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Moments later, in the Auror Bureau, Chen Ping sat leisurely in a spacious office, waiting for someone to arrive.

The door was opened with a large hand, and a tall old man with the wind walked in, with long yellow-brown hair, thick, grayish and mottled eyebrows, and a pair of sharp yellow eyes behind thin-rimmed glasses, which looked like an old lion.

"Zhang Liang, a mysterious wizard from China and the youngest holder of the Auror Record, welcomes you. I heard Dumbledore say you, I'm Rufus Scrimgeur, you can call me Rufus normally, but in the bureau, you should call me Director. ”

Rufus Scrimgeour held out his hand.

Chen Ping stood up, shook hands with him, looked at him and said:

"Yes, Director, I just came back from China yesterday and heard about Ollinvander's disappearance, and it seems complicated."

"So you caught that old boy from Borgin Bock?"

"That's right, when people's panic begins to spread, it's always good to knock on those forces that are ready to move, and as for the crime, if I'm not mistaken, the illegal acquisition of other people's property and the resale of wands are all going to Azkban."

"What Bogin-Bock is, I know better than you do, throwing him in for a few days and keeping those guys honest would have been a good idea in normal times, but now it's ......" Scrimgeour said with some hesitation.

"Sizzle"

Chen Ping immediately understood what Scrimgeour hadn't said.

"How bad is it?"

Scrimgeour looked at the young man, according to common sense, he shouldn't have told Chen Ping about these secret things at all, but years of work experience made him feel that under the young man's somewhat youthful appearance, there seemed to be something extremely dangerous, which made him decide.

"Almost a month ago, there was a riot in Azkban, and as a result, some prisoners managed to escape." Scrimgeour said with some embarrassment, "Among them are Bellatrix Lestrange, Murseber and so on. However, in order to avoid causing panic, the news was closed. Even the pervasive journalists don't know anything about it. ”

He picked up a Wen Jiàn clip on the table and handed it to Chen Ping.

It seems that the death of that guy has not made them lose hope, on the contrary, an operation in the nature of revenge is unfolding. They acted unscrupulously and caused a lot of trouble, and poor Connery had already submitted his resignation. So, I need the support of a capable Auror like you. ”

"Then congratulations, Mr. Minister." Chen Ping smiled.

"You're smart, I think I understand why Dumbledore gave you such a high rating." Scrimgeour smiled, he took out a bottle of whiskey that looked a little old, poured a glass for the two of them, and then took a large sip, the strong alcohol that made his face even more ruddy.

"What's the biggest problem right now?" Chen Ping held the wine glass, held the bottom of the glass in his hand, and shook it gently, his eyes were bright, like two stars.

"It's because we're understaffed, and not so long ago, we lost Amelia Bones."

"Director of Law Enforcement?"

"Yes, they're like a bunch of scurrying rats, causing trouble everywhere, disappearances, murders, traffic accidents, hurricanes, bridge collapses, poor Connery, poor me, having to go and say hello to Muggles, is there anything worse than that?"

Scrimgeour couldn't help but roar, his face flushed, making Chen Ping deeply feel the pressure he was facing.

Quickly flipping through the information in his hand, nodding slightly from time to time, his mind-snatching mastermind, which was comparable to a computer, quickly analyzed the qiē that had been born in the past few days.

"Interesting." Before he knew it, a smile was on his lips.

"What have you seen?"

"These things are not done by a group of people." Closing the volume, Chen Ping handed it back to Scrimgeer.

"You mean there are two groups of people?"

"At least two, maybe more." Chen Pingdao: "From the perspective of methods, mysterious disappearances, traffic accidents, hurricanes and the like were not done by a group of people. ”

Scrimgeour thought for a moment and said, "Maybe you're right. ”

"At least one group of people deliberately created trouble in order to take revenge on us, to avenge that person. And the other group is ......"

"Hiding in the dark, preparing something."

"Whoever they are, they're our opponents this time. And to make matters worse, Hogwarts is back in school again. ”

"Harry Potter?" Chen Ping asked playfully.

