Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Pansy suddenly discovered that in Marcus Flint’s letter, what she needs to care about may not be Marcus’s intention.

Because it is closer to Marcus than she is not familiar with, the performance of Illu, who has only recently met but is more deeply connected than the former, is obviously more a benchmark for her choice of how to reply.

“Illy, she… Why would you tell me about her relationship with Marcus? What good is this for her? If it is known to the Flint family…”

At the thought of this, Pansy suddenly felt very confused. Only after she had seen Illuly’s urgency many times, she did not think that the other party would make such a low-level mistake.

So what happened after Iluly returned to Flint’s house?

The more I think about it, the more Pansy realizes that Marcus’s letter cannot be easily returned. So much so that she was still thinking about this problem when she went back to the auditorium after going back for a walk.

However, compared to what Pansy is doing, Marx needs to be considered more complicated.

In the face of the role of Basilisk in Herpo and Martin’s actions after this, Ilulli’s imprisoned accident can only be regarded as a private problem derived from the plan.

Of course, since Pansy has turbid water, Marx is not good at it, and Herpo will definitely fall into the same situation.

And if the two sides are not easy to move, it is equivalent to the Marx standing on the bright side has some advantages.

So now he doesn’t have to worry.

“What is the situation again?”

At breakfast time, Marx looked at Pansy and there was some faint expression in his contemplation. He knew that this Slytherin female child must have encountered some problems.

But soon, he took his eyes back and didn’t distract himself from Pansy.

because……

“Marx, I heard that you are going to have an exclusive interview with Daily Prophet with the Ministry of Magic Scrimgeour today?”

I don’t know where Slughorn got the news. It was clear that this matter was just settled yesterday afternoon. This fat old man actually knows this.

I have to say that once people have lived for a long time, there will naturally be more and more people who know each other, not to mention the guys like Slughorn who especially like to run a social circle.

“Yeah! There was an interview, just in the conference hall of the Ministry of Magic.”

Marx turned his head and laughed at Slughorn.

“If you didn’t teach you to teach the students on time, I would have liked to call you together. – I know that this kind of work that guides public opinion is still good at you, at least more convincing than young people like me. It!”

“Aiya!” old man laughed. “Nothing, you have this heart is enough!”

However, Marx had to shake it.

Slughorn is of course “good at”, but if it is a risky thing, this fat old man may not be interested.

Therefore, if Marx tells him that the subject of this interview is very likely to be targeted by some people… Slughorn estimates that it is too late to hide!

……

As mentioned earlier, Ministry of Magic has now entered a state of martial law, and almost everyone has to undergo a fairly rigorous inspection.

Even so, Scrimgeour is still not at ease.

After all, the disappearance of the prisoners in the dungeons is not big, but it also represents the omission of the Ministry of Magic. And the situation of letting others go freely is obviously not the first time since Scrimgeour took office.

At the last period of the time when Cornelius Fudge became the minister, because the battlefield between Death Eater and Order of the Phoenix suddenly moved to the Ministry of Magic, the department became confused, and Scrimgeour was very worried that he would face it. Waiting for a desperate situation.

For this reason, when he repeatedly noticed that the signs were wrong, he immediately felt the corresponding countermeasures like a scared bird.

Unfortunately, as far as the talent of Magic of Magic is concerned, he is obviously still lacking.

In the case where he thought about it, he could only think of the old line and took the opportunity when he was the head of the Auror office.

So in fact, the current security process and the duty program in the department are actually jointly developed by him and Kingsley.

On the other hand, things like “an interview with “Daily Prophet”) are actually the idea that Marx gave him a head when he wrote back to Kingsley.

In the morning, Scrimgeour came to his office very early, and then began to ponder the Marx and the reporter who would come first.

Not far from Scrimgeour’s desk, Kingsley sat face-to-face with the Secretary of the Secretary, and neither of them knew what to say.

Kingsley is naturally aware of Marx’s ideas, and he even knows that Marx made the real purpose of the interview.

