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Chapter 1145 Connelly's Nightmare

Chapter 1145 Connelly’s Nightmare

Cornelius Fudge is having a long, long nightmare.

In his dream, he received a yelling letter from Dumbledore on his bed.

Of course, Fudge soon discovered that the howling letter was not a bad thing. The red letter allowed him to see the opportunity to become the greatest Minister of Magic in the history of the wizarding world. Without hesitation for too long, he and Scrimgeour summoned the Aurors, Hao

A mighty rush to the distant forests of Armenia.

On the way to Armenia, the British Ministry of Magic was like a torch in the dark night, constantly attracting other ministries of magic to join.

Until here, the dream is still full of hope and happiness.

When did it start to go wrong?

Maybe it was the scene of werewolves struggling in the water prison, or maybe it was Lockhart's annoying smiling face. Of course, none of these were more terrifying than the news that the Ministry of Magic was attacked, or the speculation about the identities of those dark wizards.

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Logically speaking, you should wake up from the nightmare at this time... But in the middle of the dream, it seems to be getting better?

Under his persuasion, the Fairy Queen of Gringotts decided to violate her ancestral precepts and stand unequivocally on the side of the magical government against dark wizards.

The Goblin of Gringotts finally succumbed to reality and began to obey orders and serve the Ministry of Magic. This was obviously a more landmark event than the large-scale annihilation of werewolves. He walked through the vault of the Gringotts Wizarding Bank and even began to think about what if the Goblin

It was proposed that a life-size golden statue should be cast for him. How should he respond so as not to hurt the goblin's feelings, but also to express the image of a great Minister of Magic? Then...

The nightmare finally tore off its disguise completely, revealing its sharp fangs and pounced on like a man-eating beast!

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Istanbul, Turkish Ministry of Magic Hall.

Cornelius Fudge stood in the rubble-like corridor, staring blankly into the air.

After a while, he had to accept the reality. The green "Magic Mark" represented only one thing, and that was the terror that lingered over the British wizarding world more than ten years ago. Voldemort and his Death Eaters would appear after every crime.

The evil magic performed on the spot - the Dark Mark.

"That man...has he really come back? Mr. Fudge?"

Emilia Bones's voice was trembling slightly, as if she was in the snowy forest in winter.

"I - I don't know - uh - I mean, the Dark Mark is You-Know-Who's symbol - but it's not You-Know-Who -"

Cornelius Fudge spoke vaguely, looking around as if expecting someone to tell him what to do.

"I mean... after the mysterious man disappeared, there were still Death Eaters who would use it - in short - I suggest that it is best to find out the situation first. It may be too early to make a rash conclusion now -

Even if a war breaks out, we have to know who it is, right?"

He added in a voice that was almost whimpering, looking at the remains of the walls on the floor around him, looking extremely nervous.

Around the Aurors of the British Ministry of Magic, magical government officials from most of Europe gathered.

There is no doubt that everyone present now knows what the "Dark Mark" means. Cornelius Fudge wanted to loudly order all Aurors to stop answering the foreign wizards' increasingly sharp questions to avoid spreading panic, but he

Now it seems that it is difficult to protect oneself...

Not far away, Atif, the director of the Auror Office of the Turkish Ministry of Magic, walked over with a gloomy look.

Behind the other party, there are the Minister of Magic of Turkey, the Director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation, the Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement...

Dozens of wizards came closer with some kind of suppressed anger that was almost visible to the naked eye, and from time to time there were sounds of wizards appearing around them.

Even though some of them were still wearing pajamas and slippers, which looked quite ridiculous, Cornelius Fudge couldn't find any room to laugh now. He knew very well what topic would happen next.

And every one of them is a nightmare that he doesn't want to admit.

"It seemed like there was nothing more to say. Voldemort and his henchmen raided the Turkish Ministry of Magic - war broke out!"

There seemed to be a fire hidden in the Turkish Minister of Magic's throat, and he said in a roaring tone, "I heard that Dumbledore once issued a warning. He must know something - oh no - you British must know something in advance -

—I want information to be shared—Mr. Cornelius Fudge, you—you, the British wizarding community, must tell us clearly what happened to that bastard called Lord Voldemort?"

