38 years of past events

In the lounge of the Malfoy Manor, a long ornate table was full of people, and his father was sitting in the chief seat, staring at Lucius Malfoy intently.

"Lucius, is your sworn loyalty to me expressed in silence?"

"I'm sorry, master, I, I just don't think it's the best time yet." There was anxiety in his tone.

But his father only gave him a cold smile: "From the beginning of the meeting to now, all you want to tell me is that it's not the right time, well, my old man, then when do you think it's the best time? Wait until that The boy denounced us to the Ministry of Magic, wait until the Aurors round up your Malfoy Manor, or wait until Dumbledore slips away with the kid?"

Lucius was so nervous that he couldn't speak, and the Death Eaters next to him cast mocking glances one after another.

In fact, we all know Lucius very well. Before the Dark Lord returns with full confidence, he doesn't want to confront the Ministry of Magic head-on. At least for now, he doesn't want to destroy his hard-working image of a gentleman.

"Lucius, your hesitant attitude will make me seriously doubt your loyalty."

"No! Master... I am absolutely loyal to you, absolutely loyal!"

Father raised his strange lips, and the Death Eaters in the room laughed too.

"Okay, friends, I think the Lestrange couple should stand here more than their loyalty. Unfortunately, they are still staying in Azkaban to preserve their loyalty. Of course, they will be rewarded Yes, Voldemort promised, when Azkaban was breached."

"So...Master, what do you mean..." Evra tried to guess.

"Yes, I mean it's time to call back our faithful servants, the banished giants, the loathed werewolves, oh, and those dementors, who are simply our natural allies, and of course, Our long-lost friends in Azkaban."

"Then now, I wonder which one of you here is willing to take on this honored task first?" The father glanced at all the people on the long table, but they all lowered their heads and no one said anything first. Of course, after all, who He is also unwilling to deal with dementors, especially now that he is not sure about counterattacking the Ministry of Magic.

"I can—" I decided to propose, but my father's scarlet eyes suddenly stared at me, and then I closed my mouth.

He turned his head and looked at Lucius: "Lucius, I don't think this is difficult for you, judging by your friendship in the Ministry of Magic for many years?"

"Master...Master?" He seemed a bit in disbelief that he started the first battle.

"Lucius, are you questioning my decision?"

"No...no, I never questioned you, my respected master."

"That's good. Now let's talk about your good plans. We will all be happy to listen. After all, you have been silent for so long, haven't you? I think you may have some good plans."

Under his father's gaze, he seemed even more embarrassed, and Narcissa looked at him nervously.I guess he must be distressed now that he has not prepared enough speeches.

"Lord...Master..."

At this moment, Daisy beside me slowly raised her hand, "I...I have a plan, don't know if I can say it?"

"Oh, look, I forgot about the Malfoy family and this lady. Of course, you can speak up. If your plan is so good that I am moved, it may save your cousin from the embarrassing situation." Then he smiled mockingly at Lucius again, "Right, Lucius, I guess you can't say anything."

"I think we can be divided into two teams. One team is responsible for the response of the Ministry of Magic, especially the current minister, Cornell Fudge. He is a very successful person, so it is not difficult to deal with it. The other team is responsible for breaking into Azkaban. Release our associates, such as the Lestranges, and we can also recall the dementors, of course, if all goes well, we can act the night after tomorrow."

After Daisy's proposal was over, no one spoke, and everyone present was waiting for that person's decision, and finally he said in a cold voice, "Lucius, what do you think?"

"I have no objection, master. In fact, this is indeed a good plan."

"What about the others? Any better ideas?"

The Death Eaters looked at each other one after another, and after whispering a few words, no one could come up with a second plan: "Very well, then I will leave this matter to you, the Malfoy family, and I hope you will not disappoint me this time." , Lucius."

Lucius was a little surprised, because the first task still fell on him, but even though he was reluctant, he could only nod: "Of course, master... I will."

"Master, I have one more request, I wonder if it's okay?" Daisy asked again in her slightly timid voice: "May I ask Randolph to go with us?" She looked at the Dark Lord, and I Bet she took a lot of guts to say that.

"Father, I beg to go with you."

