Hogwarts: Starting from Creating the Lord of the Rings

Chapter 072 The Ministry Of Magic’S Christmas Eve Attack (1 Order)

The magician was performed by a wizard who looked like an old lion, Rufus Scrimgeour, head of the Auror office.

Scrimgeour served in the Ministry of Magic as an Auror when he was young, and spent most of his time battling dark wizards, and after countless battles, big and small, became the head of the Auror’s office.

During the Second Wizarding War, Scrimgeour also succeeded Fudge as Minister of Magic.

However, this super-strong armor body obviously did not achieve the effect Scrimgeour expected. Seeing the guards on duty being knocked into the air, Scrimgeour’s face became ugly.

“Who can tell me what the hell is going on?”

Scrimgeour looked at the other guards, Munch rushed behind him in a panic, and briefly explained,

“A Hobbit friend? A Christmas tree?

Scrimgeour looked at the crazy giant oak, and an absurd delusion rose in his mind.

But it was clear that someone was provoking them to the Ministry of Magic.

Above the Ministry of Magic is Whitehall in central London. Once the giant oak rushes out, the impact will be immeasurable. Scrimgeour held the wand in his handshake, and suddenly found a little feeling of blood boiling in his youth.

He wandered around the giant rafters and tentatively cast a few spells.

The skin of the giant oak is that kind of rough bark, but it is very hard, and there is a light green light flowing, which can resist most spells, and Scrimgeour and the guards on duty do not dare to get too close. , can only allow the giant oak to frantically destroy in the halls of the Ministry of Magic.

All they could do was try to keep the giant rafters from leaving the halls of the Ministry of Magic.

Fortunately, as more and more Aurors rushed over, the mad giant oak was finally completely restrained by many wizards, and in the end, he could only stand there and be beaten, roaring incompetently and furiously.

Just as Scrimgeour led the Aurors to the stalemate with the giant oak, more and more magicians rushed to the Ministry of Magic, and Fudge, then the Minister of Magic, also came here.

He was at home enjoying Christmas Eve with his family when he suddenly received urgent news that someone had broken into the Ministry of Magic, and Fudge was of course very unhappy that this had happened during his tenure, but when he saw the crazy oak, Fudge, who had planned to teach the intruder a lesson, was suddenly stunned.

“What is this?

Fudge usually likes to read books, but after thinking about it several times, he couldn’t match the magical animals in his mind with the giant oak.

“Looks like a giant husk to me.

Umbridge whispered to the side, this old woman who likes to wear pink frilly skirts is Fudge’s confidant, the deputy minister of the Ministry of Magic.

Fudge glanced at Umbridge and nodded in satisfaction, agreeing with her statement.

Speaking of which, this thing really looks like a casserole that has been magnified countless times.

“Send someone for Dumbledore and Newt Scamander, and they’re better at this kind of stuff… oh! God!”

Before Fudge finished speaking, he exclaimed.

It turned out that Scrimgeour didn’t pay attention and was slapped away by the giant oak. Fortunately, Scrimgeour had several layers of protective spells on his body, but even so, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

“I said long ago that these damn magical creatures should be regulated, and now even the cauldron has become so terrifying, I’d like to see what the guys from the International Federation of Wizards think of me this time before. proposal!

Fudge muttered angrily, and Umbridge, who was beside him, took a pen to write down the incident. If Minister Fudge forgot, she would dutifully remind him.

“What are you looking at? Go and help!”

Fudge commanded those later Ministry of Magic staff, although they were not Aurors, but they were many and powerful, and it was always helpful.

The giant rafter was destroyed in the Ministry of Magic. In the end, it was invincible with two fists and four hands, and was knocked unconscious by a group of Aurors, but it also completed its mission.

The floor of the hall of the Ministry of Magic could not be found intact. All the surrounding fireplaces were smashed to pieces, and even the sculpture of the Magic Brothers in the center of the square was smashed into a whole piece of gold cake.

Looking at the hall of the Ministry of Magic that had been turned into ruins, Fudge had a gloomy face, and found Munch on duty to start questioning.

“An old man with gray hair and a long beard?”

Everyone present had no impression of the person described by Munch, and finally, under the guidance of Munch, everyone came to the magic brother sculpture.

An Auror cast a healing spell, and the sculpture returned to its original shape, but the line of writing on it could not be erased by magic.

[Merry Christmas to the Ministry of Magic in London – Saruman of the White Council]

These characters and pens seem to possess a special kind of magic power, literally emitting light, resisting the power of the repairing spell.

“The wizard who left this line of words is very powerful.”

The Auror who cast the Restoration Charm said in a low voice.

Fudge’s face was even more ugly. He subconsciously wanted to get the magic wand around his waist, but after thinking about it, he decided not to be ashamed.

