Spotted By Grindelwald And Went To Hogwarts Chapter 329: Operation Malfoy

"That Mudblood went to find the Malfoy kid?" Umbridge looked at little Aiken in front of him, and said in disbelief.

It was a vulgar and uncomfortable room, with lace drapes and tablecloths covering everything, and several vases filled with dried flowers, each on a separate cushion. On one wall hangs a decorative set of plates, each featuring a large, brightly colored cat with a different bow around its neck.

The disgust in little Aiken's eyes flashed, and then he put on a smile again: "Yes, ma'am, I saw Wallep and Malfoy come out of the same classroom with my own eyes, and Wallep looked very guarded, he didn't want to be seen by others."

Umbridge walked back and forth in her very satisfied office, frowning and said, "How could Malfoy get mixed up with that mudblood?"

"Ma'am, this is obviously one of Wallop's ways to fight us." Little Aiken said.

"Him? Joke, how could a Mudblood order Slater?" said Umbridge.

"Madam, please allow me to remind you," Little Aiken straightened his collar, "on the surface, Wallop is a student of Hogwarts, but in fact, he was taught by Grindelwald himself."

The name Grindelwald made Umbridge snort coldly: "So what about Grindelwald? Isn't he wanted by the Ministry of Magic of various countries and dare not show up?"

It's more painful to work with an arrogant idiot than a powerful enemy...

Little Aiken controlled his facial expression very well: "Madam, our plan is to intensify the conflict between mudbloods and pure blood, and Slytherin is obviously a very good sword. Wallep can't fail to think of this. The kid he contacted the Malfoy family must want to destroy our plan."

Umbridge wondered: "What can he do?"

"Given our status advantages, there are not many things he can do, but there are also many things," Little Aiken said, "Madam, please think about it, what is the biggest obstacle that we will encounter in the implementation of our plan?"

Umbridge is obviously not good at thinking. She held back for a while before she said: "The group of students who have no rules, they will obey the rules we have made? But, as you said, the contradiction between mudbloods and pure blood is natural. How can Wallep eliminate it?"

"Of course he can't eliminate it, but the conflict can be transferred." Little Aiken explained.

"Then what should we do?" Umbridge completely gave up thinking.

Little Aiken smiled: "Don't worry, ma'am, I'm ready."

"Very well, Fabian, it is indeed right to leave it to you, go ahead, in this Hogwarts, you can act in my name." Umbridge said directly.

"Thank you for your trust."

Leaving the greasy and vulgar office, little Aiken's eyes flashed with disgust and disdain.

Fools... has the British Ministry of Magic fallen so far?

However, sometimes an idiot boss is not a bad thing.

Wallop, let me see how you react, shall we? Little Aiken's eyes were cold.

At this time, a small conflict was going on in the gloomy Slytherin common room in the Black Lake.

"Crabbe, pay attention to your tone of voice to the senior." Osman said grimly.

Because of Umbridge's unfair treatment, Ottoman only needs to clean the bathroom in the Slytherin lounge. The workload is very small, but it always needs to be cleaned.

Osman manipulated the mop casually on the ground and was ready to finish, but Crabbe, a big stupid man, came in with wet boots.

This made Osman very angry, and what made him even more angry was that under his own reprimand, this stupid big man dared to talk back.

Crabbe snorted and laughed, and then said bitterly: "This is what you should do. Don't tell me you can't come in after you clean up?"

Osman's eyes immediately darkened: "Do you need me to teach you what is polite, boy?"

The quarrel between the two attracted the attention of many people, but they just lazily leaned against the wall of the corridor to watch the show.

This is probably the characteristic of Slytherin. If one of the two quarreling does not belong to the Snake Court, then they will immediately form a group to help their own people.

But if both of them belong to the Snake Court, then let them go—Slytherin worships the strong more.

When the two were in a stalemate, Malfoy led a large group of people over.

Osman turned his head and saw Malfoy. Since the other party sponsored the Slytherin Quidditch team with a Nimbus 2001 for each player last year, the whole team followed suit.

Knowing that Crabbe is Malfoy's younger brother, Osman had no choice but to turn around and leave with a cold snort. He didn't want to conflict with so many people.

However, Malfoy stopped him from behind.

"Hey Osman."

Osman turned his head away, he forced a smile: "Good evening."

The Malfoy family has a great career, and because of their financial ability, they are also quite prestigious in the academy. This is not someone he wants to provoke directly.

To his surprise, Malfoy called Crabbe over again.

"Vincent (Crabbe's name), come here, don't be stupid, and apologize to Osman."

Crabbe reluctantly shifted his plump body and apologized to Osman under Malfoy's stern gaze.

"Crabbe is just straight-minded, Osman, don't argue with him." Although the tone was still as arrogant as ever, Malfoy's attitude was still friendly.

This made Osman a little surprised, but since the other party gave him face first, he naturally wanted to return the gift.

"Of course, I won't take it to heart, Draco." He called out Malfoy's name.

"That's good, at this time, we Slytherins should be more united, shouldn't we?" Malfoy said.

"You are right."

A few words of flattery to each other, Malfoy approached Osman again and whispered: "Dude, do you know what is the most important thing now?"

"What?"

Malfoy showed a greedy smile: "Remember what Umbridge said? She will select members from among the students to form a special operations investigation team... This is a good opportunity for us Slytherins to gain more rights..."

"Then what's the use of looking for me..." Osman stopped talking halfway, and he thought of the key point.

Malfoy helped him and continued: "Hey, buddy, we all know that she will definitely choose you as a team member first... She wants to buy the hearts of our Slytherins to help her deal with those disobedient mudbloods."

