Chapter 526 Chris's Turn

"Enough! I'm not here to watch you smoke or listen to you chat!"

Scrimgeour, who could no longer bear it, finally roared.

Hearing this, many ministers in the conference room all showed sarcastic expressions. Catherine Picquery even said sarcastically:

"Tsk tsk! That doesn't sound like a tone of begging, Mr. Scrimgeour."

"That's right!"

Minister Audalia on the side also echoed, and after that, the middle-aged fat man looked at Catherine Picquery flatteringly, like a dog licking.

Scrimgeour was so angry that he laughed.

It was embarrassing enough to ask for help from the International Magical Confederation, but he didn't expect that these damn politicians would play Tai Chi with him. Not only did they delay their envoys for so long, but even when they personally arrived, they looked indifferent!

To be honest, Scrimgeour really wanted to teach these Ministers of Magic a lesson. Coming from the Auror Corps, he was confident that he could beat all of them!

But in the end, he still resisted the urge.

You know, the situation in Ying Country has become more and more serious. If there is another quarrel here, he will not be the Minister of Magic anymore. He should just cut himself off from the people!

Seeing Scrimgeour's aggrieved look, who was extremely angry but could not do anything, Catherine Picquery could not help but laugh out loud.

Her laughter was very light at first, but later it seemed that she could not hold it back and it became louder and louder.

As we all know, smiles are contagious.

In the end, most of the ministers in the entire conference room laughed out loud. The laughter was so loud that even the flames in the fireplace were shaken.

And this fiercely burning flame just represented Scrimgeour's mood at the moment. Now he was about to lose his mind.

Fortunately, Catherine Picquery stopped laughing soon and waved her hand to signal everyone to shut up.

After the conference room quieted down again, Catherine Picquery slowly stood up from the soft chair, swayed to Scrimgeour and said:

"In fact, haven't we told you the conditions a long time ago? As long as you can accept it, we will immediately send the Auror troops to help you eliminate the rebellion."

"Bang! Are you talking about conditions? You are clearly robbing!"

It would have been fine if Picquery hadn't said this, but Scrimgeour immediately got angry, slammed the table and stood up, and shouted at Picquery from a high position.

This is also a very normal reaction, because the conditions required by the International Magical Confederation represented by Picquery are really too much.

The other party not only requires Yingguo to provide a large amount of resource compensation and trade policy tilt, but also lists a document called "Talent Attraction Plan" for Scrimgeour to sign.

This document clearly states that for every student graduating from Hogwarts in the next ten years, the recommendation for employment abroad given by Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic has the highest priority!

This is only the condition for pure-blood nobles. As for those Muggles and half-blood wizards, they have no choice at all. If they don't go to work abroad, no unit in Ying Country will be allowed to recruit them.

This is simply a chronic poison!

You must know that the most precious resource in the entire wizarding world is talent, and the International Magical Federation is undoubtedly using Ying Country's blood to subsidize other countries, and this subsidy will last for ten years!

Scrimgeour estimated that after these ten years, the entire Ying Country Ministry of Magic would basically be finished. They simply couldn't support such a large organization relying on those pure-blood wizards.

This is undoubtedly something Scrimgeour absolutely cannot accept!

Facing Scrimgeour, Picquery looked up at him without fear, and was not at all forced by the other party's condescending momentum.

"Haha! It seems that you haven't figured out the seriousness of the matter. In this case, then you continue to think about it. Anyway, I'm not in a hurry." After

Picquery finished speaking, he turned around and was about to return to his soft chair.

"You're not anxious? Are you trying to make me laugh? Haha! I have to say, you did succeed." A hint of sarcasm flashed across Scrimgeour's face. "Don't you know what the situation is in your country of America? That vampire named Carlisle and that house-elf named Kled, the troubles provoked by these two guys seem to be no less serious than those in Ying Country, right? No! In a sense, the troubles you have there should be even more serious. At least the ky people here are relatively mild and try not to use force, but it's different in yours. Violence is something that has been deeply engraved in the blood of those beasts!"

Picquery's steps suddenly stopped, which made Scrimgeour feel much better. He thought that what he said just now hit the other party's pain point.

But to Scrimgeour's surprise, Picquery turned his head after a brief pause and slowly came to him, with a strange smile on his face.

"Mr. Scrimgeour, I find that you really don't seem to know us at all." Picquery said softly, "We are different from you. The cornerstone of the Magical Congress of the United States of America will always be us, the top wizards standing at the top of the pyramid. We exist only as long as the Magical Congress of the United States of America exists! As for other creatures, whether they are No-Maj wizards, vampires or those middle-class wizards who are treated as a class by others, they are just a group of inexhaustible fertilizers that provide nutrients for the United States. Do you think we will be anxious about a war between a group of fertilizers?"

After saying this, Picquery returned to his seat with a smile, and even blew a puff of smoke on Scrimgeour's face before leaving.

This made Scrimgeour feel humiliated, but reason still made him restrain himself, and he could only clench his fists to vent his anger.

After this commotion, the progress of the meeting returned to the starting point, and Scrimgeour also understood that these ministers of the Ministry of Magic were determined to bite a big piece of meat from him this time!

Taking a deep breath, he almost planned to leave.

Scrimgeour was not a selfish person. Compared to exchanging the future of the Ministry of Magic for temporary stability, he would rather be defeated by the resistance organization led by Mike.

At least this way, the Ministry of Magic still has a future!

Just when he was about to make up his mind, the door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open.

A brown-haired young man walked in slowly!

This startled all the ministers in the conference room. Picquery even pointed the smoking pipe in his hand at the young man - it turned out to be a magic wand!

