Chapter 518 Kingsley who refused to take the blame

What happened in the slums of North London was not just an isolated case. In fact, under Mike's instruction, the same thing was happening in Muggle wizard settlements all over the country.

The direct result was that the hall of the Ministry of Magic was already filled with Muggle wizards who came to protest at noon.

This was actually a very exaggerated thing, because it was only a few hours after the newspapers were distributed, and normally the development of the situation would not be so rapid.

But when Benjamin arrived at the Ministry of Magic, he did not show the slightest surprise, because he knew very well that most of the protesters here were actually their own people.

That's right, Mike actually didn't have any hope for those Muggle wizards from the beginning.

In his opinion, most of these people were stupid people who accepted it, and if they had a little blood, the situation of Muggle wizards would not be like this now.

Facing such people, you can't touch them simply by words, because their hearts have long been numb.

So Mike simply went all out and sent out his elite wizards to disguise themselves and rush directly into the Ministry of Magic!

At this moment, they were holding special wooden signs that were playing the video of the tragic experience of the Loya family in a loop, and they kept shouting uniform lines of violence. For a time, all other sounds in the hall were crushed.

Most importantly, they also processed the video published in the newspaper, making the original black and white picture more colorful.

For example, in the scene where the brown-haired wizard used the killing curse to kill Loya, Benjamin added color to the killing curse. The

effect of this was outstanding. A bright and ominous green suddenly flashed in the originally black and white boring picture, which made all the wizards who saw this picture tremble.

Faced with such a massive violence activity by Muggle wizards, the Ministry of Magic naturally did not sit idly by.

Kingsley, then acting Minister of Magic, quickly responded and sent Auror troops and strike force to the hall to maintain order.

In the eyes of the high-ranking officials of the Ministry of Magic, this was just a mob. According to the past experience of dealing with Muggle wizards, as long as the Aurors and strikers came forward, this group of rebels would disappear.

It was normal for them to come to such a conclusion. After all, it was the first time they had seen such a thing, but unfortunately, this incident was premeditated!

"Back off! Everyone, back off! Where do you think this is!"

Several strikers roared and pushed the surging crowd back. Their thoughts were very similar to those of the high-ranking officials of the Ministry of Magic. They all thought that these were just a group of mobs, so they didn't even take out their wands.

The Aurors stood behind the strikers, holding their wands and looking at the crowd with a vigilant look. They

did not despise this group of Muggle wizards like the strikers. It was not that they saw that this group of rebels were all elite wizards in disguise, but that they were the most elite forces of the Ministry of Magic and would never let down their guard at any time!

While the strikers were pushing the crowd, the old wizard with white hair and beard who came with Benjamin came from the back of the crowd to the front of the team.

Looking at the strikers with fierce faces, he simply lay on the ground, grabbed a striker's leg and cried:

"The Ministry of Magic is killing people! Come and see! The Ministry of Magic is killing people! You kill me! Anyway, I don't want to live anymore!"

The old wizard's move directly confused all the strikers. The striker whose leg was hugged stretched out his hand to pull the old wizard's hand away, but was stopped by his companion.

When he raised his head, the expression on his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

Because at some point, several magic cameras had already been aimed at him, and the flashing red lights on the cameras meant that they had been working for a long time.

The dark-faced striker instinctively looked at his captain, but saw that his captain's expression was also confused.

Now, the attacker who was holding his leg could neither move nor stay. For a moment, the scene in the hall of the Ministry of Magic was in a very strange stalemate.

The Ministry of Magic of Ying Country is actually a super-large entity that integrates various government departments. Usually, wizards in Ying Country must come to the Ministry of Magic to handle all kinds of matters, such as accidents, immigration inspections, crime trials, Floo network reports, and patent applications. This leads to a huge flow of people in the Ministry of Magic, otherwise they would not install so many fireplaces in the hall.

And in a place with such a large flow of people, such a sensational thing actually happened, so it is natural for people to gather to watch. After

Benjamin and others made a fuss in the hall for a while, the already crowded hall of the Ministry of Magic became even more crowded. Countless passers-by looked at the excitement with curiosity, and there were foreign wizards who were excitedly recording something.

And the major news of the riot in the Ministry of Magic naturally attracted the attention of many mainstream newspapers such as the Daily Prophet, and they quickly sent reporters to the Ministry of Magic to find out the situation.

Looking at the reporters with work badges on their chests and holding photographic equipment in their hands, struggling to move forward in the crowded crowd, Benjamin's mouth corners unconsciously rose.

You know, Mike didn't hesitate to send so many people to pretend to be ** not only to make the Ministry of Magic unhappy, but also to make things bigger!

And the best way to make things happen is naturally to go to the traditional newspapers such as the Daily Prophet!

"Look everyone! It's a reporter from the Daily Prophet!"

Benjamin shouted, and as he raised his arms, the wizards from the Los Santos Group also took action. They squeezed through the crowded crowd and soon surrounded all the reporters.

This scared the reporters, and many people had already taken out their wands to protect themselves. After all, in their eyes, Benjamin and others were a group of cynical mobs, and they were extremely dangerous.

But to their surprise, the attack they had expected did not come.

Not only did the thugs not hurt them, they also pushed away other onlookers and made room for them.

Then, a middle-aged man in shabby clothes came over holding a sign and loudly explained why they came here and what the purpose of this trip was.

This made the reporters very happy and they hurriedly took out paper and pen to start recording.

