"Jaime, is there still Regulus?" Calvin shook his head slightly, he heard the voices of a young couple, and his uncle had shown him a video of his parents getting married, so he could tell it was his parents' voices.

"It seems that this stone arch is not simple." Calvin silently began to run the Occlumency Technique, grabbing Sirius as he tried to make his way into the stone arch, shoving a cold bird feather into his ear.

Calvin shook Sirius's shoulders and looked into his distracting eyes, "Calm down, Sirius, those are all illusions."

Sirius, who came to his senses, quickly realized the truth about the stone arches and couldn't help but take a step back.

"Oh, this thing is horrible," Sirius straightened his black hair, "I have a hunch that if I walk through this door, I'll die. What is the Ministry of Magic doing here?"

Calvin rummaged through the drawers in the house, and after quickly transcribing the documents inside, he raised the parchment in his hand and said, "I don't know, but I'll figure it out later." Let's go out first and meet our new identity: to save the heroes of the Ministry of Magic."

The two returned to the Black Hall of the Department of Mysteries, where Calvin's doppelgangers were already waiting for him. Calvin took the transcription of the parchment from his doppelganger's hand, and began to control the fainting men in white to float around him.

Calvin and Sirius leave the Department of Mysteries with the unconscious Salem members, and before they can reach the elevator, they hear a series of footsteps.

Fudge, Scrimgeour and Maguire finally came down with their reinforcements.

"Don't move." One of the leading Aurors held out his wand and pointed at Calvin and Sirius.

Calvin didn't embarrass the ignorant Auror, but said to Scrimgeur, who hurried over, "Rufus, I wonder if this young man has misunderstood me?"

"Drop your wand, Adrian." Scrimgeour spoke to the Auror as he stepped out of the Auror's protection and came to Calvin.

Scrimgeour looked at Sirius and the dozen or so floating men in white behind Calvin, and let out a long sigh of relief, "What's going on, Calvin?"

"After receiving your message, I came with Sirius. When I found the thugs on the ninth floor through the elevator, I followed them in and killed them in the black hall."

At this time, Fudge also judged by his tiny brain that the Ministry of Magic was no longer in danger, swaggered out of the Aurors' protection, walked up to Calvin like a duck, and began his performance.

"Oh, Calvin, and you, Sirius, you're heroes of the Ministry of Magic." Fudge stepped forward to hug Calvin, but after Calvin politely refused, he turned to look at the floating group of men in white.

"Look at this mob, how disgusting, a bunch of scum trying to challenge Mr. Capet."

Calvin also smiled and said, "Mr. Minister, I think this can be handled by the Aurors, how about we go to your office and have a hot cup of tea and sit down and chat?"

"Oh, of course, of course. Maguire, I'll leave it to you, Scrimgeur, let's go up first." ….

Calvin led Sirius into the elevator first, followed by Fudge and Scrimgeur, and the four of them returned to the first floor of the Ministry of Magic, Fudge's office.

Fudge personally served Calvin and Sirius two cups of coffee. Sirius was a little disgusted by Fudge's performance, but Calvin was resigned.

"What about Amelia Bones?" Calvin asked first, the witch had seen herself and Sirius enter the ninth layer, and Calvin had to come up with an explanation to get the matter done.

"She's injured, in the middle of her assault on Salem, she was injured by a fireball, and she's now unconscious." Scrimgeour explained, "Did Mr. Capet have anything to do with her?"

If I'm unconscious, then I'll save a lot of effort. Calvin thought to himself.

"It's nothing, it's just a matter of Salem, and it's best to negotiate with the U.S. Department of Magic." Calvin said lightly.

Fudge slapped the table angrily, "Of course, of course we have to negotiate, they want to compensate us. Why didn't you give us notice in advance of this kind of thing, and what a loss it caused us."

"That's not a matter of *** care, Connelly," Calvin smiled slightly, "but I'm still curious why the Salem Organization came to the British Ministry of Magic to find a room with a black stone arch."

Fudge and Scrimgeour looked at each other, and Fudge stammered, "Honestly, I don't know what that room with the black stone arch is for, it's a real top secret, and no one but the Silencers knows about it."

"But guess," Scrimgeour said thoughtfully, "Salem has always been about destroying the wizarding world, maybe that black stone arch can do that?"

"I don't know, I don't care," Calvin grinned as if he didn't care, "but I have to warn you, Scrimgeot, isn't the Auror too bad right now?"

Scrimgeour's sallow skin turned red instantly. He stammered in response to Fudge's questioning gaze, "Minister Fudge, that's right, the Auror Office has recently recruited a new batch of members according to your instructions, and their level is indeed not as good as the old ones......

"So, or is it my fault, Scrimthour?" Fudge asked, a little annoyed, "Then can you explain why the four veteran team members can't catch one old Barty Crouch?"

"This, this, this ......" a cold sweat ran down Scrimgeour's forehead.

"Don't embarrass him, Connelly," Calvin began to help with the round, "It's been more than a decade since the Wizarding Wars, and it's understandable that the Aurors have dropped in level, just retrain and train."

"Yes, Minister, that's it. We are far from war." Scrimgeour quickly followed Calvin's words, "The players need to retrain themselves."

"All right," Fudge muttered, "but I really don't want to deal with Moody, he's a madman."

"How's Sirius?" Calvin looked at the unkempt man beside him, "Let him be the instructor of the Aurors."

"That's not good, after all, Mr. Blake was just released from Azkaban......" Scrimgeour said hesitantly.

"No, I think it's appropriate." Fudge said suddenly, "A hero who saved the Ministry of Magic with Mr. Capet, I think he's very qualified."

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