bacchusnovels Chapter 228 Pure as Pure as It Gets
Chapter 228 Pure as Pure as It Gets
Chapter 228 Pure as Pure as It Gets
The key point is that after this report was released, the wizarding world was in an uproar.
Even the most ardent supporters of the Ministry of Magic's new policies have fallen into deep skepticism.
After all, who can guarantee they'll never offend a Ministry of Magic employee in their lifetime?
Before this, working at the Ministry of Magic was just a job.
Now, this job has taken on a new layer of meaning.
Because people fear its power, the status of Ministry of Magic employees will rise accordingly... Of course, this is only the opinion of some people.
Everyone is feeling their way across the river, and no one knows how things will develop in the future.
This was just Sean's first step in his plan; he had a second step in mind.
At some point, a rumor began circulating within the Ministry of Magic that layoffs were imminent.
This information also originated from Amelia's previous reports.
Since public information is being collected, it also means that there is no need for a large number of employees to perform simple and unskilled tasks.
For example, investigators from the Ministry of Magic who are frequently dispatched overseas are on the front lines facing layoffs.
This situation has been very common in human history.
When the First Industrial Revolution arrived, a large number of machines entered factories, and those who worked hard on the assembly line were laid off.
When driverless taxis are everywhere in the city, those who used to drive taxis will naturally...
And now some of the Ministry of Magic's employees are facing this situation.
This makes them wonder if their jobs can be simplified or even replaced.
Immediately, panic gripped the Ministry of Magic.
Sean, as the source of this rumor, immediately stepped forward to issue a statement opposing it.
In his words, the Ministry of Magic's continued operation today is inseparable from the efforts of everyone. Its existence is justified, and the disappearance of any person or position would bring immeasurable consequences.
Arthur wholeheartedly agreed with this.
His entire family of N people relies on his income from this one Weibo post to make a living.
If his salary decreases... or he loses his job, it's hard to imagine how they will get through the future.
Moreover, he felt that because of his busy work schedule, he had already neglected his family emotionally. If he worked hard but did not receive the reward he deserved, then he must be sick.
The Ministry of Magic, or society as a whole, is sick.
Of course, Arthur didn't place all his hopes on the Ministry of Magic's salary. He often harbored unrealistic ideas like winning a big prize, and for this reason, he even participated in the Daily Prophet's lottery.
Besides contributing his own efforts to the Ministry of Magic, Sean's other plans are also proceeding smoothly.
For example, his factory assembly line construction plan.
Bella, whom he had sent to the factory to supervise the work, replied to him a few days ago, saying that the factory site selection and worker selection had been completed, and the raw materials for the materials list had been prepared, just waiting for him to go and conduct the first round of production trials.
This is undoubtedly the most important thing for Sean right now.
So that evening, after finishing his day's work at the Ministry of Magic, he used Apparition to arrive in Bristol.
The factory was located on a barren piece of land on the outskirts of Bristol. It was concealed by the Fidelity Charm and guarded by wizards around the clock, making it extremely secretive.
When Sean and Riddle arrived at the factory, Lucius and Bella had been waiting at the factory gate for a long time.
"Owner."
"Owner."
Riddle nodded slightly in response.
"How is it?" he asked.
"Everything is normal, Master," Lucius reported. "The production line has been adjusted according to your requirements, safety measures have been strengthened, and production can begin at any time to ensure everything goes smoothly."
"Very good." Riddle nodded in satisfaction, then turned to Lucius. "Let's begin; time is of the essence."
The four of them stepped into the factory together, and the door closed silently behind them.
The factory was brightly lit and the machines were humming, but there were hardly any people in sight. Only a few wizards dressed in black robes were supervising the operation of these alchemical artifacts.
Sean and Riddle walked ahead, with Lucius and Bella close behind. They passed through the busy production area and arrived at a heavily guarded core area.
Here, a medicine bottle, carefully protected and emitting a faint blue light, lies quietly on the worktable.
The magic potions produced on this assembly line are not complete magic potions; they are merely incomplete versions, kept secret.
Sean needs to add the remaining materials and steps himself.
At Riddle's signal, Bella and Lucius left the area and stood guard outside the room, leaving only Sean and Li Derong inside.
Sean's gaze fell on the bottle of potion that emitted a faint blue light.
"Finally, we've reached this point," he said softly, his voice trembling slightly—a mixture of excitement for the masterpiece nearing completion and subtle anxiety about the unknown consequences.