"Master, I think this is a good idea. With Randolph here, it will definitely get twice the result with half the effort." Since the beginning of the meeting, Lucius smiled expectantly for the first time. Of course, he thinks it will be a little longer with me. After all, if the mission fails, it is not entirely his responsibility, so he is very happy to do so.

My father didn't speak, but stared at me for a long time, so that I couldn't guess what he was thinking, and finally he said: "Okay, then Randolph, you are in charge of Conneforge, Malfoy, your task is to Zkaban, I think the Lestranges will be delighted to see you, remember that success is not failure."

"Yes, master, I will definitely do it this time."

"Of course, if you let me know that you can't even do this, then Lucius, Lord Voldemort will let you know what punishment feels like."

After the meeting, everyone seemed to be released from the oppressive atmosphere, and Daisy whispered in my ear: "Thank you, thank you Randolph, if it wasn't for the plan you told me, I would really It is hard to imagine what kind of punishment the Malfoy family will receive today."

"I thought you wouldn't help him, at least you would hate Lucius to death."

"Of course, but who made us all belong to the Malfoy family." She sighed, "who made me only have such a cousin."

"Randolph! You stay." Before going out, the cold voice called me from behind.

With a wave of his hand, the door was closed, and the cold and gloomy tone in the room instantly hit the empty and lonely lounge, making it even more quiet.Especially after everyone left, it seemed as if they could hear each other's breathing in this huge room.

"Father... are you looking for me?"

I don't know when it started, but I'm not used to being face to face with him so alone.Although everyone knows about our relationship, we actually spend very little time together, especially in today's situation. I don't know if this is the admiration I have for him since his rebirth Or another fear like the Death Eaters?

"come over!"

I tried to take a few steps forward.

"Are you scared, me?"

Fear?Isn't this the result he wanted?Make everyone fearful.But should I be afraid of him?as his son.

"I'm asking you something, answer me!"

"Maybe, me, I don't know if I should!"

"Should I be afraid of the Dark Lord? Or should I be afraid of my lord father? You don't know which!"

"Father……"

"Are you still afraid of me and your father? But I didn't realize it at the meeting. When you betrayed my decision and helped the girl of the Malfoy family without authorization, were you afraid!"

"I just think it's very difficult for Lucius alone to succeed in this matter, so I—"

"So you think you are brave enough to deny the Dark Lord's decision, brave enough to go to Azkaban? Naive! Stupid! Just as stupid as that man named Harry Potter."

He paced beside me, and continued: "The group of Malfoys, I know them too well, they are fickle, arrogant, and sometimes arrogant, so I should give them some punishment lessons so that they can always know My own status, but—” He turned and looked at me with a strange tone in his tone, “I found that you always seem to be so close to them, so that they always like to push out before my decision. You, like today, I don't think that Malfoy girl is smart enough to come up with such a good idea."

"Since you know it's my proposal, why do you still want me to deal with that idiot Connefudge? I should join them in the battle plan of Azkaban."

I admit to being annoyed at his decision to put me in the Ministry of Magic, it's like saying I'm a worthless guy, what will they say, the Dark Lord's son is terrible.Oh Merlin!

"So you're questioning my decision, you think it's a very stupid thing for me to put you in the Ministry of Magic? You think you can get more value by yourself? So you're showing dissatisfaction with your father! That's it Mr. Randolph!" There was danger in his scarlet eyes, and I think he was really angry, because I forgot that he was so arrogant.

But even though that was the case, I also glared back at him and replied, "Yeah!"

Then almost without hesitation, I felt the burning pain of the slap on my face, and yes, he didn't use a wand, so I was in the mood to wonder if he was so angry that he forgot the spell.

Then he leaned down and said viciously: "I tell you, you must go to the Ministry of Magic's arrangement, and you must complete it! Also about Malfoy's Azkaban plan, don't even think about it, I won't give it to you. Your chance to refute, of course, no one can question Lord Voldemort's decision."

Even if there is no spell, he is not light-handed. I spit out the bad blood in my mouth and deliberately smiled at him sarcasticly: "Well, if this is your decision, if you don't mind them laughing at my incompetence, So go ahead and let everyone know that the son of the Dark Lord wasn't in the raid on Azkaban, he was in Conneforge's Concerned Elderly Wizards Club, oh, that's interesting, I guess Rita Skeeter would be curious about this! Are you satisfied with the result? My beloved father!"

