Hiding in Hogwarts as a professor

“Believe, of course I believe you.” Tver suddenly let go of Khufu’s hand, as if he disliked him again.

“Anyway, out of caution, you didn’t even brand the Dark Mark on your arm,” he patted Khufu’s arm. “Now, except for the presence of Voldemort himself, I don’t think you left any evidence, right?”

Khufu was a little confused by Tver’s operation.

It was Tver who said he was a Death Eater, but now he changed his mind…

Wait, Tver has no evidence to prove that he is a Death Eater, but after what he just said, he has no way to prove that he is not a Death Eater? !

Khufu looked at the group of Aurors he brought with him in shock and fear. The men who had obeyed his orders in the past now had some suspicions.

Dealing with Voldemort is the consensus of the Ministry of Magic of various countries, especially the European Ministry of Magic. In fact, they understand the presence of Death Eaters internally. After all, Voldemort is extremely good at deceiving people.

But on the surface, they must show an attitude of fighting against the evil forces!

Therefore, this is what Khufu has always been worried about. If he is suspected by the Ministry of Magic, his actions will be monitored or even restricted no matter what!

In other words, he may not be able to complete the task assigned to him by the Dark Lord!

But at this time, it was meaningless to continue to worry about why Tweel guessed his identity when he had only revealed his identity in front of the Dark Lord.

Thinking about this, Khufu closed his eyes and took a deep breath. After regaining his former majesty as a director, he slowly opened his stern eyes.

“Tver Foley, although I don’t know why you would slander me with things that have no evidence, I will definitely report it to the Wizards Federation.”

Tver could not help but be surprised by Khufu’s transformation, and thought that he would be able to fool Khufu if he continued this way.

Of course there is evidence, even evidence that makes Tver convinced. However, that evidence comes from Peter Pettigrew, and it is now dead and unconfirmed.

However, neither Khufu nor Voldemort expected that Peter Pettigrew would be so conscientious in sending all the information involving Voldemort to Tver.

In order to study Voldemort, and with his good memory, Tver happened to memorize all the information deeply in his mind.

Therefore, when Khufu appeared, Tver was almost certain that this incident was related to Voldemort!

“It doesn’t matter. The Wizards’ Federation welcomes any different opinions at any time. It’s not like some departments who know the law and break the law and openly retaliate against unidentified suspects.”

Tver shrugged, everyone knew that he was criticizing others.

Khufu was not annoyed either.

At first, he was indeed a little unscrupulous because no one knew his identity, but after this confrontation with Tver, he knew——

If I don’t keep my spirits up, I will definitely be picked off by the seemingly careless young man in front of me!

“You are right. The Ministry of Magic is always committed to protecting the safety of wizards. Therefore, we cannot slack off when a case like this occurs.”

He smiled grimly at the Prime Minister who was sitting at a loss.

“Mr. Prime Minister has been asking the wizards from the Federation to be present. Now that Mr. Foley is here, let him witness how the Ministry of Magic interrogates prisoners!”

“I am the Prime Minister of Greece, you are not qualified to interrogate me!” The Prime Minister stood up abruptly, the anger on his face could not cover up the panic inside.

“Sorry, in the eyes of Aurors, there are only criminals and innocent people.” Khufu waved his hand to his subordinates indifferently.

After receiving the mission, his Aurors finally remembered the mission and immediately angrily walked towards the murderer who “killed” their companions.

But before the Aurors had reached halfway, they suddenly found themselves frozen in place, unable to move.

“Strictly speaking, Mr. Prime Minister can only be a criminal suspect until there is conclusive evidence.” Tver slowly lowered the wand in his hand, stood up straight and looked at Khufu.

The truth was meaningless to him now. What Voldemort wanted to do and whether he would replicate what happened here to other areas was what he needed to explore.

The two just looked at each other tit for tat. After a while, they seemed to feel that there was no point in spending this time. Khufu took the lead to break the silence.

“You are right. Since Mr. Prime Minister is a criminal suspect, then I will take him back to the Ministry of Magic for trial. Mr. Foley will not stop us anymore, right?”

“Of course not.” Tver nodded unexpectedly, but what surprised everyone even more was what he said next.

“But by the same token, Mr. Prime Minister has just filed a lawsuit against me,” Tver said, playing with his wand playfully. “He suspected that

Someone at the Ministry of Magic deliberately framed him in this way in an attempt to damage the relationship between wizards and Muggles! ”

“In other words, Khufu, you have now become a suspect in this case!”

The Aurors suddenly found themselves able to move, but the problem was, they didn’t know which direction to go!

The corners of Khufu’s eyes twitched unconsciously, but he still shouted sternly: “You can’t slander a director just based on the words of a stupid Muggle, without evidence…”

“You have no evidence to prove that Mr. Prime Minister ordered agents to poison!”

“That agent is under the jurisdiction of the Prime Minister and even collected a lot of information on Aurors!”

“The wizards have ten thousand ways to control that agent and poison him!”

“We found no traces of magic on the agents!”

“The traces of magic can be eliminated, and as one of the suspects, the evidence you provided has no credibility!”

“The agent used cyanide, which is only used by Muggles…”

“If a wizard deliberately framed him, he would naturally choose to use poison from the Muggle world.”

“But this wizard must not know that it only takes thirty seconds for cyanide to take effect!” Feeling that the chance to make a final decision had come, Tver suddenly raised his wand and pointed it at Khufu.

“Then please explain Mr. Khufu, what happened to those five people to be able to take the poison neatly at the same time?!”

The prepared rhetoric was overturned one after another, and loopholes were even caught. Khufu’s barely maintained composure was finally broken.

He trembled his lips and said weakly: “Then ask the five people who died, how do I know this?!”

As soon as this appearance appeared, everyone present with any intelligence knew that something was wrong with Khufu.

But Tver put away his wand again, looked at him with a smile, and said softly: “You are right, then we will examine the body again tomorrow, do you agree?”

“Okay, okay!” Khufu nodded hurriedly as if grasping a life-saving straw.

“As for the trial of Mr. Prime Minister…”

“We will discuss this matter after the results come out!”

Khufu said wisely, and then turned around and strode away regardless of the group of Aurors who had already doubted him.

Seeing this, the Aurors followed belatedly. After the group left, Malvolio asked curiously: “Khufu just broke through the defense, why didn’t you take advantage of the victory and pursue it?”

Tver suppressed his smile and glanced at him thoughtfully.

“You all know that the result is very clear. If we continue to investigate, we can only reach a conclusion that we all know.”

“But the problem is, what exactly Voldemort wants to do is what we should be more concerned about…”

“Oh… So you want to continue to dig out information from Khufu,” Malvolio suddenly realized, “But if Khufu doesn’t tell us, there’s no way we can force it out, right?”

For a powerful wizard, it is necessary to protect the memory of his brain, so even if Tver uses Legilimency and Veritaserum, he may not be able to get the information he wants.

Of course, it would also be possible if torture was used to extract confessions…

“Then let him say it himself, and it just so happens that there is such a person.”

“Who?” Malvolio asked innocently.

But there was a malicious smile on Tver’s lips, which made him feel bad.

“Of course it’s Voldemort!”