However, it is clear that these things are neither necessary nor possible to disclose to Scrimgeour.

As for the secretary of the minister opposite Kingsley, he has nothing to say, because even the minister Scrimgeour is still in the Ministry of Magic… or, is worried about his future.

“McLorne…hasn’t you arrived yet?”

Since Scrimgeour didn’t dare to open the line connecting the Ministry of Magic to the Floo Network during this period, neither Marx nor the reporter would come directly from the fireplace in his office. In the absence of the first time to discover that Marx is coming, Scrimgeour can only ask the outside again and again if he is there.

“I will ask again…”

Although this is the third time Scrimgeour has asked this question, Kingsley has no reminders or complaints, even if he wants to get up again to understand the situation.

But this time Kingsley didn’t stand up and was stopped by the opposite secretary.

“This time I am coming! Shacklebolt, you are here to accompany Mr. Scrimgeour, which is at least more reassuring than if I stay here.”

After whispering a whisper to Kingsley, he pointed nodded to Scrimgeour and then turned to the door.

“…In fact, if Jim is here, let me rest assured.”

Scrimgeour looked at his number one secretary and left the office. After the other party went out, he turned his head and moved towards Kingsley.

Kingsley hearing this, only helpless shrugged.

“This sentence, you should say it when he can hear it!”

“Oh… I think so.”

Scrimgeour rubbed his eyes and then took a cup of tea at hand and drank it. Even if it had already been cold, he didn’t care.

To be honest, as the situation in the Britain magic circle becomes more and more unclear, the pressure on his minister is indeed great. And because his brain seeds can’t think of any countermeasures to relieve stress, now he feels that he can’t hold back.

“Shacklebolt, do you think that I am okay? Is it a little too spirited? If you take a photo and put it on the newspaper, the people will not think that I am no longer qualified for the post of minister?”

As she spoke, Scrimgeour couldn’t help but pick up the round mirror that was folded down at the corner of the table and put up the hairstyle and crown in the mirror.

Kingsley silently watched him busy there, but he couldn’t understand the pressure of the other side. The Ministry of Magic didn’t look at the surface, the responsibility and pressure were not small, especially in today’s uncertain situation. under.

As soon as he thought that he might be pushed to the top by Marx in the future, he had to start to squat.

However, just as the atmosphere in the office was slightly heavy with Scrimgeour’s toss, a few knocks on the door rang from the door, causing him to finally put the round mirror in his hand again.

“cough cough…” Scrimgeour cleared his throat and then sang, “Please come in!”

The voice fell a little, the door of the office of the minister was opened from the outside, and two figures came in from the door. Among them, the minister who led the way, Jim, the secretary who just went out, and the person behind him, is a tall witch.

“Mr. Scrimgeour, I am very glad to meet you,” the witch smiled with a sly smile and said, “I am Betty Braithwaite, political and political columnist of Daily Prophet… Because I just switched from the international column, so you may not have seen me before. But…”

As she said, she suddenly chuckled again, meaning something:

“I think you must be familiar with my colleague Rita Skeeter, but I have to say that my interview style is completely different. I can also ask Mr. Minister to be assured.”

Her words are obviously to draw a line with the unscrupulous colleague, and by the way, Scrimgeour knows that she is not the kind of reporter who wrote everything for her head.

However, although Scrimgeour has no way to know what kind of person she is from such a few words, since she can deliberately put Rita Skeeter to make a comparison, perhaps it is really a journalist with real ethics. It is also unknown.

“Oh, that would be great!” Scrimgeour immediately stood up and reached out and said, “Please sit down first! When Mr. McLorne arrives, the interview will begin.”

“No hurry,” said the female reporter Betty, who suddenly pointed out at the door behind her. “My photographer is still waiting outside the door. I don’t know if Mr. Minister can let him come in to rest?”

“Photographer? Of course, of course! -“

Scrimgeour hadn’t had time to finish it, but when he saw the outside, he walked in again and said hello to him:

“Hello, Mr. Scrimgeour…you have a good tie, where did you buy it?”