Half an hour after leaving Bones' office, Voldemort had no intention of returning to the office. Instead, he went straight to the Auror office on the same floor with a piece of execution letter stamped with the seal of the Director of the Legal Enforcement Department.

Since he took over the case, of course he had to meet with the other person in charge and understand the progress of the case, but this woman still followed him closely. Even if she chose to remain silent, her mouth was like a faucet that had been unsealed.

when.

"Tom! Can you walk slowly and wait for me, the wounded man? It's almost noon. Don't go home. Let's have a meal with Director Skjelin. You tend to be alone most of the time.

The Ministry of Magic is not a good practice, and I don't want others to misunderstand you because of this."

"By the way, I apologize to you on behalf of Director Bones. I explained your abilities carefully, but I didn't expect it to become so complicated. I'm sorry, but you really didn't let me down! Tom, thank you

Not our enemy, otherwise that would be too bad."

"Can you please pay attention to me? Or do you not like me like this? Tom, I will return to the team as soon as my injury is healed. If we fight against those "Saints" again, I can also share the burden for you.

I hope you won’t reject me again.”

However, Fudge was the only one performing a one-man show from beginning to end. Regarding these boring questions, Voldemort seemed not to hear them, and he quickened his pace and arrived at the Auror office area amidst her chatter, and then reminded him, "Quiet.

Some, Miss Fudge."

Although there was only such a brief sentence, and even there was obvious impatience, Fudge was already satisfied. She just said "hmm" and closed her mouth tightly, and then secretly grabbed a corner of the hem of his robe, as if she was pregnant with spring.

The girl has a smile that cannot be hidden on her beautiful face.

There were only a few people in the Auror office at this time. After passing through these separated compartments, Voldemort stopped at the door of an independent office at the end. Just like going to Bones, he knocked on the door.

This extra woman had done this before.

Compared with Bones's obvious disdain, Skjelin's attitude was much better. While greeting Fudge, he quickly looked up and down at this employee who was currently in the limelight at the Ministry of Magic.

His eyes finally rested on the parchment in the other person's hand.

Although he was quite disgusted with relying on women to get into positions of power, after years of hard work in the Ministry of Magic, he certainly understood how to behave in the world. Therefore, Skjelin just pushed up his glasses in a disguised manner, and then stepped back to make way, "

Please come in, both of you."

Fudge, who had just stepped in, simply snatched the parchment from the man next to him and stuffed it into Skjelin, then showed his injured arm and said, "Director, starting from today, I have to go to St. Mungo's for a few days."

God, during my absence, he, Tom Winter, will take my place and handle the "Saint" case with you. This has been approved by Director Bones. You can take a look at the execution document. So I

What I mean is, it’s better to seize the time and analyze the entire case first and then make a plan based on the situation, otherwise no matter how many Aurors you send out, it won’t help.”

Such a result did not make Skjelin look surprised at all. He just read the contents on the parchment carefully and nodded, "I obey the director's instructions. Beverly, you can rest in peace and recover. I believe it will be

Being able to arrest those dark wizards who do evil, you know this is my strength."

After finishing his official tone, Skjelin immediately turned to Voldemort and stretched out his hand, "Happy cooperation, Winter. I very much agree with Beverly's proposal. Let's hurry up."

This somewhat flattering performance was seen by Voldemort. The ambitious Director of the Auror Office who eventually succeeded Cornelius Fudge in the position of Minister really inherited the good traits of hypocrisy in the Ministry of Magic. He deliberately glanced at the side of him.

Only then did Fudge shake hands with the other party, "Of course, it's my honor to work with you."

So for half the morning, Voldemort was here reviewing the case with Skjelin, discussing the next steps, and then integrating them into several plans and reporting them to Bones. Even at noon, he was just hurriedly using

Double Mirror contacted the little girl who was still waiting for him at home, told her to eat well, and then cut off the communication.

The biggest problem at present is that the entire Auror Command does not have any effective information about this mysterious organization that can be said to have emerged out of nowhere. The existing information is all obtained from attacks one after another and the confrontation last night. There is no way to collect this information.

Take effective arresting activities.

The Auror dispatch in the morning was just a superficial move by Bones, and the reason was Fudge's suspicion that members of an evil organization had infiltrated the Ministry of Magic. In order to create the illusion that the Department of Confusion and Law Enforcement was helpless, they came up with what they were discussing now.

process, that is to say, apart from the director, they are the only ones who can clearly understand the specific plan.

