Chapter 1101 Earthquake

Although it may be too much to say this, at this time Scrimgeour would rather his Aurors died because they were defeated by Voldemort, rather than fail because of a ridiculous natural disaster.

"Have the people been rescued?" Scrimgeour, who had recovered from this almost dumbfounding reality, his first reaction was still his own men, "What are the casualties? Have they been sent to St. Mungo's?"

Kingsley said seriously, "There was nothing serious about them. After all, they are all Aurors with rich experience. It was just an earthquake underground. Everyone apparated away smoothly."

Scrimgeour rubbed his temples, "Please don't continue to tell such helpless facts. Well, Voldemort was really lucky this time."

He had reasons to elaborate. If not for the earthquake, his Aurors would have been able to arrest this damn wanted dark wizard.

"Where are the others besides the Aurors?" Scrimgeour finally thought of the staff in the Ministry of Magic who were giving him such a headache.

Kingsley looked disdainful, "Of course I can't help but fawn over the new master when he takes over."

What he said was very rude. It seemed that the situation at the Ministry of Magic was really bad.

"They just listened to the mysterious man?" Sirius Black looked at Kingsley in shock, "Don't you even resist?"

Kingsley explained, "Because after the mysterious man appeared, the first thing he said was that I was looking for the escaped Minister of Magic. Now everyone knows that the Minister escaped first."

Sirius said displeasedly, "Skrimgeour is not running away, he is just ordering the Aurors to fight the mysterious man more calmly."

Kingsley scratched his cheek, "It's useless even if you tell me this kind of thing. I'm not one of those brainless guys. They want to believe in the mysterious man. They believe that the mysterious man will bring them more honors." I can't wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep because of my own affairs."

Sirius shouted dissatisfied, "It's that rhetoric again! How could they still believe the mysterious man's lies? Have they forgotten how that guy treated his subordinates after getting their support? Beat and scold him at will, live and die as he pleases , following the mysterious man, even basic survival cannot be guaranteed."

"Maybe it's because his slogans are more appealing to them." Kingsley yawned, "Sorry, I was hit by a coma spell before. Maybe, well, I'm almost at my limit."

As he said that, he fell straight down. The wizards were startled and quickly caught his limp body. After checking to make sure there was nothing wrong, they breathed a sigh of relief.

"What should we do now?" Sirius subconsciously looked at everyone, "Find other people who are ready to resist the mysterious man, and then gather together to settle the score with him?"

Scrimgeour closed his eyes and seemed to be deep in thought.

The situation at this time was very unfavorable to them.

The entire Ministry of Magic is under the control of Voldemort. If you think about it carefully, the next step for the mysterious man should be Diagon Alley. Those fat and oily shops are what Voldemort has coveted for a long time.

Not only gold Galleons, but also those weird and weird products are what Voldemort needs most.

He doesn't want to float in mid-air as a soul body. Although this can give him the flight ability that wizards dream of, the soul body cannot store much magic power. If it is not returned to the body as soon as possible, his magic power may be consumed quickly. and affects his soul.

Voldemort, who was afraid of death, considered that if he died due to an accident, then he would need to hold in his hands a prop that could resurrect him.

In the magical world, there is indeed such a coveted item. Its name is the Resurrection Stone. As the name suggests, it can resurrect the dead.

According to Voldemort's guess, this thing should be in the hands of a certain pure-blood family, but unfortunately, he couldn't find it after searching for a long time. In the end, due to a mistake, he has been in the form of a soul until now.

Soon, everyone waiting for news in Grimmauld Place received news that left them completely confused.

"The first order the mysterious man gave was to find the lost Resurrection Stone?" Scrimgeour frowned, "Is he kidding?"

As one of the Three Holy Artifacts of Death, most wizards actually believed that they did not exist. Therefore, Scrimgeour had always scorned such props that could resurrect people.

How could there be such a thing, a tool that can resurrect the dead! If it can really resurrect the dead, it should be a one-time item that disappears after being used once. After all, this kind of setting simply exceeds the upper limit of this world.

After all, it’s just an ordinary wizarding world!

"I think he probably wants to restore his body." Alice thought thoughtfully, "Is it because his soul can't release much magic?"

"That's for sure." Sirius said without hesitation, "Even the fact that the soul can attack other people is enough to surprise me. I thought that if the ghost used magic, it could only pass through the wizard's body. No. Do you think you can really use it? It's still the same as when you had a body."

It can only be said that Mr. Voldemort is a perfect protagonist template. Even if he dies, he will be different from others.

"Maybe this is something only the mysterious person can do." Alice said softly, "But there is another problem."

Sirius asked confused, "What's the problem?"

"How can he be resurrected?" Alice asked seriously, "If you want to resurrect someone, there is actually no way."

Scrimgeour stamped his cane but said nothing.

After receiving acquiescence, Alice continued, "One plan I know is black magic. After completing this ritual, the mysterious person can get a body."

Sirius asked curiously, "What's the plan?"

'Accidental donation of father's bones can regenerate your son'

Voluntary donation of your servant's flesh can restore your master's life

The blood of your enemies is forced to give to resurrect your Master. Alice muttered a long list of words and looked at Sirius, who was a little dazed, "This is the curse I know." "

Sirius shook his head, "This... even if it is black magic, there is nothing we can do about it if we study it."

Alice shook her head, "Is this the point now? Isn't the point the curse itself?"

Sirius wondered, what happened to the curse itself? Why do you look like you are facing an enemy?

"The blood of the enemy was forced to be given." Alice looked strange, "How are they going to treat Harry?"