Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 936: Cracks in the barriers of the world

　　 When the first gunshot sounded at Buckingham Palace, it meant that Muggle military forces were officially involved in this major disaster in the magical world that began with ancient black wizards.

　　This gun naturally represents not the British government, but the majesty of the British royal family.

　　 Yes, in Britain nowadays, the existence of the royal family is actually more of a spirit, a symbol that can add cohesion to the people.

　　 But in fact, due to the connection between the British royal family and some wizard families in the magical world, it is always inevitable, so what they can do is far more than ordinary Muggle people know.

　　 And this time, when the British government was temporarily stagnating due to the "negotiations" of Minister of Magic Scrimgeour, as a member of the royal family with the ability to make independent judgments, he finally couldn't bear it any longer.

　　London belongs to them, not to the wizard.

　　 When the entire city of London is about to fall into absolute chaos, even if the main members of the royal family know that the results of intervention will be terrible, they must act.

　　 Otherwise, even if they held back the situation and handed it over to the wizard to solve it, now it seems the most likely...but I am afraid it will be the victory of the black wizard.

　　 It’s Christmas time now. If according to the habits of previous years, the Queen would have gone to Sandringham Manor in Norfolk to spend this wonderful holiday with her family.

　　 But precisely because of the disaster in London, she has now returned to Buckingham Palace with the help of the wizard family, and as the Queen of England, she has done her best to protect the heart of this British territory.

　　 At this moment, Mr. Scrimgeour has arrived at Buckingham Palace, and he is standing next to the luxurious chair not far from the Queen’s ******.

　　 Of course, this is not because he is not allowed to sit down, nor is it to show respect to the Muggle Queen. To be honest, he really couldn't sit down and talk at ease at this time.

　　"Queen, you...you really can’t do this...better not do it! I said, can you give us some more time? Wait a minute, we wizards are working to restore order in London and remove the instability And working hard..."

　　 But before he finished speaking, he heard a slightly old voice ringing from the queen's side.

　　 "Minister Scrimgeour, you should sit down first!"

　　 It was an old man in a religious gown, with a pair of slightly scratched glasses on the bridge of his nose, and he didn't look so energetic.

　　 But maybe you have lived long enough! Even if he sat there lazily, he could feel a peculiar persuasive power.

　　 In fact, Scrimgeour felt that this old man really looked a bit like Dumbledore back then... Well, it's actually that "a little bit"!

　　 And this old man, he is the old patron of the Davidson family who has little reputation in the magical world, and even less in the Muggle world.

　　 Well, maybe a different title will make people understand his identity better!

　　He is the chief bishop of England, the Archbishop of Canterbury-of course, his time in office has been many years ago, and now he is just a low-key old wizard with a good relationship with the royal family.

　　"In my opinion, the threat that Helbo's recovery can bring to this world is probably far more terrifying than you and I imagined. Not only the magic world, but the Muggle world will suffer together... …We wizard alone may not be able to stop him..."

　　The old man lowered his eyes and slowly stated his opinion. Maybe it was because he was really very old, so every word and every sentence was unconsciously slowed down to match his slightly sluggish thoughts.

　　 But he thinks slowly, but that doesn’t mean his thinking is wrong.

　　On the contrary, because this former archbishop has spanned the magical world and the Muggle world in his life, his knowledge and knowledge are far beyond comparison.

　　 Even the Minister of Magic, who has to undergo a Muggle knowledge test to become the Minister, can’t compare with his knowledge of the world.

　　 Judging from the magical heritage on a general level, today's wizards are probably really unable to compete with the ancient wizard "Despicable Helbo".

　　 After all, that guy is alone, and he can't die, and his personal strength is strong enough to make people doubt life. It's really too difficult to deal with a dark wizard like this.

　　 "So I think it's time to bring down the "wall" between Muggles and wizards... Don't you think so? Mr. Scrimgeour?"

　　 This old man really made sense. It would allow wizards and Muggles to unite. At least that part of the pressure that needs to be concealed from Muggles will be lost to deal with Helbo.

　　 What's more, this kind of mutual confrontation is undoubtedly an excellent opportunity to promote mutual understanding and fusion between Muggles and wizards.

