The persecution of Muggle-born wizards also began, with Muggle-born wizards and their families disappearing every day. The Ministry of Magic even issued a decree prohibiting wizards from intermarrying Muggles - although wizards rarely intermarried with Muggles without this law, this was the first time that this discrimination had been blatantly translated into an explicit rule.

But in this case, hundreds of witches had to die alone - after World War II, the rise of Voldemort, and the continuous wizarding wars, the number of male wizards was lower than that of female wizards. Many witches can't find a male wizard they like, and they don't want to settle, so they choose to marry a good Muggle...... This was the case with Lockhart and Snape's mothers, and in contrast to the fact that very few witches married Muggle women.

In response to this, the Ministry of Magic made a strange change to the wizarding law: polygamy became legal again. While the phenomenon of a powerful man having more than one sexual partner is inevitable no matter how much society progresses, making polygamy almost a step backwards in civilization has caused an uproar in the wizarding world. In this regard, however, Lockhart was the first to support the Death Eaters' Ministry of Magic, a law that made it no longer unacceptable for him to marry two girls at the same time.

Of course, all of these changes fundamentally serve one purpose – the British Ministry of Magic has begun to challenge the International Wizards' Secrecy Act, the newspapers have been flooded with negative reviews of the Secrecy Act, and there have even been calls for a referendum to repeal the Secrecy Act.

Of course, this qiē was planned by the Death Eaters or the Torns, just like the German Ministry of Magic under the control of Grindelwald before World War II began, and they were testing the bottom line of other European countries step by step. If they were to be in a more detached capacity, they would accuse the Muggle government of announcing the existence of the wizarding world to the Muggle world, and then openly oppress and rule the Muggles in a more detached capacity.

The Aurors didn't care - as long as they defeated the Mystic and recaptured the Ministry of Magic, all policy changes could be negated. On the other hand, they can't even save their lives. What does the policy change have to do with them?

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"Gideroy and I are enough. Scrimgeour rejected Harry's offer, as did Hermione's. "We all know the Ministry of Magic, and the more people there are, the greater the danger of exposure. ”

"I can help, I'm quick to respond......" Hermione was desperate to show that she could help, she never had the chance.

"Don't mess with Hermione, you're now on the list of Muggle-borns who haven't been censored!" Lockhart shook his head impatiently, "If Rufus and I are discovered, as long as we react quickly and the mysterious man is not there, we can still fight our way out." If you're discovered, there's no hope of escape, you know. ”

"I'm not bad......" Blake said.

"You see that the other Aurors didn't speak, why didn't they rush to go. Scrimgeour frowned irritably, he was used to dictating to the disciplined Aurors: "It's not a good thing, it's not a death squad, I don't know what to fight for! You stay here and watch the two children, stop talking, let's go!" The last sentence was addressed to Lockhart.

"Have you brought everything with you? Hermione was still uneasy. I also wanted to open Lockhart's bag and check it, which was even more verbose than the mother before sending the child on a long trip.

"Bring it all with you, didn't you check it before you went to bed last night!" said Lockhart helplessly, "Did I get it all night?" Tossed and lost your memory?"

Hermione's face turned red when she was said in front of everyone, glared at him, and stopped talking.

Lockhart and Scrimgeour left the hotel. The apparition moved into an alley near the Ministry of Magic, where Hermione's statistics and plans were perfect, and they just had to execute. Again, this is a relatively light action.

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The alley is empty now, with only two large garbage bins. The first Ministry of Magic staff wouldn't show up until at least eight o'clock.

"You just take me in with your true face, and I'm pretending to be a striker. Scrimgeour said, "That fake Lockhart is at work at ten o'clock." ”

"Needless to say, I'm going to memorize it. Lockhart said unhappily that Scrimgeour was repeating it as if he had a bad memory. "I'll go to Arthur later, and you'll go to your friend in the hands of the blower, right? ”

"Hmm. ”

Lockhart pointed his wand at the graffiti-strewn fire door next to it, and it slammed open. They had carefully scouted through Guò many times and learned that the dark corridor behind the door led to an unoccupied theater. He closed the door so that it looked like it was still closed.

