According to Foggy, the situation was developing in the worst direction, and he was still telling the Prime Minister not to worry.
The Prime Minister did not know what was in the head of the fat man in front of him.
Because of a madman whose name could not be mentioned, his country and people were facing a huge threat, and he himself could be controlled by that madman at any time to do something even crazier, like starting a world war!
Just like that, Foggy actually told him not to worry, that the Ministry of Magic had made thorough preparations.
If he could, the Prime Minister really wanted to go over and give him a good beating!
"I don't deny that the people in the Ministry are in a state of panic and low morale, but fortunately, Dumbledore is here, and the mysterious man doesn't dare to show his face in public. So, the current situation is still under control, and the Auror will take care of everything. You don't have to worry." Foggy repeated the words that made the Prime Minister furious. "Scrimgeour thinks that he may move his target abroad, where he will carry out attacks and collect corpses and souls …"
"You mean that the demon whose name cannot be mentioned is going to another country?" the Prime Minister asked, feeling a headache coming on.
"It's very likely that he will do so, because we are closely monitoring him. He doesn't have many opportunities in this country!" Foggy continued. "It's different abroad. Of course, this doesn't mean that we can let our guard down. He may assassinate important people, like the recent disappearance of Amelia Burns!"
"Who's missing?"
"Amelia Burns. She was the director of the Magic Law Enforcement Department. We think that the demon whose name cannot be mentioned personally killed her, because she was a very talented witch, and all the signs point to her struggling to resist." Foggy cleared his throat. "This is a great loss for us, whether it's her position or her personal resistance …"
"Wait, I remember now. The murder case was reported in the newspaper!" The Prime Minister temporarily forgot his anger. "Our newspaper, Amelia Burns, the newspaper said that she was a single, middle-aged woman. This is a vicious murder, isn't it? This matter has already spread like wildfire, and the police have no idea where to start. "
"Sigh, that's natural." Foggy sighed delightfully. "She was killed in a room that was locked from the inside, wasn't she? We know exactly who did it, but that doesn't help us catch the guy. And Emmeline Vance, perhaps you have not heard of it-- "
"Of course I heard about it!" The Prime Minister said. "In fact, it happened over there in the corner not far from here, and the newspapers made a big deal out of it: Trying the law in the Prime Minister's backyard …"
"As if this isn't bad enough!" Foggy barely listened to the Prime Minister as he continued, "In addition to these murders, a large number of Soul Eaters have gone out of control, and they could attack people at any time..."
In the carefree days of the past, the Prime Minister would have found these words incomprehensible.
But now, he already knew a lot of things. There were some things that Foggy didn't need to explain too much. The Prime Minister could already understand on his own!
"I remember that the Dementors guard Azkaban prisoners?" he asked cautiously. "You told me before."
"It used to be like this." Foggy said wearily. "Not anymore. They left the prison not long ago and turned to the devil whose name cannot even be mentioned. I have to admit, this is a disaster from the sky."
"But..." The Prime Minister paused, and an inexplicable fear began to appear in the office. "Didn't you tell me that these creatures specialize in sucking away people's hope and happiness?"
"That's right, and they are still multiplying, which is why this fog is formed." Foggy looked out the window.
The Prime Minister's knees buckled, and he fell into the chair closest to him.
From the terrible news that Foggy had brought, the Prime Minister finally pieced together the current terrible situation.
The devil whose name could not even be mentioned was back, and his subordinates and a group of terrible dark creatures such as giants were looking for opportunities to launch attacks in the country. This was because the devil needed human corpses and souls to cast an evil black magic, and he also wanted to control himself to start a world war and create more killing.
Foggy, however, told him not to worry, that the situation was still under control.
But then he went on to talk about the two unthinkable murders.
The Prime Minister had thought that the dead were ordinary people, but in fact they were powerful wizards who held high positions in the so-called Ministry of Magic.
And the abnormal weather outside was caused by the reproduction of some creature that fed on hope and happiness...
Didn't Foggy say that the situation was still under control? Then what was going on?
Did the Prime Minister really want to ask him if what he said was inconsistent?
But when he thought of those terrible invisible creatures flying around the city and the countryside, spreading pessimism and despair among his voters, he felt like he was going to faint.
He couldn't hold on any longer! This was definitely the most terrible news he had ever heard in his life.
This was definitely the scariest news he had ever heard in his life. Even the imminent war couldn't compare to this.
"Listen to me, Foggy!" He said weakly, as if using the last ounce of strength in his body. "You must do something! Capture that wizard and solve the current predicament! This is your responsibility as the Minister of the Ministry of Magic! "
"My dear Prime Minister, do you really think I can still be the Minister of the Ministry of Magic after all that has happened? I stepped down two weeks ago! The entire wizarding world has been clamoring for me to resign for months. In all my years in office, I've never seen them so united! "Foggy said, smiling reluctantly.
For a moment the Prime Minister was speechless. He was indignant at being put in such a position, but at the same time he felt a pang of sympathy for the shrunken man sitting opposite him. This was what happened to failed politicians. But the sympathy was fleeting. This was not the time to think about such things.
"All right!" He took a deep breath first. "Tell me, what do you need me to do?"
"Try not to do anything. Your own safety is the greatest help you can give us. Besides, I was sent here tonight to update you on the latest developments and introduce you to my successor, "Foggy said, putting away his handkerchief. "He wants to talk to you personally. I thought he'd be here by now. Of course, so much has happened and he's very busy. This meeting, for example, should have taken place a month ago, but we've been really busy … "
Foggy turned to look at the portrait of an ugly little man in a long, curly silver wig who was picking his ear with the tip of a quill. The man in the portrait noticed Foggy looking at him and said, "He'll be here in a minute. He's currently meeting with Dumbledore at Hogwarts."
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