Chapter 1043 "Opening"

   "In school, you only learned two things about werewolves."

  In the atrium of the Ministry of Magic, Calvin Robazzi, the owner of the Auror office, stood by the brothers' fountain, and raised a finger at the Aurors who were standing in front of him.

   "One, is to identify werewolves."

   Then he held up another finger.

"Two, the way to kill them. Today, I want you to use the knowledge you learned in school to complete the task of protecting Muggles and the wizarding world. According to the Werewolf Regulations, they should not go to the community where Muggles live. However, They not only violated this rule, but they also intend to expose the magical world. This is a disaster. My comrades in arms, we must stop them before they have a terrible effect. Now, in your hands are the Muggles of today and tomorrow. There are six football matches in total, involving six cities, Liverpool, Middle, Birmingham, Manchester and Newcastle. There will be only one match for Liverpool tomorrow. As long as tomorrow is over, the next round of matches will be on April 2nd. At the beginning, everyone can have a good rest during this period. Now, you group according to the list in hand, and then find your respective team leaders to assign tasks..."

   "I can't believe it." Hermione turned her head, afraid to watch the scene downstairs.

  She, Harry, and Ron are now on the second floor of the basement, in the office of the Director of the Legal Enforcement Department of the Ministry of Magic. From here, you can see the atrium.

The Ministry of Magic’s management of werewolves has always been chaotic and inefficient. Wizards have never regarded werewolves as human beings. They are too dangerous to Muggles, so they are not allowed to live in the Muggle world. After 1993, they also lived in the wizarding world. Can't find a job, it seems that the outside world gives them no other way out except hiding in the rubble, relying on theft and killing to survive.

It is precisely because of this that the crime rate of werewolves is very high, which forms a vicious circle: werewolves are criminals, they can’t find jobs, they can only do evil if they want to live, and werewolves are prejudiced by criminals. Go deeper.

   "The wizard is lazy and unwilling to change." Harry said quietly, looking downstairs.

   "Merlin's beard." Ron widened his eyes. "Is it blind or something? How come Lucius Malfoy is here, and he looks arrogant."

Hermione, who had turned her gaze away, turned her gaze back. The platinum aristocrat managed her long hair smoothly and flowing, and as he moved slightly, he wore a black cloak and a good dragon skin. Gloves, holding a silver snake stick in his hand, with an elegant smirk at the corner of his mouth, looking like he was in the ministry when he was in power.

   "It's unreasonable." Ron murmured, "Even he can be resurrected."

   "And the pink toad." Hermione stared at Umbridge in a pink robe among a group of people in black.

   "No, they didn't." Harry continued to say indifferently.

  After Lucius and Umbridge shook hands with Calvin, the two moved aside, and a young man appeared in front of everyone.

   "Bresse Zabini, how could it be him?" Hermione murmured.

   "In such a chaotic scene, what if little Malfoy is bitten by a werewolf?" Ron said sarcastically.

   "But, he is not a Death Eater." Hermione said.

  Ron and Harry looked at her together.

   "I mean, he doesn't have the Dark Mark on his hand, so he doesn't have to blend in."

   "Go downstairs." Harry glanced downstairs and said, "The guests are all here."

   "I heard people from the Sports Department will also participate." Hermione followed Harry and said, "The Muggle Stadium is huge, and we are short of staff."

  "Is there a big stadium for the Quidditch World Cup?" Ron asked.

"We'll know soon, Ron, you are the protagonist today and tomorrow." Harry patted Ron on the shoulder, and at that moment a "ding" came from the elevator, and the three of them seemed to drink a blessing. Lucky as a spirit medicine.

   "Maybe it's just that there are fewer people on Sunday." Hermione looked at them and said.

  But no one really listened to what she said.

  They took the elevator to the atrium. The Aurors were almost gone, leaving Calvin and the people from the Beast’s Office polite.

   "Oh, Harry." Lucius Malfoy greeted him enthusiastically, "It's been a long time since I saw you."

  Ron snorted behind Harry, which was loud, but Lucius kept a false smile as if he hadn't heard him.

   "Me too, long time no see, Mr. Malfoy." Harry and Lucius shook hands, and they immediately let go.

   "I believe you know Blaise." Old Malfoy let out another beautiful man in Slytherin. "This operation, we will be directed by him."

   "Where is Draco Malfoy?" Ron asked, "Why didn't you see him?"

  The smile on Lucius’s face almost solidified, but he grinned reluctantly to answer Ron’s question.

  "He is not in the country now."

   "Then where did he go?"

  "This is someone else's housework, Ron." Hermione stared at the old Malfoy and said, "Why aren't you in charge of the command? Mr. Malfoy?"

   "You have to give young people a chance to display their talents. Now is your time."

   "I think you are scared." Ron whispered. Harry heard the sound, but he was not sure if Lucius heard it. Anyway, the albino snake looked as usual.

   "In short, good luck to you." Lucius touched his forehead with the snake stick to signal, and then went away without looking back. Umbridge smirked over the three of them and followed him.

   "So, what is your plan?" Blaise stood in front of a group of men in black and asked the three like a leader.

   "We are going to search a castle, do you dare to come?" Harry asked.

   "What castle?"

   "Who has the Dark Mark on you?" Hermione asked loudly.

  No one answered at first.

   "I think Voldemort will come back after you heard the rumors." Harry looked at them and said, "Do you want him back?"

   Still no one answered.

"If Voldemort really gets stronger, or if he really comes back as the rumors say, your Dark Mark will change. I heard it will become very hot. This is why we need you, so you don’t need to. Afraid."

   "Forget Harry." Hermione whispered, "They won't say it."

   "I said they have them all." Ron said with a sneer, "Otherwise you join in the fun."

   "This is an interesting hunt. It is difficult to have a chance if you miss it." Blaise stepped forward and said against Ron's nose.

  "Don't trouble yourself, Zabini." Ron warned.

   "Otherwise what would you do?"

   Ron excitedly wanted to draw his wand, but Hermione stopped him in time.

   "We haven't heard of other actions besides going to the stadium." Gore said.

  "Then you can stay here and wait for the notice." Harry walked around them and walked towards the fireplace.

  Brace silently muttered what was coming, then waved behind him, and everyone followed the trio in mighty.

   "Where are we going?"

   "Death Swamp."

  Harry finished speaking, and walked into the fireplace first. With a burst of green flame, he disappeared.

   "Welcome home." Ron said sarcastically over the Slytherins, and walked into the fireplace.

  Hermione wanted to say something, but in the end she said nothing. She turned her head and followed Ron, holding hands together in the green light.

  　 I moved the Manchester City vs. Tottenham and Newcastle vs. Spears matches to March 20. In fact, there were only four matches on the 20th and 21st. Middel won the championship in 2004, the first time in 128 years.

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)