[Comprehensive HP] In the name of darkness

"Hahahahaha, Harry, Harry, Harry, you are a god, no, I don't think anyone would do such a thing at your age." Fudge said to Harry, holding a glass of whiskey, obviously After the incident this time, Dumbledore's face made him very happy.

"Yes, a lot." Harry looked at Fudge, still wearing gloves, "I think many people are waiting for the minister's decision, aren't they?"

"Yes, unprecedented." Fudge's eyes glowed blue, "Especially some who never listen to the arrangement, man."

The last word seemed to be squeezed out between his teeth, Harry licked his back teeth, and took out a few photos from behind, "I have a way to make those people more obedient and truly surrender to you. "

"What way?" Fudge put down his wine glass expectantly, looking at the photos Harry was sorting out, his eyes even a little greedy.

Harry blinked, "Actually, I didn't want to make trouble yesterday, but I was suppressed." Harry handed the photo to Fudge. The people on it were all holding their left arms, with crazy faces, and they were led by several people. The hooded man is subdued and cannot move.

Fudge's eyes widened, and his pupils even narrowed. He threw the photos on the table, and the deliberately exposed Dark Mark kept twisting in front of his eyes.

"Although there are only five people, you have to know that if these five people make a fuss, it will have a great impact, especially, in yesterday's celebration, I don't know how many people who are preparing for this carnival plan are hidden." Harry blinked. , "I can hand over the photo to the Order of the Phoenix, so that they have evidence that can restrain you, even including people, I can hand it over."

"No, no, Harry, my dear collaborator, our cooperation is earlier than you and the Order of the Phoenix, don't you have to worry about everyone's interests?" The swell made him crave the benefits of peace even more, especially at this time.

"Don't worry, my lord minister, I'm giving you the photo to add a stable bargaining chip to our cooperation. You have to let the Order of the Phoenix know that you didn't do nothing, and you did more than them." Okay, and you have no choice but to conceal it for the sake of the overall situation. Fortunately, the final effect is not bad, otherwise you will feel very guilty in your heart. The preparation of the Order of the Phoenix is ​​an extra layer of insurance and a higher level of trust. You thank them , didn't affect your arrangement." Harry's voice was bewitching, his eyes turned black, and the pitch-black pupils looked at Fudge like a vast starry sky. "You are very helpless. Sitting in this position, you have to consider the impact of the matter. There can no longer be Voldemort in the UK."

"Yes, no more." Fudge looked dazed, and fell on the chair, and then Harry stuffed the glass into his hand, "My lord minister, take a sip of wine and calm down."

"I wish I could use alcohol to calm my mind like you do." Harry sighed. "Unfortunately, I can only drink fruit juice."

"Wait another two years, Harry, and you'll know how easy it is to anesthetize your nerves." Fudge drank his glass and picked up the photos, "Harry, are these people still in your hands, right? "

"Ah, I can send them to Azkaban when you need it," Harry blinked. "I think everyone will still believe in Azkaban's strength, even though there are no dementors there now."

"Yes, there is still the strongest barrier there," Fudge clenched his fists, "Then, I will inform Nott."

"Waiting." Harry nodded, signaling Fudge to leave at ease.The door of the chamber of secrets was closed, and Harry drank the orange juice mixed with vodka in the glass, "Crazy, just lock him up without interrogation, crazy."

"Isn't this more proof that he believes in you." A mass of souls came out from the handle of the drawer in front of Harry, and the handle turned into a bracelet at the same time, "Unexpectedly, you want to use such a gentle way."

"This is not to make you useful." Harry put down the glass, wrapped the bracelet with white sheepskin, and opened the door of the secret room, "I will leave an indelible evidence only if I use the Imperius Curse on the minister."

"I can't see it, that idiot can teach you well."

"Are you talking about yourself?" Harry walked out of the corridor, the mural beside him closed automatically, and a group of people celebrating in front of him.

"In some ways, yes." Tom leaned against the wall, looking at his temporary shelter wrapped in white sheepskin, "Do you want to despise the things you made yourself so much?"

"Don't divert your attention and enjoy this moment. It's been a long time since I saw you." Harry raised his eyebrows, and he didn't choose to provoke Tom. At this time, he needed a calm mind.

However, the effect is similar.

