Chapter 430 Timely Rain
The rain outside was so heavy that the moment the man opened the window, the strong wind swept into the apartment with the rain curtain.
The moment the white man opened the window, he had already gritted his teeth and closed his eyes. Although it was July, the temperature in Liverpool was still not too high these days. He was ready to be drenched by the rain.
However, to his surprise, when the heavy rain hit him, he did not feel the bone-chilling cold, but a gentle warm current!
The rain was actually warm!
And there seemed to be some kind of magical power in the rain, which kept penetrating into his skin, making him feel unusually comfortable!
The white man's brows relaxed at once, and he enjoyed his slightly open mouth. As some rain poured into his mouth and was swallowed by him, the warm current also flowed down and poured into his body.
"This is so comfortable!"
The man not only moaned.
The little girl in his arms was also very happy at the moment. She was seen laughing and catching the raindrops with her hands. As the rain continued to wash her body, the extremely thick brown on her skin slowly disappeared!
The man woke up from his daughter's laughter, and he looked at his daughter nervously.
You know, your daughter has already been infected with the plague. Now that she is caught in the rain, her condition is likely to become more serious.
However, the moment he saw his daughter, he was stunned, because he finally discovered that his daughter's condition seemed to be getting better rapidly!
"Celia, how do you feel? Does your chest still hurt?"
"Hahaha!" The little girl laughed and kissed her father, "Dad, my chest doesn't hurt anymore. Has my illness been cured by this rain?" The
white man looked at his daughter's fair skin without a trace of brown in a daze, and a burst of ecstasy suddenly surged from deep in his heart.
His eyes were red, and rain mixed with tears kept flowing down his face. Suddenly, he lifted his daughter high up, cheering and shouting:
"Thank God! Thank God for healing my daughter! From today on, I will be your most devout believer!"
The little girl in his arms thought her father was playing a game with her, and laughed even louder.
...
Such scenes are constantly being played out in this city. The terrible plague that is about to bring death to everyone is like dust on a glass window, which is washed away by the heavy rain.
When the heavy rain stopped, a few bold people also took to the streets.
A few of them kept cheering to the sky and celebrating their luck.
And more people put their hands together and prayed devoutly, thanking God for bringing them this magical timely rain!
"Look! What is that!"
Suddenly, a person on the street pointed to the sky and shouted.
The rest of the people looked in the direction he pointed, and then they were stunned.
Because in their vision, several people riding on brooms were flying in the sky, and as they flew, a strange pattern with a faint glow was slowly emerging!
It was a slightly open eye. Although the pattern was only composed of a few simple lines, everyone still recognized that it was a left eye.
But the strange thing was that it was different from ordinary eyes. There were two lines below this eye, one straight and one arc. They were like tears flowing from the eye. And below those lines, it was a pair of big hands clasped together! There
were many knowledgeable people in the crowd on the street. They recognized the true identity of this eye almost at a glance - the Eye of Horus, which symbolized holiness and power!
Everyone was stunned by this special scene, but before they could recover from the shock, a line of golden fonts appeared in the sky under the efforts of everyone.
'We are in the same boat!' '
After writing this line of words, several figures in the sky disappeared, leaving only the huge eye and the golden words still flickering in the sky.
"What is that?"
On the street, a middle-aged man with a full beard murmured in a voice that was almost like a dream.
Hearing this, a young man next to him was excited and said without turning his head:
"No matter what! They must have saved us!"
As soon as these words came out, the people around who were still looking up at the sky reacted, and they agreed with the young man's statement almost instantly!
"That's right! It must be like this!"
"They must be messengers sent by God!"
"Thank you!"
"We are in the same boat! We are in the same boat!"...
The cheers on the street continued, and no one knew who started it. The golden words under the strange pattern caused everyone around to imitate.
Anyway, in the end, almost everyone was repeating that phrase.
'We are in the same boat! '
This uniform shout broke through the clouds, and Benjamin and others could hear it clearly even though they were in the sky.
Behind the clouds in the sky, looking at the vague city below and listening to the faint voice, a feeling of pride was spreading in the hearts of Benjamin and others.
Especially Benjamin, what no one knew was that at this moment his parents were also in Liverpool below.
In other words, Benjamin not only saved countless people this time, but also saved his own parents!
Unconsciously, Benjamin's eyes were wet again, and Franklin, who was standing beside him, stepped forward and gently patted Benjamin on the shoulder and said:
"It's time to go, Benjamin, we still have work to do next."
Hearing this, Benjamin wiped his face and turned his head. Sure enough, he saw his companions around him looking at him with expectant eyes. The reason
why these people were willing to come to help him was entirely because their relatives were also threatened in this large-scale action of the Death Eaters.
They hope that by helping Benjamin save his hometown, the organization will rescue their relatives in exchange.
Before this operation, Benjamin and Mike had already agreed to their request. After all, the relatives of the members were also within the protection of their organization. Even if there was no such thing, Mike would try to rescue them.
However, since there was a more important war to deal with, Mike gave the matter to Benjamin and only gave them one week.
If Benjamin and his team could not rescue the families of all the people within a week, then I'm sorry. The interests of the organization are supreme. The relatives of the remaining people can only be rescued after this incident.
So, time waits for no one!
Benjamin took a deep breath and cheered himself up. He said to everyone:
"Okay, we must hurry up! Next stop, Birmingham!"
...
