Hogwarts: I, The Strongest Dark Lord In History!

"Deputy Director Thickness, why don't you take these Aurors to maintain order and stop me as a student?"

Pierce didn't mind Lucas' sarcasm.

Didn't the other party say that he was too idle?

"Mr. Grindelwald's worry was a bit superfluous, and other colleagues had rushed to the camp at this moment.

"But I received a report that some people were causing chaos in the woods, so I brought people here to investigate.

Pierce walked up to Lucas with a sneer and said.

"Chaos?" Lucas looked puzzled.

"Did you see someone causing chaos?"

Seeing their chief looking at them, the little snakes quickly shook their heads to say no.

Pierce did not let it go.

"Mr. Grindelwald, cast the Dark Mark and cause panic among the crowd. This is for the Wizengamot trial."

"Now, please hand over your wand, we have to check whether the report is true."

Crash

There was the sound of a robe waving behind Lucas.

The little snakes raised their magic wands one after another, pointing at the few Aurors who were about to make a move.

Lucas shrugged when he saw it.

"Deputy Director Thickness, it seems that you are going to return empty-handed again this time, what a pity!"

"All fly away!"

Suddenly a spell flew from Lucas' wand.

Moderate strength only pushed Pierce a few meters away.

"Sorry, Mr. Deputy Director, if you are a lady, I would be happy to get closer to you, but unfortunately..."

Pierce's face became very ugly.

"Lucas Grindelwald, you are attacking Ministry of Magic staff!"

"Merlin's beard, I just pushed you, as the deputy director, you wouldn't be so unreasonable.

"Sharp mouth!"

Pierce drew his wand, waved 313 and cast a Stunning Charm.

Lucas started to fight back.

The two actually fought in front of everyone.

at this time.

A figure apparated again.

The opponent stood in front of Lucas and blocked Pierce's spell.

"Pine Carrow, get out of the way."

"Deputy Director Thicknesse, Mr. Minister will be here soon, he has something very important to see Mr. Grindelwald.

He had just finished speaking.

Cornelius Fudge, Minister of Magic, Apparated to the woods.

Fudge is in a state of desperation.

He didn't seem to notice that the atmosphere at the scene was weird.

"Thanks Merlin, Mr. Grindelwald, I'm glad you're all right."

Let's not talk about some cooperation between the Ministry of Magic and the Saints Group.

Just for his own dividend.

Fudge also wanted to keep Lucas safe.

When he approached from a distance, he belatedly realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Seeing Pierce, Lucas glared at each other.

Old Fried Fudge immediately understood what was going on.

He glanced carefully at the two of them.

I found Pierce's expression more ugly.

He immediately understood that Pierce suffered a loss in the confrontation just now.

Fudge felt relieved.

Then stand up to reconcile the two.

As the Minister of Magic, the first thing you have to learn is how to control your subordinates.

Of course, Lucas is not from the Ministry of Magic.

But his group of Saints was also a threat to Fudge.

Although Fudge is eating the dividends of the Saints Group.

But that didn't stop him from finding someone to restrain Lucas.

Pierce Thicknesse, the bad-tempered guy, was reserved for Lucas by Fudge.

That way Lucas' influence in the Ministry of Magic doesn't grow too quickly.

This is why Pierce, as the deputy director of the Department of Law Enforcement, was able to survive many conflicts with Fudge.

"Mr. Grindelwald, you must know that Pierce has such a temper. It's still chaotic outside. Why don't we deal with this matter after the riots end?

Fudge looked at Pierce beside him again.

I don't know what was whispered in the other party's ear.

"Hmph!" Pierce gave Lucas a hard look, and left the place with a few Aurors.

Wait until Pierce is gone.

Lucas just smiled again.

"It's really troublesome, Mr. Minister. I think you still have a lot of things to do now, so I won't bother you."

Seeing Lucas turn to leave.

Fudge hurried after him.

"Mr. Grindelwald, to be honest, I came to you for help this time."

"Help?" Lucas paused.

He waved his hand to Della Ke, motioning for everyone to rest in place.

"Mr. Minister, if you don't mind, you can talk about it in detail. If it is not too troublesome, I will be happy to help.

Lucas and Fudge came to a deserted forest.

Out of everyone's sight.

Only then did Fudge show anxiety on his face.

"Mr. Grindelwald, there are still tens of thousands of wizards staying in the forest and the stadium. I hope you can borrow some people to help maintain order."

Fudge looked at the young man in front of him, with a little pleading in his eyes.

You can see Lucas is hesitant.

