The New Minister for Magic

Looking at the Death Eaters crawling all over the ground, Will had just recovered, said sadly, "Azkaban is only half destroyed, there's nowhere to put these guys."

Oren waved his hand dismissively and said, "Aren't there several Nurmengard Castle? You can handle it yourself, just make sure these guys don't show up in front of me again."

Will closed his eyes in pain; his premonition was right, and he was indeed going to have to do all the dirty and hard work.

After the Death Eaters on the third floor were defeated, the Order of the Order of the Phoenix rushed to the second floor, where the battle was most intense. Rufus and the Auror were struggling to resist the Death Eaters ' attacks.

As soon as I rushed out of the stairwell, I saw the backs of the Death Eaters. Dog Egg, the sixth one, was attacking with extra vigor, muttering something under his breath.

"Hehehe, that's so much fun! This is much more exciting than the old man's old stories about what he saw at Xuanwu Gate back then."

Oren...

Besieged on all sides, the Death Eaters had nowhere to go but to heaven and earth. Moody dragged the last Death Eaters out from under the table and mercilessly Petrificus Totalus.

A group of disheveled people emerged from the Auror Office; judging from their hair color, the leader, Coal Ball, was probably Rufus.

Oren kicked Will's fat ass.

Will, understanding perfectly, retorted, "Rufus, look at the kind of minister you've become! You couldn't even handle the You-Know-Who, and now you've been driven into the Ministry of Magic by the Death Eaters!"

The Order of the Order of the Phoenix's dog Kingsley, chimed in, "Yes, Minister, step down!"

"Minister Kaka, step down!" ×n

Rufus sighed and slumped dejectedly into his chair.

Will, prompted by Oren, asked, "Is there anyone here who wants to be Minister for Magic?"

Everyone...

They're not stupid. In the current situation, apart from the Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters, no one wants to take over the mess that the Minister for Magic to deal with.

Seeing that no one spoke, Oren smeared some soot on Sirius Black's face and kicked him away.

Sirius Black?!?

Will immediately retorted, "Sirius Black is definitely qualified to be Minister for Magic. He's stepping forward at a time when the Ministry of Ministry of Magic's fate is hanging by a thread!"

The sycophants immediately echoed this sentiment, praising Sirius Black as a miraculous hero who could save the day from collapse.

The quick-thinking Auror had already taken off Rufus's coat and draped it over Sirius Black.

Sirius Black was about to accept the job when Oren coughed, interrupting him. Remembering Orion's previous instructions, Sirius Black declined three times before finally taking the position.

The Order of the Phoenix members were all very happy, after all, the minister was their puppet. Only Dog Egg and Iron Pillar looked on with disbelief.

A dazed Sirius Black arrived at the Minister's Office on the first floor. He sat down in the exquisite wooden chair and asked...

What should I do now?

Oren suggested, "Just play to your strengths."

"My special talent? What direct connection is there between being Minister for Magic and going to jail?"

Will...

"That's perfect! You just need to sit here dignifiedly, and leave the rest to Percy."

"Ahem," Will reminded him, "We just checked on Percy. He'd better go to St Mungo's's for a few days first, and then take a six-month vacation."

Sirius Black exclaimed, "What! Percy's gone? What am I going to do without him?"

Oren waved his hand and said, "It's alright, I'll just lend you my personal groom Will, for six months."

Will!!! I'm under so much pressure!

"Could I also issue some orders?"

Oren looked at Sirius Black with suspicion, wondering what kind of ideas would pop into his dog brain.

"I'm going to issue a warrant for Snape!"

Will advised, "My dear Minister, you'd better give Professor Snape a crime. If you don't have one, you can make one up, but it must be plausible."

"Use his past habit of not washing his hair as a pretext for the crime."

Oren rolled his eyes and said, "Your attack range is a bit too wide. His crime of assassinating Headmaster Dumbledore is enough."

Sorry, I forgot about that.

Oren...

Will...

A few days later~

Hermione walked into Orion's office in Little Nurmengard, carrying a large stack of documents.

She said impatiently, "These are all Ministry of Magic documents. Hurry up and finish processing them so Sirius Black can get them stamped. Uncle Will is really pressing us."

"What's the rush?" Oren scoffed. "I haven't finished approving the orders yet. What good is his rush? Let him hurry up."

Hermione...

"Oren, why did you suddenly decide to drag me into this? There are plenty of other people who could do this job, aren't there?"

"What are you saying, Hermione! How can you call this 'a beast of burden'? I'm arranging for you to start your internship early. Sirius Black will issue you an internship certificate as soon as I give the order."

"What if you're too busy to go back to Hogwarts to study?"

"It's not a big deal. The principal and the minister are both from the Order of the Phoenix. Just relax and be a beast of burden, or rather, continue your internship."

At the Ministry of Magic, Sirius Black looked at his empty desk and said in confusion, "That shouldn't be the case. When Rufus was Minister, reports of attacks from all over the country were flying into the office like snowflakes."

"How come I've lost everything after only a few days in office? Am I some kind of genius? Was I born to be Minister for Magic?!"

Will rolled his eyes and chimed in, "Yes, it's truly a peaceful and prosperous time, Minister."

Little Nurmengard.

Oren tossed down the documents and said, "This is really troublesome. Being the supreme ruler of the Ministry of Magic isn't easy. Hermione, report on any other tasks to be completed."

Hermione rolled her eyes and said, "You still have to treat Harry. Although I know what's wrong with him, Aunt Lily is pressuring me."

Oren waved his hand and explained, "Okay, I'll go right now."

"Wait!" Hermione asked again, "Is it really a good idea for my parents to travel to the East and, incidentally, avoid the You-Know-Who?"

"That package is reliable. That bald-headed guy can only act like a tyrant on this tiny, run-down island."

"Don't worry, Hermione, your parents are just there to eat. They'll be back after they've experienced the Eastern cuisine."

"Huh?" Hermione asked in confusion, "Doesn't that mean he'll be back soon? Will You-Know-Who be defeated again in such a short time?"

Oren shrugged. "No way. If Mr. Granger were to take that seriously, he might spend his whole life in the East."

Hermione...

"Alright, alright, I still need to treat Harry. You can leave now."

"Kneel down my foot! Folder bombardment!"

Oren's health: -0

In the courtyard outside the castle, Sirius Black excitedly pulled Oren along.

"What are you doing here instead of staying at the Ministry of Magic? I need to treat Harry's complicated illness."

Sirius Black said, "I have an idea. Diagon Alley Death Eaters. Shall we go and take that land back?"

"I appointed you Minister for Magic, not a genius idea generator. Even the shops in Knockturn Alley have closed down and run away. What's the point of taking them back?"

Sirius Black slapped his thigh and said, "Hey~ let me explain in detail!"