Chapter 537 News of the Public Trial

Looking at the assistant minister who was stunned by his words, Chris shook his head in disappointment. He felt that he needed to change his assistant.

Now this assistant is not only a man, but also has an IQ that is not up to standard.

But this is also normal. Even the IQ of those officials in the Ministry of Magic is so low, how smart can the assistants they choose be?

In his opinion, anyone with a normal brain development can see that the reason why he, an underage wizard, can become the Minister of Magic, and he ascended to the position of Minister by the way that the previous minister stepped down for no reason, which itself represents his extraordinaryness.

Chris originally thought that these officials would be smarter and try to test first before considering seeking benefits. In this way, when these people find out the horror of his power, they should stop and surrender, so that the matter can end peacefully.

But those officials ignored it and launched an attack directly. They

even thought that relying on bagong as a means could make him anxious.

This is simply the stupidest idea!

Thinking of this, Chris's mouth corners slowly rose.

He believed that under his plan, things would change soon, perhaps... tomorrow.

...

On the other hand, the officials of the Ministry of Magic did not know that a huge danger was slowly approaching them.

After finishing their most relaxing class ever, they left the Ministry of Magic happily.

Most of them chose to go to Diagon Alley for a drink to celebrate today's victory, but Valon, a clerk in the Werewolf Registration Office, chose to go home directly.

He almost couldn't wait to go home and share today's joy with his wife.

You know, the Werewolf Registration Office is almost the most unprofitable place in the entire Ministry of Magic. There are so many werewolves in Ying Country, which leads to a huge workload every day in the Werewolf Registration Office. Clerks like Valon basically have to work overtime every day. Little

money and a lot of work, this is simply a job that is so bad that it can't be worse!

Valon dared to swear that if he couldn't find a better job, he would definitely resign!

But today everything is different, they are bagong! No need to face those stinky werewolves anymore!

Today is simply the easiest class Valon has had since he officially took office!

If possible, he sincerely hopes that the new Minister of Magic can stick with it for a while, so that this relaxing day can continue for a few more days.

This is Valon's only expectation. As for the bagong bonus promised by their director, Valon has never expected it.

You know, their director is an old fool. It's better to expect the sun to rise from the west tomorrow than to expect him to give you a bonus.

But even if these things are put aside, this bagong action is extremely glorious in Valon's eyes!

Merlin's beard! Openly bagong to force the Minister of Magic to give them more benefits, this kind of audacity is almost something Valon has never dreamed of!

He can brag about this kind of thing for at least three years!

As for failure, he has never considered it.

You know, there are too many people participating in the action this time. If they are united, the Minister will never be able to deal with them. The iron rule of "no one can punish the masses" is not only prevalent in the Muggle world, but also applies to the wizard world.

But when Valon returned home excitedly and was ready to hug his pregnant wife, he was surprised to find that his house seemed a little messy.

This was a very abnormal thing. You know, even though his wife was pregnant, she was still fulfilling her duties as a full-time wife. She kept the house in order every day and prepared dinner for him to come home.

Valon was also very moved by this, although these things were not difficult for a witch with the ability to cast spells.

An ominous premonition rose from Valon's heart in an instant. He carefully drew out his wand, lowered his footsteps, and slowly moved to the door of the bedroom not far away. Taking a

deep breath, he suppressed his uneasiness in his heart and stretched out his trembling hand, placed it on the door handle of the bedroom and slowly pushed it in.

This is an extremely dangerous thing. If someone hides in the room, the other party may attack the moment the door is opened!

But the expected danger did not come. Valon pushed open the door very smoothly, which made him feel a little relieved.

But when he really saw the scene in the bedroom, his heart was lifted again!

At this time, the curtains in the bedroom were closed, and only a little light shone through the heavy curtains, making the whole room extremely dim.

In this dimness, his wife was sitting on their favorite rattan chair.

But at this moment, her state was a little wrong. Tears were constantly falling from the corners of her eyes, and her body was shaking constantly.

At this time, Valon's wife finally found her husband. She opened and closed her excited mouth, but she couldn't make any sound. She could only shake her head at Valon.

This made Valon quickly realize that the danger had not left.

He instinctively looked up at the darkness behind his wife, and saw a tall black-robed man wearing a bat mask standing there quietly.

Valon felt like his scalp was about to explode!

He gritted his teeth and stared at the black-robed man with his big eyes.

If possible, Valon really wanted to cast a disarming spell directly. He was still very confident in his own strength. You know, he was also a very good student when he was studying at Hogwarts, otherwise he would not have been able to enter the Ministry of Magic.

It was a pity that he couldn't do that, because the light brown wand in the other party's hand was pressed against the back of his wife's head.

After taking two deep breaths, Valon forced himself to calm down, gritted his teeth and said angrily:

"What do you want to do? Robbery? All my money is in the cabinet on your left, you can..."

"Shh!"

The bat-masked man made a gesture to silence, and Valon closed his mouth without hesitation.

Seeing this, the masked man nodded with satisfaction, and said in a disguised, androgynous voice:

"Vallon Campbell, I need you to work hard tomorrow, otherwise..."

The masked man did not continue, but he gently tapped the hostage's cheek twice with the wand in his hand, and the meaning was self-evident.

