The transfer student at Hogwarts just wants to fall in love [continued]

Even during the day, Malfoy Manor was shrouded in darkness.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, not a ray of sunshine could get in.

There were black curtains on the windows, and the whole house was dark and eerie.

It seems that this is the only way to show Voldemort's majesty and status as the Dark Lord.

In the hall, Voldemort, wearing a black gauze robe, sat at the first seat, and the seats below were already full of people.

The woman sitting on his right had black hair that stuck out like bushes on her head and her cheeks were sunken and haggard, but even so, she still looked a bit beautiful.

She must have been a stunning beauty before she became like this.

She was Bellatrix Lestrange, who had just escaped from Azkaban.

Azkaban succeeded in making this vicious woman consistent.

"My master……"

Bella looked at Voldemort with eyes full of fanaticism, and a hint of admiration hidden in them.

"Harry Potter will definitely be there, and thanks to that filthy house-elf we know how devoted he is to my stupid brother."

At their feet, Kreacher knelt tremblingly, with his head pressed against the ground so tightly that his nose was even flattened.

Sirius took him to look for his brother's body, but found nothing.

It is very difficult to have an intact body if being dragged underwater by a Yin corpse.

The grief-stricken Sirius could only vent all his anger on Kreacher, which led to Kreacher, who was already dissatisfied with Sirius, completely turning to Voldemort.

Voldemort couldn't suppress the complacency on his face. He stood up and looked at his men.

"Once Harry Potter gets the prophecy, you must bring it back to me. Otherwise, I don't need to say anything more, right?"

"I will follow the master's orders."

The Death Eaters expressed their opinions one after another.

“Maybe, it’s not that easy to accomplish.”

A sudden voice sounded, and everyone looked up in shock. When they saw the person who was speaking, their eyes almost popped out.

Bella, the die-hard fan, immediately pulled out her wand.

"Malfoy, you are questioning the Master!"

Lucius raised his hands calmly with an elegant smile on his face.

"I am just reminding the master that there is a wizard beside Harry Potter who cannot be ignored."

Voldemort's snake eyes stared at Lucius grimly.

"Are you talking about the boy named Mo Bai?"

He smiled sinisterly, "Don't worry, Mo will go with you this time."

As he spoke, a black mist condensed and took shape behind him.

Mo's image changed drastically at this time. He was wearing a simple black robe, with a neat black slicked back hair. In his right hand, he held a magic scepter as tall as his body, and the gem on the top emitted a mysterious light.

As soon as he appeared, the air around him became distorted. This was the manifestation of the overflowing swollen magic power.

"I'm looking forward to meeting my 'brothers'."

He gave Voldemort's sinister smile.

"Of course, we can rest assured with Mr. Mo here."

Lucius gave a playful smile, he slowly stood up and took two steps back.

Voldemort was staring at him intently, and he had a bad feeling.

"But what if we add all the wizards in the Ministry?"

Voldemort slowly stood up, "They won't know."

"Unless," Lucius smiled, "I told them."

"catch him!"

Bella screamed.

The next second, accompanied by a clear cry, a purple figure jumped out of Lucius's pocket and suddenly expanded behind him.

The huge air wave created by the giant wings blew away everyone around, and even Voldemort narrowed his eyes.

"How dare you!"

Bella took out her wand and shot out a pale green light without hesitation.

However, Lucius just calmly threw a round pedestal to the ground.

The moment the base burst into blue light and expanded, he and Luna disappeared on the spot.

"Don't even think about running away!"

Feeling the residual magic of Apparition, Bella used her magic power to chase after it, but nothing happened.

"Idiot, he cast a counter-curse!"

Voldemort waved his sleeves and shattered the formation on the ground.

However, after a while, the remaining magical fluctuations of Lucius had disappeared and could not be traced at all.

Bella's eyes were cruel, "If he ran away, can his family run away too?"

He turned and rushed out of the room.

Voldemort had a gloomy face and said nothing.

There was dead silence in the room.

After a while, the furious Bella came back, gritting her teeth, "That bastard..."

Not to mention Mrs. Malfoy, the entire Malfoy mansion and even the servants were moved away without their knowledge.

Voldemort's face twitched twice, but he still said nothing.

The Death Eaters looked at each other anxiously.

"Owner……"

Someone wants to ask what to do.

"Avada Kedavra!"

A green light flashed, and the person who spoke fell to the ground instantly without a sound.

Voldemort raised his wand, "In that case, let us fight."

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Ministry of Magic, the door to the Minister's office was half open.

You can see that it's a mess inside, as if someone has dismantled it.

Fudge sat among the debris, looking haggard.

He held tightly in his hand the badge representing the highest authority of the Ministry of Magic, his eyes were empty.

The parliamentarians had just left his office.

The wizard informed him expressionlessly that he would attend a hearing in the afternoon.

The content of the hearing was to impeach him and transfer power.

After saying that, he left without even saying hello.

As if he was just a stray dog ​​on the side of the road.

I'm still Minister for Magic!

He wanted to roar, but he could only sit there stupidly.

The sound of footsteps came.

"Minister Fudge, you don't look well."

Scrimgeour looked around and clicked his tongue.

Fudge looked up. "Scrimgeour, are you here to laugh at me?"

"No, no, no," Scrimgeour waved his hand. "I was just notified that I have been reinstated. I am just following the procedure to report back."

"Reinstated?" Fudge sneered. "Promotion, huh?"

He knew that if he was impeached, the next Minister of Magic would most likely be the man in front of him.

"Fudge," Scrimgeour sighed, squatting in front of Fudge as if he were an old friend reminiscing about the past.

"In fact, I have been thinking a lot since you suspended me. Although you are not an unsuccessful minister, you are not such a failure either."

He spread his hands and said, "I have been the head of the Auror for decades. I am not used to changing my position."

He seemed to be comforting Fudge, and seemed to be comforting himself as well.

Fudge was stunned for a moment, and a faint light appeared in his eyes.

"What do you mean?"

Scrimgeour lowered his head, so Fudge couldn't see his expression.

"As I said, I'm here to report my duties as the head of the Auror Office. I have a very crucial piece of information."

"The Death Eaters are about to attack the Ministry of Magic."

Fudge's face trembled.

"Fudge, I'll help you."

"Think about it, if you led the wizards of the Ministry of Magic to successfully resist the attack of the Death Eaters, would you still be impeached for such a great achievement?"