Chapter 177 Restoration

He calmly issued orders.

His absolute authority in the French Ministry of Magic made everyone who received the order start to act.

They either ordered or forced all people around, and all the surrounding muggles were gathered to send away, and later they started to use the memory charm on them one by one.

The Aurors all came to the outermost part of the square and began to cast Muggle-Repelling Charm and Confundus Charm, which caused the fire trucks and police cars that had been alerted and rushed over to the area to begin to forget what they were doing here in the middle of the night, and then drove away again.

And at the scene of the giant pit, Voldemort raised his wand in his hand in front of all the people left in the French Ministry of Magic.

An incomprehensible aura emanated from his body, a powerful to the extreme magic even without any incantation and magic attraction has exerted a unique influence on reality.

He held up his wand and waved it lightly according to a certain pattern, then recited a very ordinary Mending Charm incantation.

"Reparo."

The life magic spell that almost every wizard has surely mastered worked amazingly well!

The sand, dust, stones, tables, chairs and benches, and all kinds of magic items in the ruins of the huge pit all floated up in the air!

Then these fragments, as if they had their own consciousness, began to swim quickly, like tadpoles looking for their mothers, and quickly returned to their original positions when they were intact.

No one dared to blink their eyes as if they were afraid to miss the miracle that was magical enough even in the magical world!

The Ministry of Magic repaired quickly, such severe damage, ruin-like wreckage, and in just under ten minutes had completely recovered into the Place de Furstemberg square before it was destroyed!

The wizards present looked at the man anew, their eyes filled with awe and fervour.

With a smile on his face, Voldemort extended the hand that did not hold the wand to the entrance to the Ministry of Magic, which was no different from the entrance before tonight.

"Gentlemen, would you like to go in and take a look at your offices? If anything is missing you can register it with the logistics in the minister's office, and you will be compensated for the same value."

He extended an invitation, which no one refused, and no one dared to do so.

The French wizards returned to the Ministry of Magic, which had just been ruins before them, but now it looks no different from it did before they left at the end of the evening.

The floor was clean and tidy, the decorations were magnificent, and the statue of the "great gentleman" still stood in the middle of the main hall, as if the so-called ruins were just an illusion that had appeared before their eyes.

They "visited" the Ministry of Magic, and checked the offices where they worked during the day, nothing has changed, even a teacup, a page of information not missing.

Only dead things are restored, dead living things are obviously impossible to be restored.

The owls left in the Ministry of Magic were horribly killed and wounded, as well as the two werewolves held in emergency detention in the werewolf liaison office, one was smashed alive, and the other died under Voldemort's killing curse.

But no one really dared to take these losses to the minister's office.

In the past, the majority of wizards throughout Europe had heard of the wizard who had overthrown the British Ministry of Magic and was known as "Mr Great Gentleman".

But apart from the native British wizards, few people had actually seen his power.

Now, all the employees of the Ministry of Magic were able to see it.

Such a Mending Charm can't really prove anything, but it's definitely unprecedented!

The French Ministry of Magic is huge, no one knows better than the employees and councillors who work in it all day.

This destruction plan of the Ministry of Magic, which was organized by Tony and the group of seven, not only did not hit Voldemort's prestige by half, but it even raised his prestige by a notch.

The power of group unity is very strong, but here in the magical world, the existence of magic greatly distinguishes the gap between individuals.

After this gap reaches a certain point, the will of one person can suppress the resistance of a whole group, and not to mention that the French muggle wizards are not really united from the beginning to the end, otherwise there would not be only seven of them coming to this operation.

After the situation was stabilized, in the minister's office, the smile on Voldemort's face narrowed, and he sat expressionlessly on the main seat.

Opposite him, Bella, and Rabastan who controls the Auror office, fell to their knees.

"Why didn't you watch over the Ministry of Magic at this time of the day?"

He spoke in a calm tone, but Rabastan's entire body unconsciously trembled.

"Lord, my lord, this is all my fault, but, but the resistance within the French magical community was a little too fierce, and I needed to send more Aurors to collect their wands, so..."

"What I want to hear, is not an excuse."

Rabastan's body trembled even more violently.

"I admit my mistake, my lord, and I am willing to accept any punishment from you."

Voldemort looked at him with an emotionless gaze and crossed his fingers together in a gesture that he would rarely make.

"First go and do what you are supposed to do, contact the Muggle Prime Minister in France and tell him to control Muggle public opinion without the risk of shaking the Statute of Secrecy in any way, or... You know the consequences."

Rabastan, like being pardoned, immediately got up from the ground, and then respectfully left the minister's office.

Only Bella was left here.

"Do you have any information about Dumbledore's presence?" He asked in a cold voice.

"Throughout the entire Britain, we have lost their whereabouts, combined with the recent movements in France, your judgment before is accurate, my lord." Bella said with distaste, "They are here in France!"

Hearing this, Voldemort's face revealed a smile instead.

Bella, who fell to her knees, looked at the handsome face, and there was an unsuppressed infatuation and adoration in her eyes.

"This is good for us, all the enemies are all together, this is a most anticipated situation now. Go back to Britain and inform Lucius and Barty to come over with half of their men, and remember to arrange all their identities in advance."

Bella bowed her head.

"I am on my way to complete it, my lord."

Then, she also left the minister's office, and Voldemort was left alone in this luxurious room.

He no longer bothered to deliberately control his right hand, the originally clenched together ten fingers separated, and the hand that held the wand to cast the Mending Charm could not stop trembling.

Suddenly, without hesitation, he grabbed a dagger from the table and plunged it into the palm of his right hand, nailing his entire palm on the table!

Scarlet blood gushed out!

"I remind you! Don't give me any trouble while I'm doing my job!"

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