Of course, as a typical person, I may be the first to be selected... Thinking of this, Osman, who has not really obtained the privilege, has a lot of arrogance in his tone.

"Who knows, but it is indeed possible."

Malfoy smiled: "At that time, I hope you can do me a favor, just mention my name inadvertently..."

Osman sneered in his heart, and he knew that Malfoy would not put down his airs for no reason. Sure enough, he had already planned to seek privileges.

But he still showed a troubled expression on his face: "Draco, there is no clue about this matter, and even if I am selected, I'm afraid..."

Malfoy raised his head proudly: "You will graduate in two more years, and then I will ask my father to help you write a letter of recommendation to the Ministry—no matter what position you are seeking."

Osman's eyes lit up, the promise of the Malfoy family is still very important.

He laughed immediately: "Leave it to me."

"Then wait for your news."

After all this was done, Malfoy directed Crabbe again: "Clean up the water stains you left."

"Hey, Draco..." Crabbe looked reluctantly at Malfoy.

But under Malfoy's gaze, Crabbe went to get the mop obediently, and gave Osman a fierce look before leaving.

Osman sneered in his heart, I didn't sue secretly, but your boss wanted to buy my heart.

But...he secretly glanced at Malfoy.

Malfoy's small group is actually a very good choice. As far as he knows, because Crabbe and Goyle climbed into Malfoy's lap, the status of their fathers in the ministry has improved.

If I can gain Malfoy's trust...

Thinking of this, Osman sneered in his heart, and it's not impossible to replace that stupid big guy like Crabbe...

At night, Osman was about to fall asleep, but when he reached into the quilt, he suddenly touched something wet and sticky.

He opened the quilt with a scream, and there was a **** dead mouse in the center of the sheet!

"Who did it?!" Osman, who was slightly obsessed with cleanliness, felt that he was going crazy.

But even though half of the lounge was woken up, the culprit was still not found.

Osman finally washed his hands ten times and curled up on the sofa in front of the campfire for the night.

The next day, when he got up with a tired body, he found that his hair had been turned pure green by the magic hair dye at some point.

"Who did it?!"

The Slytherin students who came around showed mocking smiles, Osman stared at everyone, and then found that Crabbe, who had been following Malfoy, did not appear.

After a while, Crabbe dozed off and came out. He saw Osman and gave him another stern look.

Asshole... Osman really wanted to go over and question the other party directly, but Crabbe stuck to Malfoy as soon as he came.

He took a deep breath and suppressed his anger abruptly.

I need evidence. As long as I have evidence, I can kick that stupid guy Crabbe away and take his place...

Osman thought.

Life at Hogwarts is still going on under Umbridge's high-handed management.

After the afternoon class, Malfoy found Sean again.

"I did it according to the method you gave, and now Osman has begun to suspect Crabbe."

Sean snapped his fingers: "Very well, Draco, remember, as long as Osman has no evidence, you still have to speak for Crabbe, but gradually, you have to show your distrust. Of course, you can only show it when facing Osman."

Malfoy nodded, and then asked: "Then what should I do at other times?"

Sean smiled mysteriously: "Use your strengths."

"Strengths?"

"Tell a story."

"Huh?" Malfoy looked confused.

Shawn leaned over and said in a low voice: "You need to build up your reputation. Then, some stories containing secrets that ordinary people cannot know can not only increase your sense of mystery, but also increase your reputation...Come here and tell you a little secret."

Malfoy leaned over curiously, and his eyes widened after a while.

His expression kept changing, from time to time he was surprised and excited, as if he had heard many big secrets.

After a while, Sean patted him on the shoulder: "Process it. Anyway, you should have been to some mysterious castle or something. First, use these stories to attract people's attention. When the time is right, I will give you some little help. After that, you can start screening members to build a team. Think about it, my friend, with the entire Slytherin house, how powerful is your team?"

Malfoy took a deep breath, his face was flushed, and he seemed to have seen a wonderful future.

That night, in the Slytherin common room, Malfoy was surrounded by everyone.

He just told a story about encountering a cat leopard, a xxxxx dangerous magical animal in the Appalachian Mountains. At the end of the story, he awakened himself hypnotized by the cat leopard with a pre-arranged spell, and finally escaped in a thrilling manner.

Some people didn't quite believe it: "Draco, are you bragging, a xxxxx dangerous magical animal, it would take dozens or even hundreds of adult wizards to deal with it, and I heard Professor Scamander say in class that cats and leopards are very rare now, you can see them once when you travel?"

Draco looked disgusted: "Believe it or not, at least I have seen such a magical creature with my own eyes. This is an experience that I can remember all my life, but you will never see it."

Another student chimed in and said: "My hometown is in North America, and the scene described by Draco is indeed unique to the Appalachian Mountains."

This student is indeed not a native of the UK. With what he said, the scene described by Malfoy became more believable~IndoMTL.com~ Seeing more and more people gathered around, Malfoy decided to release the big killer that Sean gave him.

"Hmph, what are cats and leopards? I also know about Slytherin's chamber of secrets."

"Go ahead, Draco, the Chamber of Secrets has long been sealed by Dumbledore, and no one has seen the Chamber of Secrets except him." Someone immediately retorted.

Malfoy didn't even look him in the eye, he snorted coldly: "Do you think the heritage of the Malfoy family for so many years doesn't exist?"

The other students looked at each other in blank dismay, Malfoy's words were true, his family was indeed very powerful.

"Then last year when the basilisk came out of the secret room, why didn't you report the location of the secret room to the professors?" someone asked.

"Idiot, Slytherin put the Basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets. He naturally has his own intentions. How could I interfere with him?"

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