v4 Chapter 18： The people have the power of ignorance

After the Aurors left, Clegane sat back in his chair.

He looked at William, and said in a pleasant voice: "Stark, why did you come to the Ministry of Magic to surrender yourself, I really didn't expect that."

"Is it impossible to be chased by our Aurors?"

"Huh? Are your Aurors chasing us?" William tilted his head, showing a puzzled expression.

"I'm so sorry, but you put too little pressure on me. Hermione and I had so much fun that we didn't even notice it."

"Clever." Clegane smiled, and Stark entered the Ministry of Magic, the meat of the chopping board.

He calmly said, "Then why did you come to the Ministry of Magic on your own initiative?"

"I said, I'm here to talk to you about the conditions."

"Conditions... have you found the box?!"

"The box, what box?" William pretended to be stunned: "You mean Newt's box? Isn't it always in the UK, never lost."

"Looks like I really found it." Clegane nodded slightly.

"Don't care if I find it or not, the key problem now is not the box, but the atomic bomb in Arya's hand."

William frowned slightly and said in a serious tone: "But I noticed that you don't seem to have taken any action, and you have not informed the public for effective evacuation."

"Inform the people?" Clegane was surprised, and said in an amused tone: "William, are you kidding me?"

"What's wrong?" The boy looked puzzled.

"Am I wrong? That's an atomic bomb, and it may be detonated in Paris. You are the official, of course you have to tell everyone that the people have the right to know..."

"No, they have the right to be ignorant," Clegane sternly denied.

"Knowledge represents conspiracy and crime, and ignorance has a certain dignity.

William, you can't always unconditionally satisfy any desire of the people if that desire is not good for them.

Like, would you give an alcoholic a bottle of fire whisky? "

"Won't……"

"Yeah, the atomic bomb is Fire Whiskey, and the people are alcoholics. Letting them know too much will do nothing but bring panic." Clegane said lightly.

"To tell you the truth, it is not my personal decision to suppress this matter, but a joint decision made by the Minister of Magic and Muggle President Mitterrand after serious discussions."

"They think that announcing the Paris nuclear crisis now will only provoke the woman to carry out a nuclear explosion immediately, and then everything will be irreversible."

"So, you choose to do nothing and wait to die here?"

William pursed his lips tightly, his expression more McGonagall than Hermione.

"Of course not." Clegane shook his head. "We negotiated with the Ukrainian Ministry of Magic and confirmed that an atomic bomb was indeed lost, along with many Muggle researchers."

"We've dispatched a large number of wizards to track down that woman. Until then, you can't start a snake.

Paris is a big city with more than 10 million Muggles. Do you know what crisis it would bring if the Muggles knew about it?

People would flee recklessly, traffic would be paralyzed immediately, and law and order would be lost. The country will be in chaos too.

That would be more terrifying than the lethality of an atomic bomb. Also, we can't reveal the existence of the magical world yet. "

"But you can't even catch us, and you still expect to catch Arya?" William raised his chin and sneered.

"So we need your help and more detailed information," Clegane said.

"I don't have any information for you. I know something, and I have already passed that letter to remind you."

Anger flashed in William's eyes, and he said angrily: "You French are not prepared to be responsible to the people, do you expect us British to save you?"

Clegane looked at William in surprise and frowned, "Then what is your purpose today?!"

"Save Newt, we can't leave him here and accompany you to die here," William said.

"If the nuclear bomb went off, you guys would definitely use Apparition to leave, would anyone take care of him in prison?"

"Sorry, if you don't cooperate, Mr. Scamander will have to stay at the Ministry of Magic." Clegane's voice cooled.

"It's not up to you." William smiled.

"What's the meaning?"

"You don't wonder, my lovely Hermione and I have always been inseparable, why is it only me... appearing here?"

"So, that little girlfriend of yours... Granger, where is she?"

Clegane narrowed his eyes, "You wouldn't want her to go to prison, would you? Don't be kidding, she's just a third-year little witch, she doesn't have the ability!"

"Of course Hermione doesn't have this ability." William smiled sweetly, but there was no smile in his eyes, but very cold.

"That's why I'm here to talk nonsense with you."

"You're not Stark?!" Clegane exclaimed.

"Of course not, I'm the incompetent little witch you said--Hermione Granger!" Hermione said with revenge.

Hermione raised her hand suddenly, and threw out a dozen large dung eggs and various smoke bombs from the safety watch.

The stench instantly filled the office, and the black mist covered Clegane's vision.

Like taking out the trash, the girl angrily threw all the prank products sold in the Akali mystery store in this small office.

How dare you say she is incompetent!

Hermione is so angry!

A lot of beans fell on the ground and turned into a pea shooter, squirting like crazy.

This thing was made by William and was first sold to the little wizards at Hogwarts to deal with Quirrell.

Now it's become Clegane's nightmare.

Clegane let out a fury, and with a wave of his wand, created a barrier against Pea's attack.

He waved his wand again, and a gust of wind swept through, but the black smoke did not dissipate, and still enveloped the office.

Of course it didn't dissipate. This was the darkness created by Peru's stealth smoke bombs, and only black magic items like the Hand of Glory could pass through it.

The Auror at the door opened the door and rushed over.

But in the black mist, a vine wrapped around his ankle and swung him upside down.

- Devil's Web!

William once took away the devil's net in the restricted area on the fourth floor and made it into a massage machine.

After two years of cultivation, many devil nets have been cultivated.

Hermione was left directly in the office, and the Devil's Web raged wildly in the dark.

Clegane's office suddenly became an enhanced version of the Hogwarts restricted area.

Hermione threw the snake bird wrapped around her left hand. It suddenly got bigger and smashed the office wall into pieces.

Hermione blew a whistle, and the bird snake turned around and flew over, she jumped up and rammed downstairs.

"Goodbye, Mr. Director! Next time in Paris, William and I will visit you!"

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The sixth basement floor of the Ministry of Magic, the prison.

The bound Newt was suspended in the air by magic, and when he was transported upstairs, the prisoners slammed on the iron bars and shouted loudly.

Four Aurors surrounded Newt, guarding him and successfully leaving the heavily guarded underground prison.

After walking for a few minutes, the elevator was suddenly opened, and a figure covered in dust rushed over from inside.

—It's Clegane!

"Come on, give me Scamander!" Clegane said urgently.

"Stark just attacked me in the office, he wanted to take Scamander."

"But, Mr. Clegane..."

"Come on, he brought a lot of wizards, you go to support now, I will leave with Scamander first."

"Yes!" One of the Aurors handed Scamander to Clegane.

The four Aurors had only taken a few steps when the alarm suddenly sounded.

I saw a series of sprays, protruding from the wall, and a large amount of liquid splashed on the corridor.

Every portrait on the corridor wall became William.

The siren kept ringing.

"Alert! Alert! A wanted wizard, William Stark!"

Four Aurors stared at Clegane... William, to be more precise.

The effect of the compound decoction has been washed away by the liquid, and William has changed himself again.

William smiled awkwardly.

Misunderstanding... He didn't know the French Ministry of Magic had installed this kind of defense.

This anti-thief spray washes away all spells, all magic disguises!

Lack of information.

It seems that Hermione's side started a little early, causing the alarm system to activate and trap him.

But what does that matter?

William took out his wand and laughed arrogantly in French: "I'll play with you."

Four Aurors anyway... that's all.

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