The Deputy Director Fogre who was originally responsible for retrialing Hope had to temporarily put it on hold due to the sudden death of the prisoner. Currently, there are still a large number of dementors leaving Azkaban en masse, which is also a very difficult problem that needs to be dealt with by relevant personnel.

This task should have been the task of Skjelin and Fudge's investigation team, but due to the seriousness of the evil organization's situation, it naturally fell on his head. Therefore, the deputy director did not have time to participate in the case discussion.

It came, but it also became a breakthrough.

Voldemort, who was "invited" to participate, only acted as a listener from the beginning. Skjelin and Fudge worked together to reorganize the whole story of the attack and some valuable details collected by the Aurors, until it was mentioned again.

A fierce battle broke out in Azkaban last night, so he asked a question slowly, "Saint? Don't you two think this name is very familiar?"

The seemingly irrelevant question raised by him suddenly reminded Skjelin of something. He glanced at Fudge, who was also puzzled, and explained with a serious expression, "49 years ago in 1945, Grindelwald was defeated. Then

This is what his followers call themselves, but the time span is too long and it is impossible for them to make a comeback."

Although Skjelin denied it, Voldemort just glanced at the other person's expression and made up his mind, and again raised his polite smile to agree.

"Indeed, for an old man who has been imprisoned in Nurmengard for half a century, the possibility of this is infinitely close to 0, but I heard that Director Skjelin has always been rigorous. Although this is almost impossible,

But the only most certain information we have at the moment is this, and we may need to trouble you to get in touch with the people guarding Grindelwald."

As a person who climbed up to this position from a small Auror, how could Skjelin endure being assigned by a person who not only had a lower position than himself, but also had very little experience? However, due to Fudge's status, he had to tactfully

Refuse.

"What you say makes sense. As an old Auror, I have dealt with these dark wizards for many years. Of course, I have also been to Nurmengard. It is as difficult to contact the outside world as Azkaban, so

I think we can start with Azkaban first."

The other party's words seemed to have been expected by Voldemort. He did not continue to refute but went on with his words.

"I didn't expect that Director Skjelin and I actually reached a consensus. To capture those dark wizards, we just need to get their traces. It's a pity that our Auror failed to seize the opportunity last night, but we will do our best for the next opportunity.

We are fully prepared. If we set up a trap in Azkaban in advance, our passivity will be broken."

Even if Skjelin had no good impression of the man in front of him, he had to admit that there was some truth in what he said, but he had seen too many people with high ambitions and low abilities who could only tell lies, especially relying on a woman, which made him uncomfortable.

The impression is even worse.

"Oh? But I don't think these cunning dark wizards will automatically walk into the trap prepared in advance, right? Besides, we can't know their purpose and plan. Maybe Azkaban will be attacked tomorrow or maybe

They will never show up again. If you arrange it in advance as you said, I have to remind you, Winter, that the essence of this matter is a disguised gamble. Can you bear this responsibility? "

It's just that it sounds a bit dumbfounding to Voldemort. It's really funny to watch this scene from God's perspective. As a so-called "undercover", he has tried his best to guide them to choose the right path, but it is obvious that he is not trusted at the moment, even

His ability has also been questioned, and it all depends on a woman

Gee, this is really unpleasant.

From his student days to the present, no one has dared to question him with such ridiculous reasons, whether as Tom Riddle or the Dark Lord, and the woman who caused this rumor is still intact in front of him, and to a certain extent, she is also

A kind of torture.

Suppressing his impatience, he explained calmly, "Maybe Director Skjelin should think about it carefully. A large number of dementors are setting foot on the British soil in an unorganized manner. I don't think Deputy Director Fogle has been able to tell them all."

Recall these dangerous creatures, otherwise another attack last night wouldn't happen, right?"

After hearing this, Fudge finally agreed with his idea, and spoke first before Skjelin might make any inappropriate remarks, "I think this method is feasible. The director's concern is justified, but Azkaban's guard strength

Weakening is what those dark wizards like to see, and they will definitely seize this opportunity. Even if they guess that we will set a trap, they will still come. After all, there are not many such opportunities."

