"Arms dealers who don't sell arms to both sides of the war are failed arms dealers." Ryan joked and took the bracelet and looked at the number on it. "Fortunately, this was what we sold to the Ministry of Magic before the war broke out.
That batch of goods. Sometimes it is really difficult to avoid losing such mid- to low-level products to the enemy."
"This should be an elite team." Hermione said, looking at the pile of bracelets next to her. She took out six copper bracelets and one silver bracelet from these seven people, in addition to a lot of them.
Something similar to a smoke bomb or a refraction ring. If this group of people hadn't dispersed their forces at the beginning and hadn't expected that the broom would suddenly malfunction in mid-air, it would have been a struggle to deal with them.
"They are indeed elite." Ryan replied. "Moody told us before that there are very few Aurors who actually stay on the side of You-Know-Who, so there will be no more than five teams like today's in the London Ministry of Magic."
"A great victory, my lord." Rose Crystal raised her right hand and made a toast gesture. "When we go back, we must have a celebration banquet."
"No problem." Ryan said and put his hand on Rose Crystal's silky-soft hair. Rose Crystal gently rubbed her head against Ryan's palm. "What do you want to eat? Make a list for me when you get back."
, another group of working hobbits came to the Hobbit Restaurant in Riverdale City, and one of them was the winner of last year’s Bag End cooking competition.”
20 minutes later, all the trophies of interest were looted by Ryan and the others, not even the copper nut in the gap in the pocket of the clothes was spared. Watching the seven corpses with only clothes left were collected by the rose crystal.
Entering the Wanjie General Store, Ryan said: "Okay, the next step is to stuff these things back to the Ministry of Magic in London. We need to let them learn to be afraid and learn to stop the persecution of Muggles and wizards."
"Yes, it's time to start the next step. I really didn't expect them to dare to do this. I'm ready, let's go!" Hermione put away the sheepskin she had just been looking at from Delis.
Paper Roll stood up, and then he and Rose Crystal took one of Ryan's hands respectively. After a crisp explosion, they disappeared from the house.
"Pa," after a slight noise, Ryan and the three of them appeared in a small house with only dim yellow light. From the tattered furniture, incomplete floor tiles and stacks of
The abandoned documents all indicate that this is a utility room.
"Fortunately, they haven't changed the purpose of the utility room where we hid last time. Look at the dust here. I guess no one has come into this house for at least a year." Ryan looked at the dark space around him.
Said. "We need to discuss the next step. After all, there are only three of us."
"I can call all the sisters over." Rose Crystal raised her hand and said.
"No, no need." Ryan said, looking into the rose crystal's big purple eyes. "Our operation this time is mainly to intimidate and show our presence, so we don't need so many people."
The biggest difference between the world of wizards and the world of ordinary people is that wizards still respect strength. For example, the reason why Dumbledore is considered the greatest white wizard is not because he proposed a new use of dragon blood or Huo Huo.
Gwartz's principal, but because he defeated Grindelwald, the most powerful dark wizard in Europe at the time.
Therefore, Ryan, who wants to do something under the current situation, must show his power so as to attract like-minded people. This attack on the Ministry of Magic in London has the same purpose.
Of course, in order to prevent Dumbledore from stopping it for some reason. Before this operation, he only told Dumbledore that he would use Lucius Malfoy to lure the snake out of the hole for an ambush, but did not tell him that he would attack after the ambush.
Ministry of Magic.
"So where is the target of our main attack this time, Ryan? Do you know the information I just saw -" Hermione took out a current map of the Ministry of Magic from her arms and asked. "Although we have done this before
Plan, but it is prepared for a large-scale war. There are too many key points that need to be attacked in the plan, and the three of us cannot do it. We need to screen it."
"We will only attack here today." Ryan pointed to a red space on the first floor. Hermione stepped forward and found that this space was marked as the Muggle-born Registration Committee. "If you destroy this place, on the one hand, it will express a
Attitude. On the other hand, it is to destroy the information collected on Muggle-born wizards in order to facilitate the Muggle-born wizards in occupied areas to escape persecution. The most important thing is that no one working in this department can be said to be innocent.
, which can avoid accidental injuries to the greatest extent.”
"Good idea," Hermione and Rose Crystal nodded at the same time, then opened a small space door and took out magic items to arm themselves, the most common of which was a bottle filled with green liquid.
"It's all packed up, then let's get ready for action. Set a 30-minute time limit here." After everyone packed up, Ryan twisted the metal ring on a pen-sized fuse to set the time, and then connected it with a large box of
Weasley put together the fireworks. "Our operation must be completed within half an hour, otherwise it will be too easy to accidentally attack when there are more and more enemies."
After preparing the timing device, Ryan and the others cast a series of invisibility spells on themselves and walked out of the utility room. Their current location is outside the Department of Mysteries on the ninth floor, because they can only go where they have been by apparating.
place, and Ryan and the others are only familiar with the Department of Mysteries and the hall on the eighth floor. For what they want to do now, it is obvious that settling near the Department of Mysteries is more suitable than a crowded hall.
There were very few people on this floor, but it was not completely absent. Soon they got on an elevator going to the hall, and then followed a group of wizards in black robes to get on another elevator and go straight there.
First floor.
After the golden fence door was opened, Ryan found that in front of them was a thickly carpeted corridor. On both sides of the corridor were bright wooden doors one after another. On each door was a small sign with the name and name of the person in the room.
Position.
"The scale here is really quite large." Through the Phoenix Brand, Hermione's voice rang in Ryan's mind, "It seems that the current Ministry of Magic still attaches great importance to the Muggle-born Registration Committee, otherwise it would not let it go.
Come to this level."
"You're right, but this is good news for us." Ryan replied. "Maybe we can get some unexpected gains from this attack."
At this time, there were only three of them in the corridor, and it seemed very quiet. There were no busy sounds, voices, or hurried footsteps like those in general organizations. Fortunately, there was a purple-red carpet on the floor, so there was no sound of footsteps from Ryan and Hermione.
outgoing.
After turning a corner and walking for a while, the passage opened into a spacious area. A dozen witches and wizards sat in front of rows of small tables, which were similar to single desks in school.
All the wizards sitting behind the table waved and turned their wands in unison, and many square colored papers floated in the air like small dark green kites. Soon the pages of these papers were gathered and folded, and after being fixed with magic,
Stacked neatly next to each wizard.
"What is the threat of mudbloods to the peaceful pure-blood society?" Rose Crystal quietly flew to a table, and then told Ryan what she saw through the connection in her brain. Judging from the pictures she sent, Ryan discovered
These silver words were printed on a dark green cover, with a red rose being tightly strangled by a green grass with fangs and a fierce look underneath. In the center of the petals was a silly smiling face.
"What a stupid and outdated propaganda," Lane thought, "but that's probably the IQ of the people who read these magazines."
Opposite this small printing factory there is an oily mahogany door with a brass sign nailed on it. "Runcorn Albert, Director of the Muggle-born Registration Board."
"I know this guy." Hermione said through the Phoenix Brand. "Ginny once told me that this guy used to work for the Department of Magical Law Enforcement and was always known for being pure-blooded. Mr. Weasley had had several quarrels with him.
I didn’t expect him to be doing this now.”
"This is normal." Ryan replied in the same way. "The Ministry of Magic under the rule of the mysterious man has basically become a concentration camp of scum. If there are many affairs officers who are forced to serve, then all
The Administrative Officer can basically confirm that they are all scumbags who support the theory of pure blood and the rule of the mysterious man."