Chapter 533 Broken Glass

"Ruined…"

Under the blazing flames, the remaining personnel of the Magic Congress fell into despair as they looked at the flames that were devouring everything.

They discovered too late that there was a serious shortage of wizards left in the Capitol, and there were only a handful of wizards capable of extinguishing the fire.

As the most destructive spell in black magic, it easily burned down the defense system that wizards had deployed for this building over the years, and the magic-rich fuel made the fire even more intense.

The staff on duty could do nothing but organize the evacuation of personnel and rescue some valuable information. They could only watch everything happen pessimistically - this was the best performing part of the staff.

The American magic world has been at peace for a long time, and the actual combat capabilities of the members of the Magic Congress can almost be described as desperate - it has been less than ten years since the British Ministry of Magic ended the last war, and the combat level of the staff of the Ministry of Magic is as good as professors It became a joke in their mouths.

The last time the Magical Congress almost fell into war was during the era of Grindelwald's rise - even then, their combat effectiveness was regarded as a joke by the Ministry of Magic of various countries.

"Where's the murderer? Have you caught him?"

The president of the Magic Congress, who was not fully clothed, had a face as cold as ice - just a few hours before he got off work, his Magic Congress Building was already burning like a torch!

"The Auror who arrived has killed the person who committed the crime, but the identity is still being confirmed..."

"What time is it? It's still being confirmed! Where is the person on duty tonight!"

Roaring sounds were heard amidst the crackling flames. At this moment, no one dared to look directly at the angry president of the Magic Congress. Those staff members of the Magic Congress who escaped lowered their heads and did not dare to say a word.

"Huh...huh..."

After taking several deep breaths, he finally suppressed his anger and began to try to organize people to put out the flames - but after a few minutes, he realized the unfeasibility of this matter.

None of the members of Congress who could be commanded by him could extinguish the fire. To be precise, there were only a few staff members who could identify the fire.

Although he kept roaring and telling these members what methods they should use to extinguish the fire, the confusion on everyone's faces told the president of the Magic Congress that all his efforts were in vain.

'Trash, losers, a bunch of people who sneaked in...'

He was yelling crazily in his heart, but he couldn't show it on his face - maybe one or two people who didn't have good grades yet could sneak in, but if they were added up...

"Where's the beater?"

"The strikers are blocking the surrounding streets to prevent more No-Majs from watching, and trying to prevent the No-Majs' fire trucks, the alchemy tools they use to put out the flames, from getting to us."

"Can't they put out the flames?"

"Only a small number can, and they have already started to organize teams to intercept."

"Where are the Aurors?"

"We are urgently summoning all Aurors, but this is a bit difficult -" the assistant who had responded smoothly suddenly suddenly got stuck, "They need to change their clothes, and they need to confirm the authenticity of the order... and... ask for instructions..."

The assistant's voice was very low, but the president of the Magic Congress still understood the meaning hidden behind the words.

The Aurors didn't have full authority to listen to him. There was also a director of the Auror Office above him - twelve Aurors taking turns at home.

Moreover, even if everything passes, Aurors still have to do a good job of disguise. There have been too many attacks and ambushes against Aurors recently, so new special laws have been used during this time...

'Ruined…'

He sighed in despair - he was destined to go down in history.

In 1693, the Magical Congress was first established, and after several twists and turns, its headquarters was determined to be in the Appalachian Mountains.

In 1760, the Magical Congress of the United States of America moved to Williamsburg, Virginia. A few years later, due to issues with the Secrecy Act, it moved to Baltimore.

After the No-Maj War of Independence began, the Magical Congress moved to Washington, D.C., and then moved to the Woolworth Building in New York for the fifth time in 1982 due to the Bigfoot Rebellion - but after today, the Magical Congress will move for the sixth time .

The reason for the relocation is extremely ridiculous - because of his improper command as the chairman of the Congress, which caused the building to be destroyed by fire, and may even have seriously violated the confidentiality law...

