novelslam Chapter 334 The People Have the Power of Ignorance
Chapter 334 The People Have the Power of Ignorance
Chapter 334 The People Have the Power of Ignorance
After the Auror left, Clegane sat back in his chair.
He looked at William, and said in a pleasant voice: "Stark, why did you come to the Ministry of Magic to surrender yourself? I really didn't expect that."
"Is there no way to be chased by our Auror?"
"Huh? Are your Aurors chasing us?" William tilted his head, showing a puzzled expression.
"I'm so sorry, you put so little pressure on me, Hermione and I had so much fun that we didn't notice it."
"Smart teeth." Clegane smiled, and Stark entered the Ministry of Magic, just the meat of the chopping board.
He calmly said, "Then why did you take the initiative to come to the Ministry of Magic?"
"I said, I'm here to negotiate terms with you."
"Condition...you found the box?!"
"The box, what box?" William pretended to be stupid: "You mean Newt's box? Isn't it always in the UK, and it has never been lost."
"It seems that we have found it." Clegane slightly nodded.
"Never mind whether I found it or not, the key issue now is no longer the box, but the atomic bomb in Arya's hand."
William frowned slightly, and said in a serious tone: "But I noticed that you don't seem to have taken any action, nor have you informed the public to carry out effective evacuation."
"Inform the people?" Clegane was taken aback, and said in an amused tone, "William, are you joking?"
"What's wrong?" The boy showed a puzzled expression.
"Am I wrong? That's an atomic bomb that might be detonated in Paris. You are the official, of course you have to tell everyone that the public has the right to know..."
"No, they have a right to be ignorant," Clegane sternly denied.
"Knowledge represents conspiracy and crime, but ignorance has a certain dignity.
William, you cannot always give unconditionally whatever the people want, if that desire is not good for them.
Like, would you give an alcoholic a bottle of Firewhiskey? "
"Won't……"
"That's right, the atomic bomb is the flame whiskey, and the people are the drunkards. Letting them know too much will do nothing but cause panic." Clegane said flatly.
"To tell you the truth, suppressing this matter is not my personal decision, but a joint decision made by the Minister of Magic and Muggle President Mitterrand after serious discussions."
"They think that announcing the Paris nuclear crisis now will only stimulate the woman to carry out a nuclear explosion immediately, and then everything will be irreversible."
"So, you choose to do nothing and wait here to die?"
William pursed his lips tightly, his expression was more McGonagall than Hermione.
"Of course not." Clegane shook his head. "We negotiated with the Ukrainian Ministry of Magic and confirmed that an atomic bomb was indeed lost. Many Muggle researchers were also missing."
"We have mobilized a large number of wizards to track down that woman. Before that, we can't startle the snake.
Paris is a very big city, with more than 1000 million Muggles. Do you know what crisis will happen if Muggles know about this?
People would flee regardless, traffic would be paralyzed, and law and order would be lost.The country will also be in chaos.
That would be more terrifying than the lethality brought by an atomic bomb.Moreover, we cannot yet expose the existence of the wizarding world. "
"But, you can't even catch us, and you still expect to catch Arya?" William raised his chin and sneered.
"So we need your help and more detailed information," Clegane said.
"I don't have any information for you. I know everything, and I have already reminded you through that letter."
There was an angry light in William's eyes, and he said angrily, "You French are not prepared to be responsible to the people, do you expect us British to save you?"
Clegane looked at William in surprise, and frowned: "Then what is your purpose today?!"
"Save Newt, we can't leave him here waiting to die with you," William said.
"If the nuclear bomb explodes, you will definitely use Apparition to leave. Will someone control him in prison?"
"Sorry, but if you don't cooperate, Mr. Scamander can only stay at the Ministry of Magic." Clegane's voice cooled down.
"It's not up to you." William smiled.
"What do you mean?"
"You don't have any doubts. My lovely Hermione and I have always been inseparable. Why am I the only...appearing here?"
"So, that little girlfriend of yours... Granger, where is she?"
Clegane narrowed his eyes, "You don't want her to go to prison, do you? Don't be kidding, she's just a third-year little witch, she doesn't have this ability!"
"Of course Hermione doesn't have this ability." William smiled sweetly, but there was no smile in his eyes, but very cold.
"That's why I'm talking nonsense with you here."
"Aren't you a Stark?!" Clegane exclaimed angrily.
"Of course not, I'm that incompetent little witch you said—Hermione Granger!" Hermione said bitterly.
Hermione suddenly raised her hand, and threw out a dozen large dung eggs and various smoke bombs from the safety watch.
The stench filled the office in an instant, and the black mist covered Clegane's vision.
Like taking out the trash, the girl angrily threw all the prank products sold in Akali's mysterious shop in this small office.
How dare you say she's incompetent!
Hermione is so angry!
A lot of beans fell to the ground, turned into a peashooter, and sprayed like crazy.
This thing was made by William, and it was first sold to the little wizards of Hogwarts to deal with Quirrell.
Now it's Clegane's nightmare.
Clegane let out a rage, and with a wave of his wand, he created a barrier that blocked the pea's attack.
He waved his wand again, and a gust of wind swept across, but the black smoke did not dissipate, still covering the office.
Of course it hasn't dissipated. This is the darkness created by the Peruvian stealth smoke bomb. Only black magic items such as the Hand of Glory can pass through it.
The Auror at the door opened the door and rushed over.
But in the black mist, a vine wrapped around his ankle and threw him upside down.
— Devil's net!
William once took away the devil's net in the restricted area on the fourth floor and made it into a massage machine.
After two years of cultivation, many strains of Devil's Net have been cultivated.
Hermione was thrown directly into the office, and the devil's net raged wildly in the darkness.
Clegane's office suddenly became a reinforced Hogwarts restricted area.
Hermione threw out the bird snake wrapped around her left hand.It suddenly grew so large that it shattered the office walls.
Hermione whistled, and the bird and snake turned around and rushed towards her. She jumped up and rushed downstairs.
"Goodbye, Mr. Director! Next time we come to Paris, William and I will visit you!"
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The sixth basement floor of the Ministry of Magic, the prison.
The bound Newt was suspended in the air by magic, and when he was transported upstairs, the prisoners slammed on the iron bars and yelled loudly.
Four Aurors surrounded Newt, guarding him, and successfully left the heavily guarded underground prison.
After walking for a few minutes, the elevator was suddenly opened, and a figure covered in dust rushed over from inside.
—It's Clegane!
"Come on, hand me Scamander!" Clegane said hastily.
"Stark just attacked me in the office, trying to take Scamander."
"But, Mr. Clegane..."
"Hurry up, he brought a lot of wizards, you go to support now, I will take Scamander and leave first."
"Yes!" One of the Aurors handed Scamander to Clegane.
The four Aurors had only taken a few steps when the alarm suddenly sounded.
I saw a series of sprays protruding from the wall, and a large amount of liquid splashed down the corridor.
Every portrait on the corridor wall became William.
Sirens kept ringing.
"Alert! Alert! There is a wanted wizard, William Stark!"
Four Aurors stared at Clegane...or William to be more precise.
The effects of the Polyjuice Potion had been washed away by the liquid, and William was himself again.
William smiled awkwardly.
Mistake... He didn't know that the French Ministry of Magic installed this kind of defense device.
This anti-thief spray can wash away all the magic spells, all the magic camouflage!
Missing information.
It seems that Hermione's action was a little early, causing the alarm system to activate, trapping him.
But what does that matter?
William took out his wand and laughed arrogantly in French: "I'll play with you."
Just four Aurors anyway... that's all.
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(End of this chapter)