Chapter 931 - 377: Death Eaters Raid Downing Street (Part 2)

Chapter 931: Chapter 377: Death Eaters Raid Downing Street (Part 2)

The two of them leaned together, their eyes fixed on the photographs, marveling in astonishment.

Especially a disheveled woman holding a piece of cardboard with her name on it, hysterically roaring at the camera.

She looked like a lunatic...

Bernard even wondered if he would have nightmares that night when he returned home...

"No matter how many times I see it, I am still amazed by these moving photographs," Mr. Mei Jie said with a sigh. "But...do you have any photos that look somewhat normal? I remember you have a rule about not exposing the Magic World in front of ordinary people, right?"

"That was my oversight." Sirius touched the table with his Magic Wand, and the photographs stopped moving.

"I will publish these photos," Mr. Mei Jie said earnestly.

He had to take it seriously, as it was related to his career and future. A slight mistake could be disastrous.

"I should remind you, Mr. Prime Minister—since these people appeared publicly, they have caused great destruction. The Brockdale Bridge—it was him who made it collapse, Mr. Prime Minister... They are completely violent criminals," Sirius said.

"Oh my god, those people being harmed were actually your problem, while I was forced to answer peculiar questions about equipment rusting, expansion joints decaying, and more!" The Prime Minister said angrily.

"This cannot be blamed on me, Mr. Prime Minister," Sirius said helplessly. "This is the evil of the Dark Wizards..."

"But you are the Minister of Magic! Not me!" Mr. Mei Jie said furiously. "Do you know how many queries I’ve endured from the monkeys in that zoo of the Lower House over the past week? You could never understand that awkward feeling... I’ve almost been driven crazy by a responsibility that clearly doesn’t belong to me!"

Every step Mr. Mei Jie took increased the anger in his heart. He discovered the cause of all those dreadful disasters, yet he couldn’t tell the public, which was extremely frustrating—if it were truly the government’s fault, it would be somewhat better.

"I suppose you’re going to tell me the storm in the west was also caused by him, right?" he asked again.

"There was no storm at all," Sirius said helplessly.

"What did you say?!" The Prime Minister shouted, unable to resist stomping his foot. "Trees were uprooted, roofs blown off, road signs bent, and many were injured or killed—you now tell me that there wasn’t a storm at all, but rather destruction caused by those Dark Wizards?!"

"That’s exactly the case." Sirius rubbed his eyes and said to Mr. Mei Jie, "Listen, Mr. Mei Jie, what I can do now is send a team of Aurors into your cabinet; these Wizards will be responsible for your security."

Mr. Mei Jie’s face stiffened.

"Of course, you can’t be blamed entirely." He softened his expression and said to Sirius, "After all, how could we predict where those Dark Wizards will start their destructive activities? And... I still hope your Ministry can swiftly capture these Dark Wizards, so as not to cause further damage, don’t you think?"

Sirius nodded and said, "Of course, things are not without progress... It’s just that recently the Ministry of Magic has been too busy, chasing down these Dark Wizards. We’ve also sent out several batches of Memory Erasure Officers to modify the memories of all the Muggles who witnessed the events. This is truly a vast project."

"Also." Sirius continued, "I have a few pieces of good news that I think I can share with you, Mr. Prime Minister—we learned that Voldemort attempted to recruit Dementors and Giants, but he was unsuccessful."

"Demen... Dementi what?" Mr. Mei Jie’s eyes clearly drew mosquito coil circles.

"Dementors are non-beings and dark creatures, considered the most loathsome things in the world," Sirius began explaining to Mr. Mei Jie what Dementors are: "These beings feed on people’s happiness, making those near them feel depressed and despair. They can also suck away people’s souls, leaving them in a zombie-like state, just an ’empty shell.’ Therefore, Dementors have also been referred to as ’soul-sucking devils.’"

"You actually let such dangerous things guard the prison?!" Mr. Mei Jie said in disbelief.

"Since the discovery of the island, it has been the Dementors’ paradise," Sirius explained to Mr. Mei Jie: "In 1718, Damocles Ror was elected as Minister of Magic. He insisted on choosing Azkaban as the Wizard Prison, believing that the Dementors on the island could serve as guards, saving time, cost, and effort—despite opposition, the plan was implemented."

"Due to almost no escapes or violations of the Secrecy Act, Azkaban has always played the role of the prison in the Magic World. It was from that time that Dementors have served as Azkaban’s guards, for the Ministry of Magic. Because of this, they can rely on feeding on the positive emotions of prisoners within the high walls."

"Then why didn’t they accept Voldemort’s recruitment?" Mr. Mei Jie asked in confusion, "I have reason to believe that such habits... Voldemort should offer a price that you righteous Wizards can’t, like allowing them to freely feed on the happiness of Muggles."

"Because of him." Sirius looked at his godson and spoke to Mr. Mei Jie.

"Him?" Mr. Mei Jie also looked at Harry, who had been sitting silently, clearly showing disbelief.

Bernard was the same; he sat up, intending to take a good look at the young boy.

He always thought this young man was the younger generation of the Minister of Magic, just here to broaden his horizons.

If Harry knew Bernard’s thoughts, he would surely laugh.

Broaden my horizons?

The Emperor Franz of Austria-Hungary, the Emperor William II of the German Empire, they are far beyond your imagination, I talk and laugh with them!

"Oh." Sirius chuckled and said, "Although Harry is my godson, he is also the most talented Wizard in centuries. The reason those Dementors don’t dare accept Voldemort’s invitation is because of my godson."

"Really?" Mr. Mei Jie obviously had disbelief written on his face.

Sirius didn’t explain further; disbelief is disbelief, no need to prove anything in front of a Muggle—even if he is the Prime Minister, so what?

Sirius, throughout his life, need not explain to anyone.

However, at that moment, the window in the living room suddenly moved.

Outside, the storm intensified, and the window shook violently.

Then, the window disappeared, and the sound of the storm outside became more clearly audible in everyone’s ears inside.

Mr. Mei Jie noticed the strangely vanished window; he swallowed hard and pointed at the window, saying to Sirius, "Minister, the window... the window is gone!"

Even though he had just exhibited a demeanor of calmness and composure, when truly facing a life-and-death crisis, Mr. Mei Jie was somewhat cowardly.

Just joking, life is once, who is willing to risk their life for a joke?

The electric light in the living room suddenly flickered and then went out, plunging the surroundings into darkness, only the hazy light from the surrounding street lamps illuminated the living room.

Next, wisps of black smoke suddenly rose from outside, forming rainbows in the sky, and then rapidly swooped down towards 10 Downing Street.

The black smoke landed, transforming into Wizards dressed in black cloaks, wearing various terrifying masks.