This is really disappointing to the people of the magic community, and he is destined to die.

"Drag the captured prisoner over."

He wanted to see which bastard ruined everything for him. Even if the opponent was dead, he still wanted to know what method this bastard used to allow the defense system to sneak in without any interference. In the depths of the Ministry of Magic, you can even go straight into the interior and light a fire!

The assistant hurriedly went to deal with it - although he knew that after tonight, the President of Congress might lose his rights, but this also meant that he would use his rights to the limit tonight...

Ten minutes later, the murderer was carried over.

Mr. Chairman first looked at him pretending to be calm, then he became confused, then anger, confusion, and confusion of being betrayed all appeared, and finally turned into an expressionless sentence.

"He is an Auror, I remember him..."

"should be…"

"What do you mean it should be! Where are the Aurors? Ask them to come over to me!"

"They're putting out fires."

"There is nothing to put out. The fire burning on the building can be put out, but the flames burning on our side are not so easy to put out."

The Capitol Building can be replaced, but how can Aurors be replaced?

In the current chaotic situation, almost all high-ranking officials are equipped with Auror protection - but what if the attacker is an Auror?

Thinking of this, he hurriedly stopped the assistant who was about to leave, and his tone became kinder, "Forget it, I will go there in person. Putting out the fire is not as simple as it seems. They are all risking their lives to save the Magic Congress." How could I have the nerve to let them come over?"

So, ten minutes later, the Aurors met the kind-looking Chairman of the Congress.

"Give up putting out the flames and focus on saving people and protecting yourself! If one Capitol building is burned down, we can build another one, but if you have problems, then there will be real problems in our Congress. !”

He ran around, appealed, made announcements, organized people to clear the passages, inquired about the number of Aurors and staff, demolished surrounding buildings to prevent the fire from burning, and even arranged for people to cast large-scale No-Maj expulsion spells to prevent serious violations of the Secrecy Act. behavior.

After more than four hours of hard work, the restricted fire finally burned the entire building into ruins, but it was unable to advance further under the protection of the Aurors who were waiting.

The mobilized members of the Magic Congress were finally able to provide imperfect logistics. Although they did not produce emergency tents or special document storage, they were still able to barely provide enough food for these people who had been busy for most of the night. .

"ladies and gentlemen,"

The chairman of the Congress with a gray face stood in front of the ruins, "I know that although this is a bit crude, a bit hasty, and a bit tiring, I still want to take this opportunity to say something."

"In this accident, incomplete statistics indicate that 17 employees were killed and nine are missing. This is the most disastrous loss we have suffered since we established the Capitol."

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“Yes, our Capitol building was burned to the ground, our personnel were frightened, and all kinds of documents were severely lost. We will hardly be able to work normally in the next month, and even longer in the next year. Time, our office will still be affected by various continuous impacts."

"But we are not afraid... We are not willing to compromise. This is the conspiracy of the purgers. They do not want to see us united. They are trying to burn down the Capitol to fight us. But they are wrong..."

"We will not be defeated by difficulties of one kind or another. The only thing we fear is fear itself..."

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"yawn."

The twins secretly yawned in class and were caught by Professor Moody to demonstrate a spell.

After successfully completing the spell, the two were released by the professor and returned to their previous positions. They watched Moody stare at the other students with his magic eyes, and then carefully communicated with their eyes.

Their sleep during this period was quite abnormal, because the professor was always smiling when he looked at them.

They had no choice but to give up going to the Room of Requirement during their normal schedule. Instead, they chose to sneak there at night, sleep in it and then sneak out after a busy day the next day or simply work overnight.

There was nothing they could do, after they passed the blame to Peeves, they were let go so easily. The two people who were worried didn't believe that the professor would let them go so easily.

But the professor just doesn't take action, so the two of them can't take the initiative to apply for confinement, right?

