Harry Potter’s Raven’s Claw

"Ha! You have today too!"

As soon as Mike finished speaking, Zhou Hong jumped out from behind Benjamin and pointed his middle finger towards Victor.

Poor God, he's really had enough of Victor these days.

At this time, I was a little bit overwhelmed with excitement.

It's a pity that Benjamin quickly stopped him from doing this, and Victor is a member of the Freemason anyway.

But Victor didn't react much to Zhou Hong's ridicule. He looked at Mike and said sincerely:

"Mike, trust me, it's not a good idea."

"But it's the safest way to do it right now, isn't it?" Mike shook his head. "Hey, Victor, listen. Just stay at the base and wait until this operation is over. Come back and talk about it. You'll be fine, okay?"

"If you insist on that, then fine."

Victor spread his hands, the expression on his face seemed to be a little helpless, but it seemed that there was no change.

Seeing this, Mike was not polite to him. He waved his hand and signaled the staff to turn off Victor. Mike didn't lie to Victor. He really didn't mean to punish Victor, but now he has a more important thing to do. dealt with it, so I didn't want to continue listening to Victor and Zhou Hong continuing to argue, so I could only put the matter on hold for the time being.

Shutting down Victor is a very tedious thing, because many data are not saved in real time, so the staff need to manually back up some important data before shutting down, otherwise Victor will lose some memory after restarting.

So there was a very funny scene - Victor instructed the staff to shut down themselves.

To be honest, this is a very wronged thing. After all, from Victor's point of view, he was wronged.

But Victor was very calm, even a little indifferent.

He was expressionless the whole time, instructed the staff in a gentle tone to back up important data, and finally turned off the energy source of Victor's body-a generator that can generate electricity and magic energy respectively.

In this process, Zhou Hong showed a high degree of enthusiasm.

He's been working on it since he came back from Hogwarts,

Now it finally comes in handy.

It's a pity that in order to prevent him from avenging his personal revenge, his plan to participate in the shutdown process eventually went bankrupt.

In the end, with the closure of the generator, the various machines that were roaring in Victor's alchemy laboratory finally stopped moving, and Victor, who was standing in front of Mike and the others, also closed his eyes and lost his voice.

Mike sighed and personally stepped forward and placed Victor's body on the fixed charging seat. Then he turned around and said to the people behind him who were ready:

"Okay, let's go to the Ministry of Magic now!"

"Yes, sir!"

Benjamin and the others replied in unison, then followed behind Mike and went to the teleportation hall together.

In the teleportation hall at this time, the wizard team of 20 people has been waiting here fully armed.

These people are all drawn from various units by Arthur, veterans who have experienced many key battles, are currently the most elite battle wizards of the Los Santos Group, and are also the backbone of this backstab operation.

Regardless of their small number, but in this world where personal force is elite, these 20 battle wizards who cooperate with each other and have extremely strong personal strength are already a very powerful combat force.

Even Franklin and Benjamin wouldn't necessarily be able to beat them head-on if there was going to be a fight.

After arriving in the teleportation hall, Mike did not have any ink marks, and directly directed everyone into the fireplace.

Thanks to the financial assistance of the Los Santos Group and the remaining connections of the Order of the Phoenix, Kingsley's position within the Ministry of Magic has improved significantly, and is now the second in command within the Division of Magical Law Enforcement, and is expected to be in the near future. Directly replaces the current Director of Magical Law Enforcement.

After all, this director is really a bit of a corpse.

And with the help of such a high-ranking undercover agent, Mike's action plan this time has become extremely simple.

Kingsley had already opened a dedicated Floo network fireplace in the second basement floor of the Ministry of Magic in the Office for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic (which contained the Office for the Prohibition of Misuse of Muggle Objects, where Father Weasley served). aisle.

They just need to silently teleport in, and start killing them and that's it.

The plan is very simple, but it is very difficult to execute, because no one knows how many unexpected situations will be waiting for them when that time comes.

So everyone, including Mike, looked solemn and thoughtful.

When they finally disappeared into the fireplace, a guy with an Asian face but dyed yellow hair suddenly appeared at the door of the teleportation hall.

He looked at the fireplace that was still smoking not far away, and the corners of his mouth raised a smile of unknown meaning. At the same time, there was also a faint blue light flickering in his eyes.

...

The second basement floor of the Ministry of Magic, the Office for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic.

Although it is called an office, the area of ​​the office where the abuse of magic is prohibited is actually much larger than that of an office in the conventional sense.

In fact, the main reason why it is called the office is because the Ministry of Magic was originally created, the scale of the Ministry of Prohibition of Misuse of Magic is actually not large, and it is a veritable office.

Later, although it grew, it still inherited the title of the office.

Today it is structured more like an open-plan modern company, with not only a reception desk, a lobby, but also many small offices with partitions.

Of course, these offices are the offices of leaders. As for ordinary clerks, they can only work in public office areas that are not covered.

It was already early in the morning, and the large-scale climate simulation magic outside the window switched the day and night mode very punctually, causing the orange-red sun like a salted egg yolk to slowly rise from the clouds in the sky, and the rays it brought dyed the sky red, and then It came in through the window again, and it was beautiful.

But in the face of such a beautiful scenery, the clerks in the office area turned a blind eye, and they all bowed their heads listlessly and worked silently.

This is not to blame for their laziness. After all, due to the increase in emergencies in the country, these civil servants have also started to work overtime.