"Now," Scrimgeour said contentedly, "we'll wait." ”

Ten minutes later, the Ministry of Magic staff began to appear one after another, and Lockhart walked out, standing on the side of the road.

"Hello Director!" "Hello Mr. Lockhart!" He was constantly greeted by the staff of the Ministry of Magic and the wizards who came to do business, and he didn't know how the fake Lockhart should behave, so he just nodded in the face of all the greetings. After a few minutes, he finally waited for the person he wanted to meet.

"You!" Lockhart said, pointing to a tall, lanky striker, "come here." ”

"What's the matter, Mr. Director?" the man was called by the Director, and walked over a little nervously.

"I have something to explain to you, you come here. Lockhart didn't deliberately keep his voice down, because he found that the fake Lockhart imitated him very successfully, and spoke almost exactly like him, which also made it easier for him to confuse the real with the fake.

The batterer obediently followed him into the alley, and the two easily subdued him and threw him behind the door.

Heskringer plucked a few hairs from his head, pulled a cloudy polyjuice potion out of his pocket, and added the hair to it. Lockhart rummaged through the hapless man's handbag.

"Wayne Capitt," he said, reading his batter badge, "take this, Rufus, and the certificate." ”

Scrimgeour had already drunk the Polyjuice Potion, and in a few seconds it was Wayne Capitt standing in front of Lockhart, and after putting on his clothes, he took what Lockhart was holding.

The two men walked out of the alley together and walked fifty meters along the crowded sidewalk, where two black pointed fences were sandwiched between the steps, with the words "male" written on one side and "female" on the other.

"It's a weird way to work. Scrimgeour said calmly, as they followed some strangely dressed men as they walked down to an ordinary underground public toilet with dirty black and white tiles on the walls. "I'll try not to speak later, just take me with you. ”

"Yes. ”

"Good morning, Minister Lockhart, why don't you go to work today without the fireplace?" a black-robed wizard said loudly to him, "Do you want to enjoy being flushed on the toilet too?"

"yes, I just want to experience it. Lockhart said expressionlessly, he didn't know this man at all, it was estimated that he was the person who the Death Eaters had planted in the Ministry of Magic, and it was not appropriate to say more, it was easy to show his stuff.

He and Scrimgeour went into the adjacent cubicle, and even though they didn't know anything, Lockhart could tell that they were going to stand up and rush him, but it was disgusting...... Thankfully, although he looked like he was standing in the water, his shoes, feet, and robe were dry. He reached out and pulled the zip rope, and immediately sped through a short chute to the Ministry of Magic.

The hall of the Ministry of Magic, after the last fierce battle, has now been repaired, and it is a little darker than the original. The location of the original central golden fountain is now occupied by a huge black stone statue. It's depressing, but maybe the Death Eaters want it.

A witch and a wizard sit on an ornately carved throne, looking down at the Ministry of Magic staff rolling out of the fireplace. At the base of the statue are carved several large one-foot-tall characters: Magic is power.

A closer look reveals that the richly carved throne was in fact a pile of stone human bodies, hundreds or thousands of naked human bodies: men, women, and children, all of their stupid and ugly appearances, their limbs twisted and squeezed together, supporting the handsome, robed wizard.

Lockhart stood in front of the statue and looked at the statue symbolizing wizarding rule over Muggles, until Scrimgeour – now Wayne Capitt tapped him on the shoulder.

"Let's go, Director. ”

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Many people looked at him in awe, and it seemed that the fake Lockhart was usually very strong, and no one dared to talk to him.

They followed the flow of witches and wizards and walked towards the golden door at the end of the hall. While scanning the surroundings as unobtrusively as possible, it was unsuccessful, because it was strange for Lockhart to be in the crowd, but fortunately he was acting in his true colors, and he was not too timid. They walked through the golden gate to a smaller hall and saw people lining up in front of the golden fence gates of twenty elevators.

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[Why don't you ask for a recommendation and you can't even pop up on the classification recommendation list, ask for a recommendation vote!]

——(To be continued......)