“…… No! No! No! Damn it! There is no ?!! here. Where's that damn Harry? ”

Inside the dark and deep Hogwarts Castle, Sir Roderick held a flashlight, stared at bloodshot eyes, panting, and walked around headlessly, walking through narrow stairs and dark corridors, but like a beast whose brain had been burned by anger, he could not find the slightest trace of his prey.

The initial pleasure of revenge was now gone in Sir Roderick's heart, and only a sense of anger at being fooled remained.

From the towers of Gryffindor House and Ravenclaw House, to the cellars of Slytherin House, to the greenhouse of Hufflepuff House, to the large kitchen on the ground floor of the castle and the headmaster's office on the top floor of the castle, Sir Roderick and several wizards under his command have searched almost the entire Hogwarts castle, but they have not been able to find Harry, the permanent undersecretary of the Ministry of Magic. Gordon's in sight!

And this guy is the primary target of this Hogwarts raid! He is also Sir Roderick's most hated enemy in recent years!

Now, however, they have eliminated only a handful of Scottish guards and ineffective diners, and by the way, they have beaten a group of hapless Indians and call girls to pulp. Even if you temporarily occupy Hogwarts Castle, which is empty of defenses, it is of little practical significance.

Eventually, after searching the castle for an hour, and finding only a few frightened and shivering waiters and a couple of dogs and men undressed in the empty room, the distraught Sir Roderick had no choice but to return to the devastated banquet hall with his men.

Stepping on messy masonry rubble. There was also a pool of sticky and pungent blood, and he came to the place where the prisoners were held temporarily, and asked sharply:

“…… How's it going? Did any interrogation reveal anything? Where are that damn Harry and the Scottish druid? ”

As a result of the fact that the distribution room and transformer were blown up during the battle. It was the middle of the night, so the lighting conditions in Hogwarts Castle were rather dark, except for a few emergency lights in the corners, which still glowed faintly, illuminating the mutilated corpses strewn across the ground, and the poor captives in the corners who were bruised and swollen from torture - apparently the mercenaries in charge of interrogation. They didn't think they had the need to abide by the Geneva Convention on Prisoners of War, and some of the toughest of them had even been shot dead with guns in the back of the head.

“…… Most people don't know anything. Two more people vaguely knew that there was a secret meeting in Hogsmeade tonight. ”

A mercenary with a scar on his face replied, reaching out to lift an Indian who had just been tortured with an electric stun to the point of smoking, "...... Only this guy from Mumbai, India, when he was peeing on the balcony before. Happened to see Harry. Gordon and the Minister of Magic, David. Together, Potter flew to Hogsmeade on a broomstick. It was about two hours before we attacked...... Maybe it's going to the meeting. ”

When Sir Roderick heard this, he immediately looked down at his watch, "...... Tsk, this bastard is really a good life! It was exactly half past eight two hours before the attack, and we were still trekking through the Forbidden Forest! And what about the two passers-by who were responsible for suppressing Hogsmeade Village? How are they progressing? Did you lock down the foreign delegations in the village? If all goes well, order them to call out and ask the village to hand over Harry as soon as possible. Gordon! ”

He turned his head and asked the lieutenant, who had been guarding the military radio. Then I got an unexpected bad news.

“…… I'm sorry, sir. I'm afraid I can only tell you one very bad news. ”

The adjutant, who was squatting next to the military radio, took off his headphones, sighed, and his face darkened, "...... The troops that suppressed the village of Hogsmeade had just suffered a devastating blow, with losses of more than eighty percent! Even the wizard of Oliver, whom you sent to herald, seems to have been captured! ”

“…… What the?!!! Sir Roderick's eyes widened for a moment, "...... That's impossible!! Just a few of their police pistols?! ”

“…… Unfortunately, that's the way it is, sir. The adjutant replied calmly, "...... According to known intelligence, they do not possess a large number of automatic rifles, but also RPG rockets. Coupled with all kinds of wonderful spells that we ordinary people can't understand, it's normal for the attack to be frustrated......"

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At the same time, in the village of Hogsmeade, in the "Three Broomsticks" bar, which was temporarily requisitioned as the operational headquarters, there was also a chaotic scene.

“…… I'm not talking nonsense! Then ~ a large armored car, was quickly 'boomed' by others, and it flew up......"

The most "ancient" vampire true ancestor on Shijie, the blonde Lori Margaret put her hands on her hips with a proud face, straightened her flat chest without any undulations, and made an exaggerated expression of "Come and praise me", standing proudly on the wine table and looking down at everyone.

However, in the next minute, the blonde vampire Lori Margaret's self-selling boast was exposed by her daughter in public.

