When the first gunshot rang out at Buckingham Palace, it meant that the Muggle military force was officially involved in this major disaster in the wizarding world that originated from ancient dark wizards.
This shot naturally does not represent the British government, but the majesty of the British royal family.
Yes, in the UK today, the existence of the royal family is actually more of a spirit, a symbol that can add cohesion to the people.
But in fact, because the British royal family has always been inevitably involved with some wizarding families in the magical world, what they can do is far more than ordinary Muggle people know.
But this time, when the British government temporarily stopped cooperating due to the "negotiations" of the Minister of Magic Scrimgeour, as a member of the royal family with the ability to make independent judgments, they finally could no longer endure it.
London is theirs, not the wizard's.
When the entire city of London was about to fall into absolute chaos, even the main members of the royal family knew that the results of intervention would be disastrous, so they had to take action.
Otherwise, even if they resisted and handed over the situation to the wizard to resolve, the most likely possibility now... would probably be the victory of the dark wizard.
It is already the Christmas period, and if she had followed her usual habits, the Queen would have gone to Sandringham Manor in Norfolk to spend this wonderful holiday with her family.
But precisely because of this disaster in London, she has now returned to Buckingham Palace with the help of the wizard family, and as the Queen of England, she does her part to protect the heart of this British territory.
At this moment, Mr. Scrimgeour has arrived at Buckingham Palace and is standing next to the luxurious armchair not far from the Queen's maid.
Of course, it wasn't that he wasn't allowed to sit down, nor was it to show respect to the Muggle Queen. To be honest, he really couldn't sit down and talk in peace at this time.
"Queen, you... you really can't do this... it's best not to do this! I said, can you give us some more time? Wait a minute, we wizards are working hard to restore order in London and eliminate unstable factors... "
But before he finished speaking, he heard a slightly older voice coming from beside the queen.
"Minister Scrimgeour, you'd better sit down first!"
It was an old man wearing religious robes, with a pair of slightly scratched glasses on the bridge of his nose. He didn't look very energetic.
But maybe you have lived long enough! Even if he is sitting there slightly lazily, he can make people feel a strange persuasiveness.
In fact, Scrimgeour felt that this old man looked a bit like Dumbledore back then... Well, actually it was just "a little bit"!
As for this old man, he is the old head of the Davidson family who has little reputation in the wizarding world, and no one in the Muggle world has heard of it.
Well, maybe changing his title will help people understand his identity better!
He is the chief bishop of England, the Archbishop of Canterbury—of course, the period when he was in office was many years ago, and now he is just a low-key old wizard who has a good relationship with the royal family.
"In my opinion, the threat that Halbo's resurrection can bring to this world is probably far more terrifying than you and I imagined. Not only the magical world, but also the Muggle world will suffer together... relying on us alone Wizard, there may be no way to really stop him... "
The old man drooped his eyes and slowly stated his opinion. Maybe it's because he is really old, so every word and sentence is unconsciously slowed down to match his slightly delayed thoughts.
But just because he thinks slowly, it doesn't mean that his ideas are wrong.
On the contrary, because this former archbishop has straddled the magical world and the Muggle world his whole life, his knowledge and knowledge are far beyond anyone's.
Even the Minister of Magic, who must pass the Muggle knowledge test before he can be appointed, will definitely not be able to match his depth of understanding of the world.
Judging from the background of the magic world on a general level, today's wizards are probably really unable to compete with the ancient wizard "Despicable Herbo".
After all, that guy is alone, and he can't die, and his personal strength is so strong that it makes people doubt their life. A dark wizard like this is really difficult to deal with.
"So I think it's time to tear down 'the wall' between Muggles and wizards... Don't you think so, Mr. Scrimgeour?"
What the old man said is indeed reasonable. If wizards and Muggles can unite, then at least the pressure of having to do everything possible to hide it from Muggles will be reduced when dealing with Hale.
What's more, a situation like this against a common enemy is undoubtedly an excellent opportunity to promote mutual understanding and integration between Muggles and wizards.
