Darren stood outside the fireplace, surveying the Ministry of Magic.
Compared to how it had been when he had entered before, this place had changed greatly.
The biggest change was the enormous statue in the Ministry of Magic's atrium.
It had once depicted House-elves, goblins, and Centaurs gathered around a male and female wizard.
Now, it had become a group of Muggle statues being trampled beneath the feet of a handsome wizard.
The Muggle statues had been made to look utterly foolish, like children with Down syndrome.
It fully displayed the Ministry of Magic's current direction.
"How disgusting!"
Darren shook his head.
"What are you talking about? Move aside, please... Huh, Yalin, sorry!"
A crisp voice rang out.
Darren turned to look.
Miss Becky Greengrass was staring at him with an arrogant expression.
Though she said she was sorry, there was not the slightest hint of apology in her tone.
"Move over, would you?"
Becky curled her lip.
It sounded like she had used polite language.
It seemed Mr. Martin Yalin held quite a high position.
Darren smiled and stepped aside...
Quick, Hide!!
Becky glanced at Darren in surprise, then seemed to sneer before walking away without looking back.
At that moment, a slender female wizard emerged as well. It was Hermione.
Then two more figures crawled out.
"This feels awful," Harry muttered.
Hermione did not hear him. She looked at the statue Darren had been watching.
A disgusted expression appeared on her face.
"All right, Muggles should stay where they belong. Let's leave first!"
Darren tugged her along.
Hermione nodded.
By then, the Ministry of Magic was packed with wizards.
They hurriedly followed the other wizards and blended into the crowd.
But just as they did, a voice rang out, shouting, "Cattermole!"
Harry immediately turned to look.
It was