Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Outside the window of the Office of the Minister, it looks like a sunny day.

Of course, I mean, this awkward sunshine may be limited to the ‘ of all the window of Ministry of Magic.

Since the Ministry of Magic is deep underground, it is impossible to open a regular window. But if the members work all day long, they will not be able to work in the environment, at least for the physical and mental health.

Therefore, almost every window in this Ministry of Magic underground building is magic, and the weather every day is basically determined by the magic maintenance department in the department.

According to an informed person, Arthur Weasley, there was a time when the Ministry of Magic had a hurricane for two months outside the window, and this was only because the maintenance staff wanted to raise their wages.

However, even if their wages have not risen up to now, anyway, they are afraid to change the weather outside the window.

After all, the pressure on some departments in the department during this period is not bad, especially our Mr. Ministry of Magic Scrimgeour.

“Oh, the weather on your window is really good today. I think I want to give a spell to my room. I think everyone knows, this time there is even a little sticky air outside, and most of it is It’s raining!”

Marx sat on the couch, calmly drinking a cup of coffee that Scrimgeour’s secretary had just brought up, and while drinking and looking around, he didn’t seem to want to turn the words to the topic so quickly.

And Kingsley on the side listened, quite a bit of compensation for said with a smile:

“Mr. MrLorne, you may not know it – the whole day is getting tight all day, and if there is a haze outside the window, everyone will be even worse this day!”

Although many people have learned it now, Kingsley and Marx obviously have a relationship in the dark, but on the surface, they still have to pretend to each other.

Otherwise, from the standpoint of Scrimgeour, the Ministry of Magic, he is a bit too embarrassed.

“Is it?” Marx replied with Kingsley very cooperatively. “Mr. Scrimgeour… If there is a need for help, even though it’s said to me, it’s our Brisbane magic circle that all the wizards should do. Things to do!”

“Oh… well, you can have this kind of enlightenment, then it would be better!”

Scrimgeour, listening to Marx’s high-sounding rhetoric, almost took it.

Fortunately, he soon realized that the other party only said something beautiful in front of the female reporter of “Daily Prophet”, which did not make a joke out at the beginning.

Obviously, although Marx seems to have not put the topic to the right thing today, the interview has actually begun.

In fact, given that journalists are also human beings, it is impossible for each and everyone to strictly adhere to industry standards and maintain eternal objectivity. Therefore, before the interview, the ordinary chat is a good opportunity to leave a specific impression on the other party.

“Miss Braithwaite,” he said, and Marx suddenly turned to the tall female reporter and smiled with a smile. “One thing has to bother you. Please tell you.” Mr. Gu Fei, the editor-in-chief of Daily Prophet, said that I am very happy to see the latest report of your newspaper every morning! Well, I will remember to pay the money next year!”

“Oh, this is nothing… to your own family, if you want to, it’s just a small matter to pay for a hundred years directly!”

To say that he is a journalist, Betty reacted quickly to Marx’s little joke.

Moreover, it can be heard from her tone that “Daily Prophet” is still respectful of Marx, the youngest and most outstanding wizard in Britain.

Yes, at least compared to the previous conversation with Scrimgeour, Betty’s response is obviously more cautious.

However, Marx can also detect from the other party’s attachment that the female reporter intentionally or unintentionally mentioned his worth, obviously not an accident.

“Well, do you want to show me the investigative power of their newspaper reporters?”

Slightly thinking, Marx has a little bit of darkness nodded.

If he said that the potion products he made were almost all done in the black market in the past, only now because of the turmoil in the black market, some of them have been transferred to the bright side.

Although the degree of confidentiality will inevitably be reduced accordingly, this matter is not something that anyone can find.

“Then borrow your words, I hope I can live for a hundred years!”

Marx didn’t care very much shrugged, and it made a lot of fun. And his sentence actually implies that he is fighting with Herpo. Whoever lives and who lives until now is still unknown.

After all, from the normal lifespan of the wizard, it is not a problem to live over 90 years old. The level of Marx and Dumbledore will even last longer because of the active power of magic power.

But the premise is that there is nothing unexpected.

