All roads have an end, not to mention the minister's office, which is just one floor away.

No matter how much John Doug's footsteps dragged on, these dozens of steps came to an end.

However, Glitter noticed that his body, which had been tense to the point of stiffness, became relaxed as he got closer to the upper floor.

In other words, it brought a sense of resignation to Gretel.

Speaking of which, Glitter had been hiding in the American Ministry of Magic for a whole day, and he had basically inspected the entire administrative department of the American Ministry of Magic.

Only the Minister of Magic's office he hadn't entered.

It's not because of anything else, it's just that here, like those secret departments, has set up an extremely alarming vigilance spell.

Glitter tried to get closer, but even if it was an extremely calm magic particle, when he hid inside, it would still bring out extremely subtle magic fluctuations.

The wizard may not be able to sense it, but the Vigilance Charm will never ignore this fluctuation.

In order not to startle the snake, Grett did not try to break in again.

But now that John Doug is going in, Gretel can stick to him, relying on the magic power on his body to hide the magic fluctuations brought out by his fusion into the magic particles.

Sure enough, as John Doug passed through the vigilance spell at the door, a faint wave swept through his body, and it was only after confirming his identity that he settled down again.

This was the first time Glitter met the Minister of Magic in the Americas.

Unlike all the wizards Glitter has ever met.

If it weren't for the fact that Glitter knew he was the Minister of Magic, Glitter would have felt more like a politician.

Whether it is the crisp suit, the gold-rimmed glasses on his face, or the glint in his eyes that flickers from time to time, it gives Gretel a sense of déjà vu of a politician.

He didn't even feel like a wizard.

In his office, there are few objects from the wizarding world.

Except for the wand on the table, there was no trace of magic left in the shape of a fireplace with a temperature without flames.

On the table are landlines that are just like those of politicians in the Americas.

Behind him was the flag of the United States of America, and those important official documents were also separated by briefcases.

As for John Doug, he began to hold his breath as soon as he entered the office.

Not at all like Ravon Keys had said, John Doug was the Minister of Magic's most trusted confidant.

Gretel could clearly feel his stiff muscles through the magic particles surrounding him.

It was as if he was not facing the Minister of Magic, to whom he was loyal, but a silent beast of prey.

That sense of disobedience made Gretel feel as if he had come to Voldemort's meeting.

No, it was a hundred times more cautious and fearful than the Death Eaters were when they faced Voldemort.

……

"Finished processing today's memories?"

When Wright Meyer's voice came out, John Doug's body trembled involuntarily.

Then he nodded nervously, "Yes, Minister Wright, as usual, according to the regulations, everything is dealt with." ”

His voice was unusually dry, like a hinge in disrepair, with an uncomfortable grinding sound.

Wright Meyer was very old, at least for the average fifty-odd age of the Ministers of Magic.

For example, in other countries, a gray-haired seventy or eighty old wizard like him should have retired early to enjoy life.

It is impossible to control the Ministry of Magic, which manages millions of people.

After all, the wizarding world is still different from the Muggle world, and if the Minister of Magic does not have superhuman spell-casting ability, it is difficult to subdue the various thorns in the wizarding world.

But Wright Meyer, with his gray sideburns, firmly held the Ministry of Magic in his hands.

In fact, if you look closely, you can see that although Wright Meyer is very old, he doesn't give people a sense of old age at all.

Ignoring the intelligence and his gray hair, you can see that he is not old.

The years seem to have only dyed his hair white, but they have not left many traces of time in other parts of his body.

Smooth skin and shrewd eyes all bring up his superhuman energy.

It can be said that he is an old man full of energy.

However, his excessively thin cheeks, as well as his tall but curved hooked nose, accompanied by thin lips with a dull red tinge, made his whole temperament mean.

Just with his face, it's hard to imagine that he is a good person to get along with.

John Doug's reaction also shows the personal characteristics of Wright Meyer, who is not easy to get along with.

After glancing at John Dougg, he continued.

"The government said that the recent experiment materials are not enough, how do you do things, and have already divided two more Auror teams for you, but you can't even supply the test materials over there now.

If you don't have the ability, I don't mind someone else.

You'll be given three more days at most, and if you don't have any more materials, I don't mind putting you on the list and sending them over as materials. ”

Gretel noticed that John Doug didn't even dare to explain, but just buried his head blindly, and took the order angrily.

"Okay, you can go to District 51 later, and there is a message that the goblin you sent over yesterday has something to say to you.

Before I go there, though, I need to give you a brain change. ”

As soon as these words came out of his mouth, John Doug's breathing suddenly became rapid, and even if he forced himself to calm down, he couldn't do it.

Gretel was also a little confused about what Wright Meyer was and what it meant to change his mind.

Of course, he didn't need to imagine all this, because after Wright Meyer said this, he stood up.

Walked straight to the only magical item in the office.

He raised his wand and slammed it on the fireplace.

Seeing his actions, Gretel's eyes widened, this familiar behavior reminded him of the way to enter Diagon Alley.

Triggered concealment enchantments, usually used to hide buildings.

Sure enough, after Wright Meyer's tapping, the fireplace in front of him receded, and a dark downward passage appeared in its place.

After the passage appeared, Wright Meyer never said anything more, and without beckoning John Doug to follow, he walked straight down.

John Doug stood in place and took several deep breaths before he was mentally constructed, and he stepped into it step by step with heavy steps.

