The Rise of the Muggles at Hogwarts

s:Wow!Released as a free chapter...

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In the UK, or MI5 or MI6, there is a real secret that only the upper class knows.

That is, they have the goddess of destiny.

Of course, goddess is just a code name, this department's title for that 'terrifying' thing.

In fact, it's not a thing, but a person.

a little girl.

An epoch-making genius with an extremely high IQ far exceeding Newton's.

It's hard to describe her in words.

Her eyes seemed to contain magic, and no one could hide secrets under those eyes.

What's even more frightening is that she is obviously a frail little girl, but she is the best at weaving conspiracies. She often secretly plots terrible things like a spider spinning its silk and weaving a cocoon.

The agents in the ministry all call her the goddess of destiny, because she is like Clotho who spins the thread of life, Lachesis who distributes the degrees of life, and Atropos who withdraws the thread of life.

For such a dangerous person, the outside world naturally knows very little about her. Only when the government is in trouble will they find her and ask for help.

- Sherlingford Prison

A prison specifically designed to hold her.

It is surrounded by the sea and is hundreds of miles away from the nearest continent. The only means of visiting is a helicopter in the prison.

It can be said that this prison is impregnable.

The imprisoned mortals basically have no way to escape, because except for the helicopter, there is no way to leave.

Naturally, the guards would not let a little girl snatch the plane.

This shows that the entire British government is afraid of her.

"Hoohoo!"

"fall!"

"gentlemen!"

As the helicopter's propeller gradually stopped turning, a group of prison senior officials immediately surrounded him.

"Welcome to Sherlingford Prison."

The warden shook hands with Mr. Bond cordially.

While smiling and introducing the prison to him, he glanced behind the top agent of the Sixth Branch.

On the plane, a wooden box, like a coffin, was transported down by other agents.

"Okay, Mr. Vic, stop chatting. You know the purpose of our trip very well. Now, take me to see Orosi."

"Euros Holmes."

Mr. Bond looked down at him and stared at him.

...

On the other side, in the Prime Minister's Office, Mr. Harker was dealing with a letter from Hogwarts.

Since it was confirmed that Fudge was stepping down, Dumbledore has really stopped acting and often sends letters to Downing Street openly.

"Our principal needs to make an autopsy report on a corpse?"

After quickly browsing the letter, Mr. Harker was obviously stunned for a moment.

He was a little confused. Didn't the wizarding world even have decent professions like forensic doctors?

"Sir, I think the two worlds' understanding of the profession of forensic medicine is definitely not what you imagine."

With that said, Sir Humphrey pulled out an internal confidential report from the documents at hand and handed it to the Prime Minister.

That was some basic information about the magical world sent over by Anthony.

"Wizards seem to only be able to use some magic spells. As for the more detailed ones - it can only be said that they have very few professionals in this field." After that, Sir Humphrey tightened his collar.

It seems to indicate that he is a professional.

"Well, Humphrey, please handle this matter."

"Yes, Prime Minister."

"However, sir, I think it would be better for you to withdraw from the wizarding world recently. The public's flames are very high." At this time, Sir Humphrey reminded him kindly.

In fact, there is no need to remind you. After all, as long as you turn on the TV and radio, there are voices everywhere clamoring for war with Syria.

"Humphrey, don't you understand? I sent an armored brigade over just to show off my momentum!" Mr. Harker said with a frown.

He knew the clamoring guys very well, most of them were 'sponsored' by arms companies.The words 'national strategy' do not come to mind at all.

Going to war is a sign of fortune for them.

"But Mr. Prime Minister, shouldn't we go to war?" Mr. Bernard suddenly jumped out and said.

"Ahem, Bernard!" Sir Humphrey suddenly turned to look at him, and then asked with a sweet smile: "What is the purpose of our defense policy?"

"Defend Britain?"

"No! To make people believe Britain is defended!"

"Let the Russians?"

"It's not the Russians, it's the British. Do the Russians know?" Sir Humphrey pursed his lips and said seriously.

"..."

"Humphrey, can't NATO send troops? Aren't there French and Germans on that plane?" Mr. Hacker was silent for a moment, and then asked with a frown.

"Sir, I don't think they will." Sir Humphrey shook his head.

When talking about this topic, Bernard immediately became interested. He slowly closed the document in his hand, and then continued in a very relaxed tone: "The American troops in Germany are all taking drugs. If they fight, they may I don’t even know which side I’m on.”

"During the last NATO exercise, American soldiers dispersed in the woods and then went into the woods for a picnic with female soldiers..."

After saying that, Mr. Bernard showed a salty smile.

The other two people understood and understood instantly what the so-called picnic was about.

"What about the other NATO troops?" Mr. Hacker asked with a bitter look on his face.It’s not like NATO wants to be alone!

"Oh! They're nice, at least on weekdays."

"Workday?"

"Yes, the Dutch, Danish and Belgian troops are going home at the weekend."

"So? Do we have to hope that the other side will only resist from Monday to Friday when we start a war? Do many people know about this?" Mr. Harker stared at Sir Humphrey quite speechlessly. He desperately hoped that What good news.

"Well - I think since even we can know, the enemy must know. Usually, the news from NATO to Downing Street is the slowest in Europe." Sir Humphrey spread his hands and said helplessly.

"This..."

Hearing this, Mr. Prime Minister seemed to be shocked. He lowered his head with dull eyes, stared at the document in his hand, and sighed: "Then we can only wait now? Waiting for the U.S. North Atlantic Fleet. ?”

The United States dispatched the North Atlantic Fleet.

Yes, Britain is not alone in this act of revenge.

In the terrorist attack in South Africa, Americans had the third highest death toll on that plane.

It is normal for them to send out troops.

Can...

If only Americans took action, Mr. Huck would feel very embarrassed.Moreover, domestic public opinion will think that the government is showing weakness and the prime minister is cowardly.By then his vote...

The people are like this. They are overwhelmed by all kinds of news, and sometimes they fall one way, and sometimes they fall this way.

As a missile launch base for the US military, it is really difficult for the UK today to let ordinary people regain the glory of the British Empire.