Harry walked downstairs, looked around at the celebrating people, and smiled.A piece of silver light suddenly flew in, turning into a phoenix suspended in mid-air.The celebrating crowd paused, Harry looked up, this is, Dumbledore's?

"Harry Potter!" An angry voice came from Phoenix, which was enough to identify him.The corners of Harry's mouth curled up, "Hi, Gellert."

"You—" Phoenix dissipated without a sound.Harry blinked and turned to the person who came over: "I'm sure he was there."

"But you seem to have angered a more serious existence." Draco looked at the silver light that hadn't dissipated, and raised his eyebrows.

"Also, if Voldemort is in Germany now, what about the basilisk's teeth?"

"First of all, he can't survive me. I'll win for sure." Harry winked. "As for the basilisk's tooth, didn't we promise to go to the Chamber of Secrets to find it?"

"Harry! Potter!" came an even angrier voice from the corridor, and Harry threw the bracelet over, and the voice died away.

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"Harry, no, Mr. Potter." Norwich looked at the people waiting for him in the living room, "I didn't know those jokes could be so serious."

"No, Mr. Norwich, we just thought that you should have a more important position to serve than in the school." Harry gestured for Norwich to sit down, and then poured him a cup of tea, "And, this The decision is not our choice, and Dumbledore believes we need a more experienced professor for the new term."

"But the students." Norwich looked at Harry, "They are used to my teaching method."

"Yes, I'm sorry too, but—just like when I found you back then, the school needs professors who can adapt to their development, and you also know that this year will be very lively." Harry shrugged, with a rather helpless expression, " You have broken Voldemort's curse, which is enough to warrant a book and a biography."

"However, my wife and my sons." Norwich looked at Harry, and Harry blinked, "The other Professor Norwich has not left his post, don't worry, as for your son, I think the Rosary Society It is very necessary for a patient and experienced person with teaching assistant experience to be the trainer of their new wait staff."

"Yes." Norwich didn't know whether to rest assured or continue to worry, his wife and son were still in the hands of each other—"But I don't want to go to the Ministry of Magic, it's not suitable for me."

"Well, I think everyone needs more review time in the new semester, as well as a place to rest." Harry tilted his head, "Especially our tourists need a stable place to ease acclimatization."

"What do you mean?" Norwich was a little dizzy, what is he going to do?

"Hogsmeade needs a place that can provide that, the bar is too loud, the restaurant - not suitable, I think, a lounge bar where you can read books is still ok? A new trend in Muggle society these days, preferably serving donuts .” Harry blinked, “It tastes good.”

"Okay, I understand." Norwich looked at Harry, "I don't think the Rose Commune would care about our existence."

"Of course not, this is something going in two directions." Harry got up and shook hands with Norwich: "To be honest, you are a good teacher."

"Unfortunately, the teacher is not suitable to think too much." Harry smiled: "But the shopkeeper can."

"Of course." Norwich nodded and ended the conversation with a smile.

"Is it because of Ron?" Draco looked at the person leaning against the window, "You can tell him directly."

"Didn't you see that he already knew?" Harry chuckled, "It's just one year in the club, and he has learned so much information. Besides, he thinks he's smart enough to position us, wouldn't it be very unwise."

"Then you still let him handle the news?" Draco raised his eyebrows, "Isn't it more error-prone?"

"When did I say let him deal with it? I just asked him to provide the environment, and his wife and children are here with us. If he wants to make a move, he has to consider the consequences." Harry turned to look at Draco, " Darling, can you really not help me with my homework?"

"Can't—" Draco looked at the accounts in front of him, "unless you promise me to completely cut off illegal transactions."

"I'll write it myself." The corners of Harry's mouth twitched, "When the money in my hand can work, I'll quit."

"You'd better remember what you said." Draco looked at Harry's hand, "Also, didn't you take off that layer of skin yesterday? You put it on yourself?"

"Uh, homework, homework." Harry hesitated, using the automatic quill to swipe and write on the paper.

After a long time, Harry heard Draco say, "Moody is not a good professor either."

"At least, Dumbledore trusts him, and he's a good man." Harry mumbled, "One World Cup, one professor, and one Karkaroff, these transactions are not fair but very balanced. "

"Karkaroff has your mark on his hand, what else can he do?"

"He can do too much," Harry said, raising his head and squinting his eyes, "and most of the time, he can just do nothing."