So far, they have been working continuously for nearly thirty hours.

Amid the sound of flipping pages and the rustling of the nib sliding on the parchment, a young gray-haired clerk picked up his wand and cast a refilling spell on his already empty teacup.

Looking at the teacup refilled with strong tea, he sighed heavily, then stretched out, ready to take a sip of tea and continue to work.

But at this moment, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of a wisp of blue smoke slowly rising from the fireplace in the hall.

The body he had just stretched out immediately froze, and he bent down again with a tense expression, and resumed work without even bothering to drink the tea.

Because he is very clear that the fireplace is a special fireplace in the office where the abuse of magic is prohibited, and the people who can come out from it are either leaders or senior clerks.

If they see themselves fishing, they will definitely be criticized again.

There are many people who have the same reaction as him. Everyone pretends to be working hard, but secretly observes the fireplace from the corner of their eyes, trying to find out who will return to the office of prohibiting the abuse of magic at this time.

"Boo! Hah! Hah!"

The next moment, with the sound of bursts of fireworks blooming, Mike and others, as well as twenty Los Santos elite battle wizards, suddenly appeared in the hall.

The clerks who were secretly observing the fireplace looked puzzled when they saw this. They didn't know any of the people in front of them!

But they did not become vigilant because of this, but continued to work hard with their heads down.

After all, this is the largest department of the Ministry of Magic, and the next floor is the floor where the Minister of Magic and the logistics office are located. It is impossible for an intruder to skip the departments downstairs and directly attack here.

And their performance also surprised Mike and others.

Benjamin, Franklin and the others looked at each other, and everyone's faces were full of doubts.

The people here... seem to be a little too calm.

Shaking his head, the corners of Mike's mouth rose slightly.

For the scene here, Mike, who has never been a social animal, is naturally incomprehensible, but this does not hinder his next actions.

He lifted the elder wand directly in his hand, and with the ominous aura unique to the curse, a huge transparent ring-shaped blade suddenly formed around him and shot out.

"Feng!~"

The ring-shaped blade scraped through the air, and a crisp sound erupted, and then it cut through the entire office hall effortlessly like cutting tofu. The clerks of the Ministry of Magic were all cut in half, and finally fell on the hard outer wall made of special anti-magic material in the office hall, and a deep ravine was carved on it.

This move was like a signal, and all the combatants around Mike also moved.

They turned into black shadows, rushing towards the offices on the side!

This is also part of the original plan. Mike is responsible for solving the enemy's large troops and tough strongmen. As for them, they need to subdue those senior officials as quickly as possible to prevent them from tipping off and buying time for the entire operation.

It was only at this time that the clerks in the office hall reacted.

They looked at the black shadows flying in the hall with stupefied expressions. Just as they were about to ask aloud what happened, they found a sudden sharp pain in their necks, chests, or waists.

They looked down suspiciously, and saw a blood line spreading rapidly at the place where they had just felt the pain, and finally expanded into huge wounds that were enough to cut off their bodies completely.

"what!"

"Merlin's beard!"

"Medical doctor! Medical doctor!"

...

Countless screams splattered in the office hall along with the gushing blood. Except for the lucky one who was directly beheaded, the rest did not die immediately after being beheaded, but fell in a pool of blood and wailed miserably.

Standing in this hell-like situation, Mike was very indifferent.

He walked straight to the magic elevator, and did not avoid the blood and all kinds of rubbish that spread freely on the ground, but those things avoided him automatically as if consciously.

After arriving at the elevator room where the magic elevator is located, he did not press the button, but turned his palm, and the whole person rose into the air and reached the first basement floor, which is the floor where the minister's office and the logistics office are located.

Although it is the floor where the minister's office and the logistics office are located, this is completely different from the busy scene downstairs in the office where the abuse of magic is prohibited.

As soon as he walked out of the elevator, the first thing that caught Mike's eyes was a long corridor with thick black marble doors on both sides.

Through magic perception, Mike can clearly 'see'.

Behind the marble door here is a huge space opened up with a traceless stretch spell, and a huge amount of materials are accumulated in it.

At this time, these materials are being transported by the house-elves according to the needs of each department through the magic freight elevator inherent in each space.

The entire process is quick and quiet, and requires no wizard intervention at all.

In fact, in the original Scrimgeour days and other Ministers of Magic before that, the porters and keepers in these warehouses were actually all held by wizards from the logistics office.

This has also led to the Logistics Office becoming the most lucrative department in the entire Ministry of Magic.

After all, as an important department in charge of the materials of each department, if others want to take the materials from the logistics department smoothly, they must establish a good relationship with the officials of the logistics department, which has considerable benefits.

No matter how bad it is, these watchdogs can also watch and steal, right?

But that all changed when Chris Flint became Minister for Magic.

He directly ignored the unspoken rule that the director of the logistics department had to be rotated by members of the families where the top chiefs of each major department belonged. House-elves serve as staff in the logistics office.

There is no doubt that this move has made the flow of materials throughout the Ministry of Magic more efficient.

It also sparked the division of many high-ranking officials within the Ministry of Magic.

Fortunately, Chris's legendary strength is strong enough, and those officials who have just suppressed them dare not make a mistake, otherwise they would have overthrown them long ago.

But all of the above are small things, and Chris's restructuring of the logistics department has also caused the most serious consequence, which is that the defensive strength of the logistics department has become particularly weak.

In the corridor, looking at the closed doors, a bright smile appeared on Mike's face.

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