Chapter 1251 ? Nonviolent Noncooperation

The sound of neat leather boots on the stone bricks resounded on the streets of Diagon Alley. Uniform steps, heavy leather boots, and a straight back became the signature of this arresting team composed of armed Aurors and strikers. Hearing such a voice and seeing such a situation, the shopkeepers and waiters in those shops hurried back into their shops in an instant. No one knew which shop these Aurors were about to break into, and no one knew. Who will be caught next.

But no one wants to dodge in advance. After all, if at this time, if Apparate escapes or transfer through Floo powder, then these Aurors who will be monitored will think that they have a guilty conscience, and they will cause trouble when they have nothing to do. , and will inevitably be taken away for review.

So after these shop assistants retreated, except for the next employee to take care of the shop, most of them would hide in the warehouse or the inner area on the second floor to observe the situation secretly. The armed Aurors would not arrest everyone at once. But those who have been arrested so far will not be released, and this insecurity has made business in Diagon Alley worse recently.

The leading Auror stopped not far from the Leaky Cauldron, which gave a sigh of relief to the families who tended to be neutral even if they knew that they had not committed any crimes. Many people were afraid that Harris had received the news of their party. Speaking of Wu De, they were also arrested.

The lead Auror raised his wand and pointed it at the glass window, marking it with a Dark Mark marked with an X, indicating that the store had been proven to have links to Death Eaters.

The clerk who guarded the room seemed to be a little scared, and was quickly controlled by the Auror who rushed in - he was not the target of capture, and the fact that he did not escape would guarantee that he would be fine.

But someone hiding in the back of the house has already used Apparition to disappear in place. This behavior of not cooperating with the Aurors will make them themselves wanted criminals. He was punished by the Ministry of Magic for his behavior.

The intruding Aurors searched and compared the room wantonly after entering, without sparing any corner.

The person in charge inside realized that something was wrong when the other party saw the imprint on the glass of her house from the window on the second floor. She immediately opened the desk, revealing a trap door disguised as a floor, quickly dodged and hid in, and then Cover the floor, control the desk with a magic wand and cover it back.

With the sound of her nervous heartbeat, the Auror entered the room. After searching around, it seemed that the secret door was not found for the time being, but what she didn't know was that the Aurors downstairs had already been arrested after many arrests. With experience, the Auror who was the leader before was being held up by his colleagues with a levitation spell. He raised his own wand, the tip of the wand pointed at himself, and the thick end pointed at the ceiling of the wall, and carefully explored the inside movement.

Suddenly, he ordered his subordinates to put him down, and just as he landed on the ground, a spell was sprayed out from the tip of his wand, which had turned its direction, and the ceiling was instantly torn apart. Under the flying sawdust and dust, the thin witch fell down. In front of everyone.

Now her body has been cut into several large and small openings by the flying debris, and blood is oozing from inside, especially on her face. It was all blood, and it was stained with the smoke and dust rolled up by the shattered walls. It looked particularly hideous, very ugly and terrifying.

The witch who was originally in the mezzanine thought she had escaped unharmed, but the sudden explosion made her tremble all over with fright. Her hand touched her face, and the blood stained it made her burst into tears instantly. A shrill howl came out of the building, causing the passing wizards to quicken their pace.

"Howling, it's all flesh and blood wounds." A male Auror rubbed her ears, a tongue-locking curse passed over and made her tongue stick to her upper teeth, and the two Aurors tugged at each other unspeakably The witch's arm dragged her out of the store and onto the street, where the previous clerk was left in the store by the Auror wizards.

Foley, Burns and Longbottom at the Leaky Cauldron could no longer drink tea and drink in peace,

Sitting around the window watching the scene outside.

"Harris has lost control of her own power... She is so cruel to the witch. Facing so many Aurors, she will only resist violently if she is stupid... This is abuse!" Algie Longbottom said angrily .