I saw him raise his wand, but the incantation was delayed, and finally he put down his wand again, with a suppressed emotion in the sentence: "I should give you a piercing right now! For your stupidity at the moment, but I can't do that because there are more important things I need to let you know."

"You want me to deal with self-righteous and pedantic politicians, don't you? Of course I can't think of anything else."

"Coping? Of course! In addition, we can control them and master them. Haven't you thought about this? Idiot!"

"You want the Ministry of Magic to work for us, but how do you do it?" I suddenly understood what he meant, but I didn't quite understand it.

He smiled, and his tone became somewhat ambiguous and elusive, "No, no, you don't need to do anything, you will understand when you get there."

I looked at my father's strange smile and frowned slightly.In fact, it was difficult for me at that time to understand every decision he made. Under the pre-arranged predictions, I staggered through those thorns and pains step by step, and finally became what he expected, to pursue the path he walked through. every step.

Ministry of Magic Chamber Friday at 6:[-]pm sharp

"Hurry up, ladies and gentlemen, it's about to begin."

"And you, Victor, come on, where's your pass?"

"Wait, have you seen Matis, my assistant?"

All kinds of leather shoes stepped on the smooth marble surface, and the wizards made the sound of footsteps in the non-stop back and forth.

The flash of the camera has been "clicking" from the corridor to the meeting hall, and they feel that most people are busy and excited at the moment, and maybe there is a little eagerness in it.

"Sorry, sir, please show your passport and senior witch card." The wizard in front of him, dressed in a full-time embroidered satin robe from the Ministry of Magic, smiled and said to me politely.

I took off my black-rimmed glasses, and then took out the signed document from the neat stack of manuscripts in the briefcase in my left hand: "Is this okay?"

When his eyes moved to the column of the last signer, he immediately expressed the greatest welcome: "Oh! Of course, please come in, sir."

As the current Deputy Minister of Magic, it turns out that Umbridge's signature far outweighs those troublesome passports and wizards.Of course, this is also due to little Crouch. The political discord between Umbridge and old Crouch was also a major reason why she believed that little Crouch joined the Death Eaters.But even if it is said now, not many people will believe that she is a Death Eater, but this does not hinder our evaluation of her value, does it?

Like today, a full third day from our plan, the first step, and all I had to do was procrastinate long enough at Cornell Forge's press conference at the Ministry of Magic to give Malfoy Azkaban's counterattack plan allowed enough time.

"Ladies and gentlemen, first of all, I am really happy to see you attending the theme conference of the Old Wizards Club. Yes, because I have seen that everyone is so concerned about the progress of this era and loves you so much. We are living in these peaceful and wonderful times, so I am honored to serve during my tenure for..."

Stepping into the meeting hall, the lights and candles in a room are dazzling and magnificent under the rendering of magic, and Fudge's eloquent speech becomes indistinct at the moment under the shutter sound and exposure of the camera. Everything looks so dazzling together.I took off my glasses tiredly and rubbed my eyebrows. Reporter, oh well, I swear that if there is a next time, I would rather choose compound soup than appear in this way.

"I would like to ask Mr. Cornell Fudge, recently there are rumors that the mysterious man will return again, so what do you think as a minister? At this time, we are holding a meeting to pay attention to whether there is any suspicion of abusing power in the Old Wizards Club. We heard that you are two years away from resigning." Years from now, are you planning for when you leave office?" It was Rita Skeeter, the boisterous reporter for the Daily Prophet.

When she raised this question, I could clearly notice Fudge's slight stunned expression, but he quickly recovered the calm and pretense that a politician should have: "Oh, I don't know where you heard this is so unreliable But I can solemnly declare two points here. First, the mysterious man will not come back. He is dead, 15 years ago. Second, it is very useful to pay attention to the Old Wizards Club. Public welfare activities, and during the next two years of my tenure, I have to do something for everyone, besides, I already have two Medals of Merlin. bodily matter."

