Watching the rookie Auror leave, a trace of weariness appeared in Scrimgeour's eyes.
He came back to his senses, looked at another young man in the Auror Office, and called his name. "Harry."
Hearing Scrimgeour call him, Harry perked up. He stood and asked, "Director Scrimgeour, is there another mission?"
As the frequency of secrecy breaches surged, most Aurors had been assigned to erase memories. The missions involving hunting Dark wizards and outwitting criminals, meanwhile, had been handed to elite Aurors like Harry, whose strength was exceptional.
Harry's magical ability far surpassed Scrimgeour's. Assigning him to memory-erasure work would have been a terrible waste of his talents, so Scrimgeour had never given Harry such tasks. This made Harry seem much more idle than the other Aurors.
After all, three years ago, a large number of Dark wizards in the British wizarding world had been absorbed by Voldemort into the Death Eater army, only to be wiped out in the Battle of the Ministry of Magic and the Battle of Hogwarts.
The Dark wizards of Diagon Alley had also been slaughtered by the Goblins during the Goblin Rebellions.
With so many Dark wizards dead, the crime rate in the British wizarding world had fallen considerably. Intimidated by the horrors of Magic Prison, many people who had become Dark wizards out of desperation had chosen to turn over a new leaf.
As a result, only a handful of utterly vicious Dark wizards remained to cause trouble within the British wizarding world.
But no matter how troublesome those vicious Dark wizards were, how could they possibly stand against Harry, who had already reached the level of a quasi Demon King level wizard?!
After several operations to purge Dark wizards, Harry had risen to fame in the Auror Office in a single stroke. He