Chapter 527： Demon King's Deterrence

Chapter 527 Demon King's Deterrence

After writing several letters in a row, he stopped writing. He took out the envelope from the drawer again, folded the parchment paper and put it in the envelope.

George took the sealed envelope, opened the door, and went down the stairs.

"It smells good." He said in a jovial tone as he went downstairs, "It's just time to eat."

"Master, you love to eat. Go wash your hands and prepare for dinner." Anna whispered with a gentle smile on her face.

"Immediately, I will post the letter first."

George quickened his pace and started to trot. He quickly ran outside the door and beckoned to the tower.

Several ravens flew over like sharp arrows.

George tied the letters to the feet of the raven and arranged for them to send the letters to different addresses.

After doing everything easily, he clapped his hands and quickly went to wash his hands and eat.

After a full and hearty dinner, George sat on the soft sofa and began to tell his family about today.

"Is there no one in Broke Cauldron?" Harry asked incredulously.

He couldn't imagine what it was like. During his previous summer vacation, he had spent half a month in the Broken Cauldron Bar. At that time he could see wizards from all over the world every day, listening to their noisiness, and seeing them returning full of loads every time they went to Diagon Alley.

Unexpectedly, the mere news of reviving the Demon King would plunge the entire magical world into fear and desolation. Harry couldn't help gritting his teeth at the thought of this, the existence of the devil was enough to bring the greatest disaster.

George continued speaking, and soon came to the topic of today.

"Those wizards still have the mind to do so many conspiracies behind their backs?"

Harry was completely shocked, with the desolation of Broken Cauldron Bar and Diagon Alley on one side. On one side are those wizards who are in high positions and enjoy the best treatment, secretly planning a conspiracy for power.

"What the **** is going on with the International Federation of Wizards? Why at this time, you only want to fight for power?" Harry asked angrily.

George explained patiently, "The International Federation of Wizards is also called the World Joint Council of Wizards. The Council of Wizards is the predecessor of the Ministry of Magic. Therefore, the International Federation of Wizards is the Joint Conference of the World Ministry of Wizards and Magic."

He emphasized again, "Although the International Wizarding Federation does not have direct control over the Ministry of Magic of various countries, the exchanges and international cooperation of various countries need to follow the agreement of the International Wizarding Federation. This is a very influential one. A powerful organization."

"They are all high-ranking officials of the Ministry of Magic. Can't you see the horror of Voldemort's resurrection? Why don't they work together at this time, but want to fight for power?" Harry asked puzzled.

George sighed and said, "This is a normal thing. There is nothing new under the sun. All kinds of wars in history have a lot of stupidity as an introduction."

"When they did not really face Voldemort, they would never care how much damage the Demon Lord would cause. Everyone can only see a little bit of interest in front of them, and even to some extent, they would be happy to see other countries. loss."

"Just because of my own country, I can gain more vanity influence."

Such cold facts silenced everyone, stripped the suffering crowd, and all the evils did not exist.

If there is no mercy for others, no matter how much death, no matter how much suffering, the politicians and conspirators will not be moved at all.

"Fortunately, there are still us." George broke the rigid atmosphere and said in a relaxed tone, "I will not let their conspiracy succeed."

He said in an affirmative tone, "I have written the letter, and with arrangements, things will gradually develop in a good direction."

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The next morning, when they came back from their morning exercises, a raven was throwing a newspaper at the door.

The raven dropped the newspaper, croaked twice, and flew back to the tower.

Harry stepped forward and picked up the newspaper and scanned the news on it. Today's Daily Prophet was very different from the report a few days ago.

The previous newspapers, in addition to discussing Dumbledore's various conspiracies, put more effort into matters related to the Ministry of Magic. The newspaper is doing the same job as the Ministry of Magic, trying to exaggerate peace, trying to alleviate the panic in the magic world.

Today, the newspaper seems to have changed its policy and completely reversed its previous tone. More panic content was published in the newspaper, and a panic atmosphere began to play out.

"What's on it?" George asked lightly.

"It's mainly something that happened recently. There are many records about Diagon Alley." Harry quickly scanned the entire newspaper, then flipped it to the front page and read it.

"Darkness descends, how long will such a disaster continue."

The news of the resurrection of the mysterious man has been echoing in the magic world for a week.

Today’s reporter from the Daily Prophet visited Diagon Alley, the most prosperous street in the magic world. The reporter would like to interview the people in Diagon Alley and learn about their mental journey after the resurrection of the mysterious man, and would like to ask if everyone still remembers happiness.

When I arrived at Diagon Alley in the afternoon, the reporter was completely stunned by what I saw and heard along the way. Where is this once bustling shopping street, it is like a deserted and deserted cemetery.

George had walked to Harry's side and looked at the newspaper, which had several enlarged black and white photos.

The photos deliberately selected those that sealed doors and windows, and posted horrifying large announcements, which looked really like a haunted house.

It reads in the newspaper.

In the previous week, there were still people coming and going, and merchants and tourists complemented each other. Just one week after that person was resurrected, all the peace and quiet disappeared completely.

Apart from the reporter himself, there was no other tourist on the street.

Most of the shops on both sides of the street have also been closed, and those shops with closed doors and windows have already been emptied, just waiting for sale and subletting.

In those half-covered shops, the skeptical and cautious gazes of the traders came.

When reporters walked into those shops and wanted to interview them, everyone was afraid to avoid them, as if they had escaped from disasters and plagues. This was a world away from the happily accepted interview attitudes of the merchants.

Only the notices posted on the doors and windows can make people understand what happened.

Purple announcements from the Ministry of Magic were quietly posted everywhere in Diagon Alley. But the figures on those announcements are hiding in the depths of the world, staring at this fragile world with evil eyes.

(To be continued.) (Shu Milou)