Pierce Hinkenis.

He has worked diligently in the Ministry of Magic for more than 20 years, not because of his ability, but because of his seniority, like the vast majority of ordinary workers.

Mature.

He might be able to be a decent Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, like the current Ms. Amelia Bones.

But he

There is no position to be the Ministry of Magic, especially at this time.

If you can't calm the grievances and settle this matter, even if you can become the Minister of Magic, you will lose this position in a short time.

As easy as you gain, you lose as easily as you lose.

Scrimgeour clenched his fists, as stiff as Fudge, glared at Sinkenes, who had walked behind the long table and in front of the blackboard to give a simple inauguration speech. He'd taken care of everything a few months earlier, and he thought he had what it took - at least he had a good relationship with Mr. Potter.

But Sinkenes, silently, how did he do it?

How can you get more than half of the support?

Hinkness spoke eloquently, at the same pace as ever, but calmly, as if he had already prepared a draft in his mind.

He had prepared.

Scrimgeour frowned.

The only person who has recently prepared the Ministry of Magic for the position of minister is himself, and Sinkenes has not done anything, and if there is, these should not escape his own ears and eyes, more than fifty votes, the number is too large.

He raised his wrist and glanced at the time.

An hour and a half has passed between the start of parliament and the decision on the final prime minister, has Sinkenness drunk anything in between?

It doesn't seem like there is?

His presence was too low to notice.

Moody once said that as an Auror, you should be reasonably suspicious of everything - what you see with your eyes and magic is not necessarily reality, not everyone is as powerful as Professor Dumbledore, and as the most outstanding Auror in the Auror Office, Scrimgeour inherited Moody's merits.

Sinkenes' performance was too abnormal.

He wondered if this "Mr. Sinkenis" was not himself.

After all, Mr. Barty Crouch, whom he once admired the most, is also suspected to have been replaced.

Time washed away a lot of doubts in his mind.

Mr. Hinkenes, who was born to sit in the position of minister, made long, boring and old-fashioned things, and put Fudge in this position, and he would say the same thing, at exactly the same level.

It's just over an hour.

I didn't stop to drink water and rest in between.

After an hour of making sure that "Mr. Hinkenes" was not a counterfeit product of the Polyjuice Decoction, Scrimgeour couldn't help but feel sleepy, he couldn't hear it, but everyone else listened to it with relish.

It's like some amazing sobering quote.

Obviously, the same thing was said, but it was said by a different person.

The meeting lasted until 6 p.m.

The most important thing: the impeachment of Fudge and the vote for the new Minister of Magic took just over an hour.

Hogwarts, in Sirius's office.

Harry, they were getting ready for Christmas.

"You've been training in duels in the abandoned classroom on the second floor every weekend since school started?" Sirius slapped the table and stood up through gritted teeth.

Harry nodded.

"I'll just say there's something wrong with Filch!" Sirius slapped the table again, "Sometimes at night when it's my turn to go on patrol, he always finds an excuse to stop me and not let me go there!" ”

"What a Peeves prank!"

Harry complained, "You can be fooled by Filch, Godfather, it's really you." ”

"After all, he's also a Hogwarts faculty member." Sirius exonerated himself, "As a colleague, of course I trust him. ”

"Not to mention this, what's going on with your dueling training?"

Harry replied, "Extracurricular Learning Interest Group." ”

"You need a great instructor." Sirius was on the move.

Harry pulled out his wand, placed it on the table, and looked at him calmly.

Hermione shook her head, "Sirius, you're not fit for the past, you're a professor." ”

"We."

She said this, with a slight hesitation: "We are students who broke the school rules and escaped from the curfew, and if the professor saw us, he would have deducted points for us." ”

Although, they often encounter Professor McGonagall who patrols seriously late at night, Professor Trelawney who goes to the kitchen to find alcohol, and Professor Binns who sleepwalks

The professors didn't think to deduct their points.

"Alright, Harry." Sirius sighed and muttered, "I'll be at least happy that you still remember me about catching Greyback." ”

"If I don't invite you, you'll make trouble." Harry was very direct.

"I'm not that naïve!" Sirius gritted his teeth.

Harry paused for a moment, then continued, "A good Animagus master will be very helpful when dealing with werewolves. ”

Sirius snorted, wagging his tail that hadn't yet been conjured.

He looked at the few people in the office: "Are they all going?" ”

Hermione, Ron, and Neville.

Harry glanced at them and nodded, "Werewolves are not very difficult to deal with, I contacted Tonks during the day, and I guess there will be a reply tonight or tomorrow, and she should be able to bring a team of Aurors over by then."

An owl flies in.

Drop a letter.

The sender, Tonks, scribbled her last name on the envelope.

"Tonks' reply is here." Harry opened the letter, and the contents made him frown, "Hermione, Ron, the Aurors may not be able to provide support, and the risk has become greater, do you still want to participate?" ”

"The Aurors can't help?" Hermione was stunned.

