This Hogwarts is not normal

Early in the morning, Lucius came to the Ministry of Magic.

Fudge's meaning was very clear. What happened this time was so bad that it would be difficult for him to deal with it.

It's just difficult, not impossible.

"Lucius, you must understand the seriousness of this matter!" Fudge pretended to be angry and slammed his hand on the table.

"If it weren't for your contribution to the ministry, you would be in the dock with Gilderoy now!"

Of course Lucius understood the seriousness of the matter.

Since the establishment of the British Ministry of Magic, almost every minister has found new ways to suck blood from these ancient pure-blood families.

He was not interested in knowing how many people were actually involved in the Ministry of Magic. He only knew that if some blood was not shed today, the Malfoy family would become the scapegoat along with Lockhart.

"Minister Fudge, since you can accept my request for a meeting in private, does that mean there is no clear evidence—"

"Lucius! Do you think we don't have any?" Fudge suddenly opened the drawer and threw a large pile of parchment in front of him.

"The evidence is all there, and the house elf in your family has been missing for a long time, right?"

Lucius opened the top parchment and his face became increasingly ugly, especially when he saw the signature.

Vincent Wayne!?

Since his son Draco entered school, this name appears in almost every letter he receives.

At first, he wanted to use the power of the school director to teach this Muggle-born a lesson.

It's just that the arch-enemy Arthur jumped out to counterattack, and Dumbledore took some blood from the students on the grounds of their quality.

He is just a little wizard with no identity and no background. The bad breath he has endured will be paid back in double proportions sooner or later.

However, after one summer vacation, he not only became Nico Flamel's apprentice, but also won the Order of Merlin and the Congressional Medal of Honor.

This identity is not easy to handle.

In line with the way of dealing with people, I will not offend others unless they offend me. Lucius specially told his son Draco.

But oh but, he suddenly saw the potential of Gwent.

Compared with the various entertainment projects for Muggles, there are still too few things in the wizarding world that can truly attract the public and be suitable for all ages.

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The threshold for Quidditch is too high, and Wizard Chess requires a lot of patience.

Best of three games, Gwent played out one card after another, is likely to become the next hit for wizards.

Ah - this is the taste of gold galleons.

Lucius was very pleased with his son Draco's vision, and at the same time very happy that Vincent was limited to the campus.

The world of magic is huge, too big for Muggle-borns to understand.

Then he received a piece of news through the grapevine.

Does the Magical Congress cooperate with Vincent?

Purchase a batch of alchemical firearms to reduce the harm of Fulakan!?

We already have a background, so what the heck!

But he is a man from the Malfoy family, and he will not change direction easily unless he is beaten to a bloody head.

"Secretary Fudge, I don't find this testimony credible."

"Of course it is credible. He will become the British Wizengamot youth representative next year. You should know what this means."

A lot of curse words ran through Lucius's mind.

To maintain an elegant image, these words can only be thought about secretly.

"It is indeed qualified." He tried hard to maintain a flawless fake smile on his face, looking past the names of a large group of students.

Dumbledore and the professors don't need to look at it, it is definitely not good for themselves.

But Snape's, you have to see it.

He is indeed a good junior, and his name is not mentioned at all in the text.

Wait—a house elf named Dobby?

Oh, it turns out that he didn't disappear, but was imprisoned in Hogwarts because he deliberately attacked a student without telling the owner's name.

A house elf will never betray his master, but once he is in the dock, there are many ways to make him tell the truth.

Stop losses in time!

"Minister Fudge, I never knew this house elf!" Lucius closed Dobby's testimony and said,

"It's just a despicable low-level creature. We don't rule out the possibility of deliberately framing it!"

"Really, Lucius?" Fudge smiled gently,

"Arthur's report on previous raids seems to have included a house elf named Dobby."

He shook his head regretfully, "Tell me, is it possible that the one that appears in your manor happens to have the same name as it?"

Not only do they have the same name, they also look exactly the same.

"I've already driven it away!" Lucius suppressed the anger in his heart.

"So, Minister Fudge, any action it takes has nothing to do with me. Everything is its arbitrary behavior after gaining freedom."

Fudge nodded slightly and took out a diary that was almost split into two halves from the drawer.

"Lucius, have you ever seen this thing?"

"No."

"you sure?"

Lucius gritted his teeth, as if he had made a lot of determination.

"I swear, I've never seen this thing in my life!"

"Very good." Fudge put the diary back into the drawer, "This belongs to the person who must not be named. It contains his soul when he was sixteen.

Although he is no longer there, the ministry unanimously believes that this dangerous thing does indeed belong to him."

What stood before Lucius was an opportunity, an opportunity to completely draw a clear line with Voldemort.

"Minister Fudge, you know me." There was no hesitation on his face.

"It's impossible for me to have anything to do with that person, let alone own anything from him."

Once upon a time, the diary was his highest honor as a Death Eater.

Who can get Voldemort's belongings?

It was Lucius Malfoy who provided massive financial resources and donated the entire manor!

If he had known that Voldemort's sixteen-year-old soul was inside, and if he had not secretly given the diary to Lockhart, he would still have the possibility of siding with him in the future.

Now he can only make a clean break with Voldemort.

"Very good, Lucius! Very good!" Fudge felt happy in his heart.

The fact that Lucius was able to make this choice showed that even this once loyal Death Eater who had obtained the diary had betrayed him.

A second-year wizard can destroy the sixteen-year-old Voldemort. What else can he do even if he is not dead?

resurrection?

Who else has the ability to help him?

Death Eaters in Azkaban?

Yes, there are also old Nott and the others.

Fudge looked at Lucius tacitly.

Both of them are very knowledgeable and know what they should do.

The Malfoy family is not only going to have a massive hemorrhage, but they are also going to set up various charitable foundations with clever names and involve all the Nott family in the bloodletting.

When the deal was done, most of the money went to the Ministry of Magic, and the rest was divided between the two of them.

According to Lucius's understanding of Fudge, let alone 30% or 30%, any chance of a fraction would have to come from Merlin.

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