Chapter 1471 The Collapse of the Secrecy Act

"Maka, there's new news from London, saying that the edge of the fog in the southeastern suburbs has suddenly appeared..."

Sirius, who rushed in from outside the minister's office, was speaking, and suddenly glanced at Scrimgeour, who was having a verbal handover with Kingsley, and subconsciously stopped talking.

"Oh! Actually, although it's a bit sudden, the position of the Minister of Magic will be temporarily changed." Maca who was sitting on the desk waved his hand immediately, and then gestured, "Sirius, you continue to talk about you Umm, what happened to the southeastern suburbs of London? Is there a living corpse again?"

"Change? This kind of period?"

As the person in charge of the magic world in a country, the Minister of Magic is basically only "on the surface", but he still has a lot of status in the hearts of ordinary wizards.

Therefore, things like "replacement during wartime" would normally cause a considerable shake in the work mood of the Ministry of Magic staff and even the public.

It's just that Mr. Scrimgeour, the incumbent of this session, has somewhat no sense of existence after entering the state of all-out war. Therefore, it should have been a big taboo thing, but it seems to be no big deal when you think about it carefully.

Maybe I'm sorry to say that, and there are Scrimgeours who work hard, but in fact, probably after switching to Kingsley, everyone can feel more at ease.

"Hmm... that's it!"

Sirius thought for a while, and immediately nodded to Kingsley and Scrimgeour in relief.

"Mr. Scrimgeour, you have worked hard during this time. Then, Mr. Minister Shacklebolt, congratulations... Oh, you can't say 'congratulations'! After all, you are considered to be in danger."

After saying so politely, he seemed to be no longer interested in this matter, and immediately turned his head to explain to Maca:

"I just said... ah! Yes, there are living corpses near the border of the southeastern suburbs again! But this time, the number is far more than the scattered ones we observed when we patrolled before. ...Actually, when a large number of living corpses appeared indistinctly from the mist, the patrol team planned to evacuate immediately!"

"'A large number of living corpses'?" Maca couldn't help frowning when he heard the words, "Is the tide of living corpses...? Could it be that Haierbo intends to..."

However, before he finished speaking, Sirius slightly nodded thoughtfully.

"'The tide of living corpses'... This description may be very accurate!" After muttering this, he suddenly shook his head and said, "Let's not study this... Anyway, I haven't finished talking yet, Maca, you first Listen."

Having said that, he paused for a moment, and then said:

"According to the report over there, just when the patrol team was about to retreat, they noticed that the living corpses that were about to leave the mist area started to retreat first! It is said that at that time, those There was quite a bit of chaos as a result of the back crowding, and more than a dozen ordinary living corpses were trampled by their companions until they were unable to move, and were eventually left on the street."

"Going back again?"

For such an inexplicable situation, Maca couldn't help but feel confused.

Needless to say, the whole back and forth movement must have followed Haierbo's will. But what was that guy thinking?

"Test? Warning? Or what message do you want to convey to me through this weird action?"

Maca thought for a while at random,

But nothing came to mind.

All he knew was that once Hai Erbo had the leisure to do these little tricks, it probably meant that the other party might have... "successed"?

"...Is it a demonstration? Tell him he's coming?"

He was thinking about it, and suddenly he heard Sirius continue:

"By the way... well, maybe not to the extent of 'by the way'... Lupine has already personally notified the Muggle Prime Minister. Next, there may be a bigger wave of evacuation from the Muggle side. As for this How much impact this action will have on the Muggle world, to be honest, no one knows..."

Up to now, although the large-scale evacuation in London is basically carried out in accordance with the principle of confidentiality as much as possible, for this reason, they have deployed many support wizards to help through Mr. Aginbad, the president of the Federation.

But even so, the actual situation has already spread through various channels, causing rumors to fly everywhere.

After all, even with the Oblivion Curse and even more other methods, it is possible to tamper with and eliminate the memory of Muggles and erase all the things that have happened. But this matter is so involved that it is impossible to completely suppress it.

However, at present, it is only known to the residents of the Muggle world in the form of various rumors, but if there is another wave of larger-scale operations, the matter can no longer be hidden.

Doing so is completely equivalent to acquiescing to open the wizarding world to the Muggle world.

However, Lupine knew this kind of thing very well, but he still did it. Because he knew that if he wanted to wait until Hai Erbo really started to act, it would be too late.

"Ok."

After a moment of silence, Maca finally nodded.

"I see... But so, has Lupine been to President Aginbad's side?"

"No," Sirius shook his head immediately upon hearing this, "Not yet."

Hearing his blunt answer, Maca couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

"Is he... intending to play a cut first and then a play?"

"No, no, Aginbad, Lupine wants you to go."

"That's right!" Maka sighed, "It should be like this... well, but Mr. Aginbad's side... Hey! Lupine really left me with a big problem!"

In fact, if you have to say it, the embarrassing thing for Akinbad is not to convince him at all—as for his relationship with the other party, if it is just a personal matter, one sentence will do.

However, even if Akinbad is the current president of the International Federation of Wizards, such a major event that directly violates the "Secrecy Act" cannot be done by himself!

"All in all, the Muggle's relocation is imperative, and God knows how many more people will die if they block Haierbo's way..." Maca rubbed his face, and then said, "Okay, I got it! I'll figure it out over there."

Having said that, he lightly jumped off the minister's desk and waved casually at Kingsley and Scrimgeour, who had long since lost their mind to handover.

"After the negotiation is completed, let us know about the change of office as soon as possible, and then...Kingsley, there is a lot of work waiting for you to do! Of course, so do I...Everyone, please do your best!"

"……OK!"

Kingsley pursed his lips, then stood up immediately, and said solemnly.

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