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Chapter 1677: A War with No Victors (One Hundred and Twenty-Seven)
Chapter 1677: A War with No Victors (One Hundred and Twenty-Seven)
However, the matter did not end there.
Although the Ministry of Magic had voted to sentence the Muggle werewolves to death, executing hundreds of them in a short period was still a massive headache for countless people.
It wasn't that executing several hundred werewolves was difficult, but no one wanted to take on this cruel task.
Even though they would transform into werewolves during the full moon, that was only for a short period, and the Aurors were not heartless murderers. Naturally, no one wanted to slaughter a large group of helpless people.
Facing hundreds of miserable and vulnerable Muggles, there were indeed very few who could do it, so the matter was stalled, giving the Ministry a huge headache. They couldn't force the Aurors to participate in this cruel massacre either.
Well, in fact, anyone who cared about their reputation would be reluctant to get involved in such a slaughter. Even if they had such thoughts, no one dared to underestimate those who enjoyed stirring up trouble.
Who knew what kind of nickname or rumor would spread if this matter got out?
However, the matter had to be properly resolved, and eventually, after hours of intense deliberation, it was decided that Minister of Magic, Kingsley, would take the lead in dealing with the lingering Muggle werewolves.
They would do their best to ensure the werewolves' deaths were painless.
Thus, the Unforgivable Curse, the Killing Curse, was ironically used on a large scale that day to perform euthanasia on the werewolves, ensuring their peaceful passing.
The world was always full of surprises.
"Who would have thought that such a day would come?" Albert said, his expression unusual.
"Yes, no one ever imagined this," Isabella said.
She reached out from behind Albert, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed his cheek. Then, she looked down at the space under the desk and gently reminded him, "If you haven't finished writing, you can continue tomorrow. Don't make someone wait too long."
"I'm not in a hurry," came a slightly complaining voice from under the desk. Soon, Katrina popped her head out and straddled Albert's lap. She whispered, "Have you tried it with Granger?"
"Still a student and teacher..." Albert replied.
"Okay, you're right," Katrina conceded.
"Miss Granger is much bolder than you think," Isabella said, shaking her head. "Don't make that face. If she didn't take the initiative, she wouldn't get anything."
"Ahem." Albert coughed lightly to interrupt their inappropriate conversation.
"Time to go to bed," Isabella said.
She glanced at Katrina, who was comfortably nestled in Albert's arms with no intention of moving. Smiling, Isabella asked, "Does Nia want to return to Britain?"
"She does have that intention, but as you know, Britain isn't safe these days, and it's not good for her to go back alone. She needs someone to take care of her," Albert said in a nagging tone. "Also, Nia wants me to help her with career planning."
"It's probably because of divination!" Isabella said without hesitation. "I suggested that she consider the business we're currently working on as a priority."
"You mean you want Nia to do a similar business?" Albert thought it was a good idea.
"The number of Muggles far exceeds that of wizards. We'll definitely make a fortune," he added.
Katrina also thought that this line of work had great potential. The beauty products in the Muggle world were not as effective as wizarding beauty potions, and even a weakened version of the beauty potions would surely be popular among Muggle girls.
"Let's let her choose a job she likes," Albert said, although he already had a good idea of what Nia would pick.
"Alright, get up now. We need to sleep early tonight because we have to go to Hogwarts to teach the students tomorrow," Isabella said.
"Then let's rest early," Katrina said, reaching out to hug Albert's neck and hoping he would carry her back to the bedroom.
...
The next day, Albert woke up late again.
Fortunately, he had a Time-Turner, which gave him enough time to adjust his state and avoid embarrassment in the classroom.
"I have to say that this matter shouldn't have been made public in the first place. If the Ministry of Magic had quietly dealt with those werewolves, we wouldn't have all this trouble now," Albert said as he walked down the corridor towards the staff room, where he ran into Professor Slughorn.
The elderly professor complained to Albert about the situation.
"Because no one wanted to bear this heavy sin. Neither Kingsley nor the members of the Wizengamot wanted to, so they had to resort to a public vote," Albert said meaningfully.
"Oh, I almost forgot, you're also a member of the Wizengamot. Tell me, what was it like? I bet it was interesting," Slughorn said as he pushed open the door to the staff room and invited Albert in.
Sprout and Flitwick, who had been talking quietly inside, turned and looked at them with curious expressions, clearly interested in the topic as well.
Albert briefly described to everyone the ugly attitudes of the Wizengamot members during that meeting.
At that time, no one wanted to speak up about the matter, and the meeting fell silent for nearly half an hour. In the end, Kingsley wrote out a proposal, and everyone voted to make the final decision.
"I can't believe they came up with that solution. It's so irresponsible!" Sprout exclaimed, shaking her head.
"They were looking for someone to share the blame," Albert said frankly. "Otherwise, the killing of hundreds of werewolves would be enough to drown them in a flood of criticism. No matter the outcome of the vote, the Ministry would secretly manipulate the numbers. They wouldn't allow hundreds of werewolves to enter the wizarding world and cause panic throughout Britain's magical community."
"It seems like Kingsley has indeed changed quite a bit since becoming the Minister," a voice said from behind them. They turned to see Professor McGonagall walking in. After greeting everyone, she handed a document to Albert. As he opened it, he understood why she had given it to him—it was a list of his acquaintances, people with whom he had at least exchanged letters, and they were all potential candidates for McGonagall's Transfiguration professor position.
"I'm not very familiar with most of them. We've only exchanged letters at most," Albert said as he handed the document back to McGonagall. "However, they do have quite impressive achievements in Transfiguration. If you want to choose one, I suggest you listen to their teaching ideas first."
"No, I've already advertised in various newspapers, but no one has come forward so far," McGonagall said with a hint of helplessness. She had compiled this list herself and planned to visit each candidate over the weekend. She had come to Albert hoping that he could be of some help.
Well, she was actually hoping that Albert could be of some real use.
(End of Chapter)
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