Chapter 1065: Stinky rat, I finally caught you!

Voldemort has always been pursuing eternal life, which is his ultimate goal.

Since he was a child, he believed that he was not an ordinary person. He discriminated against Muggles and wanted to eliminate all Muggle-born wizards. This was his long-term goal.

14 years ago, the appearance of the prophecy gave him a short-term goal, which was to kill the enemy in the prophecy, the savior Harry Potter.

In order to achieve these three goals, ruling the world through magical power becomes the fourth goal.

It's not surprising that he would target the British Ministry of Magic, with August Rookwood in the past and a Death Eater disguised as Ludo Bagman now.

Once the Order of the Phoenix terminates its operations tonight, I'm afraid more spies will be planted in the Ministry of Magic.

If the worst happens, the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, may be controlled by the Imperius Curse or even replaced directly.

At that time, any individual or organization that opposed Voldemort would be accused of being anti-magical government.

Moody paused and looked at Dumbledore, "Albus, my advice is that we cannot let this go. We must continue with tonight's operation."

Not only Jorkins who is suspected to be possessed by Voldemort, but also the Death Eater disguised as Bagman cannot be spared.

The hideous scar on his face was slightly tightened, and his intact right eye flashed with a sharp light, able to see through every move of the enemy.

"Our action is a warning to them that they are being targeted and will deter them from acting recklessly again."

Dumbledore turned and stared at Vincent and Hermione on the projection screen. He could see firm determination in their eyes.

"Alastor, please protect these two children."

Moody nodded solemnly, "Then I'll leave this to you, Albus, Sirius."

He raised his cane, and his entire body was sucked into the black and white vortex of Apparition.

A few seconds later, his figure appeared on the path leading to Hogsmeade.

"Professor Moody!" Vincent ended the call and ran over with Hermione.

Moody first glanced at the attire of the two men.

Sportswear and running shoes, perfect for combat.

He nodded secretly, "Bagman lives in the Ardnamur magical enclave in Scotland. This place is the staff dormitory of the Ministry of Magic. We must be careful of the other side taking hostages."

Bagman chose to live in the dormitory, probably because he was afraid that his creditors would come to him.

"Stay alert." Moody raised his cane, "Follow the trail I left."

He was once again sucked into the black and white vortex of Apparition, with Vincent following close behind, and together with Hermione they materialized to the shores of Loch Ness in the Great Glen of northern Scotland.

Moody stood in front of a hidden cave on the cliff that was cast with a Muggle-Repelling Charm and waved the two men over.

Inside the cave is a long corridor with an independent security booth in the middle, where there should be staff on duty.

Moody pointed at the security booth, then at the feet of the two men, then tapped his chest with his cane and slowly disappeared into the air.

This is the staff dormitory of the Ministry of Magic, and there are many defensive measures that can be felt at close range.

But for the legendary Auror, all this is meaningless.

A few minutes later, the security booth lit up red and Moody slowly walked out.

Seeing this, Vincent and Hermione hurried forward and followed closely. When passing by the security booth, they curiously took a look at the situation inside.

There were two Ministry of Magic staff on duty. They were lying on the coffee table as if they were asleep, and a magic projection next to them was playing the latest episode of "The Gryffindor Saga".

No wonder he was knocked down directly. He actually dared to neglect his duties.

But then again, it's already three in the morning, so it doesn't seem like there's anything wrong with watching some drama to relieve some fatigue.

As workers, they can only blame their bad luck.

There was a wooden door at the end of the long corridor. Moody raised his cane and waved it gently before opening the door.

There was a large space inside, which was decorated fairly well. It was connected by a series of passages, which apparently led to the dormitories where the Ministry of Magic staff lived.

Moody stopped in front of the second aisle on the left, his head lowered, as if he was recalling something.

He suddenly took a few steps to the right, then two steps to the left.

"I hope I remember correctly..." He murmured softly, then turned around and motioned for the two to follow.

The passage was sloping downwards and was not very spacious inside, barely enough for two people to walk side by side. There were doors on both sides of the wall, and names were written on the houseplates.

The Ministry of Magic chose to transform the natural caves on the shore of Loch Ness into staff dormitories. This not only saved time, effort and worry, but more importantly, it saved a large amount of gold Galleons.

The passage was not long, and the three of them soon reached the end.

Moody put his index finger upright to his lips, silencing him.

Then he pointed to the door on the left that had no name on it and used his magic eyes to carefully observe what was going on inside.

Bagman was quite cautious. He was still uneasy even after moving into the Ministry of Magic's staff quarters. It was really watertight.

Such a cautious person has failed. It seems that the Death Eaters have been targeting him for a long time.

Moody's expression suddenly turned cold and he raised two fingers to indicate that there were two people in the room.

Hermione clutched her wand tightly, staring at the door.

No matter who the second person is, you have to knock him down first.

She nodded, signaling to Moody that she was ready.

Moody turned his head and looked at Vincent who was waiting quietly, his left magic eye fixed on the room.

He swung his cane gently, and two red lights shot out quickly before the door was fully opened.

The first one hit him solidly, but the second one bounced back strangely.

Moody's reaction was extremely quick. He bent forward nimbly and rushed into the room, not looking like he had lost a leg at all.

"who is it!"

As the sound rang out, two spells, one red and one blue, shot into the room at the same time. The figure who had just sat up on the bed rolled swiftly to the ground and was hit hard on the head by Moody's crutch.

Before the blood could flow, two spells, one red and one blue, came again.

Just as it was about to hit, a silver shield strangely appeared in front of the figure.

Vincent recognized it as defensive black magic that could reflect spells.

That night in the gym it was it that repeatedly reflected its own attacks, nearly destroying the entire staff lounge.

The double snake staff instantly turned into a long-barreled pistol, "Who is it? It's your father!"

The figure hiding behind the silver shield visibly trembled, and he poked his head out to reveal Bagman's face.

He saw two familiar ferocious snake heads emitting dazzling red light and subconsciously shrank back behind his shield.

With a dull thud, a thick red beam of light fell heavily on the shield.

The expected reflection did not occur, and the figure visibly trembled again.

"Crack—" The shield seemed unable to withstand the impact and cracks appeared.

Vincent exuded a black magical aura that had condensed into substance. "Smelly rat, I finally caught you!"

The red beam from the long-barreled pistol grew thicker, with wisps of black mixed in.

……

……