Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 1109: Rise of the Dark Lord

A black-robed man appeared out of nowhere. He looked up at the manor in front of him, which was filled with cold fog, and swept toward the manor like a big bat. Step into the manor through the thick fog.

This used to be an old Muggle manor. Before Voldemort took over the manor, most of the manor was deserted. Only a middle-aged couple were hired to live here to help with the manor, but they had "disappeared".

The man in the black robe walked through the foyer and followed the passage to the living room of the manor, which was already full of silent Death Eaters.

"Severus," said a low, hoarse voice at the head of the table, "you're late."

"Sorry master."

Snape's eyes met those scarlet eyes vacantly, and he lowered his head.

"Sit down, the meeting has just begun."

Voldemort looked away from Snape and began today's important meeting.

"Lucius, you are an old friend of Cornelius Fudge, how likely do you think he will give in?" Voldemort turned his attention directly to Lucius Malfoy. As an old friend of Fudge in the past, Lu Hughes Malfoy has more say on Cornelius Fudge.

"The current Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, is a weak character. If the means are concealed enough, through coercion, inducement, or the use of Imperius to transform control, there is indeed a chance that Cornelius Fudge will stand with us. here."

Lucius Malfoy lowered his head lower, not daring to look directly into Voldemort's scarlet eyes.

"But it's going to be hard to get Fudge on our side publicly, and I don't think Fudge, no matter how weak, would dare to do that unless we use the Imperius Curse to control him, but that doesn't make much sense."

"Connelly Fudge is weak, we can give Fudge a warning, put pressure, maybe...we can destroy a Muggle landmark, or slaughter Muggles to put pressure on Fudge to yield to his master. ' Yaxley glanced at Malfoy and offered his opinion.

"Connelly Fudge is weak, but it doesn't mean he will give in. Many wizards in the wizarding world think Fudge is the master's servant, and Fudge will definitely try his best to clear this up," Lucius reminded , he had the longest contact with Fudge, and knew very well the character and weaknesses of the weak minister.

"We could remake Fudge," Yaxley said without hesitation.

"It doesn't make much sense to control Cornelius Fudge. He has done too many bad things in the past year. Now the entire wizarding world is asking Fudge to step down." Lucius Malfoy shook his head, "According to I understand that the Ministry of Magic has completely abandoned Fudge, and modifying him will only speed up the process and alert the Ministry of Magic."

"They thought it was likely that Amelia Burns would take Fudge's place as the new Minister, and Scrimgeour even had the Aurors strengthen Amelia Burns' protection, and Also thought we'd do something with Amelia Burns."

None of the Death Eaters sitting here don't hate the woman Amelia Burns.

"I don't think Amelia Burns should be made the new Minister, that would be detrimental to our infiltration of the Ministry of Magic, and she should have disappeared even before she was nominated to be the new Minister." Yaxley was also very jealous and disgusted with Amelia Burns.

"The Burns are a very old family, it's a pity they went the wrong way and chose to go against us," Voldemort said softly, "Since she has been chosen to be a stumbling block in our way, we can only kick it away. I will deal with her personally out of respect for this ancient surname."

"Before we act, we need to find out what's going on around Amelia Burns. Once the assassination fails, it becomes much more difficult to kill her."

"Master, the Order of the Phoenix seems to have decided very early on that we will do something to Amelia Burns." Snape interrupted after Voldemort finished speaking, "They sent people to strengthen the fight against Amelia Burns very early on. The protection of Amelia Burns, I suspect it may well be that Anderson, who may have predicted Amelia Burns' death early on to provide the Order of the Phoenix."

"Albert Anderson." Voldemort whispered the name.

"He has a very good relationship with Dumbledore, and Dumbledore is said to have received an invitation as well." Snape continued

"This Mudblood has indeed caused us a lot of trouble." Voldemort asked Snape, looking sideways. "Severus, I hope you bring us some good news."

"He's getting married in mid-July," Snape said.

"Mid-July?" Voldemort wasn't too pleased with that.

"He was well prepared, and all the invited guests don't know the exact time." Snape took out a silver card from the pocket of his robe and put it on the table, and explained in a low voice, "Hogwarts. Many professors were invited, but not me, and Anderson didn't trust me from the start. Here's an invitation."

"Invitation?"

All eyes fell on the silver card, doubting Snape's words.

"It's an enchanted card, and it's said that the exact time and place of the wedding won't be revealed until a certain point," Snape explained to Voldemort. I knew we were eyeing him."

"Master, we should arrest the old woman McDoug for torture, and we will definitely know the exact time and place." Bellatrix raised her arms and volunteered, "That old woman actually allowed her daughter to marry her. Giving a Mudblood is a pure-blooded disgrace, let me come..."

"McDoug doesn't live at home, she hides somewhere. She doesn't show up anywhere except to go to work at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries every day." Snape glanced. Bellatrix, who was a little crazy, reminded softly: "Unless you plan to bring someone into the St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries to arrest someone, but I have to remind you that the other party is well prepared."

"It only takes a few minutes and I'll be able to take that old woman McDoug from St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries." Bellatrix didn't care about Snape's words at all, but was rather eager to try. Apparently he didn't take breaking into St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and arresting people seriously.

"Although I don't want to admit it, Anderson is really a big trouble." Snape reminded with a frown, "I have taught him for seven years, and I know his level very well. If you despise him because of his mud farming status, it must be A big loss."

"Master," Yaxley interjected. "From what I've been told recently, Scrimgeour hopes to use the mudblood's prophetic powers to find us."

Voldemort fell into a brief silence, recalling certain unpleasant memories. Not long ago, the Auror took care of the old nest, and there are various signs that Scrimgeour may have found the specific location through the mudblood named Anderson.

