Chapter 934 - 379: Master’s Mission

Chapter 934: Chapter 379: Master’s Mission

Mr. Mei Jie, still reeling from the shock, took a moment to catch his breath and finally came to his senses.

The twists and turns just now were too extreme; for a moment, he even thought he was going to die.

Those Dark Wizards were terrifying, able to transform into a black mist and break into 10 Downing Street. If it weren’t for the chance arrival of the Minister of Magic and his godson tonight, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

"Those Dark Wizards..." Mr. Mei Jie asked after calming down, raising his head, "Are all those who escaped from Azkaban here?"

As he spoke, Mr. Mei Jie glanced at the Dark Wizards.

As a result, Bellatrix suddenly lunged at him, scaring Mr. Mei Jie into taking a step back.

"Stay put!" Harry kicked Bellatrix in the face.

He wasn’t kicking randomly; there was a personal grievance involved—he knew that it was this Black Witch in front of him who led the team that tortured Neville’s parents long ago.

With a mad appearance and an equally mad heart, she was utterly malevolent.

After careful comparison and confirmation, Little Sirius said to Mr. Mei Jie, "There are only six; seven others have yet to be apprehended, but I think it’s only a matter of time."

"And the Aurors you mentioned before..." Mr. Mei Jie asked tentatively.

"Of course, they will be stationed here and at Buckingham Palace," Little Sirius said with a smile. "After all, we must prevent other Death Eater attacks. If they gain control over the Muggle world’s leaders, the consequences would be dire."

"And the others?" Mr. Mei Jie swallowed and said, "What if those Death Eaters attack our world again—that is, the Muggle world you refer to? I’m afraid the next election..."

Little Sirius somewhat understood what Mr. Mei Jie meant.

Death Eaters launching terror attacks wasn’t his concern; whether those attacks would affect his votes was the crucial issue.

For a politician, votes are the most important thing to worry about. As for the others? Who cares?

"And Voldemort?" Mr. Mei Jie asked hesitantly, "If I didn’t see it wrong just now, he seemed to have escaped... What if he makes a comeback, what should we do then?"

"Voldemort is not a problem," Little Sirius said with a smile. "In fact, he’s been on the run for over ten years."

Mr. Mei Jie was evidently shocked by this information, which had not been communicated to him by the former Minister of Magic, Fudge.

Of course, maybe Fudge had mentioned it to his predecessor, Mrs. Thatcher, but her lips were sealed so tightly that Mr. Mei Jie only learned about the existence of the Magic World when Fudge found his doorstep.

"If there is any news, I’ll notify you immediately," Little Sirius said warmly to Mr. Mei Jie. "Please excuse me for a moment."

With that, Little Sirius stepped aside and took out a Crystal Ball.

Mr. Mei Jie strained his neck to look over, and Little Sirius, far from minding, seemed to purposefully show it to him.

Then, Mr. Mei Jie witnessed something that would shock him for millennia.

A shadowy figure appeared on the surface of the Crystal Ball.

"Percy," Little Sirius said to the figure, "I need you to dispatch a team of Aurors to 10 Downing Street in London. Yes... The Death Eaters attacked here just now, and Harry and I happened to be here; we caught six Dark Wizards. You should send the Aurors to take them back, and also arrange a team to protect 10 Downing Street and Buckingham Palace."

After giving instructions, Little Sirius disconnected the call.

When he looked up, he met Mr. Mei Jie’s curious gaze.

"If I may be so bold, what is that?" Mr. Mei Jie asked curiously.

"This?" Little Sirius flipped the Crystal Ball in his hand and said with a smile, "Oh, this is a communication Crystal Ball developed by Mr. Leme—you know, the legendary Alchemist, Nicolas Flamel, from France."

Mr. Mei Jie suddenly gaped.

"Nicolas Flamel? You mean he’s still alive? But wasn’t he... wasn’t he from the 14th century?"

Of course, Mr. Mei Jie wouldn’t be unaware of that name; in fact, many Muggles in the United Kingdom are well acquainted with it.

After all, Mr. Leme has legends in the Muggle world as well.

In Muggle lore, Mr. Leme is known as a Frenchman, a famous 14th-century Alchemist. His most renowned contribution is that he supposedly created the Alchemist’s Magic Stone—the Philosopher’s Stone—and used it to successfully turn mercury into gold.

As such, he is also regarded as the founder of Alchemy in Europe.

Additionally, he is said to have used the Magic Stone to achieve eternal life with his wife.

From the early 18th century to the 20th century, sporadic reports of Nicolas being alive appeared. The most famous story is that in 1761, Nicolas and his wife were reportedly seen at the Paris Opera.

The most important thing is that in 1612, someone claimed to have compiled a book from Nicolas’s leftover manuscripts: "An Explanation of the Unintelligible Symbols on the Fourth Crypt Arch in the Parisian Cemetery of the Holy Infant." At the end of that century, the alchemy-enthusiast Newton translated it from French into English.

How could any upper-class individual in the United Kingdom not know of a man even Lord Newton admired?

"He is indeed still alive," Little Sirius said cheerfully, placing the Crystal Ball on the table and addressing Mr. Mei Jie. "Wizards generally live longer than Muggles, and as for a wizard like Mr. Leme... Oh, I remember Muggles also have legends of him creating the Philosopher’s Stone; in reality, it’s true. He made the Elixir of Life with the Philosopher’s Stone and has been alive ever since."