It was normal for them to have such a reaction. You know, this is Marijoa, the most mysterious and highest-security place of the International Confederation of Wizards!

But the other party appeared here without anyone noticing!

Just when the ministers were alert, the brown-haired young man smiled and saluted everyone and said:

"Good afternoon, ministers and ladies. Please allow me to introduce myself. I am Chris Flint, the current head of the Flint family!"

As soon as these words came out, Scrimgeour's eyes, which had been stimulated by Picquery and turned red, narrowed into a slit.

As the Minister of Magic of Ying Country, he naturally knew the surname Flint. At the same time, he also knew that the Flint family disappeared as soon as Voldemort officially returned, and took away many pure-blood families at the same time, causing the pure-blood camp of the Ying Country wizarding world to lose half of its power at once.

That's why he was so wary of Chris, especially when the other party appeared in such a weird way.

At this time, Picquery also reacted. She still pointed her wand at Chris, but she said:

"Flint, one of the twenty-eight sacred families, I have heard of your name for a long time. But can Mr. Flint explain how you ended up here?"

"It's not important." Chris said with a smile, "What's important is that I can help you solve the current problem, Minister Scrimgeour."

Picquery was a little angry at being ignored, but before she could speak, Scrimgeour said coldly:

"Oh? Why should I believe you?"

Chris smiled slightly, and did not speak, but stretched out her palm to everyone.

This move made everyone in the conference room nervous, and Minister O'Diliya's hand trembled, and the spell that had been brewing for a long time on the tip of her wand was directly fired.

Picquery's mouth corners rose, she could already foresee the embarrassed look of this rude man.

As for whether the other party would be beaten to death by Minister O'Diliya, this was something she had never thought about. Since the other party could sneak in here, he would not be killed so easily.

The next moment, Picquery's expression froze.

Because a terrifying suction force suddenly appeared on the palm of Chris's outstretched hand, almost sucking everyone around him, and the magic spell fired by Minister O'Diliya was forcibly changed by this force and absorbed into his palm.

But this suction force has not disappeared. Under the effect of the suction force, everyone only feels that the oxygen around them is slowly drying up, and in Chris's hand, a ball of light green terrifying light is slowly condensing.

Feeling the terrifying aura in the ball of light, Picquery and Scrimgeour's faces changed drastically.

Without a wand and without making any sound, you can freely control the natural elements around you for your own use. This is an ability that only legendary wizards can have!

The next moment, the ball of light in Chris's hand was thrown at Minister O'Diliya by him.

"Ah!~"

A miserable scream came from Minister O'Diliya's mouth. After hitting his chest, the ball of light did not explode like an ordinary spell, but was directly "embedded" in his chest.

And the seemingly motionless ball of light was actually rotating at high speed. Under the effect of such a terrifying force, Minister O'Diliya's suit had long been torn into pieces, and the fat on her chest was quickly twisted into a bloody mist, which was unbearable to look at!

This was far from over. Just when Minister O'Diliya's chest was completely cut open, Scrimgeour and others could almost see the beating heart inside.

The ball of light finally exploded.

The violent explosion that everyone expected did not occur. A large ball of fire suddenly emerged from it, quickly spreading along Minister O'Diliya's chest to her limbs, and finally completely burned it, turning it into a ball of gray-white ash!

"You...you are a legend?"

Picquery stammered. At this moment, she felt very thirsty when she thought that she had just done such an impolite thing to a legendary wizard.

As before, Chris still ignored her, but raised his head slightly and said to Scrimgeour:

"Do you think this is enough?"

After that, he did not wait for Scrimgeour to reply, and quickly said:

"If it is not enough..."

"Bang!"

A burst of explosions came from behind Chris, and the solid door made entirely of obsidian was blown open.

Large patches of gray smoke suddenly spread, and when the smoke cleared, more than a dozen black-clothed wizards wearing wooden animal masks appeared behind Chris on the ground.

Picquery collapsed to the ground, and now she felt that even her brain was shaking unconsciously.

Because through the blown-up door, she could clearly see the pile of corpses in the corridor behind Chris and others. They were all security personnel brought by these ministers for this meeting!

They were all the most elite Aurors in various magical ministries! They were slaughtered like this, and they didn't even make a scream before they died!

The people standing in front of her now...how strong are they?

Scrimgeour's body was also trembling slightly, but what made him react was not the bloody sea outside the conference room, but the badges on the chests of the dozen masked wizards.

These badges were different, but they were all equally exquisite and simple.

Scrimgeour knew very well that these badges were all family crests of pure-blood families!

Now that they appeared here, did that mean that the families behind them had also pledged allegiance to Chris Flint?

Scrimgeour lowered his head involuntarily. If there was a legendary wizard plus the help of more than a dozen pure-blood families, then the mobs in Ying Country would not be a concern.

Suddenly, he raised his head abruptly, stared at Chris with his bloodshot eyes, and gritted his teeth and said:

"What do you want?"

Hearing this, Chris's face rarely showed a serious expression.

He slowly approached Scrimgeour, looked into his eyes and said:

"I want the entire Ying Country Ministry of Magic!"

Scrimgeour was stunned, but the next moment he said without hesitation:

"Okay! I will resign immediately after I return and nominate you as the next Minister of Magic! As long as you... you can make the Ministry of Magic of Yingguo great again!"

"As you wish!"

After saying that, Chris turned around and left with the dozen masked wizards. Scrimgeour followed quickly after hesitating for a moment.

At this time, Chris, who was walking in the front, had a sneer on his face. Looking at the piles of corpses in the corridor, he said in a voice that only he could hear:

"Now, it's my turn!"