"My time is limited. Don't interrupt me when I'm talking!" Scrimgeour said expressionlessly.
Looking at the wand in his hand, the Prime Minister suppressed his anger and sat back down.
He did not speak. Scrimgeour's attitude made him feel angry. If talking to Foggy made him feel like a child who did not know anything, then Scrimgeour's behavior was even more obvious.
There was no point in arguing, and it was very irrational.
The Prime Minister hoped to use this silence to silently convey his anger and dissatisfaction.
Scrimgeour did not seem to notice the Prime Minister's anger, or perhaps he did but did not care. He continued to speak. "We will send two or three Auros here to be your secretary, bodyguard, or assistant minister. This building will also be equipped with various protective spells to ensure your safety, such as Warning Spells, Anti-Phantom Appearance Spells, Do Not Mark Spells, and so on. Everyone who enters and leaves will also be subject to the necessary checks …"
The Prime Minister frowned. This request was too much.
He, the Prime Minister, had to meet with a large number of important political and business figures every day.
It was hard to imagine that these people had to go through a Magus's inspection to see him.
The Prime Minister clenched his fists. He said nothing and continued to use silence to express his anger.
"Until the Unknowns are defeated, I hope you can stay in this mansion as much as possible. If you need to go out, report to us three days in advance for specific arrangements and related situations so that we can arrange personnel."
The Prime Minister took a deep breath. How was this any different from house arrest?
This was too much. He was the Prime Minister, not a criminal. If he wanted to go out, he had to report to these Magi three days in advance.
However, he still did not speak. He thought that the other party should have noticed his anger!
"Also, some spells and curses can be triggered by sound, so we need to monitor your phone …"
The Prime Minister's frown deepened. Did this Magus know what he was talking about? Be it the Prime Minister or the British government, there were many secrets that should not be known by others. He could not let these Magi monitor his phone. This request was beyond his bottom line.
"You can't do this!" The Prime Minister stared at Scrimgeour for a long time before saying word by word, "You can't monitor my phone. This … This is against the law. You have to understand that many of the calls I receive are very important. For example, I'm about to speak with the country's leader. You can't …"
"From what I see, the one who hasn't figured out the situation is you, Prime Minister!" "We're in the middle of a war. I just met with Dumbledore. He thinks the Unknowns will attack us to collect a large number of corpses and souls, although he won't tell me why. But without a doubt, the importance of your safety is undeniable. If he controls you, he can do many terrible things. "
Scrimgeour stared back at the furious Prime Minister, then turned and walked back to the fireplace.
"As long as we set up our defenses, he won't stand a chance. Of course, he may change his target to a foreign country, and that will have nothing to do with you! "said Scrimgeour." Well, that's all I have to say. I'll keep you posted, Prime Minister, or, if I'm too busy to come myself, I'll send up Fudge, who has agreed to stay on as an adviser. '
Foggy tried unsuccessfully to force a smile; he looked more like he had a toothache.
In front of the fireplace, Scrimgeour was already rummaging in his pockets for the mysterious powder that turned the flames green.
The Prime Minister stared hopelessly at the two of them for a moment, and the words he had been holding back all evening finally blurted out, "Please, for heaven's sake! You're wizards! You can do magic! You can definitely solve it! Yes, solve any problem! "
Scrimgeour turned slowly on the spot and exchanged a puzzled look with Fudge.
Fudge finally smiled this time and said pleasantly, "The problem is, the other side can do magic too, Prime Minister."
… … … … …
On the third day after the exam, Elwyn set off alone for the Explorer's Hotel in Cairo.
After Dumbledore met with Scrimgeour, the Minister of the Ministry of Magic, the Hogwarts adopted stricter security measures.
All the fireplaces were sealed, and incidents like Harry being held hostage by Malfoy would not happen again.
Even if the Lord Voldemort wanted to enter the Hogwarts, he would have to fight his way in through the main entrance …
Elwyn had no choice but to walk to Hogsmeade, and then Phantom to the Broken Cauldron.
For the first time in Elwyn's memory, the Broken Cauldron seemed so deserted and empty.
The lively crowd of the past was gone, leaving only the wrinkled, toothless owner Tom.
As soon as he appeared, Tom looked up hopefully.
When he found out that Elwyn was just passing by, he went back to cleaning his glasses gloomily.
Ever since the news of the return of the Lord Voldemort had been announced, the bar's business had been greatly affected, and even Diagon Alley had become exceptionally deserted.
Everyone looked worried, afraid that the Lord Voldemort would appear out of nowhere.
It was said that some merchants had already closed their shops and were preparing to flee the country. This was also the current situation of the British magic community.
In the face of the terrifying Black Demon, people's first reaction was not to resist, but to flee.
Elwyn did not stay for long, and used the Broken Cauldron's flight network to travel to Egypt.
Just like last year, the Explorer Inn had not changed much.
The exotic hall was filled with all sorts of Egyptian or Arabian decorations. There was a sparkling fountain, tall palm trees, colorful tapestries and curtains, and the three majestic pyramids could be seen through the huge window on the west side of the inn.
Even from far away, one could still see the crowds of tourists at the bottom of the pyramids.
They were all Muggle, and many of them were in high spirits as they admired this great architectural marvel.
Just like the outside, the Explorer Inn was much livelier than when Elwyn and Hermione came last year.
Wizards from all over the world had gathered here, and they were all here to participate in the International Alchemy Conference.
Elwyn saw three wizards in thick brown fur clothes, and they came out from the fireplace in front of him.
He did not know where these three wizards came from, but they were still wearing so much in this weather, and they took off their clothes as soon as they came out.
In the hall, most of the wizards were Arabic-styled wizards, or those like Elwyn, who were wearing traditional wizard robes.
Other than that, Elwyn also saw an Eastern spellcaster, a middle-aged man wearing a sky-blue patterned robe. Other than the unique style of the robe, the green wooden long staff on his back was particularly eye-catching. The top of the staff was wrapped in thick vines in the shape of a hollow gourd.
During the last Quidditch World Cup final, Elwyn had seen a few wizards from the East.
Influenced by history, most of them used wands like Elwyn, and even their spells were the same.
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