"Slow down! Don't let them find out." The sudden increase in volume frightened Foley who was next to him repeatedly. Thinking of Len Harris' polite and polite face, his tone became more frightened, "No Against them, they do it on purpose and don't care whether they catch alive or dead."

"Look clearly, Algie, those wounds are just bloody looking scary, a healing spell thing... although I have reservations about them not using healing spells at this time." Amelia Bones Shaking her wide chin to express her disapproval of Algie's statement, she said in a deep voice, "I'm more worried that even if Dumbledore...the first Dark Lord escaped and so blatantly served as the vice president of Hogwarts University Headmaster...Dumbledore has not been as impartial as he used to in the Grindelwald matter."

"Dumbledore also often lives at Grindelwald's house... and I, Dumbledore, are no longer Harris' opponents." Even though the fire in the stove was burning vigorously, Hector Foley still pulled the ink on his body. The green magic robe wrapped herself even tighter.

"Eh? Wait! Scrimgeour is here, is he going to stop them..." Algee Longbottom leaned out, trying to get a better look, and said worriedly, "Merlin, what if He was ousted by Harris, and our life may be even more difficult."

This Scrimgeour brought a team of patrolling Aurors and the patrolling Aurors who were in charge of patrolling Diagon Alley to meet up. They trotted over, and the immigrants who had gathered around and clapped their hands just now felt that the momentum was wrong and did not dare to come out. Noisily gave way to the road, and some sensitive wizards left here quietly.

The director of the Auror's office had a pair of sharp eyes to see the situation on the field. When he saw the blood-stained witch, he couldn't help but shouted angrily: "When did we Aurors degenerate like this? We When did the Aurors become a violent group?!!"

But these armed Aurors didn't even hesitate, and each did their own thing.

"If you still recognize me as the head of the Auror Office, stop!" Scrimgeour said angrily.

However, the armed Aurors had received orders long before, and apart from orders directly issued by Lun or Albert, it would be difficult for anyone to stop them.

Scrimgeour, who has been running around trying to solve the problem with the internal rules of the Ministry of Magic, has been disappointed too many times, and now the unscrupulous behavior of the armed Aurors has filled Scrimgeour's chest with humiliation and anger.

"Very good!" Scrimgeour said sullenly, walking to the small steps of the shop steps, and cast a powerful loud voice spell on himself, "Wizards, patrolling Aurors and armed Aurors, I am Rufo Scrimgeour, Director of the Auror Office of the Ministry of Magic.In recent days, the joint actions of armed Aurors and the Department of Magical Law Enforcement to violently arrest wizards have become more and more beyond the tolerance of me, the owner of the Auror Office. There is a clear conflict between ideas and personnel in some key positions in the Ministry... My objections have not been effective in the Ministry of Magic, my voice is not heard, and orders are not carried out..." Scrimgeour suppressed himself and let the muscles of his face They all began to twitch, "Now I announce that in order to protest this violent law enforcement, I will strike collectively from now on, and will no longer accept assignments and orders from the Ministry of Magic... My subordinates, if you still have a conscience, please join me, Let us use this peaceful protest of last resort to make our voices heard! Let us be heard by those who would not listen to us!"

The patrolling Aurors, who had been looked down upon by the armed Aurors for a long time, didn't hesitate. They stood behind Scrimgeour, with their chests high and their heads held high, silently expressing their support for Scrimgeour.

There were figures flashing behind the windows of many shops, and those local wizards and immigrants gathered around and listened.

"Thank you, my colleagues, but let me emphasize that this is a movement of non-violent non-cooperation! In any case, we must not take any wrong action in order to achieve the results we deserve. We cannot go to Drink the wine of anger and hatred. We must always conduct our struggle with high character and self-discipline. We must not allow the demonstrations that we waged war to end violence to degenerate into acts of violence that we stand against!"

Scrimgeour's steady and powerful voice made the patrolling Aurors behind him who participated in this non-violent non-cooperation protest more determined. They began to use the Ministry of Magic Auror badges they issued to contact their colleagues far away. .