Knowing the dark side that the Ministry of Magic did not know about, confident they could quietly resolve matters, and providing clues when the Ministry's investigation had hit a wall.
Whatever those two mysterious wizards were planning, their actions were undoubtedly mocking the Ministry of Magic's competence.
Crimes that had festered right under their noses had actually needed outsiders of unknown background to resolve them.
Even more ironically, every clue the Ministry of Magic had received had been deliberately released.
As Head of the Auror Office, Scrimgeour had no choice but to feel ashamed.
If the Ministry of Magic had properly kept Knockturn Alley and Spinner's End under control, this incident could have been swiftly suppressed even if it had occurred.
Now, not only were they being led around by the nose, they also had to face doubts from both magical society and the international community.
"Take them all to the interrogation rooms!" He gave Tonks a deep look before personally taking the Rolle Family's eldest son away.
When the fifty-three scum wizards woke up, they were in despair.
They had just been thrown out of hell by devils, only to encounter another group of devils.
"Name."
"S-Slade Rolle."
"Why were you near the entrance to the Ministry of Magic?"
"I-I can't say."
Scrimgeour roughly grabbed Slade by the collar. "Do you want to find out what Dementors feel like?"
"N-No—" Slade trembled as he pulled up his sleeve.
There were three faint scars on his arm, as though they had been burned by red-hot wire.
"We were all forced to make an Unbreakable Vow.
Whether we voluntarily or involuntarily reveal their names or appearances, disclose any physical characteristics, or identify those two wizards, we will die on the spot if we break the vow."
There was no need to