Chapter 59: Let her step down?

The other party quickly gave an answer: "Okay, should the traps be lethal or non-lethal?"

Murphy thought about it. He didn't intend to cause any deaths and make things difficult to clean up. "Non-lethal."

After hanging up the phone, Murphy Apparated to a warehouse in the toilet and took away the potions to avoid the Aurors getting direct evidence.

Then he returned to the Umbrella Corporation and asked the procurement department to remove the two shell companies from the supplier list.

After doing all this, the ambulance arrived.

Patrick let the ambulance take Jennifer away, and he was also prepared to follow, but received a temporary phone call.

After hanging up, Patrick's face was very ugly. "Boss, we have big trouble again."

Murphy was still considering how to transport potions more safely. Hearing Patrick's words, he frowned. "What trouble?"

"Just now, the police from Scotland Yard called and asked us to accept questioning. MI5 (UK National Security) doesn't know where they got the tip-off, saying we are involved in threatening national security. They are prepared to hold a hearing in a few days."

"What?" Murphy was stunned. "Umbrella Corporation threatens national security?"

This Umbrella is not that Umbrella. It hasn't researched zombie viruses. The products currently launched are only White Medicine for treatment and some cosmetics. What does this have to do with national security?

"Yes, they also specifically named and requested you to be present."

Murphy's brows furrowed even deeper. Vaguely, he felt that this matter had something to do with that group of Aurors.

"What evidence do they have?"

Patrick shook his head. "It's not clear yet, I'll make a few calls."

After a while, Patrick came back, his face pale. "I have a friend at Scotland Yard, he told me that this matter might be very serious. The order received by MI5 came directly from 10 Downing Street!"

10 Downing Street, the Prime Minister's residence.

The absolute center of power in the UK.

Murphy was also stunned.

Has the Umbrella Corporation become so awesome that the Prime Minister has to personally take action to deal with it?

The owner of that residence now is that Iron Lady!

If it was really her who wanted to deal with Umbrella, then Umbrella was truly dead.

But why?

Could it be that Umbrella's research really involved national security?

No, if that were the case, it shouldn't be this attitude, but rather more importance and protection.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Murphy's mind.

Uh, it seems that the original book mentioned that Aurors would protect the Muggle Prime Minister closely?

Are there Aurors beside the Iron Lady?

He instantly understood, and his heart suddenly lightened.

Relying on Umbrella to fight against the state apparatus is undoubtedly a pipe dream, but if it is only to deal with Aurors, there are ways.

But it can't be dragged on.

MI5 doesn't know that it is the Aurors behind the scenes, they will only think that the order to investigate Umbrella came from that spokesperson of the country.

And Umbrella does have many secrets that cannot be investigated in detail.

"Patrick, try to stall for a few days." Murphy instructed Patrick. "I'll go solve this matter."

At this moment, he understood that the Auror beside the Muggle Prime Minister must have also received Scrimgeour's instructions. On one hand, they investigated Umbrella to try to destroy this company that violated the Wizarding Secrecy Act.

On the other hand, they could also force him to show up through the hearing.

If he really went, the Aurors could link Murphy Darkholm and Morpheus Anon together, proving that Murphy was Morpheus.

By then, even if White Medicine or the Venus series couldn't be proven to be potions, Murphy's crime of accumulating wealth in Muggle society wouldn't be able to run away, and they could still send him to Azkaban.

"What way do you have?" Patrick asked.

"If we can't solve the trouble, go solve the person who made the trouble." Murphy said. "I want to make him step down!"

"Who? Him? The Iron Lady?" Patrick was shocked. Although he didn't know why Murphy used 'him', this context could only make him think of his own Prime Minister. "You want to make her step down??!! Are you crazy?"

Murphy, who was about to leave, was staggered by Patrick's brain hole.

That is an excellent politician who can compete with the great man and has only appeared in the UK for many years.

Bring her down? I might as well dominate the Ministry of Magic directly.

Wiltshire.

A manor is located in the quiet Lacock village.

This is the new home of the Malfoy family, a manor villa bought by Malfoy's ancestors in the last century.

The original manor was still being rebuilt, and they had to live here for the time being.

Draco was very dissatisfied with this. He felt that he was embarrassed to see Crabbe and Goyle. He actually lived in such a crowded little house and was neighbors with Muggles! This is simply a disgrace to the Malfoy name.

"Clang!" With a sound, Draco knocked the cheese toast brought by the house-elf to the ground. "Cheese toast! This again! Three days in a row, can't we afford meat?!"

The house-elf was so scared that he lay on the ground and kept apologizing.

"Honey, what do you want to eat, I'll let Betsy do it." Narcissa comforted her son.

"I don't want to eat anything! I hate this place!" Draco shouted. "I want to go home! I don't want to live here!"

He said, and ran out of the door, but happened to bump into someone's arms.

He looked up and saw a young man with black hair looking at him playfully. "Yo, little young master, so love to cry?"

Murphy!

Draco Malfoy was startled and screamed and ran back.

Lucius also came out of the room. "You?"

"Lucius, I have been waiting for more than a month. Have you thought about it?"

In the study, Murphy watched the house-elf named Betsy fill his glass with red wine and asked with a smile: "Is this wine for entertaining distinguished guests, or for entertaining inferior people?"

"Hmph, the good wine was burned by your Fiendfyre, there is only this kind of wine here!"

Murphy didn't care. "It's already good that you weren't burned to death. By the way, Dobby, he saved your whole family, you didn't kill him, did you?"

"He betrayed his master, he deserved to die!" Lucius snorted. "However, it's not so easy to die! He is now locked in the cellar. Until he dies, he has to punish himself every day."

"That's about it, a house-elf, just said a few truths under guidance. Don't be so narrow-minded."

"Loyalty is the only value of a house-elf! You are too frivolous! It's as if you want to treat all traditions as a joke!"

"You want me to pull allies? You won't succeed, no one will like you."

"That's why I need you." Murphy said. "I don't need their liking, as long as they don't cause me trouble."

"And..."

Murphy said, putting a bag of gold coins on the table. "There shouldn't be anyone who doesn't like it, right?"

Lucius glanced at those gold coins. "I thought Supreme Potion had lost all your money, it seems you earn quite a lot from Muggles."

"Want it?"

"..."

"Close Slug and Jiggers Apothecary, there can only be one pharmacy in the wizarding world from now on, and that is Supreme Potion! Whoever dares to compete, I will make him lose his pants."

"..."

After a long time, Lucius sighed.

"What exactly do you want me to do?"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 60 =====