Seeing this, Amelia Borns, Director of the Legal Enforcement Department, took out her wand and waved it at the sculpture. After a crackling sound, the writing disappeared. Everyone just breathed a sigh of relief when they saw a flash of red light on the sculpture. , the handwriting reappeared.

“This…”

Fudge was very glad that the handwriting had not acted rashly just now. He pondered for a while, looked at the silent man of the Department of Mysteries beside him, and asked:

“What kind of organization is this Holy White Council?”

The other party shook his head, expressing that he did not know.

Fudge’s brows were already twisted together, and he looked at Munch again and asked:

“You just said, that Saruman, who claims to be a friend of the Hobbit? Right? 95

“Yes, he originally said he was here to pick up a friend, the guy who broke into Azkaban.”

After getting Munch’s answer, everyone present was very worried. This so-called Holy White Council is very mysterious, and they have never heard of it.

The other party had already shown an unfriendly attitude when they first came to the Ministry of Magic, which had to make them think more.

“Close up this giant tree protection pot first, let the magical zoologist study it, and when Dumbledore arrives, let him go to the minister’s office to see me, as for the rest…”

Fudge glanced at the crowd, and said to Umbridge:

“Anything about tonight’s incident is not allowed to leak, neither the Daily Prophet nor the Wizarding Weekly, and I don’t want them reporting this.

“Of course, Mr. Minister.”

Umbridge nodded, Fudge sighed, and turned to the office.

Christmas does not make people restless and tired.

“That… Deputy Minister, what about this?”

A wizard in the logistics department pointed to the writing on the statue and looked at Umbridge.

Umbridge tilted his head to look, snapped his fingers, and said:

“When Dumbledore comes, let him solve this first, and then let him go to the minister’s office, now, everyone act, I want you to restore the hall to its original state within ten minutes!

As soon as Umbridge finished speaking, she saw several people appear at the entrance of the hall. One of them was a woman she knew very well, and it was Rita Skeeter, a reporter from the Daily Prophet.

“Oh! Look! The Ministry of Magic has really been attacked!”

Seeing the appearance of the Ministry of Magic hall at this time, Rita showed an exaggerated expression. She quickly raised the camera in her hand and pressed the shutter on the ruined Ministry of Magic hall.

The staff behind her also took action. Many people slapped the giant oak that had collapsed on the ground, and one of them saw the writing on the Magic Brothers sculpture and ran over to take a few close-ups.

“Stop! Who allowed you to take pictures here!”

Umbridge rushed up immediately, spreading his arms to block the camera.

Rita took this scene unhurriedly, and then a notebook and a quill flew out of her bag, and along with Rita’s words, she recorded it.

“When we arrived at the Ministry of Magic, it was already in ruins, and the person who started all this was the…well, let’s call it a tree-man.”

“The most dazzling Brotherhood of Magic fountain in the hall of the Ministry of Magic was also damaged. On the sculpture made of pure gold, there was left the behind-the-scenes instigator of the attack, a man named Saru from the 563 organization of the Holy White Council. Man’s sorcerer.”5

“Saruman? I seem to have read this name in a biography, he seems to be one of the most evil dark wizards of this century, according to the grapevine, he and many…”

Just when Rita was talking nonsense, Umbridge rushed in front of her and shouted angrily:

“Give me the photo! Otherwise I’ll be charged with trespassing at the Ministry of Magic…”

Rita smiled indifferently, and the quill continued to record:

“While journalists were seeking the truth, they were threatened by then-Deputy Minister for Magic, Ms Dolores Umbridge, raising doubts about her connection to the man behind this incident?35

“What is the purpose of the Ministry of Magic trying to hide the truth? Minister Fudge…”

As it was being recorded, Dumbledore’s figure appeared in the hall, his face was a little heavy, and he obviously got some news.

When Rita saw Dumbledore, her eyes lit up, she abandoned Umbridge and walked towards Dumbledore.

“Headmaster Dumbledore! Didn’t expect you to come to the Ministry of Magic too, for this attack? Do you know this wizard named Saruman?”

“Someone broke the news that you have an extraordinary relationship with Gandalf, who created the Aria of Light magic. Is this true? Do you also think he was a wizard from a thousand years ago? Or is he actually…”

At this time, Artel had returned to the hotel in Geneva. Before leaving London, he went to the building of the Daily Prophet. He believed that the Ministry of Magic in London should have been messed up.

“Ent’s words, although not recorded on the parchment, but Gulu has lived in the Misty Mountains for five hundred years, and the Fagon Forest is near the Misty Mountains. He must be familiar with Ent. When he sees the giant rafters, he will Maybe some memory can be recovered.

“Wouldn’t Dumbledore be shocked by then?”

Artel chuckled softly.

He only hoped that the well-informed Dumbledore would not be frightened by Gollum’s memory.

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