"We don't call it that... You-Know-Who, oh my god, well, I want to figure out what's going on too!"

Cornelius Fudge shook uncomfortably, waved his right hand angrily, and answered breathlessly.

"But - here - I - we still have to -"

"After the dark wizards who broke into the Ministry of Magic of various countries are completely expelled, the number of casualties is counted, and the information is compiled, we will sit down and talk about this matter."

Amelia Bones' monocle reflected a ray of light, and she said in a cold voice, like a blade cutting in.

"I hope you still remember your previous promise. The Turkish Ministry of Magic is by no means the only government that was hurt tonight. Although we still don't know the purpose of those dark wizards, it is impossible for them to launch such a horrific attack just to attack

Magical Government Demonstration - Our top priority now is to restore the functioning of the magical governments of various countries and rekindle the Floo Network, rather than blaming each other here."

"Casualties—what casualties?!"

Atif, the director of the Turkish Auror Office, turned around suddenly and stared at Bones with wide eyes.

"The Dark Mark, this is not a mark like Grindelwald's to promote his ideals. It is scary for a reason——"

Ms. Bones looked calm, standing next to Cornelius Fudge and looking around, then she raised her finger and pointed at the Dark Mark above.

The bright green pattern of a skull and a snake is still hanging in the air, and some Aurors from the Turkish Ministry of Magic are using various magic to try to eliminate it.

"Whenever a Death Eater or Voldemort kills someone, they leave the Dark Mark on the body or on the house. Think about it, when you come home from get off work one day and find the Dark Mark floating over your house. ..." Bones pursed his lips tightly, as if remembering some bad memory.

"So, those guys would leave this mark after killing people who disagree with their ideals?"

"Inconsistent ideas? Oh, no, no, no -"

At this moment, Cornelius Fudge shook his head and corrected him in a solemn tone.

"Mysterious people and Death Eaters don't have many warnings before they kill people. Many of them are dangerous people who enjoy killing and torturing people. I have tried many Death Eaters in the past. They brutally kill a person, more often than not because of

The other person has Muggle blood or likes Muggles."

He looked at Ms. Bones, then at the Dark Mark and the surrounding environment, and his voice became more serious and terrifying.

"The Dark Mark must be accompanied by corpses. If there are no dead people, it means they are preparing to commit murder."

"Okay, I finally understand. It seems that we are being targeted by a group of lunatics."

Atif raised his eyebrows, glanced at the mark in the sky with a gloomy look, then turned around and gave instructions to the two wizards behind him.

"Bodak, Laev... search each floor one by one, as well as the streets around the Ministry of Magic, to see if there are any unfortunate victims. You two will temporarily leave the team and stay in the Ministry of Magic to count the number of people. No matter what method you use, tomorrow

Contact everyone at the Ministry of Magic within a few seconds."

"The Ministry of Magic will be in charge of you, Minister. We should follow our previous plan and set off again after gathering at Gringotts——"

All the Aurors nodded solemnly and apparated away from the hall of the Turkish Ministry of Magic.

The Turkish Ministry of Magic is only the second magical government they have captured tonight.

Compared with the Armenian side, it is obviously more tragic and chaotic here, which undoubtedly aggravates the worries of many wizards...

After all, judging from the information currently available, the closer the wizarding world is to the British wizarding world, the more likely it is that more Death Eaters will gather. No encounter is not necessarily a good thing, because then they will be killed during the day tomorrow.

The situation of public opinion will only become more difficult.

Fortunately, compared to the British wizarding community, other magical governments are now in a slightly more relaxed mood.

Even if Voldemort and the Death Eaters come back, the British wizarding community will be the first to bear the brunt.

And Cornelius Fudge is obviously aware of this. According to the power displayed by the "Death Eaters" today, if Voldemort gathers his strength to "annihilate" the British Ministry of Magic, even if their current number of Aurors doubles,

It seems that there is still not enough to see.

Maybe... they have to start looking for more reinforcements...

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