“…… Mother, I didn't say you, the two RPG rockets you fired just now didn't even hit the armored car! ”

The silver-haired Lori Grete was drinking pumpkin juice while talking casually, and the goth Lori suit on her body seemed to still exude a slight smell of gunsmoke, "...... The RPGs that really blew up the armored car were all thanks to Sister Ripley and Brother Saissel......"

“…… Woo woo - Gretel is a bully again, and with Sister Ripley, she doesn't want a mother...... I was so cute when I was a child, but when I grew up, I couldn't watch it at all...... Mom is so pathetic! ”

Margaret, who was exposed by her daughter, withered in an instant, drooping her head and letting out a series of cute whimperes.

“…… Alas...... Where is this...... Who is the adult who is a mother......"

Looking at Margaret, who was full of tears and cuteness and begged for comfort, the precocious silver-haired Lori Gretel had to reach out and press her forehead, sighing helplessly, feeling that she was once again completely defeated by this undisciplined Lori mother who loves to sell cuteness.

On the other hand, Wang Qiu and others, who had just fought inexplicably, were the inside information that was interrogated by a surprise interrogation, and they were shocked for a while.

“…… Oh, my God! Military coups relying on mercenaries, violent seizures of power by extremist parties, extermination of foreign immigrants, and 'pure England'...... Could it be that we are witnessing the birth of some British version of a fascist regime?! After a moment of silence, Wang Yao was the first to exclaim.

Wang Qiu, on the other hand, seems to be more concerned about another aspect of the matter," ...... Sister, the military coup d'état in London is indeed very vigorous, but it is too far away from us, and it is useless to care about it at the moment - I am even more curious now that the wizards of Weishenme Britain will collectively create a rebellion against the Ministry of Magic, and the extremist coup Shili is willing to go to great lengths to recruit these guys? ”

He pointed to the wizard of Oliver, who was firmly tied to the chains of rope and bicycle chains, and who had snatched his wand and all the bits and pieces of his body, and who looked like a beggar in the gray face, "...... Permanent Undersecretary Gordon, can you explain it to us? ”

- After successfully storming Hogwarts Castle, because Sir Roderick heard that the troops who were supposed to blockade Hogwarts Village attacked against the order, and paid a lot of unnecessary casualties, and his own telephone orders were taken as a deaf ear, he ordered the hapless wizard to rush over on a broomstick to give an order, hoping to calm down the "British angry youth" who were carried away by blood as soon as possible and stop this senseless assault.

Unfortunately, Wizard Oliver hurried on a magic broomstick and had just landed next to the armored personnel carrier when he was unfortunate enough to encounter a dense bombardment of 107 rocket launchers and RPGs. Although he had a defensive talisman to keep him alive, he was immediately swept away by the air wave for a long distance, breaking at least a few ribs for a while, and the magic broom was missing. In the ensuing close-quarters engagement, Oliver, who was seriously wounded, struggled to wave his wand and threw out several spells, but unfortunately, under the gaze of the "Evil King's True Eye" of Kotori Yumabai, this bit of Taoism was still not enough. Plus nine vampires, dozens of druids, and a political commissar who can "break all the laws...... It would be strange if he could still escape!

In short, after a desperate battle, Wizard Oliver was quickly knocked down, tied up, and reduced to a prisoner.

“…… Ahem, I apologize for the harm done to you by these former employees of this department. "Harry? Permanent Vice Minister Gordon smirked and bowed slightly to Wang Qiu, then turned around and kicked Oliver in the belly, "...... Go ahead! Oliver! What the hell are you going to do like this? Don't give me nonsense! If you don't want to experience the evil king of the former Prime Minister Mashiro Kotori again, or drink a jar of my latest potion of honesty! ”

“…… Hum! What else could be the reason?! We have served the British Ministry of Magic diligently for twelve years, but we have never been able to enjoy the treatment of civil servants! Now, you're going to make us all unemployed! But I didn't think about the sacrifice we had made for this country! ”

Wizard Oliver glared at the permanent undersecretary of the Ministry of Magic and spat on the ground, "...... Bah! You're killing yourself! Harry! ”

“…… Unemployment? Have it? Harry seemed a little confused, "...... Didn't I arrange for you all in the Department of Polar Development? ”

“…… My God! Do you really think that spotting penguins at an Antarctic research station is a good job? And also a volunteer for an international scientific research organization! Oliver rolled his eyes disdainfully, "...... Not to mention who would want to go to such an isolated place, and after deducting free meals and cold uniforms, I only have two hundred pounds of pocket money a month, and I can't even pay for my daughter's private primary school! How do you live like this? I'm also a family to support! (To be continued......)