"No, who else is that kid?" Scrimgeour was in a terrible mood.

"The title of savior, though shining, is too much of a burden for a fifteen-year-old." Chen Ping said with a grin.

"Although Dumbledore is still at Hogwarts, those who came out of Azkban will never let him go, I'm sure of that. What could be more valuable than Harry Potter's life to establish prestige among Death Eaters? Scrimgeour said with a fist.

"Is there any trouble? I don't think it's hard for the Ministry of Magic to provide proper security for Harry Potter. Chen Ping said.

"Well, we didn't have a good time with Hogwarts last year, damn Urimchi. You know, after Modi's retirement, the Defence Against the Dark Arts course at Hogwarts was left without a teacher, and Connally Foji asked his cronies, Lady Urimchi, to take on the position, which turned out to be a terrible disaster. Scrimgeour cursed.

"So ......"

"I've read your resume, and you're good friends with Harry, so I'll leave it to you. Anyone who wields Harry Potter's brains, you can deal with them at will. Scrimgeour said like a hot potato.

"Uh, okay, but I also have a request, or build yì." Chen Pingdao.

"Of course, I'll listen." Scrimgeour said.

"Bogin-Bock, I propose that I cast a confusion spell on him. Let him go out and serve us, in fact, I would have liked to use the polypotion. ”

"It's a genius idea, why didn't I think of it, I agreed, but I also want to get a report." Scrimgeour's eyes widened in surprise.

Although the Confusion Charm is one of the three unforgivable spells, it is allowed to be used as an Auror with the authorization of the Bureau of Magic. It's like it's a sin to keep a gun in the Celestial Empire, but it's legal for a police officer or military member to shoot in the line of duty.

In the interrogation room of the Ministry of Magic, Borgin Bock crosses Jiro's legs and hums an unknown song in his mouth. It's not the first time he's been here.

"It's just a matter of asking a few words, it's not a big deal." He doesn't take this matter to heart, reselling magical items from unknown sources? Joke, if the Ministry of Magic struggles with these little things all day long, then a tenfold increase in the number of people in the Ministry of Magic is not enough.

What scared him was the kid who had captured him, and although fighting was not his forte as a shopkeeper, he could still sense the powerful magic contained in that young wizard.

The door opened, and Chen Ping walked in with a cold smile on his face.

"Haha, can I go? Lad. ”

"Oh." Chen Ping sat down across from him and said, "Mr. Borgin-Bock can leave, but you can't. ”

"What do you mean?" Borgin-Bock was alert, and a wave of uneasiness from the depths of his heart welled up in his heart.

"Quite simply, that's what it means." Chen Ping raised the ring on his hand and faced him with the ring.

"What, no!"

A sense of danger of life and death made Bogin Bock jump out of his chair in fright, wanting to resist, an invisible force that restrained his whole body.

"Human Immobilization"

Chen Ping walked up to him with a smile and tapped his eyebrows with his wand, and his eyes turned into silver swirls.

Psionic ---- mindp

A powerful spiritual force, like a slender straw, stabbed into the depths of his soul, and the memories flashed through his mind uncontrollably, and even those things he thought he had forgotten were recalled again.

Borgin-Bock was terrified, the man in front of him, the horror in his heart, even the man who couldn't even say his name. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, two years ago, a figure whose face could not be seen clearly, but who exuded a dark aura all over his body, came to his mind.

"Yes...... You? ”

"Do you remember?"

Chen Ping joked.

"Well, I've got what I need, and you, can disappear from this world, soul sucking."

The ring in his hand flickered, and Borgin-Bock's eyes lost their sparkle.

It was the remaining shell of the soul after it was forcibly pulled out of the body by powerful magic, the soul of the dark wizard Bogin Bock, who had been imprisoned by Chen Ping.

Then, Chen Ping took off the ring in his hand and put it on Bogin-Bock's finger, and in the next moment, the body woke up.

"Now, I'm Chen Ping, and I'm Bogin-Bock."

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