Riddle stood beside him, also staring at the vial, a cold yet resolute smile on his face. "Yes, Master. Our efforts are about to be rewarded. This vial will be our signal to challenge the old order."
Poor Riddle.
Although Sean would sometimes write down certain declarations and unspeakable things for him in his diary, he still couldn't forget his ambition.
It seems he needs a loudspeaker to play this on repeat 24/7.
Like...Big Brother?
Sean thought uncertainly, took a deep breath to banish these thoughts from his mind, and pulled some small, strangely glowing materials from his pocket.
These are all products of his painstaking deductions in his Ravenclaw study and his meticulous crafting at home during this period.
Riddle wisely turned his back.
Sean carefully added them one by one to the potion. With each addition, the potion underwent a subtle change, and the blue light became brighter.
Finally, when the last ingredient was added, the potion burst into a dazzling blue light, illuminating the entire room.
Sean picked up the medicine, drank it all in one gulp, and felt the changes it brought to his body.
Yes, that's the taste.
It couldn't be purer.
"It's a success," Sean said softly, his voice tinged with weariness and satisfaction. "Now, we just need to wait for the right moment to incorporate this potion into our plan."
Riddle nodded, and then the two of them left the room together.
Lucius, who had been standing guard at the door, nervously stepped out of Riddle's room. "Master, you..."
"Lucius, you did a great job. This potion is exactly what I wanted," Riddle praised.
Lucius visibly relaxed upon receiving the praise, but remained respectful, saying in a low voice, "Thank you for your affirmation, Master. It is my duty."
“Keep it up. Have Bella deliver the potion to me every now and then.” Reedton paused, then continued, “Remember, Lucius, our goal is not just this little potion, but the order of the entire magical world. I will lead us into a new era, and you will be my most capable assistant.”
Lucius felt a surge of honor and excitement, and he quickly declared, "Master, I will follow you to the death and dedicate all my strength to your grand cause."
Riddle patted Lucius on the shoulder three times, without saying anything more...
"You mean...you really like this job?" Sean looked at Penelope, who was standing in front of him with a somewhat surprised expression.
The last time he had close contact with her was in his principal's office.
Whenever the headmaster's office is mentioned, Sean can't help but reminisce about the days when Dumbledore wasn't around.
He can do whatever he wants without any constraints.
Ah, that feeling was really great.
"Yes," Penelope nodded slightly, blushing as she said, "It's wonderful to be with you."
This child... could he be addicted to being controlled by the Soul-Stealing Curse?
On Penelope's very first day, to prevent others (mainly the Aurors in the next office) from noticing Penelope's strange state, Sean removed the Imperius Curse from Penelope and slightly altered her memories with a memory charm.
But from then on, Penelope began to act strangely.
At one point, Sean even thought that he had cast a memory spell instead of a soul-stealing spell.
But how could Sean possibly confuse the two spells?
He considered reaching out to check Penelope's temperature to see if she had a fever, but quickly abandoned the idea.
Tonks came in because he was looking at some documents.
She glanced casually at Penelope, who stood blushing in front of Sean's desk, placed the documents on the table, and then stood between the two of them, speaking...
"Mr. Phillips, there seems to be some new progress at the Auror office."
This sentence successfully caught Sean's attention.
He asked curiously, "What's the progress?"
"You'll see when you get there," Tonks said, leading Sean toward the Auror's office.
Sean readily complied, and as he was leaving, Tonks gave Penelope, who was standing there dumbfounded, a meaningful look.
She always felt that this student seemed to have some unrealistic ideas about her boyfriend.
But that's not surprising.
After all, Sean is so...special.
As far as she knew, many of the young witches at the school harbored the same idea.
However... among these witches, only Penelope stands out as particularly special.
Not only is she about to graduate and standing at a major turning point in her life, but she is also exceptionally beautiful, like a dewdrop in the morning light, crystal clear and attracting the attention of those around her.
More importantly, she is now on the same side as herself.
This is what made Tonks feel very awkward, and it's also a woman's sixth sense.
It must be mentioned that, from a certain perspective, her sixth sense was incredibly accurate.
After the two left the office, Penelope's face suddenly showed a rather disappointed expression.
Then... she took an unidentified object out of her skirt pocket, turned off a switch, and then put it back into her skirt.
After a long sigh, she left the office.