Downing Street.

Eleven o'clock in the evening.

The Prime Minister, who originally worked elsewhere, was forced to return to Downing Street.

The Prime Minister looked very uneasy, mainly because the person who delivered the news told him that the Minister of Magic wanted to meet with him.

Something big happened.

Taking a deep breath, Mr. Prime Minister felt that it was best for him to do enough psychological construction and deepen the intensity of his expectations. Doing so may not be good for Yingji, but it is definitely good for him - this psychological construction, at least let him know

When I hear some bad news over there, I won't immediately go to the hospital for emergency treatment due to a heart attack.

As Prime Minister, he hates anything out of control!

This includes wizards.

He didn't even know the current situation of wizards. He knew that the official organization of wizards was the Ministry of Magic. The person he contacted was the Minister of Magic. He used to be a fat bald man. He didn't know who he was now.

After a while, a green light flashed across his fireplace.

"Oh, my God."

The Prime Minister said subconsciously. Kingsley stood next to the Prime Minister, shrugged his shoulders, took a sip of the tea cup and took a sip.

Soon, after the green light, Ms. Bernsch came out of the fireplace.

"So."

The Prime Minister looked at Ms. Bernsch and said, "You are now the leader of that group of wizards."

"You could say that, Mr. Prime Minister, but that's not the point. The question now is."

Ms. Bernsch feels like her head is very big.

But there are some things she still wants to say.

"Sir, I'm afraid we are in some trouble."

The Prime Minister's head is getting big, and the second word he is most afraid of hearing may be trouble.

He is afraid of trouble and hates trouble.

"Let me be clear, madam, you gave me a guarantee not long ago. Do you understand what I mean?

You made a promise."

He twisted his butt uneasily and reminded him again and again.

Just as Ms. Bernsch was about to speak, behind her, the fireplace flashed green light again. Three grown men walked out of it without notice. The Prime Minister looked at these three men with a look of astonishment.

Spread your hands to express your dissatisfaction.

This witch came to the office because he knew about it.

But when these three male wizards came to the office, no one informed them in advance.

He was very dissatisfied.

"You can't do this, where do you think this is? A bar for you wizards?

No entry is allowed here without notification!"

The Prime Minister said loudly.

Ms. Bernsch responded helplessly: "Calm down, Mr. Minister, you have to believe that everything we do is for your good."

"Aha, be nice to me."

Mr. Prime Minister said sarcastically.

What he meant was that he was a young child who needed protection?

Ms. Bernsch pretended that she did not see the Prime Minister's foul expression. She explained to the Prime Minister the origins of the wizards who came this time.

The wizards who came this time were the Director of the Auror Office, Scrimgeour, Auror Lux, and Auror Williamson.

"What do they do?"

The Prime Minister remembered that he had heard the name Auror, but he probably didn't remember what Auror did.

In other words, he is too lazy to remember and think.

"They are my colleagues."

Kingsley said.

"Oh, your colleagues? So what? How are they going to be nice to me?"

The Prime Minister felt more and more that the matter was not simple. Ms. Bernsch looked at it, sitting extremely upright, with her hands folded, and said to the Prime Minister: "We need to add two more bodyguards to you, Mr. Prime Minister, to make sure that you will not do anything in your daily life."

I was suddenly attacked by a person whose name I cannot even mention."

"Speak clearly, don't tell riddles."

heard this.

The Prime Minister is extremely uneasy.

He felt that things were about to get out of control. Originally, he thought that things couldn't be worse than what happened in London a few months ago - someone was flying in the sky and setting off weird fireworks.

But this time, he guessed wrong.

Things were far worse than he imagined.

"Well, at a certain time today, in Grimmauld Place, oh, you don't need to know where this place is, you just know that this place is in England.

Just now, there was a war there.

We quickly secured the scene and completed everything that followed.

Don’t worry, no one will remember these things, but..."

Ms. Bernsch said quickly, but when Mr. Prime Minister heard Ms. Bernsch speak so well, not only did he not feel relieved, but he became even more frightened.

As a veteran, he understands that the more it happens at this time, the more frightening what the other party is going to say next.

Make a deal first, and then drop the bomb. He really wanted to tell the other person to shut up. He didn't want to hear bad news, but there was no way. He knew he couldn't escape these things.

What's more important is that in fact, he still doesn't know anything about these so-called wizards and the Ministry of Magic.

He didn't know how these people lived.

He didn't know how terrible it would be if they really started to cause destruction.

On the contrary, some rich people and upper-class people know more about wizards than the Prime Minister.

Because the one who comes into contact with the Prime Minister is the Ministry of Magic. Anyone who has come into contact with the Ministry of Magic must know what the Ministry of Magic looks like.

He was mumbling and his speech was unclear.

Those who have contact with the upper class and the rich are goblins. These goblins are not as arrogant as the Ministry of Magic.

Make money.

Sometimes they are very friendly.

The Prime Minister took a sip of tea and tried hard to calm down. When he felt that he could bear some bad news, he said: "Okay, you can tell me."

He took deep breaths several times to make sure that his mind was extremely relaxed. At this time, Ms. Bernsch said: "Prime Minister, you may be attacked by Death Eaters, and this time, Dumbledore

Personally stamp and certify that person's return.

so."

Bernsch looked at the Prime Minister and said: "This is a war.

Even your life may be threatened by war!"

"war!"

The Prime Minister's face suddenly turned pale.

"War, do you understand what this word means? Madam?"

"Yes, in the broadest sense, war."

Bernsch said.

Mr. Prime Minister continued: "Then you know what you said before, wars that threaten me. Madam, do you know that even in World War II, Mr. Churchill will be safe."

the Prime Minister said.

Who knew that after hearing this, Ms. Bernsch shook her head and said: "No, Mr. Prime Minister, you are wrong about this.

During the Second World War you mentioned, our entire Ministry of Magic in England was protecting Mr. Churchill."

Mr. Prime Minister, I was stunned.

…

On the other side, the island.

Voldemort stopped on the island.
To be continued...