As soon as Fudge finished speaking, some people laughed, the most obvious of which was the Ministry of Magic official next to Fudge, who didn't even hide his sarcasm.

"Pierce, do you think what I said is very interesting?"

"No, Mr. Minister, I am just happy that you are good at promoting public welfare, nothing else."

"Really, Pierce, but you don't look like one at all."

"Of course, you don't have to think so of my kindness, but I really have nothing else." The man named Pierce didn't change his attitude towards Fudge because of this, so many people began to speculate about this The relationship between the minister and the director of the legal department may not be as good as rumored.

At the same time, a young reporter sitting next to me also turned around and said softly to me: "He should be ashamed to mention this, because there is no difference between the two Merlin Medals and the ones he snatched, and no one will admit it." An honor he gave himself."

"Including his subordinate departments, like the head of the legal department?" I said.

"Oh, maybe, although Fudge has always claimed that their relationship is very good, but we reporters don't think so, like today, you can see."

The press conference is still going on, but it's more about Fudge's non-nutritious topic about his old wizard club. On the contrary, I started to pay attention to the director of the legal department. There is an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if there is another person's soul hidden in him, and I have a special connection with that soul, but I swear, I have never seen this person before. But the kind of strangeness mixed with familiarity made me unable to restrain my curiosity. I raised my hand and asked him: "I'm sorry, may I ask Mr. Pierce, the director of the Department of Law Enforcement, about your treatment of the mysterious person?" What do you think of the rumors of return?"

"As I said, it's just a rumor, an unreal rumor, it has nothing to do with the content of our discussion this time, and it should be completely forgotten." Fudge looked unhappy.

"I'm sorry, Mr Minister, I'm asking Mr Pierce, so it's up to him to answer that question."

Under his slightly surprised eyes, I asked him again: "Mr. Pierce, as the director of the Department of Law Enforcement of the Ministry of Magic, what do you think of such rumors?"

Obviously, he didn't expect that I would skip Fudge and ask him directly. In fact, this is not in line with the general reporter's way of asking questions, so he seemed to delay his answer for a while: "First of all, your question is very interesting. In recent days, I have indeed heard such rumors, how credible will they be when they come from an unreliable student, so I suggest not to act rashly until there is no evidence to prove all this Conclusion, of course, as the director of the Department of Law, I also firmly believe that no one can escape the sanction of the magic law."

What he said was extremely ambiguous. He neither denied it as eagerly as Fudge, nor agreed immediately. In comparison, he had a bit more brains than Fudge, and it can be said that this person almost possessed all the tact of a politician.From this point of view, I don't need to ask him too many questions, because even if he really knows something, he won't necessarily tell it.

But my curiosity about him didn't stop there. It happened in the middle of the meeting. I was going to follow the hints Umbridge left me to find her, but happened to pass by the Ministry of Magic's lawyer. The Judiciary Enforcement Department originally did not allow reporters to come in and out at will, but since Umbridge signed the document, all the places of entry and exit seem to have become easier.

I walked in, and almost at the same time, a stack of paper documents was thrown out along the carved door panel. I thought that if I didn't hide fast enough, it would have been smashed down.

"That's a stupid fellow, a self-righteous fool! Yes, I'm talking about him, Conneforge, and you can go and tell him that he's going to fire me, won't you?"

"No, I won't say it, Mr. Director, I'm your assistant, shouldn't I listen to you?"

"Okay, let these words go to hell, Ivy, your loyalty has long been unreliable, I guess he must have given you a huge benefit, right? Maybe you are still in bed, right?"

If I hadn't heard the cursing voice inside, it would be hard to believe that this would be the smooth politician a second ago. Sure enough, as the reporter said, getting along with each other was unpleasant, and Pierce was full of anger towards Fudge. Big dissatisfaction.

Politicians have always fought like this, I don't care about such things, I just mock them at most.

I turned around and was about to leave. When my toes stepped on a piece of paper covered with words, I still couldn't help but lower my head to pay attention to some insignificant protection law bill decisions. When my eyes touched the last line of words, I The whole person was stunned by it.

Because, on the last signature column is impressively written: Pierce Thickness

Pierce Thickness

Thicknesses in the Chamber of Secrets!

Yes, the Thinknes family!