Living peacefully at Hogwarts

Chapter 54 Undercurrent
On the day of family reunion, Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge didn't have a smile on his face.Seeing him like this, the wife sitting opposite him frowned, not even in the mood to taste the freshly baked apple pie.

"I said, can't you be happier, who is showing such an expression on purpose?"

Mrs. Fudge, with deep wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, had a serious face, obviously very dissatisfied with her husband.

Usually, Fudge is busy at the Ministry of Magic, so she doesn't say anything. Can't the annual Christmas make her happy?
This day is over!
"I'll forget it, you don't understand."

Seeing his wife's expression, Fudge wanted to explain a few words, but when the words came to his lips, he held back.

What's the use of telling a woman, it's just adding trouble.

"If you don't tell me, how do you know I don't understand?"

Although Mrs. Fudge is a full-time housewife, it does not mean that she is shallow.In fact, she helped advise Fudge on many of his decisions after he became Minister of Magic.

"Ugh."

After hearing this, Fudge sighed and had no choice but to perfunctory.

"It's been chaotic recently, and all departments are under a lot of pressure."

"chaos?"

Mrs. Fudge raised her tone suspiciously.

It's not that she hasn't been out before, and she doesn't feel any chaos.

"You know. Those guys in Knockturn Alley have never been honest. Recently...they have been making a lot of noise recently."

The mention of "Knockturn Alley" made Fudge's teeth itch with hatred.

These stinky rats in the sewer are going against the sky!
Normally, the Ministry of Magic is unwilling to lower its value, and always turns a blind eye to such places. Unexpectedly, they are not satisfied with this, and they actually began to openly disrupt the normal order of the magic world.

Who can bear this?

Um.
Fudge thought he could bear it.

Well, in fact, it's not that old Fudge can bear it, but he can't bear it.

Because their Ministry of Magic has learned some secrets of "Knockturn Alley" through certain channels.

Sauron.

An evil dark wizard has sneaked into London in search of his lost ring.

It is said that he can manipulate Fiendfyre at will.

Once ignited, Fiendfire will devour everything!

This kind of strength made Fudge have to be cautious. Before he was very sure, he didn't dare to take a shot against Sauron or the "Knockturn Alley" he controlled.

This is also the reason for his depression.

First Dumbledore suppressed, and then Sauron threatened. Although the subordinates in the ministry were quite obedient, Fudge felt that he was too aggrieved as a minister.

"Jingle Bell."

I was secretly lost in thought when suddenly the phone in the living room rang.

"I'll pick it up."

Mrs. Fudge, who was hard-spoken and soft-hearted, snorted coldly, got up and walked to the living room.

But after a moment, she had to turn the call over to Fudge.

"Connelly, it's the ministry's business!"

"Ministry?"

Surprised, Fudge ignored the delicious food on the table and the freshly baked apple pie, walked to the living room in three steps at a time, and snatched the phone receiver from his wife.

"It's me, Cornelius Fudge."

"Minister, something has happened. There have been murders in the Port of London, and there are still a lot of people. The victims are all dark wizards who have been in Knockturn Alley."

The voice on the other end of the phone was quite calm, but when something like this happened at Christmas, no one would be in a good mood.

The same is true for Fudge. After hearing what his subordinates said, his face darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Wait for me, I'll be there right away."

After leaving a word, old Fudge put on his overcoat and top hat, bid farewell to his wife, and "transformed" to the outside of the magic department.

Those damn dark wizards, don't get caught by him.

Otherwise, there will be no good fruit for them to eat!

"The ring turned up in London."

In the dark alley, several sneaky wizards gathered together, plotting something quietly.

The rumors from "Knockturn Alley" had already spread throughout England, not to mention the intelligence dealers who made their living on news and intelligence, and many ambitious dark wizards were also paying attention to the news about the Lord of the Rings.

After all, it is the beloved item of the legendary owner of the Deathly Hallows!

After deliberate dissemination, in just a few dozen days, the name Sauron became synonymous with mystery and power.

It is said that his ring holds part of his power, if they get it
Then you can't take off directly?
"It is said that the ring is in the hands of a little monster. The monster is not weak, but also extremely cunning and cruel. It can use spells, unlike magical creatures."

The intelligence network of the black wizards is very well-informed, as long as they are willing to pay, there is no news that cannot be found.

No, less than an hour after the "London Port Massacre", the details of the ring-bearer were found out.

"What are you afraid of? We are different from that group of trash. We have given them a chance, and they are useless."

A bearded wizard grinned, and a fierce gleam flashed in his narrowed eyes.

Even though he said so, he did not act recklessly. Instead, he secretly looked at these temporarily gathered "partners" vigilantly.

The ring-bearer is nothing to worry about, what he really needs to pay attention to is the scum around him.
"hey-hey."

The rest of the black wizards laughed strangely, their eyes erratic.

They are all foxes who have become fine, who doesn't know who?

Right now, the few of them are in a cooperative relationship, and it will be difficult to say when they actually get the Lord of the Rings.

At the same time, a sewer somewhere in London.

"Gollum."

There was a strange movement in his throat, and Voldemort, who was much more haggard and thinner than in Balgeria at that time, tightly clenched the ring in his palm, his eyes were both struggling and fascinated.

To be honest, he was now terrified of the ring for the first time.

The last sliver of clarity in his soul is frantically warning him to stay away, but primitive greed will always prevail.

"my darling."

In the end, Voldemort was still obsessed with the desire for power and strength, and put the ring on his thin finger again.

The flame-like inscription burned quietly, reflecting the frenzy in Voldemort's dull yellow eyes.

At this moment, he seemed to be reborn from Nirvana, and became the Dark Lord with hair like black jade and eyes like bright stars.

Powerful yet elegant.

It's a pity that the squeaking rats in the sewer broke the illusion and brought Voldemort back to reality.

"what!"

The huge drop made Voldemort couldn't help hissing and howling.

But rubbing the baby on his finger, a new hope will be born in his heart, supporting him to continue to live on.

"Crench."

He caught a mouse that was grinning at him casually, and Voldemort opened his mouth to bite.

He swallowed the stinky rat fur and dirty flesh at the same time, finally regaining some of the physical strength lost in the battle just now.

This is nothing.
The great Dark Lord would not be brought down by such a predicament.

One day, he will rely on the authority of the Lord of Darkness to regain the supreme throne!
Voldemort was convinced of this.

(End of this chapter)