Chapter 252 Setting up a trap
"Tsk tsk, look at this Umbridge, she is truly a model of 'loyalty'. The Dark Lord will surely be very happy when he knows this."
There was a hint of coldness in Baimian's voice.
"It's rare to find such a stupid person. But if I can really make that damned Weasley fall,
She is of some use, and may even win the Dark Lord's favor."
There was disdain in Heimian's voice.
"Come on, with her intelligence, she might become a burden to us." Baimian retorted mercilessly.
"How is it, have you found anything over there?" asked Black Face.
"We only found some outdated information." Baimian was a little helpless.
Blackface cursed, "WTF, what a waste of trip."
"Okay, let's evacuate quickly. We can't be exposed now." Baimian made a prompt decision.
Then they flashed and quickly disappeared into the night.
At this moment, a flash of red light flashed in the eyes of the seemingly ordinary porcelain cat beside the table.
"So, that kitten should be the photo stone!" Blackface said in a low voice.
"That's right." Baimian responded.
"Is it worth all this trouble for such a toad?"
Blackface's head ached just thinking about the forty-seven spells.
"I don't know, but this operation was arranged by PX (Percy), so he must have his reasons."
Baimian didn't know what Percy was trying to do.
"I hope it's not in vain." Black Face muttered to himself.
On the other side, Umbridge, wearing a pink suit and exuding a sweet scent, slowly walked into the house.
She had just sat down to make a pot of sweet black tea when she heard the faint cry of a kitten in the study.
She immediately became alert, drew her wand, and turned on all the lights in the house.
Then he took out a detective alchemical tool from his body, and after a careful examination, he walked into the study.
She took off the eyes of the small porcelain cat on the table and put them in front of her forehead to look at them.
In an instant, his face changed drastically, and the wand in his hand fell to the ground in fright, making a crisp sound.
She murmured to herself, "The Dark Lord...is really back..."
What Weasley said was true, the Dark Lord had returned, and the public would know about it sooner or later.
Then Fudge will definitely be the first to be hit, his position will be in jeopardy, and the countdown to his resignation has already begun.
Then she thought of everything she had done with Fudge recently, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably.
She doesn't care whether the Dark Lord returns or not, she will lick whoever is in power.
But Percy Weasley couldn't do that, she had offended him deeply recently.
Weasley came on stage and the first person to be cleaned up was Fudge.
No, Fudge would resign without him having to clean up.
What about her?
As Fudge's most trusted subordinate, she will be the first to be eliminated.
As for repairing relations with Weasley, that was even more impossible.
Then the power she holds now will be lost.
No, she can't be without rights.
She would rather die than have power.
Umbridge looked at her half-finished document.
She modified the wording of the document to be more sharp and cruel.
She had to kill Percy Weasley before the Dark Lord was exposed.
The next morning, the document was handed to Fudge by Umbridge herself.
Fudge flipped through the thin pages and his pupils shrank.
He lowered his voice and scolded, "Alford, you are too bold."
Umbridge responded in her unique sweet voice: "Minister, this is my sincere heart to the Ministry of Magic."
Fudge stared at her for a moment, waved his wand and cast a "Vanishing Spell", and the document instantly disappeared.
"Don't have the wrong thoughts. Behind Weasley stands the Pure-Blood Society, and behind all of this is Damm."
Umbridge lowered her head and said graciously: "I know I was wrong. I was too reckless."
"Remember, this document has never existed in this world." Fudge's eyes flickered.
"However, given the heavy workload of the Department of International Magical Cooperation, the position of Deputy Minister has indeed been vacant for a long time. I will raise this matter when the time is right."
"I understand," Umbridge said. "Then, regarding your safety..."
"The recent situation is turbulent, so strengthening the guard is imperative. Please dispatch a few Dementors to strengthen the guard for me."
There was a gleam of ruthlessness in Fudge's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.
"As you wish, Minister," Umbridge replied with a broad smile.
"Oh, right? The people are not in a stable mood right now. Please submit a report to the finance department and withdraw one thousand gold galleons.
Hold an event to appease the people." Fudge added lightly.
"I'll do it right away." Umbridge responded and withdrew.
The moment she walked out of the minister's office, a hint of viciousness immediately appeared on Umbridge's face.
This time she wanted to see how Weasley could escape.
Although Fudge refused to carry out the plan, the message between the lines was clear enough.
Fudge pointed out Weasley's backer, implying that she should act cautiously and try to kill him with one strike.
Whether it was the dispatch of Dementors or the allocation of gold Galleons, it was all Fudge's tacit approval and secret support for this operation.
As to why it is not stated clearly.
It's because that old fox was afraid that the truth would be exposed and she would become a stain on Fudge.
But she has no way out now.
At the same time, Percy was also actively preparing.
It was he who arranged the secret invasion of Umbridge's residence.
He was well aware of Umbridge's desire for power.
Once Umbridge knew that the Dark Lord had returned, there was only one choice: kill him.
For this purpose, he specially borrowed ten shadow soldiers from Hephis and set up heavy defenses in his residence, waiting for Umbridge to fall into the trap.
The reason why it is so troublesome is because of his age and qualifications.
After Fudge's fall, there will be more than one person who can take over the Ministry of Magic.
Especially Rufus Scrimgeour. During the era when Voldemort was rampant, many people wanted to nominate him to the throne.
It's just that Voldemort's death was too sudden, which led to the moderates gaining the upper hand, giving Fudge the opportunity.
It can be said that Scrimgeour is now Percy's biggest rival.
Even though Percy is very active now, by that time, he might become a hindrance to others.
Therefore, he must constantly increase his chips.
Whether being attacked or injured, it will win him more sympathy and support in future competitions.
As some tabloids published news about the disappearance of many wizards.
All these missing persons are employees of the Ministry of Magic, and they would not disappear without any reason.
Therefore, suspicions about Voldemort's return grew louder and louder.
Umbridge knew that she didn't have much time left.
