it will definitely be that guy." Scrimgeour reached out and patted the old man on the shoulder and said, "If the situation really develops for the worst, move closer to him.
, I believe not everyone will bow down to the mysterious man."