Muen feels... A little embarrassed, facing many eyes, he helplessly spread his hands: "Let's go." ”

Scrimgeur's gaze froze, and he raised his wand, "I'm sorry, I think I'm going to put some restraint on you. ”

"Whatever." Munn raised his hands and turned to look at Dumbledore.

"When are you leaving?"

"Me?" Dumbledore's mouth rattled with a candy crunch, "I should have a while, after all, the Magical Beasts Department still needs to check." Oh, and of course, I'm pretty sure I don't keep any dangerous animals in the castle. ”

"We need to vet you, Mr. Dumbledore, the Ministry of Magic can't tolerate things like this at Hogwarts and... Person!! "Someone from the Department of Magical Education said.

"Yes." Dumbledore nodded, looking at Muen, "I can't tolerate anyone like that. ”

"You're really running a train with a mouth." Munn shook his head and looked at Scrimgeour as he had placed a shackle on Munn's hand.

"Sorry, please pull up my sleeves, your shackles look dirty." Mu En said.

His understatement made the Aurors and the personnel of the Law Enforcement Department who had come specifically for him this time look stunned and their faces flushed.

As before, this is a blatant provocation.

The next moment, however, a scene that stunned them appeared.

Same as before.

Scrimgeour bowed down and pulled Munn's sleeve up.

It was only after the incident that he reacted, and cold sweat fell from his forehead.

Again! Again!

The people in the Ministry of Magic are mixed from a wizard's point of view, and even the average spellcasting ability is not as good as the upper grades of Hogwarts.

But the Auror office is different, only the best wizards can be the Aurors, and each Auror even has professional training before hiring!

Even, before the age of Mystery, the director of the Auror office was equal to the next Minister of Magic.

And he, Scrimgeur. To be able to get to this position, the inner will is enough to say that it is excellent.

However, even so, it is easy to be deceived by the man's words.

Could it be that this guy's words are full of the Imperius curse?!

He didn't dare to think about it anymore, he wanted to do something more, but he didn't dare to do it. Looking at the shackles on the other party's hands, he only felt that there was a layer of "face" on it.

By this time, he had already figured out that something was wrong, whether it was the person in front of him or Dumbledore.

Thinking about it, he drew his wand and silently cast a cleansing spell at the shackles.

This kind of low-level household spell, as the head of the Auror Office, there is no need for him to chant the spell.

Mu En looked at him with a little surprise in his eyes.

"Let's go." He nodded, and stepped into the fireplace first. Scrimgeour followed, picking up a handful of Floo powder.

"Ministry of Magic!"

The flames turned green and rose violently, and then the two disappeared.

The Law Enforcement Division and the Aurors followed, and this time the task was unimaginably easy.

According to the dossier, the actions of the target this time made everyone think that he was a dark wizard with extremely destructive power.

But I didn't expect to take the initiative to tie my hands so much. Come to think of it, this is inseparable from Dumbledore's coercion!

So all the people who left paid their respects to Dumbledore.

Dumbledore gladly accepted the gifts.

After they left, the Department of Magical Beasts Management and Magical Education began investigating him...

Ministry of Magic, Main Hall.

The figures of Munn and Scrimgeour appeared at the end of a long golden hall,

The floor is polished with polished dark wood panels, and the peacock blue ceiling is inlaid with glittering gold symbols, constantly moving and changing, like a giant bulletin board.

On both sides of the corridor of this hall are dozens of fireplaces. The fireplace on the left is used to enter, and every once in a while, a pop pops come out of it. In front of the fireplace on the right, there is a queue, leaving through the flames in an orderly manner.

"Let's go." Scrimgeour said, but instead of urging, he asked, "It's just a routine check, but I want to know what the hell you're trying to do?!" ”

Mu En had already taken the lead in walking through the golden corridor at this time, looking at a fountain in the middle of the foyer.

It is a group of solid gold statues, erected in the middle of a circular pool, larger than a life.

The tallest of them all was a noble wizard holding a wand high and pointing to the sky. Surrounding him were a beautiful witch, a centaur, a goblin, and a house-elf. The centaurs, elves, and house-elves all looked up at the two wizards with infinite adoration.

Beams of shining water shot out from the tip of the wizard's wand, from the centaur's arrowhead, from the tip of the elf's hat, from the ears of the house-elves, making the sound of tinkling and clattering water.

"What is this statue called?" He asked curiously, but did not answer Scrimgeour's words.

"Magic is power." Scrimgeour replied that the Aurors had returned to the Ministry of Magic from the fireplace, following the two men.

Mu En nodded, did not answer, but walked forward.

The lifeless passers-by around him all cast surprised glances at him, first, because of his appearance.

Second, it was because of his shackles and the Aurors who followed him.

"It's... Prisoner? ”

"What the hell is Scrimgeour doing?! Still by a prisoner more than the minister..."

Skipping the crowd of pedestrians and wands, Munn was guided by Scrimgeour to a room with a row of elevators. They monopolized an elevator.

The elevator buttons are peculiar, and they're on the eighth floor right now.

Facing up, it's seven, six, five, four...

Facing down, there is only one nine floors.

"There is a magic elevator, there is a Hogwarts Express, there is a magic camera, but there is a division to prohibit the misuse of Muggle objects, and regulations are added every year..."

Munn looked at Scrimthour: "Comment?" ”

Scrimgeour didn't know how to answer, but someone in the back immediately said viciously, "I think you should be concerned about your future life in Azkaban." ”

Mu En didn't look back, feeling a little bored, the elevator quickly descended to the ninth floor, and then under the guidance, they walked down to the next floor.

Unexpectedly, at the bottom of the stairs, a short and fat figure appeared.

Mu En's pupils dilated, and in the shadows, he saw the appearance of the man.

She looked like a large pale toad, short and fat, with a wide, loose-skinned face, a large mouth drooping downward, and eyes large and round that bulged outward.

He wears a pink flannel vest and a small pink velvet bow on his short curls.

"It's too slow, Scrimgeour." Her voice was sharp and thin, like a little girl who had not yet reached the stage of voice change.

Such a posturing appearance suddenly gave Mu En goosebumps, and the hair on his face stood up.

"Ms. Umbridge, why are you here?" There was some unhappiness in Scrimgeour's words.

"Why?" She smiled and said, "The Minister has always been very concerned about the safety of Hogwarts and the wizarding world. We attach great importance to this incident, so the minister sent me to hear it! ”