Hogwarts's Master of Mind

Department of Mysteries: Records of the Deep Lord's Subjugation

At 15:01:00, the Director of the Department of Mysteries led a team with □□·□□□ into the deepest part of Avalon and officially came into contact with the King of the Deep - □□.

15:02:04, the King of the Deep and Avalon merged, the passage to the second layer of the Deep, the Sea of ​​Embers, was opened, and the Deep began to float up.

15:02:24, The Silent Man....Turles Barnett, confirmed sacrifice, the deep world passage has been destroyed.

At 15:03:13, the Director and □□·□□□ joined forces to severely damage the King of the Deep Realm.

15:03:17, the rebirth of the King of the Deep is complete.

15:04:12, the Silent Man...Kitto Alfred, sacrifice confirmed, the passage between Avalon and the real world is opened.

At 15:04:35, the alchemical arcana □□□□ was overloaded, successfully ejecting a large amount of matter into Avalon.

15:05:00, the Director was seriously injured, the Silent Man...Hudson Greg, was confirmed dead, and the King of the Deep was seriously injured again.

15:05:20, the King of the Deep is reborn, and the alchemical secret ritual is completely destroyed.

At 15:05:32, the emergency plan of the Department of Mysteries was activated, the retroactive pendulum was activated, the arcane ritual was repaired, and the King of the Deep fell into weakness again.

At 15:05:50, □□·□□□ destroyed the core of the King of the Deep for the third time. The Starry Sky Hall's Starry Sky Annihilation Matrix was activated, and most of the remains of the King of the Deep were annihilated.

At 15:06:20, the integration of the King of the Deep and Avalon was broken, the core had been contained, and the remaining poison, Aldred Cassius Locke, fled with the fragments of the King of the Deep.

At 15:07:00, □□·□□□ took out the control center of Avalon from the core of the King of the Deep, and the crusade ended.

In the basement treatment room of the Department of Mysteries, the victorious group looked extremely miserable.

Aiden's dragon horn and wings were broken on one side each. He seemed to have double vision and it seemed that he had a concussion.

The other Silent Men were also injured. The Director's limbs were beaten into jerky pieces, and it was Aiden who carried him back.

The atmosphere in the medical room was somewhat depressed. The director smiled and encouraged everyone.

"Look at it calmly, everyone. At least we are alive, right? Only by living can we have a tomorrow and remember those who sacrificed."

Aiden ignored the director because he had just drank the potion and was regenerating where he was left off.

It felt like ants were crawling on the broken parts of the wings and horns, and it also felt like being pierced back and forth by tiny needles, causing both pain and itchiness.

Aiden reached out to grab it several times, but finally held back.

"What about that fellow Aldred?"

In order to divert his attention, Aiden could only turn around and chat with the director.

"Well, we have already notified the people above to work with the Muggle government to hunt him down. He shouldn't be able to get far."

The director wanted to scratch his face, but he had no limbs now.

"Well, can you please help me scratch this itch? Thank you." The director looked at Aiden with pleading eyes.

Aiden pretended not to hear and went back to sleep.

The next day, Aiden woke up again, and his broken wings and horns had grown back.

I got out of the bed, stretched, and felt refreshed.

Then, Aiden felt a resentful gaze staring at him from the left.

The director's limbs recovered very slowly, perhaps due to his age.

"Director: Hey, hey, stop spreading rumors about me."

Seeing that this fox-eyed guy was being honest, Aiden stopped provoking him and turned away.

Walking out of the ward, another more resentful gaze was licking Aiden.

Aiden's neck stiffened and he knew who was coming.

"My dear roommate, congratulations on your recovery~"

Although he spoke warm words, Aiden couldn't feel any blessing from them.

"Oh...Oliver, are you done?" Aiden gave a bright smile, trying to get away with it.

"Not really. The goblin incident has caused too much trouble. The Ministry of Magic will hold us accountable soon. You come with me."

Oliver's deathly gaze swept over Aiden unscrupulously.

"Of course, of course. We are now good partners who share life and death." Aiden agreed readily.

"Oh, sharing life and death... Why do I remember that someone didn't seem to give me this opportunity." Oliver glared at him, and Aiden instantly behaved himself.

"Hey, stop messing around and come with me. Those guys upstairs are almost here." Oliver turned his head and motioned Aiden to follow.

The two walked through the circular hall and came to the director's office.

Not long after, the office door was kicked open and a pot-bellied man walked in.

"Hmph, you are done for the Department of Mysteries. You actually dared to bypass the Ministry of Magic to do such a thing. I will lock you all up in Azkaban."

Fudge walked in and sat on the sofa, his host's image emerging.

Several Aurors followed behind him, and the hapless Kingsley began to roll his eyes.

But you know what, it's quite interesting to see a black person roll his eyes.

Aiden cast a questioning look at Kingsley, 'Didn't you tell him about the terms?'

Kingsley had already given up, and gave Aiden a look that said, "It's no use telling him."

And Fudge, who was already impatient on the sofa, started to make a fuss.

"Where's your director? Why hasn't he come yet? Have you Silent People ruined your brains by investigating all the time? You don't even know how to have a cup of tea."

Fudge finally opened his eyes and looked at the two people he had just thought were servants.

Then he saw the pair of heterochromatic eyes that kept him awake at night.

"Aiden, Prewett, why are you here?" Fudge asked in surprise.

"Who knows, maybe it's to deal with a guy whose head was licked by a troll." Oliver helped Aiden find a reason.

"Who are you? A mere clerk, how dare you speak rudely to me?" Fudge immediately pointed his finger at Oliver.

"If you have the guts, fire me." Oliver's casual look irritated Fudge.

"I'm going to expel you, and Kingsley, and arrest him and throw him into Azkaban," Fudge ordered.

"Minister, we have no right to interfere with the operations of the Department of Mysteries." Kingsley reminded in a low voice like coaxing a child.

"What, are you saying that I have no authority over the departments under my department?" Fudge began to speak in an official tone.

"No sir, according to the hidden clauses of the Magic Regulations, the Department of Mysteries performs its duties in accordance with the law and is protected by the regulations and is not subject to interference from anyone."

Kingsley told him the hidden terms he had seen some time ago.

"How could this happen? An uncontrolled Si appeared under my rule."

Fudge was furious, and suddenly, a cunning look appeared in his little eyes.

"Well, but we are in control of the funding of the Department of Mysteries." Fudge smiled smugly.

"Yes, Minister," Kingsley agreed promptly.

"Well, Kingsley, make this my top priority when I return. Cut... no, completely stop the funding for the Department of Mysteries."

Fudge glanced at Aiden and gave the order in a haughty manner.

Oliver clenched his wand and Aiden reached out and grabbed him.

"Hehe, now you know the consequences of disobeying orders."

Then Fudge left with his men, and before leaving, he shook out his suit jacket to show his style.

After Fudge left, Aiden and Oliver in the office changed from their previous frustrated and resentful expressions.

The two high-fived each other and then smiled.