Skjelin, who wanted to continue to refute, relaxed after meeting Fudge's eyes, "Okay, na, but in order to ensure that possible emergencies occur, corresponding solutions must be formulated and continued to be improved, and the Auror decision

We can’t all mobilize.”

Neither Voldemort nor Fudge had any objections to this, and then it was time for the Director of the Auror Office to come into play. He had already thought of a plan to build on Director Bones' seemingly impulsive order in the morning.

Adding fuel to the fire, the undercover agent hiding in the Ministry of Magic was given the illusion that the Law Enforcement Department had collapsed to lower the other party's vigilance, and he was waiting in the dark to follow and arrest him at the right time.

But obviously the disadvantage of this method is that the time required is too unstable and it is difficult to be efficient. However, for an old Auror office director, it is indeed the most conservative. It is a pity that this time there is pressure from public opinion, and the minister also attaches great importance to this incident.

With the cases happening one after another, they must seize all the time.

Of course, as far as discussions are concerned, it is normal for quarrels to arise due to biased ideas, but this time the Dark Lord did not join in. After all, there was a woman here who could not stand others saying that he was a bad person. He just silently explained all his plans.

Sort out the clues and integrate them into a logical and feasible plan in preparation for the report to Director Bones.

Hetty, who was staying in the mansion, was extremely unhappy, especially after waiting for a long time at noon without seeing the Dark Lord. Finally, the double-way mirror reacted, and all she got was a brief instruction. She even

In this short period of more than ten seconds, I heard the voice of Miss Fudge.

The more she ate this lunch, the angrier she became. Who would be happy to find out that her man was with his love rival? Even if they were talking about work, that would be very bad, right! When she recalled what had happened before, she became even more angry.

I wish I could run to the Ministry of Magic immediately, but I can only think about it.

Naturally, the end result was that she was almost full before she even finished half of her lunch. Regardless of Stork's persuasion, she threw the double-sided mirror onto the sofa in the living room and ran away with her magic wand.

Go out. From the main road to the gate of the manor, she stopped, mainly because she was tired from running and took a rest first.

Looking at the closed door, Hetty looked back at the huge courtyard and the luxurious mansion. Without thinking about it, she used a magic spell to open the door and went out. After stepping out of the door, she said seriously, "Stoke."

, take me to Diagon Alley! We will go there this noon!"

Faced with such an angry look from his mistress, Stoker certainly would not rigidly scold himself, but simply bowed very quickly, "Yes, Miss."

Then, Hetty was seen holding his arm very consciously. As he waved his wand and recited the spell accurately, a white light immediately enveloped them. At the same time, there was a slight crackling sound in the air, and the two of them disappeared in just a moment.

Already.

This is Hetty's first visit to Diagon Alley since December. Last time, she was celebrating the promotion of a certain Dark Lord, and that annoying Miss Fudge happened to be present. She didn't expect that this time it would be the same reason. She was so angry.

She couldn't stay at home any longer and wanted to come out for a change of air.

Anyway, His Highness the Dark Lord is very busy and won't be back at noon, so she will spend all his money! Let him focus on his work!

Although she thinks so, Hetty is just angry. Even if Voldemort comes back now, she will not lose her temper. After all, as Stoker said, this is an important pavement for him to win the position of minister in the future. She is not really unreasonable.

, but that Miss Fudge was too annoying! So she only dared to lose her temper when he was not around.

Moreover, Christmas was coming soon, and she had to prepare gifts. More importantly, a certain Dark Lord's birthday was right after Christmas, and she had to prepare birthday gifts, which really gave her a headache.

So in fact, not long after arriving in Diagon Alley, she was no longer so angry. Instead, she began to seriously think about what kind of gift to give. But after thinking about it for a long time, she had no clue. What did the Dark Lord not see? She wanted something special and not tacky.

It's really difficult.

With the mentality of giving it a try, Hetty turned around and asked the staff who had been following her, "Stoke, do you know what Tom likes?"

This sudden post really made Stoker a little overwhelmed. He thought about it carefully and said, "Please forgive me for being stupid. I have not been with you for a long time. I don't know much about your preferences, but I only

Be sure, sir, he likes the lady."

To say that the role of assists was probably this. Hetty was so excited when she heard it. There was no trace of anger on her smiling face, and she couldn't help but smile.
Chapter completed!