Hiding in Hogwarts as a professor

The parade moved very quickly and was extremely destructive. The employees of the Ministry of Magic who encountered it did not choose to run away but chose to resist unwisely.

Tver has been thinking about all these things since he met Gabrielle.

Whether there was an ulterior motive behind it, he wasn’t sure at first.

But when this group of people appeared, he knew someone wanted to make a big news here.

Considering that the Aurors had not appeared for a long time, Tver suspected that someone was deliberately delaying time and diverting attention!

While he was thinking about it for such a short time, the Death Eaters were in agony.

The temperature of the flame javelin was not high, just a little higher than body temperature, but their shoulders and thighs were really pierced!

The heat brought by the flames and the blood spurting out from the wounds in his body made the Death Eaters somewhat unable to feel their injuries.

But the pain really surged into their brains, stimulating their nerves, and they kept making pitiful wails.

As wizards, they rarely experience such physical torture.

Of course, there is very little mental torture, they usually torture others.

But now, not only is the physical pain preventing them from moving, it is also interfering with their spell-casting movements and magic power!

However, Gabrielle had never experienced such a scene. She was so scared that she closed her eyes tightly just when she faced the death curse.

Now, hearing the screams that sounded like ghosts crying and wolf howling, she opened her eyes carefully with a little curiosity in panic.

Blue-purple flames loyally surrounded her and Mr. Foley next to her. Her hand was still on the wand and she had no time to pull it out.

But through the jubilant flames, she still saw the Death Eaters nailed to the ground.

“Mr. Foley…” She grabbed the hem of Tver’s robe in fear, her little face pressed against his arm, and her body was still trembling slightly.

“Don’t be afraid, the bad guys have been punished.” Tver touched her head comfortingly, and at the same time put away the flames around him.

But the javelins impaling the Death Eaters were still there, firmly restricting their movement and magic.

Such a big movement here could not be hidden at all. The marching team in the distance finally realized that they had been completely incited, and also realized that someone was starting to deal with them.

As a result, he quickly abandoned his companions who were fighting side by side just now, and apparated away in a panic.

Mr. Weasley also took the opportunity to lead his sons and colleagues from the Ministry of Magic to surround the demoralized team.

At this time, another group of people apparated in front of Tver.

It was Cynthia, and she seemed to be bringing her group of subordinates, because a few positions behind was the witch checking tickets in the stadium.

“Tver!” Cynthia’s eyes suddenly focused, “I thought you would be over there in the tent area!”

She trotted over quickly, not even looking at the Death Eaters on the ground.

“What happened? Why didn’t our plan go as planned?” Tver asked seriously.

Cynthia’s expression was equally serious. She glanced suspiciously at Gabriel, who looked as pitiful as a kitten next to Tver, and the group of students behind her.

In Gabri’s dissatisfied eyes, she pulled Tver to an open place and whispered.

“Malvolio and I suspect it’s Voldemort!”

“Do you still remember the bones you and Malvolio saw at Riddle Manor? Malvolio suspected that Voldemort used this method to help him temporarily accumulate strength that was no less than at his peak.”

“Then while you and Malvolio’s attention was on Nagini, you quietly ran to Barty’s house, controlled Barty, and lifted Barty’s Imperius Curse!”

“Voldemort learned about our plan tonight from Barty, so he quietly contacted those Death Eaters who were abandoned by us, and used his plan to take advantage of tonight’s parade!”

“So, they are deliberately trying to cause trouble here to attract the attention of the Ministry of Magic?” Tver guessed.

“What about Voldemort? What did he do this for?”

Cynthia glanced around and took a deep breath.

“He plans to take this opportunity to resurrect!”

Tver’s eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at Cynthia’s firm eyes in surprise.

“His goal is Harry?!”

“It’s very possible that after Malvolio realized this possibility, he took the Auror to search for Potter, but his friend said he was separated from him!”

“Now, Malvolio is already tracking Voldemort, but there is no news yet.”

Cynthia continued worriedly: “Malvolio guesses that Voldemort’s strength cannot be maintained for long, but it is still at its peak. He cannot guarantee whether he will lose.”

“Lost

He can run, but Potter can’t…”

What a plan!

Tver had to praise his opponent.

He originally planned to wait for Voldemort to be resurrected in the Goblet of Fire finals. During the resurrection process, Malvolio would fuse the Horcrux in Harry’s body, and then surpass Voldemort in one fell swoop and replace him as his true form.

Unexpectedly, Voldemort would take advantage of his plan and carry out his resurrection plan tonight.

With defense, Tver could not easily let Malvolio absorb the Horcrux.

At that time, even if he is resurrected, he will be suppressed by Voldemort’s body.

“What about Barty now? And Lucius, does he know about Voldemort’s plan?”

“Barty has recovered and is leading his men to arrest the parade. However, he found that there were no Death Eaters on the list, so he asked me to come over here to check.”

“As for Lucius, ha!” Cynthia smiled helplessly.

“Peter Pettigrew was ordered by Voldemort to capture Lucius, so taking this opportunity, Peter quietly passed on Voldemort’s plan to us.”

“But in order to protect Peter, I asked Lucius to temporarily stay in the small stone hut with the Roberts family, the camp administrator.”

It seems that things are not at their worst. The only thing to worry about now is Malvolio.

“Then I’ll leave this place to you, and I’ll go look for it…”

“call out.”

With a soft sound, Malvolio’s figure appeared in front of everyone, and the one who fainted in his arms was Harry!

“Give it to whom?” he asked curiously.

“Are you coming back now?” Tver looked at him in surprise.

“What if?” Malvolio said matter-of-factly.

“Didn’t you say that Voldemort is very strong? I thought you would be beaten and run away by him.” Tver and Cynthia quickly stepped forward to check Harry’s condition.

“Hahaha…” Malvolio grinned and shook his head with a smile.

“I was wrong. The main body only lasted for less than a minute before I knocked it back to its original shape. Now I’m probably escaping with Barty Jr. and Wormtail!”

“…”

Quiteville and Cynthia were still worried.

“However,” Malvolio’s face paused, “the main body seems to have discovered my state, and probably realized that I was competing with him for control of the main body.”

Tver was stunned.

“Your current soul power is not safe compared to his. You can’t resurrect him so quickly. You have to absorb at least half of Voldemort’s soul in Harry’s Horcrux!”

“But what’s going on with Harry now?”

“Him?” Malvolio put Harry in Turville’s arms, “He fainted from the pain.”

“…Weren’t you still unable to influence Harry before?”

“The Horcrux in Potter’s body was awakened by his true body. The connection between the two was deepened. In addition, my soul became stronger, so the impact hit him. He couldn’t bear it and fainted.”