Harry nodded and handed her the letter, "The Minister of Magic has been replaced, and this matter is handled very simply, very unconventionally in the style of the Ministry of Magic. ”

"Scrimgeour and you have a good relationship." Sirius frowned as well.

"The new minister is not Scrimthour." Harry shook his head, "It's Pierce Hinkenis. ”

"Who?" Sirius blinked, looking confused, as if. Haven't heard of this name.

Harry didn't know, he didn't seem to have heard of the name.

"I know." Ron spoke, "My dad mentioned him, he was a very senior man in the Ministry of Magic, the captain of the magic law enforcement team, and he also had a good personality, and he was a man of integrity. ”

"Captain of the Magical Law Enforcement Team?" Sirius sneered in surprise.

"Is there another department in the Ministry of Magic?" Neville muttered.

Sirius shook his head, "You can act as if it didn't exist." ”

"In general, magical disasters will be handled by the Reversal of Accidental Magical Events team, Muggle-related, Muggle Mediation Committee, or the Amnestic Command Headquarters."

"And the enforcement of the laws of magic, there are Aurors."

"It's a department that looks like it has a lot of power, but it doesn't really have any power."

Speaking of this, he paused: "How could it be him?" I always thought Scrimgeour would be a good successor. ”

"But it's Mr. Hinkness." Hermione's eyebrows furrowed into a pimple, "And he's very ambitious, he's getting ready to settle the matter of Azkaban, and the Dementors rioted, and he personally led people to suppress it." ”

"In the next month, most of the Aurors will be in Azkaban, and they will be put in order."

"The rest will search and patrol Diagon Alley and Tumbledown Alley to find the Death Eaters who have escaped from prison."

Speaking of this, she smiled and said, "At least let ordinary wizards believe that the Ministry of Magic is protecting them and stabilize the situation as soon as possible." ”

"Maybe only Kinrice and Tonks will come and help us on Christmas Day."

"Of the two Aurors, only one is an elite." Sirius snapped his fingers, "I'm afraid we'll have a hard time protecting."

"Sirius." Hermione interrupted, "We're not here to be spectators. ”

"We've been able to protect ourselves under Professor Porter's guidance."

At this, she paused, looked at Neville, and then focused on Ron, "I'm ready, I'm ready, and now I'm qualified, barely able to fight alongside, at least against the werewolves, not the more dangerous Death Eaters." ”

"I need to verify that I'm really qualified."

As she spoke, her gaze crumpled into a ball of silk and fell gently onto Harry.

"It's not a joke, werewolves are dangerous, and if you bite it, you will become a werewolf."

"Harry is for Uncle Remus."

"Even if the Aurors don't come, with Harry here, Greyback won't be able to escape, you don't have to force yourself, Harry's dueling class is much more useful than dealing with werewolves."

Harry nodded in agreement, "I respect and understand any choice you make. ”

"Of course I'm going." Neville gripped the steel sword wrapped around his waist with a resolute expression, "I'm Gryffindor, Gryffindor is a warrior, never afraid, I want to know what level I am now, how far away from Crouch." ”

"I can still deal with werewolves." Ron waved his hand and didn't hesitate, "Harry, I'm not a kid, I'm not a little Ronnie anymore. ”

"I'm your friend."

"Now that I'm a comrade-in-arms, I can't always live under your protection."

"Even Hermione has stepped up, I'm also a Gryffindor, I have to"

Hermione's eyes became dangerous: "What is Hermione?" ”

"Ron, I've always been better than you in dueling class."

"I didn't mean that." Ron panicked, tugging at his hair, "I mean, um"

"He thinks Hermione deserves to be protected by Harry." Sirius summed it up for Ron, and he had a lot of experience with it—not a lot, but a lot of it, just like he looked at Harry and Hermione now, and he looked at James and Lily that way.

Ron nodded heavily, "That's right, that's what I meant. ”

"I'm a Gryffindor too." Hermione looked at Harry, her cheeks flushed, and she took a deep breath, "I don't want to be that kind of canary, if I don't even have the ability to protect myself, I'm going to be holding back." ”

Sirius looked at him in remembrance, "Hermione, you're more like Lily than Harry, I mean." ”

Recommend a book "It's not a gentleman and a gentleman"

In the first year, Princess Daqian met the 'gentleman' for the first time, and the man was righteous and awe-inspiring, and she sneered: "Hypocrite." ”

In the second year, the battle for the emperor's heir, one step was lost, closed his eyes and begged for death, the only person in the ranks, and his net worth to protect his life to return to Beijing, she sneered: "It's still a gentleman." ”

In the fifth year, the coup d'état ascended the throne, the empress came to the court, and gave the person a high-ranking official and a noble lady, but she refused, she frowned slightly: "It is indeed a gentleman." ”

In the tenth year, when she woke up early in the morning and was sore, she gritted her teeth and scolded the person next to the pillow: "Be a gentleman in vain!" ”

(End of chapter)