Harry Potter’s Defense Professor

The persecution of Muggle-born wizards also began, and every day a Muggle-born wizard and his family went missing. The Ministry of Magic has even issued a decree prohibiting witches and Muggles from intermarrying - although wizards and Muggles rarely marry without this law, but this is the first time that this discrimination has been explicitly translated into law.

But in this way, hundreds of witches would have to die alone - after World War II followed by the rise of Voldemort and the continuous wizarding wars, the number of wizards was lower than that of witches. Many witches can't find a wizard they like, and don't want to make it, they choose to marry a good Muggle... This is the case with Lockhart and Snape's mother, on the contrary, very few wizards marry. Muggle women.

In response to this situation, the Ministry of Magic has made a bizarre change to wizarding law: polygamy is legal again. While a powerful male having more than one sexual partner is unavoidable no matter how advanced society is, legalizing polygamy was almost a step backwards in civilization, and it caused uproar in the wizarding world. In this regard, though, Lockhart was the first to support the Death Eater-controlled Ministry of Magic—a law that made it unseemly for him to marry two girls at the same time.

Of course, all these changes fundamentally serve a purpose - the British Ministry of Magic began to challenge the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy, the newspapers were flooded with negative reviews of the Statute of Secrecy, and some people even clamored for it to be held. Referendum to repeal the Secrecy Act.

Of course, all of this was planned by Death Eaters or trustees, just like the German Ministry of Magic under Grindelwald's control before World War II, they were testing the bottom line of other European countries step by step. If all goes well, they will control the Muggle government to announce the existence of the wizarding world to the Muggle world, and then blatantly oppress and rule Muggles in a more detached capacity.

All these Aurors don't care - as long as you defeat the mysterious man and retake the Ministry of Magic, all policy changes can be negated. On the contrary, they can't even save their lives, so what does the policy change have to do with them.

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"It's enough for me and Gilderoy." Scrimgeour turned down Harry's offer, as did Hermione's. "We all know the Ministry of Magic. The more people there are, the greater the danger."

"I can help, I respond very quickly..." Hermione was eager to show that she could help, but she never had the chance.

"Don't mess with Hermione, you're now on the list of Muggle-borns who haven't been scrutinized!" Lockhart shook his head impatiently. "If Rufus and I are discovered, as long as we react quickly and the mysterious man is not there, we can still find a way out. If you are discovered, then there is no hope of escape, understand."

"My strength is not bad..." Black said.

"You see the other Aurors didn't speak,

Go ahead anyway. Scrimgeour frowned irritably. He was used to giving orders to disciplined Aurors. You stay here and look after the two children, stop talking, let's go! "The last words were addressed to Lockhart.

"Have you brought everything?" Hermione was still worried, and wanted to open Lockhart's bag to check, which was more verbose than the mother before sending the child away.

"It's all ready. Didn't you check it before you went to bed last night!" Lockhart said helplessly, "Did I mess with it all night and amnesia?"

Being said such blatant words in front of everyone, Hermione's face turned red all of a sudden, glared at him, and stopped talking.

Lockhart and Scrimgeour left the hotel and Apparated into an alley near the Ministry of Magic. Hermione's stats and plans were perfect, and they just had to execute it, another easy operation.

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The alley is now empty. There are only two large litter boxes. The first Ministry of Magic staff won't show up until at least eight o'clock.

"You took me in as I was, and I was pretending to be a hitter," Scrimgeour said. "That fake Lockhart was at work at ten."

"Needless to say, I'm going to memorize it." Lockhart said unhappily. Scrimgeour's repetition made it seem like he had a bad memory. "I'm going to go to Arthur later, you go to your friend in the striker, right?"

"Um."

Lockhart pointed with his wand at the locked, graffiti-covered fire door next to it, and the door slammed open. They knew from repeated careful reconnaissance that the dark corridor behind the door led to a deserted theater. He pulled the door shut so that it still looked closed.