He added: "Mr. Grindelwald, if you don't help, after this incident, I'm afraid I can only take the blame and resign as minister."

"You must help me. Don't worry, as long as this incident can be recovered, I will take good care of your business."

Of course Lucas didn't want Fudge to resign at this moment.

The backhand he arranged was not ready yet.

Fudge would at least have to sit in the Minister's seat until Voldemort was resurrected.

"This..."

Lucas whetted the appetite of the other party before saying: "Mr. Minister, you also know that our Saints Group has done many inappropriate things before."

"If they appear now, I'm afraid it will cause even greater panic."

Fudge doesn't care so much.

The Aurors of the Ministry of Magic have already been dispatched, but they are facing a crowd of tens of thousands of wizards.

Those people are simply a drop in the bucket. (dabi)

"Mr. Grindelwald, as long as you help me, I can give a speech and prove to the entire British magical community that the Saints Group is an excellent enterprise.

"After all, those things happened decades ago. The transformation of the Saints Group and the construction of the magic world over the years are obvious to all."

"I believe that most people in the magic world agree with me, and isn't this a good opportunity to justify the name of the Saints Group?"

Fudge didn't notice the gleam in Lucas' eyes when he said he could speak publicly.

"Well, since Mr. Minister has said so, I will definitely not refuse, but I also ask Mr. Minister to honor what he said after the incident is over."

Wait until the two come out of the woods.

Lucas looked at the Slytherin group immediately.

"Della Branch, Karen."

When the two came to the side, Lucas ordered: "Take the team back to the camp in half an hour, and I have to do something."

"Honey, what are you going to do?"

Qiu looked over with worry in his eyes.

The same goes for the other two women.

It's very dangerous outside at the moment, although Lucas is powerful.

But the three still couldn't help worrying about him.

"Don't worry, it's just to deal with some minor troubles.

Lucas looked up to the sky after speaking.

With a wave of the wand, more than a dozen Dark Marks disappeared immediately.

Looking at the sky, the only remaining Dark Mark remained.

Lucas chuckled, "This ugly mark is a bit too much of an eyesore."

Everyone could see that he was planning to destroy the Dark Mark in the sky.

I haven't had time to ask him what method he is going to use.

Lucas raised his wand again.

"The Return of the Saints!"

A silver streamer flew into the sky.

The dazzling streamer also caused a loud noise.

Whether it's the woods or the field.

The shivering wizards hiding in the corner were all attracted by the streamer.

Boom!

Streamer exploded in the middle of the Dark Mark.

Silver White's saint's mark appears in the night sky.

As for the original Dark Mark, it was naturally dispelled by the Saint Mark.

Lucas looked at the mark in the sky with satisfaction.

At the same time, he said silently in his heart: 'Voldemort, don't let me down!'

What happened in the World Cup camp.

Word soon reached Voldemort's ears.

Learned that the saint's mark appeared.

Voldemort immediately thought of the blond boy who was his equal two years ago.

"Lucas Grindelwald! Wormtail, let's go to the Crouch family. I need to find my most loyal servant.

Pettigrew tremblingly stepped forward to pick up Voldemort, and left Little Hangleton by Apparating.

Deep in the woods.

Harry asked Ron beside him, "What kind of mark is this?"

"I don't know either." Ron shook his head blankly.

He hadn't seen this mark either.

He looked at the big brother Bill who was beside him.

The other party also shook his head.

The twins explained with a smile: "This is the logo of the Saints Group, as long as it is a shop of the Saints Group, you can see this logo.

Hear the explanation of the two.

Ron lost interest in the saint's mark in an instant.

It turned out to be just a sign used by the shop.

The savior classmate had the same idea as Ron.

But at this moment, suddenly hundreds of people were running out from the depths of the woods.

These people looked panic-stricken, especially those old wizards who were getting old.

They ran and shouted, "They're back, run, they're back!"

Harry was wondering who was back.

I felt like someone tapped me on the shoulder a few times.

"Harry, look up to the sky!"

At this moment, the little wizards cried out in surprise.

Harry looked in the direction of his friend's finger.

It is found that there are many more things like Black satin in the sky.

There are probably hundreds or even thousands of densely packed.

They dance around the logo of the group of saints.

Gradually the sky was occupied by these strange silks and satins.

Immediately afterwards, a piece of satin quickly fell in front of Lucas.

Seeing the satin turn into a human, Harry knew it was a form of apparition.

And the person who appeared was no stranger to Harry.

It was the steward of the Grindelwald estate, Vita Rothier!.