Benjamin and others' actions are in full swing. In this short week, relying on the huge material support and military assistance of the Freemasons, Benjamin and his team not only carried out disaster relief activities in several severely affected cities such as Birmingham and Liverpool, but also carried out targeted strikes against some small terrorist attacks and organized many tragedies.
Of course, their style of doing things is completely different from the previous emergency response teams of the Ministry of Magic. They are very high-profile. They don't care about being exposed to Muggles. After completing each task, they will leave a huge Masonic symbol and slogan in the sky above the original place.
It is also because of their style that the Masonic symbol and the slogan "We are in the same boat" have become more and more well-known. Some places have even turned that short sentence into their local disaster prevention slogans and continue to pass it on.
With their efforts, countless people who should have died in pain were finally rescued.
And their only question is, who are these people who saved them?
Scrimgeour also wants to know this question. This question has been bothering him in recent days!
If possible, he really wants to arrest all these people, sentence them to death and execute them on the spot!
Because these people's behavior has seriously violated the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy, the supreme law of the entire wizarding world!
The International Confederation of Wizards has been furious these days. They have been sending letters to condemn the incompetence of the Ministry of Magic of Yingguo. The words are so bad that they are outrageous. And they even threatened that if the Ministry of Magic of Yingguo did not deal with this large-scale leak, they would expel the Ministry of Magic of Yingguo from the International Confederation of Wizards! This almost made Scrimgeour, the new Minister of Magic who came from the military and had a hot temper, die of anger. Do
you think we don't want to eliminate this large-scale leak?
It's really impossible! Big brother!
In order to cut costs, the memory erasure team of the Ministry of Magic of Yingguo has only a dozen people on standby, and it is simply impossible to handle such a large-scale leak. In the past, when encountering such a large-scale accident, the Ministry of Magic usually hired social talents temporarily to deal with it.
But now it just happened to catch up with Voldemort's comeback. Those social talents who could have been recruited at will either fled Yingguo early or hid at home.
This led to the Ministry of Magic in Yingguo being unable to handle the leak at all.
As the Minister of Magic, Scrimgeour also made the most correct choice, which was to ask for help from the International Confederation of Wizards.
Since you asked us to deal with this incident, it is only natural to send some people to support us, right?
That's what Scrimgeour thought!
Unfortunately, the people of the International Confederation of Wizards didn't think so.
Although they used very euphemistic words in their reply to Scrimgeour, the core meaning was very direct, that is, your Yingguo is now too dangerous because of Voldemort. We will not let our people take such a big risk to support you, so you better hold on!
Scrimgeour felt that he was going crazy. If he could, he really wanted to line up and shoot all those people from the International Confederation of Wizards.
But unfortunately, he couldn't do that.
"Huh!"
Scrimgeour in the office looked at the real-time simulated sunlight outside the window and sighed deeply.
At this point, there was only one way left for him to solve the leak, and that was to ask for help from the Muggle Prime Minister.
But, do I really have to beg that damn Muggle?
Thinking back to the unpleasant conversation between him and the Muggle Prime Minister that night, Scrimgeour fell into deep entanglement.
On the other side, the Muggle Prime Minister, who made Scrimgeour feel entangled, was in a very good mood, humming a little song and continuing to smoke a cigar.
He had just finished an interview with the media. The questions from the media were exactly the same as those a few days ago. They were all asking him about the supernatural phenomena that had recently rescued countless disaster victims.
In this regard, the Muggle Prime Minister was quick-witted and imitated his old predecessor. He said nothing, but just made a scissors hand gesture to the camera!
As for how the media would interpret this action, he had no control over it, and he didn't want to care! Anyway,
he didn't know the true identity of those mysterious people. He only knew that after the efforts of those mysterious people, his support rate suddenly soared by five percentage points for no reason!
It seems that many people attributed the disaster relief achievements of those mysterious people to him!
"What a nice guy!"
The Muggle Prime Minister couldn't help but sigh!
If it weren't for those mysterious people, how could he smoke a cigar here so easily?
He was really happy at the moment, but at the same time he felt a little weird in his heart, because there was no doubt that those mysterious people who participated in the disaster relief must be wizards.
At first, he thought that Scrimgeour had a change of heart and sent his men to solve these things, but soon he found something wrong.
Because the style of those wizards was completely different from that of the Ministry of Magic, they were too high-profile!
This was obviously not in line with the so-called confidentiality law!
As a qualified politician, the Muggle Prime Minister undoubtedly had a very keen insight, and soon he interpreted another fact from these things.
That is, the people who helped with the disaster relief were not in the same group as the Ministry of Magic!
The forces to which those mysterious wizards belonged must be very powerful, even so powerful that they were completely unafraid of the Ministry of Magic!
Moreover, the forces to which those mysterious wizards belong have a deep affection for Muggles, and they may even come from the Muggle world themselves, rather than those so-called pure-blood wizards!
And most importantly, through the behavior of these wizards, the Muggle Prime Minister interpreted the message they wanted to convey, that is, they are very willing to expose themselves to Muggles, and are even very willing to actively integrate with Muggle culture.
This is really great!
The Muggle Prime Minister was so happy!
If he could cooperate with these people and promote all wizards in Yingguo to integrate into the society of ordinary people, then the mysterious power of magic will also be mastered by ordinary humans!
By then, the national strength of Yingguo will surely soar, and it is not impossible to even recreate the myth of the sun never setting!
This is a great feat!
The Muggle Prime Minister slumped in the sofa chair, his mouth almost cracked with laughter!