"Do you think the professor knows we are avoiding him?"

"You might as well ask me if the professor knows that we will deliberately avoid him after he does that..."

Fred asked the brother who replied to him, his eyes full of confusion - they didn't believe that their poor performance that day deceived the professor, but the current situation is really...

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"Be careful of that guy!"

In the temporary Auror office, after thinking for a long time, the office director still felt that the President of Congress could not let this matter pass so lightly.

It would be easier to deal with that guy if he got angry on the spot, but now, he was a little unsure.

What happened this time was too strange. Nick went through the procedures of concealing his identity as an Auror and entered the Congress, and then unleashed the most vicious fire, destroying the entire Magic Congress.

This was a lifeline blow.

Due to the tense situation, some senior officials in the Congress were assigned personal Aurors. They were fine when they were at work, but the Aurors had to follow them when they were off duty. This reduced a group of defense forces.

Then, due to the tense situation, there are fewer Aurors staying in the office after get off work. They need to rush home to protect their families - this is another loss of combat power.

Then, there were those who went out to track down clues, those who were looking for new training bases and strengthened defenses, and those who were on regular vacations. All these combined, there were not many Aurors in the Congress.

Besides, normally, when something like a fire burns out in its initial stage, it doesn’t require a few Aurors to deal with it. If the staff of the Congress were normal, they would be able to put out the fire. But - as for the current staff, I'm afraid there's no way to guarantee that all members can extinguish ordinary flames, let alone severe fires.

But that's not the most terrible thing. The follow-up investigation report came out. The dead Nick sneaked into a Muggle bar in his last moments, and not only drank a lot of alcohol, but also used other gadgets.

Combined with what he often said before, such as "The Congress is a waste, and nothing can be solved, it is time to burn the stupid Congress with fire and we ourselves...", "Let them also be attacked and you will know the necessity!" ' Waiting for a series of drunken remarks, even he, the director of the Auror Office, didn't know if the subordinate was really out of his mind and did this on his own.

But regardless of whether he did it or not, the official consensus is that he was influenced by the Imperius Curse and did such a thing.

'It's just that that old guy really doesn't know how to...'

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"Increase Auror treatment, raise salary, strengthen education, and - spread rumors."

The President of Congress told his assistant in the absolutely safe temporary office, "Although we insist on the surface that Nick is under control, privately we must let the Aurors know that he was bewitched and tried to use violence to make the Aurors The office is more empowered.”

"But... I have to remind you that if we do this, there will undoubtedly be internal conflicts among the Aurors."

Not every Auror follows the rules of the Auror Office, especially the speech that day, which deceived the support of many Aurors - if they knew that what happened that day might have been arranged by the Auror Office, then...

"Have you seen cabinets? They are used by No-Majs, and we also use them - the glass blocks everything. Although you can only see it, you have to go through the salesman's hands to get it to us, and you need to pay an unknown amount. Galleons.”

"So," he nodded, "even though it will cut my hand, I still plan to break the glass. We need an Auror who can directly command, not what the Auror office thinks!"

It's time to smash that damn glass - even if the President of Congress changes to another person, he will still do something for this magical world, even if it means suffering infamy.

"Yes, sir."

The assistant nodded excitedly and left the office quickly and nimbly.

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"Professor, what do you think is the most vicious curse?"

William had just put away his books, and the sixth-grade students couldn't wait to ask. After a few classes, they quickly understood why everyone said that the sixth-grade course was the real self-defense class.

"The most vicious curse?"

William thought for a while, "Well... I haven't seen many curses, but I still know a few. If you have to ask what the most poisonous curse is - well, I think it should be provocation."

"play off?"

"Yes, because it destroys trust that even evil curses cannot curse."

William nodded, "Okay, it's time to end get out of class. Today's assignment is to each copy a copy of the common curse that you find most difficult, and then try to crack it - don't use too weird ones, get out of class is over!"