　　 However, once the wizarding community is re-entered into Muggle’s vision, some very bad consequences are almost obvious.

　　 "No, Mr. Davidson..." Scrimgeour took a few deep breaths, then shook his head very firmly, "Although I believe that the day when wizards and Muggles live in harmony will inevitably come-this It’s the general trend, no doubt."

　　He first explained an almost inevitable future, but quickly but very realistically:

　　"It’s just that it’s really too early...really, there are a lot of bad developments that are difficult to control, and we can’t bear the consequences. If we do that, we will definitely become the world’s eternal Sinner!"

　　When the magical world and the Muggle world become one again, Helbo may indeed be easier to solve, but the situation changes after that...

　　 Just thinking about it, Scrimgeour would feel chills standing upright.

　　 It’s just this, isn’t the old master church unclear? The old man is not a villain, nor is he too ambitious—if he is willing, he can actually do a lot of things.

　　Since he still chose to do this even though he understood the consequences, there was naturally a reason.

　　 "Yes, I don't deny that your worry is necessary, and... we may really become'sinners' in history." The old master sighed lightly, "But, if you don't do this... …Can you guarantee that we will not become sinners?"

　　 When he said this, he suddenly raised his head slightly, and his deep eyes looked straight at Scrimgeour's face through the lens.

　　 "I—"

　　 Scrimgeour opened his mouth. He wanted to answer the old leader's question affirmatively. He wanted to decisively give such a firm and powerful word "Leave it to me".

　　 It's a pity that even if Maca had an inextricable fight with Helbo in London, he still couldn't give him enough confidence to make this heavy guarantee.

　　 On the other side, Old Bishop Davidson didn’t stop there because he had difficulty speaking, but continued:

　　"Mr. Scrimgeour...I believe you also understand that the Queen has given you a lot of time. No, this time is not given to you by the Queen—she does not have the qualification. This time is actually The "reality" in front of us gives us..."

　　 "If we want the magic world to remain hidden from the Muggles, we must restore London to normal order as quickly as possible."

　　"So, you asked the British government to act conservatively and block the entire London. I and the Queen are very supportive of this."

　　 "However, it is impossible for us to completely isolate information in London from the outside world-it is impossible," he said. "Our families have tried their best, the British government has tried their best, and now...everyone I don’t know when the blockade will collapse. Even a small information leak may completely collapse the blockade."

　　 "We, really can't wait..."

　　In this case, it would be a possibility to involve the army.

　　Because, although the presence of the army will completely defeat the message blockade, once the Muggle military force can completely quell the ongoing disaster in London, it will become an excuse afterwards.

　　 If this incident were to be regarded as a super-large horror incident, it might be possible to minimize the bad effects with the magical world's methods.

　　 Just before that, whether this "magic incident" in London will cause an unconcealable storm of public opinion across the UK and even the world is something that no one can predict.

　　 "Therefore," the old bishop stood up suddenly holding the handle of the seat, walked to Scrimgeour, and patted his shoulder lightly, "Sit down! What we can do now Yes, just sitting here and waiting quietly... isn't it?"

　　"I'm sorry~IndoMTL.com~Mr."

　　 Until this moment, the ****** who has remained silent finally spoke, although she only said such a word.

　　 As a special Muggle who doesn't know magic but knows a lot about the magic world, and at the same time as a queen, she is under much more pressure than Scrimgeour.

　　 In nominal terms, she does not have the right to deploy troops, but at this critical moment, she can't watch London get worse.

　　The wizards are very good. Judging from the following report, the Aurors are also working tirelessly for peace. But under the efforts of the wizards, she could not see the dawn of hope at all.

　　 She can't wait any longer.

　　 In response to the Queen’s "sorry", Scrimgeour only squeezed out a grin reluctantly, and then finally sat back on the chair helplessly.

　　Yes, the cushion is very soft, and the backrest is also very comfortable... But all the enjoyment nowadays seems to have become a hidden punishment, making him feel like sitting on pins and needles.

　　"McLean, now I can only rely on you. If you can let this disaster pass quickly and restore peace to this city, I will build the largest statue for you on behalf of the magical world in Britain, and accept it. The admiration of the wizards of the world!"

　　 All he can do now is really only praying.

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