Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1127: Responsibility and pressure

? Pansy suddenly discovered that in this letter from Marcus Flint, what she needs to care about may not be Marcus's intentions.

Because compared to Marcus, whom she is not very familiar with, the performance of Eluli, who has just met but has been in a deeper relationship than the former, is obviously more of a benchmark for how she chooses to reply.

"Illuli...why did she tell Marcus about my relationship with her? What good would it do for her? If the Flint family knew about it..."

When I thought of this, Pansy suddenly felt very puzzled. Only after seeing Iluli's wits many times, she didn't think that the other party would make such a low-level mistake.

So, what happened after Eluli returned to Flint's house?

The more I thought about it, the more Pansy realized that this letter from Marcus really couldn't be answered easily. As a result, she was still thinking about this question after she came back from a walk until she went to the auditorium to have a meal.

However, compared to what Pansy is embarrassing about, Maca’s current considerations are much more complicated.

In the face of the basilisk's role in Helbo and Martin's actions after that, the accident of Eluli's imprisonment can only be regarded as a private issue that arises out of the plan.

Of course, since Pansy has already made the water turbid, Maca's side is not easy to start, but Helbo's side will definitely fall into the same situation.

And like this kind of situation where it is inconvenient for both parties to move easily, it is equivalent to standing on the bright side, Maca has some advantages.

So, now he doesn't need to worry.

"What happened to this again?"

At breakfast, when Maca saw Pansina's faintly fluctuating expression in his thoughts, he knew that this Slytherin girl must have encountered some problems again.

But soon, he closed his gaze back, and did not distract his attention from Pansy.

Because...

"Maca, I heard that you are going to be interviewed by "Daily Prophet" today with Minister of Magic Scrimgeour?"

I don't know where Slughorn got the news. It was clear that this matter had just been settled yesterday afternoon, and this fat old man actually knew about it.

I have to say that once people live longer, they will naturally know more and more people, not to mention guys like Slughorn who like to run social circles.

"Yes! There was an interview in the conference hall of the Ministry of Magic."

Maca turned her head and smiled at Slughorn.

"If it were not for the professor, you would have to teach the students on time. I would have called you together. I know that you are good at guiding public opinion like this, at least better than young people like me. Much more convincing!"

"Oh!" The old man laughed, "It's okay, it's enough for you to have this heart!"

However, Maca had to shake it secretly.

Of course Slughorn is "good at" things that show up, but if it's something that requires taking risks, the fat old man may not be interested.

So, if Maca tells him that the subject of this interview is actually very likely to be targeted by someone... Slughorn probably won't even have time to hide!

……

As mentioned earlier, the Ministry of Magic has entered a state of martial law now, and almost everyone in and out has to undergo a set of quite strict inspections.

But even so, Scrimgeour was still not at ease.

After all, the disappearance of the dungeon prisoner is not a big deal, but it also represents an oversight by the Ministry of Magic's defense forces. Obviously it was not the first time since Scrimgeour took office that this kind of situation where others were allowed to come and go freely.

When I thought of the last period when Cornelius Fudge was the minister, Scrimgeour was very worried because the battlefield between the Death Eaters and the Order of the Phoenix had suddenly moved to the Ministry of Magic, causing the Ministry to become chaotic. I will also face that desperate situation.

Because of this, when he repeatedly found something wrong with the signs, he immediately thought about the corresponding countermeasures like a frightened bird.

Unfortunately, in terms of his talents as Minister of Magic, he was obviously lacking.

Under the circumstances that he couldn't think of a reason, he could only take his old skills and show off the skills he had when he was the head of the Auror office.

So in fact, he and Kingsley jointly formulated the current security check process and the duty plan of various parts of the department.

On the other hand, things like "accepting an interview with the Daily Prophet" are actually Maca's ideas when he replies to Kingsley.

In the morning, Scrimgeour arrived in his office very early, and then he began to wonder which of Maca and the reporter would come first with a full of apprehension.

Not far from Scrimgeour's desk, Kingsley sat face to face with the secretary of the minister on the sofa, neither of them knew what to say.

Kingsley naturally knew Maca's thoughts. He even knew that Maca's real purpose for this interview was raised.