For Marx’s pre-interview temptation, Betty seems to have tasted it. Listening to Marx’s words, she couldn’t help but smiled clearly, politely and without hesitation, kept sitting and owing a little:

“Mr. McLorne is laughing, but for a hundred years, for a wizard like you, I am afraid it is nothing. Think of Mr. Albus Dumbledore, if not…”

Betty didn’t finish the conversation, but the attitude she wanted to express was already clear. It seems that “Daily Prophet” seems to be more optimistic that Marx can win the final victory, even if they estimate that it will not easily stand.

“Maybe!”

After figuring out the female reporter and the attitude of the newspaper behind her, Marx finally raised her eyebrows and turned her head to Scrimgeour laughed.

“Mr. Minister, I think this interview is still the beginning! It must be said that these people who are present are really not busy. If you hurry to finish the work, you can continue to work your own. It’s a thing!”

Scrimgeour hearing this, can not help but secretly said:

“It’s not that you are dragging time.”

However, he naturally did not dare to say anything. He saw him immediately put his front tie on the square, and then straightened his waist and said to the female reporter:

“So, let’s start with McLorne!”

The content of this interview is bound to be on the headlines of “Daily Prophet”. For the newspaper, this is a good time to attract attention and increase the subscription rate. For the Ministry of Magic, this is another opportunity to guide public opinion and relieve the pressure on the work department.

With this in mind, it seems that there is not much benefit from Marx’s appearance that will allow him to show his face more and raise his popularity.

However, not only is Kingsley aware of it, but even the female reporter Betty has already guessed that Marx must have another picture. This interview may lead to any big news.

Only Scrimgeour, who is now thinking of sitting in this position, is still ignorant.

“Ok, no problem!”

Betty heard that when she put down the cup in her hand, she took out the shorthand for her interview and the automatic ink quill from the bag placed next to it.

The photographer sitting there, at the moment, is busy standing up with a magic camera, ready to take a few more photos and let the editor personally pick it.

“bang!”

Betty hadn’t started to ask, just listened to the old-fashioned magnesia flash, and the smog and the light that almost flashed the dog’s eyes made everyone blink.

“Oh, Fu Zuo, you can shoot again later – I think some of the generous men here will give you time to take pictures!”

When the photographer saw Betty waving his hand to disperse the smoke, he stopped himself from taking pictures, and he just had to sit back on the sofa next to him.

“Sorry,” Betty saw him sit down, and then he turned his head again. “Well, first of all, I have a few minor problems here. I need Mr. McLorne, you… Oh, and Mr. Scrimgeour will answer our readers together. ——”

Most of her “small problems” were already prepared at the newspaper office. Maybe even the editor-in-chief specifically asked her to bring Marx, so she was a little more eager for a while.

So when she spoke, she almost forgot Scrimgeour.

“Excuse me!”

Marx didn’t say much, just ordered nodded.

“Then, the first little question -” Betty looked forward, and asked after a little stop, “The recent chaos about the Britain magic circle… like the underground assembly of the dark wizard, and the Ministry of Magic dungeon. The suspect’s disappearance, etc. Mr. McLorne personally thinks… How should I respond?”

To be honest, this first “small problem” is very good.

Of course, the problem is not the problem itself, but the object of the female reporter’s inquiry.

If you ask Scrimgeour the Ministry of Magic directly, then this is undoubtedly a regular official question and answer. But Betty did not ask Scrimgeour, but instead asked Marx’s personal opinion, which is obviously somewhat intriguing.

Fortunately, Marx is not embarrassed about this, because Dumbledore, who was an extravagant person, was asked by the media at the same time during the wizard revolution that Grindelwald set up.

“The average public has no mandatory obligation to assist Auror in dealing with the dark wizard, and the danger of the dark wizard is well known.” Marx smiled calmly. “So I personally think that you should not easily get involved in these events.” Among them, if there is any discovery, it is enough to inform the Auror office at the first time! You know, I think we can believe that Ministry of Magic removes the power of evil.”

In this case, it is natural to say in one go, but Marx knows that this is not the answer that female reporter Betty wants. In the end, he suddenly added:

“As for myself! As a member of the Britain magic circle, I will probably do my part – well, of course, under the premise of ensuring my own safety, haha!”