Then he slowly lowered his hands, put his right hand on his waist, and slowly drew a wand, and kept the movement of fully withdrawing, slowly turned around, and lit his back to the group of wizards. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Then he waved his wand at the flour pile not far behind him: "Thunderbolt explosion!"

The bags of noodles on top exploded, and discolored dust fluttered all over the sky.

Roger twisted his head with his hands raised: "It's okay now..."

"It only shows that you are a wizard, it does not prove that you are from the Ministry. Chunky Umbridge's girly voice rang out again.

Minister Fudge nodded his head rather unassertively.

Kingsley Shackle (Auror), Nymphadora Tonks (Auror), Arthur Weasley (Head of the Division for the Prohibition of Misuse of Muggle Objects and Head of the Office of Detection and Collection of Counterfeit Defense Charms and Protective Equipment), Dolores Umbridge (Deputy Minister of Magic), Barty Crouch (Director of International Magical Cooperation), Ludo Bagman (Director of Physical Education, Ministry of Magic), Rufus Scrimgeour (Head of Auror Command), Arnold Pisgood (Amnestics Canceller for the Reversal of Contingencies Team) , Mafalda Hopkirk (Office for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic) and Emilia Bones (Director of the Law Enforcement of Magic) ......"

A large list of names was called out by Roger without pause, but the people who were called out felt a little uncomfortable...

"Enough, I believe what you say for now. Minister Fudge interrupted the boy's roll call, and the people in the ministry were called out in an irregular manner, which already convinced him and many wizards.

After all, it's not just the directors of those offices, but even some unknown guys can name it, which is very revealing.

In fact, there is a pattern, and the names are basically arranged according to the familiarity in Roger's memory, but these guys can't guess it. The boy temporarily gained a little trust from the other party.

"You, stand up, and shoot a spell to safety, too. Fudge pointed to a zombie kneeling at the front and said that if he wanted to test whether these 'Muggles' were Muggles or not, Roger's solution was a good idea.

The zombie B who was clicked stood up and reluctantly opened and closed his palm, it didn't even have a small wooden stick, and it couldn't pretend to be it!

"What are you doing? hurry!" the ponytail wizard shouted at the zombie with his wand raised.

Zombie B's mouth under the mask opened and closed a few times, and he knelt down again with a 'plop': "Grandpa is okay, let me go... I don't know magic, but I'm not a Muggle!"

"It's not a Muggle and can't do magic...", Fudge was even more surprised this time, and his face was shocked: "Are you a Squib?"

Zombie B didn't dare to answer, he didn't know what a Muggle was, and he didn't understand what a Squib meant...

Roger raised his hands in surrender with his back to the enemy and said, "They're Muggles, Mr. Minister." But they didn't understand the meaning of the word 'Muggle'. ”

Fudge suddenly wondered, how could these ordinary people who didn't believe in the existence of magic know the proper nouns of the wizarding world?

So the minister changed his words and asked, "Do you not know magic?"

Zombie B honestly shook his head: "No." ”

"Then haven't you ever set foot in the wizarding world before?"

Zombie B: "Yes. ”

Fudge nodded with such an expression, thinking that he had obtained the truth and did not ask any more, and directly beckoned to the Aurors behind him and said, "Tie up these Muggles first, interrogate the matter, and allow the use of the Truth Potion if you resist..."

"And what about him?" a wizard interjected, pointing at Roger.

"Two people came out and pressed him to the dungeon on the tenth floor to take care of him. Fudge then pursed his lips and said to Roger, who had his back to him, "Although what you say is very reasonable, the matter must be investigated before it can be concluded... Also, don't worry about your sister's safety, if you torture her, I will send someone to rescue her intact. ”

It's all mentioned "saving my sister"... It was clear that Minister Fudge's subjective intention was to believe Roger's nonsense. After all, this is a 'man of his own', with a foundation of trust, and he is very cooperative with the action and 'exposing' the enemy's conspiracy.

"Thank you, Mr. Minister..."Roger's tone was mixed with remorse and gratitude: "And, don't worry, after seeing my sister, I will give you, the ministry, and the dead colleagues an explanation..."

The Aurors struck, a mass of ropes binding the zombies and waving their wands to float them around, and the wizards ready to take Roger away waited for the 'Muggles' to be subdued.

The zombies were just like when they were put into the back of the pickup truck by Roger, and their bodies did not resist in the slightest...

Although their IQ and courage are basically equal, their cowardly nature makes them very good at judging the situation. Even the 'demons' who killed them like chickens and dogs did not dare to act rashly and raise their hands in surrender, so these wizards were not something they could resist.

With this foundation, all the zombies did not dare to stretch out their arms and kick their legs, and the words of begging for mercy were even more baskets of out: "Grandpa, we are really good people..."

"The devil forced us to come and fight against the grandfathers..."

"We are telling the truth, please believe it..."

"Not only did he kill our companions, but he also killed our grandfathers' companions..."

"He's a demon who kills people without blinking..."

"Please don't spare him..."

“......”

Roger's shoulders shook slightly, and he said in a gloomy tone, "They are right... It's not a pity for me to die..."

No one picked him up, and no one comforted him.

But the Aurors who tied up the zombies all cast their magic, violently blocking back the noisy words of the 'Muggles' with ropes, and at the same time shouting at them:

"Good people!?In the eyes of you radical Muggles, wizards are evil, right?"

"Forcing you, you ignorant and vicious Muggles!"

"You kidnapped someone else's sister, and you still don't allow others to resist?"

"Good kill!"

"Shut up, you!"

“......”

No one bothered Roger, but the words were directed at Roger inside and out, which was telling.

The boy's lips under the mask twitched slightly at an angle that the wizards couldn't see...