However, it was clear that he neither needed nor could disclose these things to Scrimgeour.

As for the secretary to the minister opposite Kingsley, he has nothing to say, because even Minister Scrimgeour is still working for the Ministry...or rather, for him Anxious about the future.

"McLean...isn't there yet?"

Since Scrimgeour did not dare to open the line connecting the Ministry of Magic in the Floo network at will during this period, neither Maca nor the reporter would come directly from the fireplace in his office. In the state where he could not discover Maca's arrival at the first time, Scrimgeour could only ask the outside repeatedly whether he had arrived.

"Let me ask again..."

Although this was the third time Scrimgeour asked this question, Kingsley did not remind or complain, even if he had to get up again to find out for him.

But this time Kingsley was stopped by the secretary of the opposite minister before he stood up.

"I'll come and go this time! Shaker, you are here to accompany Mr. Scrimgeour, which at least makes him feel more at ease than if I stay here."

After speaking to Kingsley in a low voice, he nodded at Scrimgeour and then turned to the door.

"...Actually, if Jim is there, I can rest assured."

Scrimgeour watched his number one secretary leave the office, and after the other party went out, he turned his head and said so in the direction of Kingsley.

Kingsley shrugged helplessly when he heard the words.

"This sentence, you should say it when he can hear it!"

"Oh...I think so."

Scrimgeour blinked startledly, then took another cup of tea and took a sip, even if it had already cooled down.

To be honest, as the situation in the British magical world becomes more and more uncertain, the pressure on his minister is indeed great. And because he couldn't think of any countermeasures to relieve the pressure with his brain, he felt that he couldn't handle it even now.

"Shackle, do you think I'm okay? Wouldn't it seem a little bit awkward? If I was photographed and published in the newspaper, people wouldn't think I was no longer qualified for the post of minister, right? "

While speaking, Scrimgeour couldn't help picking up the round mirror clasped at the corner of the table again, and straightened up his hair and crown in front of the mirror.

Kingsley watched him silently working there, but it was not that he could not understand the pressure of the other party. The position of Minister of Magic, regardless of the appearance, the responsibility and pressure are really not small, especially in the present. Under an uncertain situation.

Thinking that he might be pushed to the top by Maca in the future, he also had to start to hesitate.

However, just as the atmosphere in the office became a little heavier with Scrimgeour's tossing, a few knocks sounded from the door, making him finally put down the round mirror in his hand.

"Ahem..." Scrimgeour cleared his throat, and then said loudly, "Please come in!"

The voice fell slightly, and the door of the minister's office was opened from the outside, and two figures walked in from outside the door. Among them, the secretary of the minister, Jim, who walked in the front to lead the way, had just gone out, and behind him was a tall witch.

"Minister Scrimgeour, it's nice to meet you," the witch said with a reserved smile, in a gentle tone, "I'm Betty Braithwaite, the official of the Daily Prophet. A columnist...Oh, because I just turned over from an international column, you may not have seen me much. But..."

While she was talking, she suddenly chuckled again, meaningfully:

"I think you must be very familiar with my colleague Rita Skeeter, but I have to say that my interview style is completely different from her. Please be assured of this, Mr. Minister."

She said these words, obviously to draw a line from that unscrupulous colleague, and let Scrimgeour know that she is not the kind of reporter who can write anything for the sake of a gimmick~IndoMTL.com~ It’s just, although Scrim Jie hasn’t been able to know what kind of person she is from these few words, but since she can specifically put Rita Skeeter to compare, maybe she is really a journalist with a real professional ethics. Knowable.

"Oh, in this case, that would be great!" Scrimgeour immediately stood up and gestured, "Please sit down first! When Mr. McLean arrives, this interview can begin. "

"No hurry," the female reporter Betty saw this, and suddenly pointed out the door behind him, "My photographer is still waiting outside, I wonder if Mr. Minister can let him come in and rest? "

"Photographer? Of course, of course! Then--"

Scrimgeour did not have time to finish, but when he saw someone outside the door suddenly walked in, he greeted briskly here:

"Hello, Mr. Scrimgeour... Your tie is good. Where did you buy it?"

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