69novels Chapter 154 Parade and Arrest
Chapter 154 Parade and Arrest
Chapter 154 Parade and Arrest
Diagon Alley.
The past hustle and bustle, brought about by thriving commerce, symbolized prosperity and the circulation of currency, which was the heart of the economic lifeline of the British wizarding world.
But today is different.
Today is just as noisy, but not because of the wide variety of shops, but because of the enraged wizards.
The wizards who were originally coming and going to buy goods suddenly transformed, each drawing their wands and spraying sparks into the sky. A few simple words could be seen in the exploding sparks.
For example: "Fuji"
For example: "incompetent".
There's also the phrase "get off the stage".
There were also many huge banners, slowly floating in the sky, following the parade, brazenly displaying their presence.
The content on the banner and the words that exploded with sparks have almost the same meaning, only more detailed and specific.
Wizards passing by used their wands to shoot sparks while distributing leaflets using levitation charms.
The leaflet went even further, vividly describing the various mistakes Fudge had made since taking office in the past two years, compared to the losses caused by the wise decisions of the previous Minister of Magic.
The back of the leaflet was signed "Singing the Dissenting Newspaper".
In reality, Fudge's Ministry of Magic did not bring as much happiness and confidence to the people as his predecessor.
It is because it is impossible to get rid of all the policies of the previous minister in just two years, and he will inevitably be influenced by the individual's governing style, which will lead to some friction between the former minister and him during the two years of transition.
Furthermore, the former minister was a hero who led the wizarding world in the fight against Voldemort, which naturally gave Fudge a boost in prestige. To outsiders, Fudge was a lucky guy who got the ministerial position by taking advantage of a loophole, so his reputation was naturally not as good as that of a true strongman.
The third point is that Fudge was a somewhat weak political figure, and his governing environment was also a time of peace.
Compared to leaders in times of war, leaders in times of peace often possess greater personal charisma, and the governments they lead are more likely to inspire confidence and unite the people.
The above three points are the theoretical and practical basis for the outbreak of this demonstration, but for Fudge, who is of average appearance, it is not his fault.
However, after being pointed out by some people, the magical world, having experienced the leadership of the former minister, naturally compared it with the present and found that Fudge was not so good.
In addition, Fudge's ascension to the throne was illegitimate.
This led to a question among the public: what would the wizarding world be like today if those most popular figures hadn't run into trouble?
Therefore, in the parade, some people's wands sparked with Crouch's name.
By the time the Ministry of Magic's Auror squad arrived at the scene, the parade had become a massive spectacle, a kind of mass procession performance art originating from ancient times, or simply an uprising.
"This is simply unreasonable!" the Auror, who was assigned the task of suppressing the rebellion, exclaimed in surprise.
Although Fudge's reputation is not as good as his predecessor's, he still took over a relatively intact and peaceful magical world. How could such a serious protest have occurred!
"What should we do now?" The Aurors looked at each other, at a loss for what to do. They were human too, living in the wizarding world, and couldn't just pull out their wands and start suppressing the wizards because of Fudge's orders.
"Perhaps there are external factors at play in this march," the leader of the Aurors thought of what Scrimgeour had told him when they set off.
Before setting off, as the office director, I made up many reasons and excuses, showing no intention of leading the team forward. I even thoughtfully told these Aurors who had no choice but to go to Diagon Alley: the parade may not just be a parade, but you must be wizards, wizards living in the British magical world.
Originally, the leading Auror did not understand what this sentence meant.
Now he understands everything. Given the population of the British magical world, all these people in the parade could find relatives, maybe even his own extended family. The meager wages Fudge paid were not enough to make them willing to sacrifice their own family for the greater good.
Seeing the somewhat ferocious faces of the wizards at the front, he immediately gave the order: "Protect the parade. As long as the parade doesn't cause any casualties, we'll leave it alone."
"this--?"
"But the order—?"
"what?"
Several voices, barely audible in their questioning but filled with excitement, rang out.
Although this order was exactly what everyone wanted, in order to show that they were all the best employees in the magical world and loyal to the Minister, they still had to show the appropriate attitude.
Some, however, were rebellious and directly voiced everyone's concerns: "What about the minister—?"
"Given the situation, you go ahead and do it."
"That won't work."
"So when asked why the crowd wasn't dispersed, we said the number of people marching was too large. We couldn't control the situation. We could only do our best to maintain order and prevent any casualties."
"That's what we'll do!"
The Aurors began to act in separate groups, some taking out their magic cameras and others taking photos of their colleagues who were trying to stop the agitated wizards from damaging the building.
Work should be documented.
Take lots of photos.
This is not a good situation.
This is the survival rule for working in the Ministry of Magic for a long time.
Near the village of Saint Cachipol.
Not far from the Weasley family's home on the northern hilltop, there was a building decorated with fantastical elements such as airships and Lee.
"Who are you! Why are you breaking into my house!" Xenophilius Lovegood was both shocked and furious. Without waiting for a reply, he drew his wand to drive these people out.
"Disarm you!" Following behind a pink toad-like witch, a shrewd and capable wizard raised his hand and cast a disarming spell.
Xenophilius Lovegood's wand flew high from his own hand and landed precisely in the hand of the wizard who had cast the disarming spell.
"What do you want to do!" Seeing his wand being confiscated, Xenophirus pulled out a sharp knife from some unknown corner of the table, its blade gleaming brightly.
This is an alchemical tool; it only looks dangerous. Its real purpose is for making dishes, such as cold cutlery platters.
The only commendable aspect is that alchemy items themselves do not rust.
"According to the ministerial decree just issued by Minister Fudge today, your actions have violated this Ministerial Decree No. 1, so we are arresting you in accordance with the law and taking you to Azkaban." The pink toad spirit, Umbridge, said smugly, as if savoring the sweetness of power. She screamed inwardly, "This is the power of power! Just a few words, a single sentence, are enough to ruin a famous public figure forever!"
Just as the Aurors stepped forward, ready to arrest the newspaper editor who had violated the newly issued ministerial order, a childish female voice rang out: "Don't touch my dad!"
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