As the interview went deeper, the expressions on the faces of the reporters became more and more excited. Aurors used unforgivable spells on ordinary people, Aurors raped girls, and the Ministry of Magic raped people. These were huge news that could shock the country and even the entire European wizarding world!

Not far away, the middle-aged man pretended by Benjamin looked at the excited faces of the reporters, and his mouth corners slightly raised. This was the effect he wanted.

At this moment, the senior officials of the Ministry of Magic finally reacted.

Kingsley, wearing a round cap, and a group of officials from the Department of Emergency Affairs trotted into the hall, pushed away the striker captain who wanted to come forward to explain the situation, and went straight to Benjamin and others.

When he saw the reporters who were surrounded by Benjamin and others in the middle of the crowd and writing furiously, and the foreign wizards who were watching the excitement outside the crowd, his face suddenly became ugly.

"Go! First control all the foreign wizards here." Kingsley whispered to an Auror beside him, "Also notify the Internal Affairs Liaison Department and let them communicate with the Daily Prophet and other newspapers. This incident today must not be published on a large scale!"

"Yes! Sir!"

The Aurors who received the order quickly took action and began to "friendly" invite those foreign friends to visit the office, while Kingsley himself walked with a serious face and asked knowingly:

"I am the Acting Minister of Magic, Kingsley Shacklebolt. What are you doing here?"

As Kingsley's voice sounded, the people crowded together finally recognized the temporary minister who had just taken office not long ago, and they all showed an expression of watching a good show on their faces.

Benjamin and the others looked at each other, and then, as they had rehearsed beforehand (in fact, they had rehearsed beforehand), they held up the signs and rushed forward, shouting at Kingsley:

"Give me back my life! Hand over the murderer! Give me back my life! Hand over the murderer!"

The Aurors reacted quickly and formed a human wall in front of Kingsley.

But Benjamin himself had no intention of attacking Kingsley at all. They just stuck to the Aurors and shouted loudly over and over again.

This scene made the reporters excited. At this moment, they were holding up their special advanced magic photography equipment and taking pictures of Kingsley.

But Kingsley turned a blind eye to this. He knew very well that these people were just minions. As long as he put pressure on their superiors, the things they took would not be released at all.

But the indignant people in front of him still made the muscles on his black face twist. After a long time, he forced out a gentle smile and shouted to Benjamin and others through the wall of Aurors:

"I know you are very angry now, but please calm down and withdraw from the Ministry of Magic. I can assure you as the temporary Minister of Magic that we will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly and will not let any bad guys go unpunished, nor will we let any good people suffer injustice!"

Kingsley's sincere words slowed down the voices of the police. Everyone was looking around, as if hesitating whether to do what he said.

Kingsley saw this and a trace of joy flashed on his face, but when he was about to take advantage of the victory, a roar came from the crowd:

"We will wait here and not go anywhere! We will leave when you catch the murderer!" As soon as

these words came out, the crowd, who were originally a little overwhelmed, immediately reacted, and the voices of echoing came one after another, making Kingsley feel dizzy.

For a moment, he even wanted to directly order the Aurors to forcibly expel all these people, but Kingsley calmed down when he saw the crowd of onlookers in the hall of the Ministry of Magic, which was several times the number of the police.

He believed that if he dared to issue such an order, he would be scolded by wizards all over the country tomorrow!

He was just a temporary minister, why should he bear such a big pot?

Thinking of this, Kingsley's originally tense heartstrings suddenly relaxed a little. He nodded and shouted to the crowd:

"Okay! I agree to your request and investigate this matter thoroughly now. But you also have to promise me that you must not overreact and try to maintain order and quiet, okay?"

"Okay!"

The crowd shouted in unison, and then everyone sat cross-legged on the ground in unison. The few people who had not figured out what was going on were pulled down by their companions who had never met before, and they joined the police.

For a moment, the deafening roar in the hall of the Ministry of Magic disappeared, but the notice boards were still held high, and the flashing pictures on them still told everyone who passed by about the tragic experience of the Loya family.

Seeing this, Kingsley's mouth twitched a little, but in the end he nodded and walked quickly into the magic elevator.

Benjamin, who was hiding in the crowd, smiled as he watched Kingsley

and his group slowly leave. At this moment, his deep respect for Mike reached a new height, because the reaction of the Ministry of Magic's top brass represented by Kingsley was exactly what Mike had expected!

Unable to help but clench his fists, he turned his head and looked at the reporters who were leaving quickly behind him, and whispered in a voice that only he could hear:

"It's up to you now."

On the other side, just after entering the elevator, Kingsley's face full of fake smiles instantly twisted. He suddenly approached the temporary commander of the Auror Office who had been following him, staring at a pair of eyes like copper bells and roaring in a trembling voice:

"Hurry up and find those three guys! I want to see them immediately!"

The commander of the Auror Office looked at the furious Kingsley in front of him expressionlessly. As a senior official of Scrimgeour's faction, he did not have the slightest good impression of Kingsley.

Being treated so rudely, he instinctively wanted to find some excuses to perfunctorily embarrass Kingsley.

But looking at the other's bloodshot eyes, the commander couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and stood up straight and said,

"Yes, sir!"

Kingsley nodded with satisfaction and stopped talking. The officials who were riding with him didn't dare to breathe, and the huge elevator suddenly fell into a strange silence.

"We have arrived at the Minister of Magic's office and the logistics department."

The cold elevator prompt sounded, and Kingsley walked out impatiently before the elevator door was fully opened, and behind him followed a group of officials with sad faces.