"No matter what method is used, the mudblood must be eliminated before he becomes a problem for us." Voldemort tossed the silver card lightly, and the card landed in front of Lucius Malfoy, "Don't Let me down again, Lucius, give me a surprise for that Mudblood."

"I'll get rid of that Mudblood, I promise, but..." Lucius Malfoy took the silver card and hesitated for a moment before saying, "If Dumbledore also goes to that wedding and wants to be in the It wasn't easy to kill that Mudblood right under his nose."

Voldemort suspects that Dumbledore's previous blocking of the door had something to do with that Mudblood's prophecy?

His Nagini, his Horcrux.

"I don't care what means you use, get rid of that mudblood before he causes us trouble. I allow you to mobilize all your power." The murderous aura emanating from Voldemort suffocated the other Death Eaters around him." Dumbledore, I'll deal with him myself."

"It's the master." Lucius Malfoy said this, but he didn't have much confidence in his heart. He knew how difficult Albert Anderson was, and he was trying to murder the last time. Anderson, suffered a series of failures, but Lucius Malfoy couldn't refuse Voldemort's orders, and he didn't dare to refuse.

The last time he failed the mission and was caught. He used the door key to help the captured Death Eaters escape from Azkaban prison.

Although the Dark Lord didn't hold him accountable for his failure,... Lucius Malfoy knew that Voldemort took the blame for the destruction of the Prophecy Sphere because he was in charge of the entire plan, even if it failed. Not his problem, but Lucius still couldn't avoid having to suffer the consequences of failure.

"Warn Cornelius Fudge first, if he doesn't want to side with us, then teach those hypocrites a hard lesson." Voldemort made the final decision, "Yaxley, I I need you to figure out the security situation around Amelia Burns as soon as possible. Lucius, I'll leave the mudblood to you, Severus, I need you to keep monitoring Dumbledore and provide us with more information. information about the Order of the Phoenix."

"Yes, Master!"

"Master, I found Ingor Karkaroff." Yaxley said after Voldemort finished his important affairs, "The traitor is hiding in a seaside cottage somewhere in the north."

"Very good, very good, I will personally execute the traitor." Voldemort's scarlet eyes gleamed dangerously.

He, Voldemort, wants to kill now.

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The next day, Cornelius Fudge returned to the office under the strange eyes of everyone. Since the news of Lord Voldemort's resurrection spread, his situation has become worse, whether it is the original party or the former political enemy. Working together, trying to get him out of the way.

Sometimes Fudge wonders if he should quit his job.

But he was very worried that he would be thrown into Azkaban prison as soon as he quit his job.

Even if you really want to leave early, you must say hello to the next minister, and Fudge believes that his years of ministerial experience can also help the new minister.

The idea is beautiful.

But the next minister is likely to be Amelia Burns.

That's a serious, brave, fair lady.

Fudge really wasn't sure about convincing the other party.

There is a rapid knock on the door outside the office.

Fudge's right-hand assistant, Arthur Weiss, hurried into the office and reported breathlessly, "Minister, the Brockdale Bridge has collapsed, and the Brockdale Bridge has collapsed by You-Know-Who. "

"Finally... started?"

Fudge's body trembled slightly. Ever since Voldemort's return, he had expected such a day, but he didn't expect it to be so early.

"Connelly Fudge, now I'm speaking directly to you."

Just then, a high-pitched, grim voice echoed through the walls and floor, and Voldemort's voice could be heard by the entire Ministry of Magic employees, who thought Voldemort was now at the Ministry.

"Throw away your hypocrisy and stand with me and I will keep you as Minister, if you don't want to stand with me, there will be a lot of Muggles dying because of you, that The bridge is just a warning."

Fudge's face was extremely pale, and Voldemort's words just drove him to a desperate situation.

"Minister, are you all right?" Percy quickly reached out to support Fudge, who was teetering, and glanced at the chaotic Ministry of Magic.

"I'm fine, fine," Fudge said weakly. His mind is blank now, and he doesn't know what to do.

"Hold a press conference." Amelia Burns came over, looked at the frail Fudge, frowned slightly and reminded, "Now, it must be clarified immediately."

"Yes, yes, this must be clarified immediately." Fudge nodded hurriedly, "Wes come~IndoMTL.com~ I'm sorry to bother you."

"Leave it to me, Minister."

"Are you all right?" Burns asked.

"Perhaps, I should resign myself." Fudge's face was bitter. He knew very well that he was doomed, and it was useless to express his position immediately, unless he yielded to Voldemort, no, even if he yielded, he could not continue to be magic minister.

Bones looked at Fudge and fell into a brief silence. She knew what Fudge wanted to say, but she didn't know how to clean up the mess Fudge left.

"As you should have heard, we are being challenged like never before." Fudge came to the lobby and said to all the employees of the Ministry of Magic, "I have expected this bad day since the resurrection of You-Know-Who, but I won't give in, and the Ministry of Magic won't give in to threats like that..."

Fudge's speech was met with indifference indeed.

"Minister, what do you plan to do in response."

"Minister, when are you leaving."

"Minister, Minister..."

"When everyone elects the next minister, I will resign immediately." Fudge's face was bitter, he knew he had to give an explanation today.

The entire wizarding world has been clamoring for his resignation for a long time.

If a large number of Muggles are being slaughtered because of him... Fudge just can't think about it anymore, maybe, he should resign sooner and leave this mess to someone else.

Having received Fudge's promise to leave, the employees of the Ministry of Magic could not help but breathe a sigh of relief, all eager for the new Minister to lead them through the current crisis.

However, they think too much.

Even Dumbledore can't solve the problem at hand, let alone the intrigue-like Ministry of Magic, in their eyes, their own interests are the most important.

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