Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

The new Ministry of Magic building in Spiral Town basically continued the original distribution pattern of the London underground.

Although during the previous attack, many old staff of the Ministry of Magic secretly left and ran for refuge, so many departments are currently temporarily suspended.However, after temporarily assigning several department members who were not very important during the war to other offices for supplementation, the Ministry of Magic's work barely resumed operation.

Of course, the situation is definitely not good.

Maca hurried around the town, and finally found his logistics office clerk, Jayden, walking up the spiral staircase in the somewhat empty building.

It can be seen that since the magic elevator has not yet been opened, the few Ministry of Magic members who go up and down the stairs basically use broomsticks to fly in the middle for convenience.

Because the main body of this building is a "back"-shaped building, the offices are all around, and the middle is completely empty from the lobby up.Therefore, in the case that the magic elevator cannot be used, the flying one is also extremely convenient.

"Jaden, don't we need flying broomsticks?"

Upon Maca's question, Jayden, who was walking in front, turned around and said apologetically:

"I'm sorry, Mr. McLean! I'm really sorry... Actually, I don’t seem to be born with flying magic tools like flying broomsticks. When I was at Hogwarts, I tried five times in flying lessons As a result, all five fractures were broken...so, since then, I have decided not to ride a broomstick."

"Oh, so miserable?"

After Maca heard this, he immediately shook his head dumbfounded.

"I thought you had any special reason for letting me follow you up the stairs... Well, but then again, your reason seems to be special enough!"

With that said, Maca suddenly waved his hand and directly led the other party to fly up the spiral staircase.

Then, amidst Jayden's "Awk" roar, who was totally uncomfortable with flying, he rushed to the highest level of the building like a firebolt.

In the blink of an eye, Maca fell down on the corridor on the top floor, and then Jayden, whose legs had softened into spaghetti, was placed back on the ground.

"You can rest here for a while! I can go to the minister's room by myself."

Having said that, Maca stopped paying attention to Jayden, who had described the very subtle acrophobia, and walked straight to the Minister of Magic's office not far away.

"Boom boom."

"Who!"

Hearing Scrimgeour's voice, who immediately followed after the knock on the door, Macadam nodded secretly even though it was clear.

He had already had some doubts about the reason why the other party was so eager to call him, but now that he heard the other party shouting like this, he could roughly determine why Scrimgeour wanted him.

So Maca didn't answer any more, but with a backhand wave, he opened the office door directly.

"Ah! Who"

In Scrimgeour's inexplicably mixed frightened low voice, Maca walked in from the door step by step, and then took the door back again.

"Didn't you ask me to come yourself? Who else? Helbo?"

"Oh, McLean... don't don't, don't mention that name here, okay... Isn't it the one that ancient wizards are very good at name magic? Say his name here, will you just use it? Did he recruit?"

Looking at Scrimgeour's restless look, Maca couldn't help but said blankly:

"Yes, it's probably coming soon."

"Then what to do? What to do...hide...no, it's useless to hide..."

Hearing what Maca said, Scrimgeour immediately became a mess, standing up and doing it again.At first I wanted to find a place to hide, but quickly gave up, just gripped the wand in his hand tightly, and looked at the direction of the door with a full face.

Maca looked angry and funny, and simply sat on his desk, then reached out and grabbed his wand, and threw it on the table.

"Okay, don't worry... Even if Haierbo will come, do you think he will come in honestly through the door?"

After a short pause, he sat on the table and sighed:

"Mr. Scrimgeour, go ahead! You suddenly came to me this time... Are you planning to step down and resign? You are not the Minister of Magic?"

"Huh?" Scrimgeour, who had just recovered from his senses, said in surprise, "How do you know?"

To be honest, Maca originally thought Scrimgeour was a more stable type, because he didn't talk too much and usually didn't like nonsense.

But now it seems that too heavy pressure can also change a person's personality.

Scrimgeour, who was originally able to coordinate the overall situation, was ordinary, and in such a disaster and chaos, it can be said that he was savoring his powerlessness all the time.

But after all, he is the Minister of Magic. Even in matters such as combat and refuge, Lupin and Kingsley have helped him share most of the burden.However, there are still many things within the Ministry of Magic that need to be coordinated and handled by him and the staff of the Minister's Logistics Office.

The chaos of this period of recent times, as well as the large-scale move out of London, really allowed him to accumulate a lot of physical exhaustion and mental pressure.

Nowadays, Scrimgeour, who looks tough on the surface, but is not strong in his heart, is close to collapse to be honest.

With regard to Scrimgeour's personal situation, Maca could see everything from the commotion just now.

"Say it first! I'm definitely not going to take over the position of Minister of Magic." Maca was talking, and when he saw the other party, he would say something, and immediately stopped his speech with a wave of hands, "But, you If it doesn’t matter, it’s not impossible...I will let Kingsley replace you..."

"But you have to remember that once you take the initiative to step down, you will never be able to sit in this seat again!"

"No, no, I don't want it. I don't want any honor or power... I have already clearly realized that this chair is determined to be unstable with my tiny ability."

"Fine!"

When Maca heard this, she had to shrug her shoulders:

"Go and call Kingsley here too! Although I don't think it should be a problem for him to take over, I still have to listen to his own opinions. After all, this is considered to be in danger, and he should have his own. Choose the right."

Hearing what Maca said, Scrimgeour had any comments, so he immediately ran out of the logistics office next door and asked him to find Kingsley.

"Hmm..." Maca sat on the minister's desk, but couldn't help but shook her head looking at the open door, "But if you have to say it, at this time, it doesn't seem to be different if you change or not..."