"Now," said Scrimgeour with satisfaction. "Let's wait."

Ten minutes later, the staff of the Ministry of Magic began to appear one after another, and Lockhart walked out and stood on the side of the road.

"Hello, Director!" "Hello, Mr. Lockhart!" He was constantly greeted by employees of the Ministry of Magic and wizards who came to work. He didn't know how the fake Lockhart should behave, so he faced all the Greetings are just nodding. After a few minutes, he finally got the person he wanted to see.

"You!" said Lockhart, pointing to a tall, thin batter. "Come here."

"What's the matter, Mr. Director?" The man was called by the Director and came over nervously.

"I have something to explain to you, come here." Lockhart did not deliberately lower his voice, because he found that the fake Lockhart imitated him very successfully, and his voice was almost exactly the same as his, which also facilitated him to use the real mess. Fake.

The hitter followed him into the alley obediently, and the two easily overpowered him and threw him behind the door.

Hesklinger plucked a few hairs from his head, took a cloudy bottle of Polyjuice from his pocket, and added the hair into it. Lockhart rummaged through the hapless handbag.

"Wayne Carpit," he read his Striker ID, "hold this, Rufus, and the proof coins."

Scrimgeour had already drank the Compound Potion, and a few seconds later he turned into Wayne Capitt standing in front of Lockhart. After putting on his clothes, he took what Lockhart was holding.

The two walked out of the alley together and walked fifty meters along the crowded sidewalk, where two black pointed fences held the steps between the steps, with "Male" written on one side and "Women" written on the other.

"It's a weird way to go to work," Scrimgeour said calmly, and they walked down with some oddly dressed men, as if they came to an ordinary underground public toilet with dirty black and white tiles on the walls. "I'll try not to talk later, you can just take me with you."

"kindness."

"Good morning, Minister Lockhart, why don't you go to work today without a fireplace?" a black-robed wizard shouted at him. "Would you like to enjoy being flushed down the toilet too?"

"That's right, I just want to experience it." Lockhart said blankly. He didn't know this man at all. It was estimated that the Death Eaters were placed in the Ministry of Magic.

He and Scrimgeour entered the adjacent cubicle, and even if he didn't know anything, Lockhart could see that he was going to stand in and charge himself, but it was disgusting enough... fortunately although it looks like Standing in the water, but his shoes, feet and robe were dry. He reached for a zip line and immediately dashed down a short chute, out of a fireplace, to the Ministry of Magic.

The hall of the Ministry of Magic, after the last fierce battle, has now been repaired, and it is a little darker than the original. What used to be a golden fountain in the center is now occupied by a huge black stone statue. It's depressing, but maybe the Death Eaters want that effect.

A witch and a wizard sit on ornately carved thrones, looking down at the Ministry of Magic staff rolling out of the fireplace. At the bottom of the statue are carved a few foot-high characters: Magic is Power.

If you look closely, you can find that the beautifully carved throne is actually a pile of stone-carved human bodies, hundreds of human bodies: men, women and children, all of which are relatively stupid and ugly, with their limbs twisted and squeezed together. , supporting the handsome, robed wizard.

Lockhart stood in front of the statue, looking at the statue, which symbolized wizarding rule over Muggles, until Scrimgeour, now Wayne Capitt, patted him on the shoulder.

"Let's go, Chief."

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Many people looked at him in awe. It seemed that the fake Lockhart was usually very strong, and no one dared to talk to him.

They smoothly merged into the crowd of witches and wizards and walked towards the golden gate at the end of the hall. While scanning the surroundings as unobtrusively as possible, it was very unsuccessful, because Lockhart would be mixed in the crowd is a very strange thing, but fortunately he is playing in his true colors, and he will not show his cowardice. They passed through the golden gates into a smaller hall and saw people lining up in front of the golden gates of twenty elevators.

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——(To be continued.)