Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 474

Compromise, compromise, compromise.

Not only Buckingham Palace couldn't understand the behavior of the Ministry of Magic, but even the wizards couldn't understand it.

Countless letters full of opposition, abuse, and humiliation were sent to the Ministry of Magic by owls, but everyone, including Voldemort, turned a deaf ear to them.

"Who can see their purpose, or is there any specific way to deal with it?"

The queen leaned on the throne, looked down at the nobles below and asked.

"Her Majesty the Queen."

Duke Baelish stood up, saluted and said, "If Voldemort is not involved in this matter, I think it will be a treaty that can be trusted. We might as well give up some plans for this, but now... I think it's just them stalling for time."

The Queen frowned slightly, but did not comment on Duke Baelish's words, but only looked at the other nobles.

"Resolve internal conflicts in a peaceful manner, Your Majesty, I think the old matter can be brought up again, if they agree to honor you as king."

The Marquess Tully stood up and sang against Duke Baelish as usual.

After the two, many nobles expressed their opinions, but they were nothing more than two positions:

Support the signing of the treaty, or oppose it.

Ultimately, the decision rests with the queen.

"Since everyone's opinions cannot be unified, we might as well make preparations on both sides. If the Ministry of Magic can be taken over peacefully, the plan will not be implemented. If not..."

The queen shifted her gaze, looking at a figure in the shadow behind the curtain in the hall, "Director, I think you will be happy to carry out your plan, right?"

"Yes, Her Majesty."

Yin Cece's voice sounded from there, causing many nobles to shudder unconsciously.

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"It's just a fake peace, gentlemen. There will be war, it's just who starts it."

In the auditorium of Gaunt Castle, Voldemort sat on the Black Snake Throne, scanning the Death Eaters below.

From the faces of these Death Eaters, it is not difficult to see their surprise and surprise.

"Your Majesty, do you not support the Buckingham Palace Treaty signed today?" Little Crouch asked everyone's aspirations.

At least from this period of time, Voldemort's public speeches show that he supports and is optimistic about the signing of this treaty.

And internally, he never showed other meanings to everyone.

"Minister Crouch supports it. Dumbledore thinks it's okay to sign it. I want to celebrate the signing of the treaty with Buckingham Palace, but Dumbledore refused."

There was a bit of dissatisfaction in Voldemort's light tone.

All the Death Eaters were speechless.

Suomingbotu, is that for celebration?
"Does Dumbledore still want to continue to wait and see?" Lucius, who had a clearer view of the situation, asked.

Voldemort nodded slightly, then frowned and said, "But I'm not optimistic about this ending, everyone, the battle will definitely happen, and it must be at Hogwarts."

"Hogwarts?"

Many Death Eaters cried out in surprise.

Although they represent viciousness, cruelty and pure blood, who has never had a youth?
And their teenagers are all at Hogwarts.

If Voldemort let them attack Hogwarts, it would be fine.

After all, it was nothing more than going to the school of my childhood and making a fuss.

But if someone else invades this campus that has a special meaning in their hearts, the problem will become different.

"Dumbledore is watching, but I'm sure those people will take action. Therefore, I need some people to enter Hogwarts, strengthen the defense magic there, and stand by for battle."

As Voldemort spoke, his eyes scanned the crowd, as if he was selecting personnel.

"Your Majesty, please let me go. After all, I went there not long ago."

Little Crouch was the first to plead, followed by Lucius.

Lucius gave the same reason, and he did stay there for a while.

"Crouch leads the team this time, Lucius, you have more important tasks."

Voldemort identified the leader, and then ordered more than half of the Death Eaters to participate in the operation.

After the matter here was settled, Voldemort led Lucius to his study.

"teacher."

On the way, the taciturn Neville suddenly said, "I also want to protect the school."

Voldemort gave him a surprised look, and said, "This surprised me, Neville, I thought you had no feelings for that."

"Although I didn't have a good time there..."

Neville, who was almost as tall as Voldemort, rubbed his nose in embarrassment, "But that is indeed the place I remember living happily."

Voldemort stopped, thought for a while and said, "This time it will be very dangerous, are you sure you want to participate?"

"yes, I'm sure."

"As a protector, not as a protected student?"

"Yes, teacher, as a protector."

As Neville said, he touched the two swords on his waist.

"Well, if you..."

"Teacher, I will go too."

Luna interjected and said excitedly.

"If you promise that you won't get out of the fog you arranged, I will agree."

For Luna, Voldemort was more at ease.

After all, compared to Neville's tough fighting style, Luna is much safer in battle.

"I will do that, teacher, I still have to wait for you to call back my mother's ghost from the curtain." Luna said with a laugh.

Since Percy experienced "Death" last time, these wizards became more and more convinced of the existence of "Death".

"Okay then, you go to Crouch, he will arrange for you to go."

Voldemort waved the two away, and then took Lucius to the study on the second floor.

"Boom."

When Lucius closed the door, he turned around and saw Voldemort staring at him.

"Your Majesty, did something happen?" Lucius asked, avoiding Voldemort's gaze.

Unprepared, he was indeed frightened by Voldemort's ferocious expression that he hadn't shown for a long time.

"The Malfoy family has been court wizards for generations, so, Lucius, do you have any connection there?" Voldemort squinted his eyes and asked softly.

Lucius tensed up instantly, and his eyes couldn't help looking at Voldemort's right hand.

Fortunately, that hand was hitting the table rhythmically, and did not pick up the Elder Wand.

But this didn't make the tension in his heart go away. He even felt that if he didn't answer this question well, he would be killed on the spot.

"Have."

Lucius said hoarsely.

Voldemort's squinting eyes opened, and he nodded, accepting the answer.

Also, there was no expression of anger or discontent on his face.

"I entrusted you with a task, a very important task, do you have a way to avoid their detection?" Voldemort pointed to his head as he spoke.

Obviously, the so-called probing is the violent way of magic to memory.

"Uh... yes."

After hesitating for a moment, Lucius nodded again and replied.

(End of this chapter)