"You came here for this?" Vallon couldn't believe his ears, but soon he realized that now was not the time to question the other party, and immediately said, "No problem, I promise you!"

"Okay, I hope you can keep your promise. I don't want to come again."

The masked man said slowly, and as his voice echoed in the house, his figure gradually became illusory and finally disappeared.

Seeing this, Vallon immediately rushed forward and hugged his exhausted wife!

...

The next day, Vallon, who had already comforted his wife, went to the Ministry of Magic early.

He was feeling a little heavy and depressed at the moment.

After thinking all night, he soon understood that this should be the intimidation from the new Minister of Magic.

But why did the other party come to intimidate him?

He was just a small clerk. Even if he really worked hard, what would change? Wouldn't other people still do the same?

Valon was deeply puzzled by this, but it did not prevent him from carrying out the other party's request.

After all, his wife was still pregnant, and the beautiful family life had just begun. He must not let her fall into danger.

For this reason, he was even ready to accept the scolding of his director and the contempt of his colleagues.

But when he really came to the office, he unexpectedly found that his colleagues today had the same Sima face as him, and even the serious office director's face was not very good.

What surprised him even more was still to come. When the working hours arrived, the werewolf registration office actually returned to its usual busyness.

Everyone silently returned to their workstations and started working with gloomy faces.

Such a work attitude is obviously unqualified. Fortunately, most of the werewolves who came to register were used to being bullied, so they dared not complain.

Moreover, although the attitude was not good, the efficiency of their window was several times higher than before!

Almost everyone worked hard as if they had been injected with chicken blood!

Most of the other offices in the Ministry of Magic were in the same situation. Everyone worked in silence, as if the bagong incident yesterday had never happened at all.

At the same time, the initiators of this bagong activity also jumped out, but their attitudes changed 180 degrees compared to yesterday. Not only did they no longer mock and belittle those young ministers, but they also tried their best to praise the governance ability of the new minister! A few shameless

people even proposed to remove the statue of the magic brother in the hall and replace it with the statue of the new minister. They also said that this was a great thing. After all, the witch group on the other side has been making a lot of trouble recently. Removing the statue can also appease those people. It is simply killing two birds with one stone!

Only now did Valon finally understand that it was not just him, but everyone in front of him probably received death threats last night!

This made Valon shudder. If things were really as he guessed, then the power behind this newly appointed Minister of Dolls would be far beyond his imagination!

Thinking of this, Valon's stamping speed increased a lot, which made the werewolf standing in front of him a little flattered!

On the other side, while the officials of the Ministry of Magic were working timidly, Chris was sitting in the office with his legs crossed, shaking his legs while listening to his assistant's report.

But unlike yesterday, the assistant who was reporting to Chris now changed from a freckled man to a young and beautiful witch. Not only

that, Chris's office also changed a lot at this moment. The Ministry of Magic above his head had long been replaced with a huge crystal chandelier, the desk was also replaced with agarwood, and even the floor and brick walls in the office were replaced with special ones!

All of this was the masterpiece of those pure-blood wizard families. For them, this was nothing.

And when Chris heard the assistant say in an incredible tone, "Everyone has returned to work." ', a sarcastic smile appeared on his face uncontrollably.

Things were exactly as he expected. Most of the officials in the Ministry of Magic were spineless. They came back to work obediently after being slightly frightened by the people he sent.

As for the few hard-core ones, they had no chance to continue to come to work, because they had basically been killed by the people sent by Chris.

This was not a difficult task for the fighters carefully selected by Chris.

The male assistant opposite the desk was still reporting the situation of the Ministry of Magic today, but Chris was no longer interested in listening.

He waved his hand irritably, and the female assistant was also very sensible. She shut her mouth and stood aside obediently waiting for Chris's next order.

This made Chris very satisfied.

In fact, the reason why he wanted to change a beautiful assistant was not to do anything hh, but simply because he thought beautiful women were more pleasing to the eye.

Nodding to the female assistant, Chris said with a smile:

"You go and draft a notice and have the Daily Prophet send it out. Just say that we will hold a public trial of the heinous Mike Townley in three days, and anyone can come in and listen at that time."

The female assistant nodded solemnly. Seeing this, Chris took out a document from the drawer and threw it on the table and continued:

"Also take this document to notify the Wizengamot Council to be on time in three days to try Mike Townley for trial. There must be no delay. If they don't arrive on time this time... they will bear the consequences!"

The female assistant raised her eyebrows and looked at Chris with some embarrassment. After a long while, she hesitated and said:

"This... is not too good, the Wizengamot Council..."

"This kind of thing is not something you should worry about, just do what I say."

"Understood, Mr. Minister."

The female assistant said no more, picked up the document and left the office, leaving Chris alone sitting in the boss chair, with a faint sneer still on the corner of his mouth.

The Wizengamot Council, an internationally renowned organization, poses no threat to the Minister of Magic, who has already recruited many pure-blood wizard families.

Because most of the members are from pure-blood families under him, they naturally stand on his side.

So, in fact, this public trial against Mike is just a show. Under his manipulation, Mike has no hope of being pardoned.

"Mike, Mike, in the end I still won!"

Chris murmured alone in the quiet office.