In This Hogwarts Without a Savior Chapter 190

  Chapter 190 188. Contradictions between Britain and France

  Jon has never underestimated the Ministry of Magic, these are basically Aurors of mixed blood who were not attracted by Voldemort as confidantes.

   After all, the reason why they are not trusted is that they are not the most noble in blood, but there is actually no difference in ability.

  As long as they have undergone professional Auror training, these half-bloods who can become pure-blooded government lackeys under Voldemort can also be called elites.

  But Jon never thought that Scarbio could be so decisive.

   "Did he die?" Nick exclaimed in surprise.

  Fred was also shocked. He really didn't expect that an Auror, not even a Death Eater, would have such great determination.

   Although Jon was also surprised, he still remained calm.

"Bitting off his tongue doesn't necessarily mean death, but it can prevent us from asking him for information that shouldn't be there. Judging from our age, it's unlikely that we will be able to master such a difficult task as Dementia magic."

   Tongue biting is not something that can be easily done by one's will. Even if you make up your mind, your body will deliberately stop this self-harming behavior.

  So Jon discovered it in time. Scarbio just bit his tongue, not to the point of biting it off.

   Being sealed, he could only stare at Jon with that extreme hatred.

  Jon didn't want to and wasn't going to procrastinate any longer. He felt that there must be some important secret hidden in this Auror, otherwise he wouldn't be so cruel to himself.

   Together with Fred, he even used magic to pry Scarbio's mouth open.

Then he used transfiguration to create a needle tube with a plastic needle, and he didn't bother to save the remaining veritaserum. He directly used the needle tube and inserted it into the gap between the tongue and palate, and shot the veritaserum into him. throat.

During this period, Scarbio was struggling fiercely, almost biting Fred's hand several times. His fierce posture made people have no doubt that once he succeeded, he would definitely tear off a piece of flesh. .

  After force-feeding the veritaserum, Fred was still panting with some lingering fear. It was the first time he had seen such a person at such a big age.

   After being fed with Veritaserum, it didn't take long for Scarbio to stop struggling. He sat on the spot panting, and his cold and resentful eyes became hollow.

  Jon let out a long sigh of relief, and asked with a solemn expression.

"May I have your name?"

   "Not Scarbio."

  Scabio's voice was a bit vague. Even if his tongue was not broken, it was bitten open by himself, and blood mixed with saliva was continuously flowing out from the corner of his mouth.

   "Is there anything to prove it?"

   "Auror badge, in my inner pocket."

  Fred looked forward vigilantly into his inner pocket, and quickly took out a metal nameplate that was exactly the same as the one found on McNeil.

   It's just that the nameplate is gold-plated, and besides Scarbio's name, there is also his position in the Auror office - "Captain of the Third Squad".

  Jon glanced at the words on the nameplate, and then looked at Scarbio more seriously.

   "What's the thing you'd rather bite off your tongue than hide from us?"

  Scabio opened his mouth, his own will was obviously resisting to answer this question,

  But the effect of the veritaserum prepared by Lily was far superior to those inferior goods secretly sold in Knockturn Alley. No matter how much he resisted, his mouth still opened and closed to say the answer to the question.

   "That gentleman. He transferred half of the Aurors in the Auror Command and half of the Death Eaters to hide their identities and take them to France."

  Jon and Fred looked at each other, and they naturally knew who the gentleman Scabio was referring to.

   "Why did the Dark Lord let these people go to France?" Fred asked puzzled.

  Scabio, who knows how to answer questions, tells what he knows.

   "French Mudbloods. Attacked by the French Ministry of Magic to blow up the government Mr. formed."

  Fred frowned tightly, unable to think of the key to the problem.

   "Then what kind of big secret is this? Everyone knows that he is now the head of the two magic circles in Britain and France, so what if he brings some people to France for support?"

  Jon pondered and understood the problem.

"The reason why the Dark Lord can control two magical regimes is that he is different from other people, and his nationality is no longer restricted on him. What's more, his method of controlling the French Ministry of Magic is not glorious. So far, those who have replaced high-level identities None of the Death Eaters have yet returned to their former identities."

   "He is powerful enough, and he only oppresses mudbloods. But in this way, he can barely suppress those half-blood and some pure-blood wizards in France who are dissatisfied with this."

   "But once it was revealed, the senior management of the French Ministry of Magic had been replaced by British wizards. He even arranged for many British Aurors and wizards to station in France to suppress the rebels. The nature of that would be different."

  Jon raised his head, and he looked at Scarbio, whose eyes were still dull.

"The wizards of Britain and France, no matter what level they are at, they are very hostile to each other. This kind of contradiction cannot be divided by blood. At that time, in fact, only one simple sentence can shake the Dark Lord in France. The wizarding world has just begun to rule for a short time—is the French wizarding world the French magic world, or the British magic world?"

  Nick agreed.

   "Don't talk about wizards, even those French ghosts I know, if they hear this question, they will probably explode with anger!"

"The best thing for the Dark Lord to do in the beginning is not to go to the stage, but to support an obedient French wizard, and let him control the whole of France instead of himself. But if this is the case, there will be no such powerful wizard A person with personal power and prestige who can carry out the bloodline policy can only force him to sit on the position of the French Minister of Magic."

  Jon analyzed calmly.

   "But at this time, another drawback will be revealed. Everyone knows that his base is in the UK. Once the French wizards of the blood breed rebel, will he let his men come to support the suppression?"

"If it comes, the conflict between nationality and race will overshadow the conflict between blood, and the primary and secondary conflicts will be reversed. This will create a situation that is extremely unfavorable to the Dark Lord, and it will even be so serious that it will shake him. The reign of France unfolds."

  (end of this chapter)

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