Glitter hurriedly followed, and after a more detailed scan of spell fluctuations, he followed John Doug in.

The passage was long, and the dark green torches elongated John Doug's figure and twisted it into an eerie shape.

I don't know how many turns I made, and I experienced more than a dozen vigilance spells along the way.

If it weren't for Gretel's cautious enough not to leave John Doug's body, he would have been exposed by now.

The deeper he went down the passage, the more Gretel felt the atmosphere around him become more and more gloomy.

In the entire passage, only the footsteps of John Doug seemed heavier and heavier.

Not far away, Wright Meyer is like a robot, every step is as if it has been carefully measured, and the stride length is equal.

He never looked back, nor did he talk to John Doug, the tail behind him.

Just blindly lead the way in front, wave his wand from time to time, turn on the vigilance spell, or close the alchemy mechanism.

Feeling the subtle but threatening mechanisms, Gretel couldn't help but feel his tongue smack.

Grett can be sure that the security here is definitely far greater than that of the British Ministry of Magic.

In other words, lost Europe has long lost the ability to build such a secret level of architecture.

Even the goblins of Gringotts, the security devices they set up are just the same as here.

It was an ancient race whose inheritance had never been broken, and who had tirelessly rebelled against wizards and had not been wiped out.

At the end of the passage was an even darker chamber, and Wright Meyer's behavior was finally no longer so casual.

When he followed John Doug here, he could see the old man Wright, and his face did not change.

With the chanting of the spell, the blood gradually steamed, enveloping the entire end of the passage.

The dim green light, the strange color of blood, for a moment Glitter was a little suspicious that he had come to the Ministry of Magic of the Americas, or to some place where cult rituals were held.

Thankfully, the blood didn't last long.

The wound in Wright Meyer's palm also healed after swallowing a bottle of unknown things.

A moment before he saw the inside of the chamber, Glitter was still suspicious.

But when the door of the secret room was completely opened, his eyes were completely opened.

The chamber is semi-circular, with transparent windows that go up to the dome and are lined up against the walls of the chamber, and the windows are also divided into small grids.

Each compartment contains body tissue in jars.

Limbs, internal organs, eyes, and brains......

Glitter clearly noticed that these tissues remained vigorous even when they were out of vivo.

The last time I saw such a scene was in the hallway next to the Potions classroom.

However, the organization there is all kinds of potion materials, from all kinds of magical creatures.

It's different here, and Grett can clearly tell that most of the tissue here comes from the human body.

There are only some particularly precious magical animal tissues, such as the nerves of a dragon, the wings of a ptarmigan, and the unicorn of a unicorn......

I have my own window.

Ever since entering the chamber, Wright Meyer's mood has also become excited, and he walked to the window where the brain tissue was stored, and picked and chose for a while before picking out a jar with John Doug's name on it from the corner.

At this time, John Doug, after experiencing violent trembling, finally calmed down and walked step by step to the operating table placed in the center.

What happened after that was completely beyond Gretel's imagination.

Wright Meyer was like a brilliant surgeon and a cruel butcher who had torn apart John Doug's skull.

Even if Glitter had already done psychological construction for himself, he almost couldn't persevere, and was almost bounced out by magic particles.

Wright Meyer directly separated a piece of John Doug's brain tissue and filled a new piece of it.

Truth be told, if it weren't for the potions and spells that hung John Doug's life, Glitter believed that he would not have made it to the end of the operation.

When it was all over, Wright Meyer skillfully threw an amnesia spell at John Doug, who had not yet come to his senses.

The magical fluctuations of the Forgetting Spell weaving memories are recognizable to Glitter even if he closes his eyes.

By the time John Doug woke up, Wright Meyer had taken care of the whole thing, and the organization of the wall was hidden.

——

"Alright, go ahead, as usual, and don't worry about the defence.

However, again, I want you to remember in your heart who you are really working for.

If I find out that you have betrayed you, I will really send you there as experimental material. ”

After replacing his brain, John Doug's movements became noticeably sluggish.

After brain surgery, he had lost his memories, and all of his current memories were undoubtedly woven by Wright Meyer's spell.

But even so, after hearing Wright's words, his body shivered involuntarily.

It seems that the shadow caused by Wright Meyer did not disappear due to the loss of memory, and I don't know how many times Wright had destroyed him before his body had this stress reaction.

After John Doug left the Ministry of Magic, Glitter tried to get the information he wanted from John Dogg.

The final result disappointed Gretel, and no matter how much Gretel probed, the memories he saw were like thick glass.

That familiar feeling, Gretel had felt before he came to America.

However, they didn't do anything to the brain, except that Grett broke into the brain of the Death Eaters and weaved countless memories with the Oblivion Charm.

At that time, it was like this, and all the memories that the Guardian had read through the Oblivion Charm did not have a clear image, and it seemed to him that he was dreaming.

But the rest of the memories can still be read as usual, and will not be changed by the oblivion of the Forgetting Charm.

Glitter really doesn't know where Wright Meyer learned this extreme trick.

Even the most vicious dark wizard in history did not perform a skull.

Although others play with the soul, to a certain extent, they still respect the dignity of human beings as intelligent beings.

Wright Meyer's actions, even in the ancient age of barbarism, could not be forgiven.

However, although the means were savage, Gretel had to admit that they were effective.

After all, even the parts where memories are stored are gone, so what can others read?

(End of chapter)