Lunn, who had walked out of the door to check on the situation, quickly turned back.
"Father, it's Scrimgeour!" The director of the Magical Law Enforcement Department said in a hurried tone, "He started the Aura patrol to protest against our actions of bypassing him!"
"Calm down, what are you doing?!" Owen frowned and scolded, "Many people are responding to him?"
"Yes, father … The Aura patrol is dissatisfied that we deliberately excluded them … Scrimgeour has a lot of prestige in their eyes …" Lunn immediately responded, "We have to stop them immediately, or else the security of the magic world will deteriorate rapidly, and the personal safety of the wizards will not be guaranteed. The biggest advantage we have in attracting immigrants is that the British Ministry of Magic can guarantee the safety of the British magic world."
Owen's fingers habitually tapped on the table rhythmically. Under Lunn's anxious gaze, he pondered for a moment and then said, "Why do we have to stop them immediately?"
Lunn hurriedly said, "Father …"
"Don't worry about them, let them go, let them go." Owen waved his hand and interrupted Lunn, "If necessary, let Penello take the Umbrella Red Umbrella's armed forces. We are the Ministry of Magic, but we are also Harris."
"Father, if you do this …" Lunn said hesitantly, "If we let the Umbrella Red Umbrella maintain the security, the armed forces of the Umbrella Red Umbrella will mix with the forces of the Ministry of Magic. Won't this make it easier for people to misunderstand that we, Harris, are in control of the Ministry of Magic? Won't that give them the right excuse?"
"That's why I told you not to stop them immediately." Owen's tone became more serious. He walked to the window and looked at the patrolling Aura leaving the Ministry of Magic with their arms around each other's shoulders. He sneered and said, "When there is a security problem, people will only think about their own safety first, not what ensures their safety … I know a lot of people now sympathize with the pure-blooded Scrimgeour, but we should let them think clearly. How can they have the time to sympathize with someone who brought their safety to them …"
Lunn finally calmed down. He thought for a while and figured out the reason, "And because of Scrimgeour's sudden strike, it will lead to a security problem. How can this office director still have the face to stay in the Ministry of Magic? When the time comes, he will be charged with negligence, justifiably, he will be fired … "
"We should let the ordinary wizards know that danger is always around them. The armed Aura is the reason why they did not become refugees. We should let them know that if the Aura is not on the move, there is a risk of danger approaching …" Owen said with a relaxed smile, "The experience of those refugees will be the best propaganda manual for the local wizards in England."
Suddenly, there was a knock on the office door.
"Come in."
With permission, the door was opened, and Albert walked in.
Albert greeted Lunn first and then walked to Owen. He was a little depressed, "I'm sorry, father. I think you know that because of the armed Aura, Scrimgeour is now on strike."
"The armed Aura has done nothing wrong, Albert." Lunn immediately corrected his elder brother, "Don't talk nonsense."
Owen looked at Albert and noticed that his eldest son's face was unusually heavy. It was as cold as ice, "Seems like you have other bad news?"
"Yes, father. The results of the explosion are out …" Albert's voice was full of guilt, "The fat guy who is good at explosives has confirmed the whole story … The results are completely clear … This explosion was not done by the purebloods …"
"Oh? Then who is it? The Italian immigrants who caused trouble some time ago? This kind of half-baked attack is indeed the style of the Italians … "Lunn said and noticed that Albert's mood was not quite right. He then asked in surprise," Not Italian either? "
"In fact, we came to the conclusion that the explosion was not an attack …" Ebert looked a little ashamed. "The floating city is developing too fast. The safety awareness of the employees did not keep up. There are also loopholes in the safety regulations … That day, there was a wizard worker who wanted to rush to your side when you were giving a speech. He removed the anti-static boots in advance and ignited the combustible powder in the room. In the end, it blew up the super big dung warehouse …"
Owen frowned and leaned forward a little, "How can you be sure? Is there any possibility that someone tampered with it? "
Albert said dejectedly, "I asked Allen to help personally, and he used the prophecy to restore the scene …"
Lunn, who was dumbfounded, came back to his senses, "So Bojin and the rest refused to admit that they did it … They even said that we did it ourselves, that it was a conspiracy theory …"
Owen turned around and sat back behind his desk, calmly concealing the awkwardness in his heart. Then, he suddenly remembered something and was shocked. He then angrily scolded his eldest son, "You don't know what's more important! If you asked Alan for help, didn't that kid escape from Xenophilus?! "
"Father, don't joke around!" Albert was obviously not in the mood to joke around. Fine beads of sweat appeared on the tip of his nose, and his fists were tightly clenched together, "How should we deal with this situation? Allen told my father that you'll have a way … "
"Other than you and Penello's team, does anyone else know about the explosion?" Owen said with a serious expression.
"No outsiders, because we're afraid that the armed Aura will secretly destroy the evidence if they're related to the purebloods …" Albert's mind was spinning about the possible consequences of this matter, and he said with some sympathy, "But father, after all … after all, they didn't really attack you …"
"Albert, even if they didn't attack father, they do support the Death Eaters …" Lunn thought of the wizards who had been investigated by his own hands, and felt a little embarrassed, but he quickly regained his composure, "So father, during the trial, why don't we focus on their collusion with the Death Eaters and those illegal transactions? Now that the sorcerers who colluded with the Death Eaters have been arrested and Scrimgeour has gone on strike, almost all the sorcerers in the country and abroad are paying attention to the progress of the matter. The reason why many of them only feel that our actions are too cruel and did not directly oppose is because you were the one who was assassinated first. "
Albert was also helplessly aware of this point. In this case, his father and brother were absolutely unwilling to reveal the truth. Originally, on the issue of supporting the Death Eaters, even if they could arrest so many purebloods, but without the reason of his father's assassination, the Ministry of Magic could only use the usual method and not make the arrest and interrogation so cruel. However, if they admitted that they arrested the wrong people, it would damage the reputation of Harris and the Ministry of Magic, and as the one who directly gave the orders, Lunn might have to take the blame and resign in order to appease the public's anger of being deceived.
"Even if this didn't happen, these purebloods deserved it … Albert, you don't have to feel burdened … Since it's an investigation by our own people … Ask Wolf Mother to keep her people's mouths shut, especially that fatty. It's not Aura's job to speak to the public." Owen's elbows were on the table, and his hands were clasped together. After pondering for a while, he looked up and scolded Albert, "Also, you know the situation over at Scrimgeour's side. Go back and organize the team, and immediately bring Aura under you to maintain the important positions in the wizard's gathering place. As for those who are scattered around … If you don't have enough people, don't bother guarding them. Let the floating city make some space for them. Those who are willing to go can go up and live there … Oh, right, now go and call Penello over for me."
Albert responded and frowned when he heard Penello's name. He knew that his father would probably have some tricks up his sleeve, but although he was more upright, he was still a Harris, so he left in a very capable manner.
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