Hiding in Hogwarts as a professor

Compared to the illusory God of Death, this blatant hostility made Tver sigh with relief.

He has actually studied the topic of death. In his previous understanding, the God of Death is more similar to the rules of this world.

Then the fact that he traveled through time itself violated the rules of the world, and it is not incomprehensible that the rules would target him.

It’s just that the concept of rules is too illusory for Tver. He can’t pierce the world to fight against the rules, right?

Therefore, this kind of hostility is like a stealth aircraft suddenly showing a breakthrough that is not a flaw, allowing Tver’s extremely sensitive radar to capture a target that can be targeted!

With a goal in hand, Natwell has nothing to worry about.

Even if I haven’t figured out what the God of Death is yet, it’s still better than the previous situation where I could only be beaten and couldn’t fight back!

However, this curtain is still too dangerous for Tweel now. He has to wait until he has gathered enough wool from Dumbledore, teachers and badges, and then brings a bunch of helpers, and then fights one on one.

“Okay, I already understand the situation here, let’s go, we should perform the last task before going to bed – target Voldemort!”

Before Cynthia could recover from Tver’s strange smile just now, she was pulled out of the death hall by him.

Tweel walked through the door familiarly, without being disturbed at all by the unnecessary precautions of the Department of Mysteries, and returned to the bright hall of the Ministry of Magic.

But at this moment, even though it was already after dusk, there was still a team of Aurors who had volunteered to work overtime, waiting for him to give orders.

Seeing the two people appear, Delis, who was standing aside and watching his men whispering, quickly came over.

“Mr. Foley, as per your request, all Aurors without assignments in the Auror Office are ready.”

Tver nodded, but looked at Delix’s face more intently for a while. He was also a little confused as to what Delix’s current state was.

It is said that Delis was controlled by Malvolio with the Imperius Curse, but the agility and agility he showed were not consistent with being under the curse;

But he did obediently follow Malvolio’s instructions, completed various tasks assigned to him well, and acted as Tweel’s controller in the Auror office.

“Is there any problem?” Delis touched his face curiously, thinking there was something on his face worthy of Mr. Welfare’s attention.

“Nothing.” Tver shook his head and turned to look at the expectant Aurors.

“Everyone, I think you already know a little about tonight’s mission…”

“Arrest the Death Eaters!” A girl with beautiful violet hair answered cheerfully. If Kingsley hadn’t pulled her, she might have been even more outrageous.

Tweel was not annoyed, but said smoothly: “What Tonks said is right, but it is only half right. We will arrest the Death Eaters this time, and then let them be rescued!”

“What?”

Not to mention Tonks, all the Aurors present screamed in surprise.

“You heard that right.” Tver knew that these Aurors would not agree to this idea so easily, so he had to convince them while protecting Malvolio’s identity.

“According to reliable information, a genius dark wizard from Greece has sneaked into the UK. He seems to have a crush on Death Eaters and plans to contact the lurking Death Eater headquarters by rescuing several arrested Death Eaters.”

“After research, we feel that even if these Death Eaters are arrested, there is no way to truly destroy Voldemort’s foundation. He can still raise a huge team of Death Eaters again, even stronger Death Eaters! ”

“So, we decided to arrange for a few undercover agents to escape from prison and return to the Death Eaters’ ranks to provide us with intelligence.”

“Until we have enough strength to defeat Voldemort!”

As soon as she finished speaking, Tonks was eager to ask her question, but this time Kingsley stopped her.

As a veteran Auror, he was quick to understand Tver’s plan.

Arresting the Death Eaters directly would only cure the symptoms but not the root cause. Even without the presence of Terver and Malvolio, it might not be possible to prevent the mysterious man from hijacking the prison again.

On the contrary, if there are undercover agents who can provide information about the Death Eaters and even the mysterious man himself, the safety of their operations will be greatly improved, and they will also be able to assist in the implementation of the plan to ultimately defeat Voldemort.

Therefore, letting go of the Death Eaters can actually bring more benefits!

After Kingsley’s explanation in a low voice, Tonks and the other Aurors also understood Tweel’s plan this time.

Seeing this, Tver nodded with satisfaction.

If it weren’t for Kingsley, it would be Dumbledore

A die-hard loyalist, he was the target of their wooing from the very beginning!

“So, this mission is mainly to facilitate our undercover agents to sneak into the Death Eaters. You do not need and cannot take too drastic measures to deal with the rebellious Death Eaters. Everything is focused on protecting your own safety!”

Although it was somewhat unfair for Tweel to give orders, most people in the Auror Office knew that his powerful strength was their greatest security guarantee for this operation.

Then naturally there will be no dissatisfaction.

…

On the other side, looking at the chaos in prison, Malvolio was in trouble.

Tweel said it was best to rescue a few seemingly stupid Death Eaters, so that even if Voldemort discovered the undercover, he could waste some time in torturing these idiots.

But the problem is, these Death Eaters are stupid!

“Hey, that hooded Auror, why are you alone and not afraid of us escaping?” Amycus Carrow sat on the dirty floor. Even as a prisoner, he still maintained a condescending attitude. Tone.

This new prison was temporarily converted into a basement. Not only did it not have strict protective magic, but even the facilities inside only had rows of beds made of stone and a simple toilet.

Of course, this is not something that these Death Eaters who don’t even have wands can break through.

“Why are you so sure I am an Auror?” Malvolio asked curiously.

“Nonsense!” Amycus rolled his eyes angrily, “Those who stay in the prison are prisoners, and those outside the prison are naturally Aurors!”

“…”

Malvolio never thought that one day he would be despised by Death Eaters…

He squinted slightly, looked at Amycus for a while, and quickly made a decision in his mind.

“Very good, the organization has decided that you will be the idiot and unlucky guy!”