HP: The Blood Prince of Hogwarts

"So... where do we begin the reckoning?"

As soon as Helmo said this, all the wizards present tensed up.

Seeing that no one spoke, Helmo continued: "It has already happened. It seems meaningless to pursue the culprit——"

At this point he changed the subject: "But as for that spy, I hope you can give me an explanation."

Dumbledore interrupted at the right time: "Of course, Miss Olga already had a candidate before entering the maze. After our confirmation, we finally found that the teacher of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class this semester was pretended by Barty Crouch Jr."

Hearing that Olga was busy with the competition while still trying to find out the spy, Helmo's eyes suddenly softened, with a hint of pride.

"In that case, may I ask what plans you wizards have next? From what I know, that Voldemort seems to be——"

Helmer said, glancing at the silent Riddle: "Your significant other?"

Riddle: ...

At first glance, this statement seems to have no problems, but it also seems to be full of problems.

Helmo didn't expect an answer, so he continued to speak.

"You are afraid of his existence, so you - Minister of Magic," Helmer suddenly pointed his finger at Fudge, "are unwilling to acknowledge his comeback."

Fudge was caught off guard by Helmo's targeting, his face turned pale, and he subconsciously denied it.

"Very good, then you admit it."

Fudge:…

After receiving a satisfactory answer, Helmo turned the conversation to the next arrangements.

"Let me be frank with you. I can tell you clearly that the man who helped Voldemort resurrect - no, he is not a human."

Helmer smiled a false smile.

"He is the mortal enemy of our blood clan."

Everyone:...

There is always a feeling that his curses seem to be very dirty, but they make sense.

"I won't go into the details of the dispute here. All you need to know is that in the eyes of those guys, you are already tied to our blood clan."

As soon as Helmer finished speaking, the Ministry of Magic obviously lost its patience.

"What do you mean?" Fudge looked a little unhappy.

"I'm actually quite curious about how you got the position of minister." Helmer said very bluntly, "Such a simple truth still requires me to explain it to you? Tom, go ahead."

Riddle was suddenly cueed: ...

For the sake of his master, Riddle gave a fake smile similar to Helmer's: "Because he chose to support the Dark Lord, and everyone knows that the Dark Lord and the Ministry of Magic are in opposition -"

At this point, Riddle finally set his sights on Dumbledore: "Of course, this also includes the greatest white wizard in our history."

The tone was as sarcastic as it could be, as if he was afraid that others couldn't hear his sarcasm.

Helmo coughed lightly to remind Riddle to get to the point.

Riddle: "So, you don't have a choice."

Bagman was a little anxious. He was always timid and fearful. "Since he is your blood race's mortal enemy, then we can choose to remain neutral. After all, he has nothing to do with us..."

Bagman uttered his last few words with difficulty under Helmer's death gaze, then huddled himself behind his fellow officers.

"Of course, it's your freedom to choose what you want." After Helmer said this, Fudge and Umbridge breathed a sigh of relief, but before they could finish their breath, they heard Helmer speak again.

"If you can bear both the wrath of the vampires and the abandonment of the gods at the same time - then I strongly encourage you to choose neutrality."

Fudge couldn't go up or down in one breath. This familiar feeling of being dominated by fear came again.

Dumbledore's eyes fixed, and he asked, "God's Realm?"

"Oh, I didn't forget to tell you, did I? Our blood race's mortal enemy is exactly that group of guys in the sky."

Everyone: ...What a niche text.

"Heaven... God's realm..." Fudge repeated Helmer's words in disbelief, "So Sariel..."

Hermo nodded happily: "Yes, he is the Archangel's favorite disciple."

After all, he is his number one bootlicker, so...how could he not like him?

Everyone in the Ministry of Magic gasped. The situation was now serious.

The professors on Dumbledore's side were relatively calm.

In the professors' view, since Olga was their student, they must form a united front with the students.

That Sariel, he only knows how to play dirty tricks like the Dark Lord, and he doesn't look like a good person. No, he's a good god.

"The moment we reached a cooperation agreement with Miss Olga, we had already formed a united front." Dumbledore was the first to express his opinion.

Fudge's eyes widened: "Albus, you——"

"Cornelly, I thought you believed in Merlin." Dumbledore suddenly interrupted him.

Helmo just watched the interaction between the two parties with a smile on his face. It was interesting, really interesting.

This Minister of Magic seems to be very afraid of Olga's principal.

If time wasn't so tight, he would have liked to watch the show, but he was a little anxious now, as Olga's condition was still unknown.

"Since the Minister of Magic hasn't made up his mind yet, what I say next has nothing to do with you."

This obvious intention of sending the guests away made the situation awkward for a moment.

When Fudge led his subordinates to the door of the principal's office, Helmer's slow words continued.

"I advise you to think twice... Once the war starts, the so-called neutrals will be the first to be suppressed."

After all...if you can't get it, just destroy it.

Except for the group of students, everyone present was smart and of course they heard the hidden meaning of Helmo's words.

The point is that even though he knew it was a naked threat, Fudge didn't have the courage to confront the vampires.

He can't afford to offend any of the vampires or the gods.

……

After watching Fudge and the others leave, Helmo finally became serious.

"The eyesore has gone, now let's talk about the next arrangements."

He glanced at the people behind Dumbledore, and then looked at the group of boys who were trying to stay.

"Can these people... be trusted?"

Just as Dumbledore was about to explain, he heard Helmer's unique lazy tone again.

"It doesn't matter. If you can't trust them, just kill them all."

Everyone:...

I suddenly felt creepy. What was going on?

Dumbledore raised his lips, trying to look more friendly.

"It looks like you already have a plan in mind."

Helmer nodded noncommittally and looked at Riddle.

"Since you are Voldemort's other half, his followers are also your followers. I want you to compete with him - it would be best if he has no one to use."

"Those guys who think highly of themselves don't dare to interfere in the affairs of the wizarding world openly, so even if they are helping Voldemort, they do it secretly and dare not reveal it."

Helmo sneered: "After all, it is barely justifiable to attack the vampires, but it is hard to explain to the wizarding world."

"Those guys still care a lot about their reputation."

Riddle was stunned and asked, "Then the master——"

"I'll explain it to her when she wakes up," Helmo's smile disappeared. "If she were here today, she would make the same decision as me."

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These two chapters will focus on the plot first, but there is also a little bit of sweetness with the third brother, but it's a little bitter hehe

Today I saw that my book was in the top 500 gift list!!!

I burst into tears!!

A heart full of gratitude, thank you for being there!

May Satan bless each of you little cuties!