However, once the wizarding community re-enters the sight of Muggles, some very bad consequences are almost obvious.
"No, Mr. Davidson..." Scrimgeour took a few deep breaths, and then shook his head very firmly, "Although I believe that the day will come when wizards and Muggles live harmoniously with each other - this is the general trend, and there is no such thing as doubt."
He first elaborated on an almost inevitable future, but then quickly but very realistically said:
"It's just that it's really too early now... Really, there are many bad developments that are difficult to control, and we simply cannot bear the consequences. If we really do that, we will definitely become the eternal sinners of this world!"
When the wizarding world and the Muggle world become one again, Herbo may indeed be easier to solve, but the situation will change after that...
Just thinking about it makes Scrimgeour's hair stand on end.
Just this point, wouldn’t the old bishop be clear about it? The old man is not a bad person, and he doesn't have much ambition - if he has his heart, he can actually do a lot of things.
Since he still chose to do this despite knowing the consequences, there is a reason.
"Yes, I don't deny that your worries are necessary, and... we may really become 'sinners' in history." The old leader sighed lightly, "But, if we don't do this... can you guarantee that we Wouldn’t he become a sinner?”
When he said this, he suddenly raised his head slightly, and his deep eyes looked directly at Scrimgeour's face through the lenses.
"I-"
Scrimgeour opened his mouth. He wanted to answer the old leader's question in the affirmative. He wanted to decisively give such firm and powerful words as "Leave it to me."
It's a pity that even though Maca and Haierbo fought inextricably in London, it still couldn't give him enough confidence to make this heavy guarantee.
On the other side, Old Bishop Davidson did not stop there because it was difficult for him to speak. Instead, he continued:
"Mr. Scrimgeour... I believe you also understand that the Queen has given you a lot of time. No, this time cannot be regarded as given by the Queen - she is not qualified. This time is actually what is before us. ‘Reality’ gives us…”
"If we want to keep the wizarding world hidden from Muggles, we must restore London to normal order as quickly as possible."
"So, you let the British government act conservatively and lock down the entire London. This is something that the Queen and I both support."
"However, it is impossible for us to completely isolate information in London from the outside world - it is impossible," he said. "Our families have tried their best, and the British government has also tried its best, but now... no one knows when the blockade will happen. It will collapse, and even a small leak of information may completely bring down the entire blockade.”
"We really can't wait any longer..."
In this case, involving the military will become a possibility.
Because although the appearance of the army will make the information blockade completely useless, once the Muggle military power can completely quell the disaster that is happening in London, it will become an excuse afterwards.
If this incident is treated as a large-scale terrorist incident, and the magic world's methods are used, the bad impact may be minimized.
But before that, no one can predict whether this "magic incident" in London will set off an unconcealable storm of public opinion throughout the UK and even the world.
"Therefore," the old bishop suddenly stood up holding the handle of the seat, walked to Scrimgeour, and patted his shoulder gently, "sit down! All we can do now is Just sit here and wait quietly... isn't it?"
"I'm sorry, sir."
Until this moment, ******, who had always remained silent, finally spoke, although she only said this sentence.
As a special Muggle who doesn't know magic but knows a lot about the magical world, and at the same time as a queen, the pressure she shoulders is much greater than even Scrimgeour.
Nominally speaking, she does not have the right to deploy troops, but in such critical moments, she cannot watch London getting worse and worse.
The wizards are outstanding, and judging from the report below, the Aurors are also working tirelessly for peace. But despite the efforts of the wizards, she could not see the dawn of hope at all.
She couldn't wait any longer.
In response to the Queen's "Sorry", Scrimgeour just forced a smile, and then finally sat back down on the chair helplessly.
Yes, the seat cushion was very soft and the backrest was very comfortable... But all the enjoyment now seemed to have turned into a hidden punishment, making him feel on pins and needles.
"McLean, now I can only rely on you. If you can make this disaster pass quickly and restore calm to this city, I will build the largest statue for you on behalf of the entire British wizarding community and accept the support of wizards from all over the world. Admired!"
All he could do now was really just pray.