12dz Chapter 155 The Numb Victim
Chapter 155 The Numb Victim
The time has come to March, and this is a good time for everyone to go out in the spring, even though there is no tradition of spring outings in the wizarding world.
But in this season when the grass grows and the warbler flies, and all things recover, the good mood brought by the warmer weather will still make many wizards hold various activities.
For example, make a good meal at home, live a small two-person world with your wife, or start a big wave of spring promotions to earn a little capital for your future life.
However, at this special time, the entire British wizarding world is still lifeless, and it is even said that the situation is much worse than the previous few months.
The Minister of Magic, Mr. Cornelius Fudge, suddenly changed his temperament for unknown reasons, often yelled all kinds of strange things, and refuted all accusations.
Those who were more determined towards it adopted very cruel methods. In just one month, more than 50 wizards had died under the tyranny of the opponent.
Most of them were Muggle-born or mixed-blood wizards. They were arrested in Azkaban for various reasons, and then all died mysteriously.
Even the corpses were not allowed to be taken away by the family members, and the family members of some Muggle wizards were also unnecessarily involved. The cases of mysterious disappearances in London were also rising exponentially.
More and more people began to worry about the safety of the wizarding world, fearing that bad luck would befall them, and fearing that without any preparation, the wizarding world would be exposed to all Muggles in advance.
"You are back, have you completed the task I entrusted to you? I believe that such a small amount of purchase should be very easy for you."
"If you have bought something, put the part you need to hand in next to you. If you haven't completed the task, please consciously leave the team and stand aside."
In the former apparition registration department, Umbridge the pink toad stood there, with that iconic smirk on his face, looking at the wizards queuing up one by one, and said softly.
She seemed to be trying to calm down her tone as much as possible, but in the ears of these poor people, it was undoubtedly the scream of a ghost.
They witnessed with their own eyes how many of their compatriots died painfully and slowly under the torture of that lunatic minister.
The process of the life being stripped from the body is simply hard to see directly. Those people were thrown into Azkaban after they had been tortured until they had only one breath left.
And the current Azkaban is more like a prison of death. I heard some rumors that the British Ministry of Magic and the dementor population have reached an agreement of intent.
They allowed those monsters to absorb unscrupulously, the happy memories of those who were dying, and some wizards who still had illusions, when they visited Azkaban.
What I saw was a more desperate scene. My relatives were chained there, like broilers imprisoned in a pen.
They, who were already pale and emaciated and about to die, were made into rows of big meals, waiting in line for the dementors to absorb their happy memories.
Seeing those relatives with yellow and emaciated faces and the traces of blood and tears on their faces, many people who witnessed this desperate scene were going crazy, and some impulsive people clashed with the guards.
But the result can be imagined, those monsters without emotions had another delicious meal at night.
Clerk John, who was hiding among the crowd, was looking at this group of numb people with grief and anger. Through the coin that Professor Snape gave him before, he successfully matched with Augustus and others relationship.
That's why he didn't leave here to work in the Muggle world. As a young man with a real conscience, he didn't want to give up on his nominal compatriots.
He has saved many people. With his help, at least more than 100 wizards have escaped from the control of these people, but the oppression has become more and more serious.
The work of saving these people by myself has become even more difficult. Many Muggle wizards who have been oppressed and tortured would rather live a life that is not as good as pigs and dogs here, and they are not willing to follow themselves to escape the suffering.
They are afraid of the means of punishment of the other party. They have witnessed the cruelest torture in the world, and they are afraid that that torture will happen to them.
Some people even want to take the opportunity to report themselves, or those compatriots who want to escape, just to make their lives a little better, such as having a decent piece of bread at dinner.
"Miss Anne, this is the first time you haven't completed the task. Look at what you bought. I really can't understand why you always complete such a simple task so badly."
While Clerk John was still distressed, Umbridge, standing at the front of the line, reprimanded a thin lady with an extremely strange expression.
She forcibly snatched the black plastic bag tightly held in the opponent's hand, and then poured out the contents.
A few potatoes and some carrots that looked like they were picked up were poured on the hard marble floor with exquisite and luxurious carving patterns.
It formed a very weird picture with the potatoes with dirt and some tiny finger-like carrots.
And the thin lady named Annie quickly knelt down on the ground, carefully picked up the potatoes and carrots, and wiped the dirt on them.
Then he said with tears in his eyes.
"I really can't afford any more money. Originally, due to the recent difficult situation, my salary and salary have shrunk in a large area."
"Especially since September this year, I have lost my job, my savings have basically bottomed out, and I still have a mother to support. I really have no choice."
When Ms. Annie said this, she was choked up so hard that she couldn't help herself. Many of her words were hard to hear, and she could only guess through the sentences before and after.
Facing such a poor lady, especially her thin body, it can be seen that it is caused by long-term malnutrition.
But that fat pink toad seemed to have no mercy at all, as she pulled up Ms. Annie who was sitting on the ground.
With a face full of disgust but forcefully snatched the potatoes and carrots, he touched the other person's face and said softly.
"Oh my dear, I want to help you so much, but you also know the rules, I have to punish you, don't worry, just stay in Azkaban for a week."
"Out of humanitarian considerations, it might be difficult for your mother to survive without your help, so send her to Azkaban as well."
While the other party was saying these words, two law enforcement officers in black cloaks had already set up the crying Ms. Annie.
Directly cast a deaf-mute spell on the other party, and then wanted to forcibly drag the other party away, but at this moment, two rapid silver-gray magic rays shot out from the end of the crowd.
Just as the two law enforcement officers were about to react, they were hit by the two magical rays of light, and the two of them fell to the ground in an instant and couldn't sleep.