This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Lucius came to the Ministry of Magic early in the morning.

Fudge's meaning was very clear. This incident was too bad and it was difficult for him to cover it up.

It was 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 have appeared in the dock with Gilderoy now!"

Lucius certainly understood the seriousness of the matter.

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

He was not interested in knowing how many people were really invested in the Ministry of Magic. He only knew that if he didn't bleed hard today, the Malfoy family would become scapegoats together with Lockhart.

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

"Lucius! Do you think we don't have it?" Fudge pulled open the drawer and threw a large stack of parchment in front of him,

"The evidence is there, and your house-elf has been missing for a long time, right?"

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

Vincent Wayne! ?

Since his son Draco entered school, this name has appeared in almost every letter he received.

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

But his mortal enemy Arthur jumped out to counterattack, and Dumbledore sucked some blood on the grounds of student quality.

He was just a little wizard with no identity and no background. Sooner or later, he would have to pay back the anger he had endured.

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

This identity is not easy to get.

Based on the principle of not offending others if they do not offend me, Lucius specifically told his son Draco.

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

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

Quidditch has a high threshold, and wizard chess requires patience.

Three games and two wins, Gwent, which is played 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, he was very glad that Vincent was limited to the campus.

The world of magic is huge, so huge that it is not something that Muggle-borns can understand.

Then he received a piece of gossip.

Is the Magic Congress cooperating with Vincent?

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

With the background, what else can we do?

But he is a man of the Malfoy family. Unless he is beaten to a pulp, he will not easily change his direction.

"Minister Fudge, I don't think this testimony is 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 swear words floated through Lucius' mind.

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

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

Dumbledore and the professors don't need to look at it, it must be bad for him.

But Snape's, you have to look at it.

Sure enough, he is a good junior. His name is not mentioned at all between the lines.

Wait-a house elf named Dobby?

Oh, it turns out that he is not missing, but because he deliberately attacked students and didn't say the name of his master, he was eventually imprisoned in Hogwarts.

House elves will not betray their masters, but once they sit in the dock, there are ways to make them tell the truth.

Stop the loss in time!

"Minister Fudge, I have never known this house elf!" Lucius closed Dobby's testimony,

"It is just a lowly creature, and it is possible that it was deliberately framed!"

"Really, Lucius?" Fudge smiled gently,

"Arthur seems to have a house elf named Dobby in the previous report of the raid."

He shook his head regretfully, "You said that the one who appeared in your manor is likely to have the same name as it?"

Not only does it have the same name, it looks exactly the same.

"I have 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 it is free."

Fudge nodded slightly and took out a diary that was almost split in half from the drawer.

"Lucius, have you seen this thing?"

"No."

"Are you sure?"

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

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

"Very good." Fudge put the diary back into the drawer, "This is the thing of the man who must not be named. It contains his soul when he was sixteen years old.

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

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

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

"There is no way I have anything to do with that man, 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 could 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 is 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 it 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% by then, any chance of a fraction would have to come from Merlin.

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