Chapter 1109: Rise of the Dark Lord

A man in a black robe appeared out of nowhere. He looked up at the manor in front of him, which was filled with cold fog, and swept toward the manor like a big bat. He looked away from the Dementor guarding the gate, and passed through the thicket with a blank expression. Fog stepped into the manor.

This used to be an old Muggle manor. Before Voldemort took over the manor, most of the manor was deserted. Only a middle-aged couple was hired to live here and help with the manor, but they had "disappeared".

The black-robed man walked through the hall and walked along the passage to the living room of the manor, which was already full of silent Death Eaters.

"Severus," said a low, hoarse voice at the head of the table, "you're late."

"Sorry master."

Snape's eyes met those scarlet eyes vacantly, and he lowered his head.

"Sit down, the meeting has just begun."

Voldemort looked away from Snape and began today's important meeting.

"Lucius, you are an old friend of Cornelius Fudge, how likely do you think he will give in?" Voldemort turned his attention directly to Lucius Malfoy, as an old friend of Fudge in the past, Lucius Fudge Malfoy had more say in the Cornelius Fudge affair.

"The current Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, is a weak character. If the means are concealed enough, through coercion and inducement, or using the Imperius Curse to transform control, there is indeed a chance that Cornelius Fudge will stand on our side. "

Lucius Malfoy lowered his head lower, not daring to look directly into Voldemort's scarlet eyes.

"But it's going to be hard to get Fudge to be on our side publicly. I don't think Fudge, no matter how weak, would dare to do that unless we use the Imperius Curse to control him, but that doesn't make much sense."

"Connelly Fudge is weak, we can give Fudge a warning, put pressure on it, maybe...we can destroy a Muggle icon, or slaughter Muggles to put pressure on Fudge to yield to his master." Yack Sley glanced at Malfoy and offered his opinion.

"Although Cornelius Fudge has a weak personality, it doesn't mean he will give in. Many wizards in the current wizarding world believe that Fudge is the master's servant, and Fudge will definitely try his best to get rid of this," Lucius reminded, he and Fudge had been in contact with him the longest and knew the character and weaknesses of the weak minister well.

"We can transform Fudge," Yaxley said without hesitation.

"It doesn't make much sense to control Cornelius Fudge. He has done too many bad things in the past year. Now the entire magical world is asking Fudge to step down." Lucius Malfoy shook his head, "As far as I know , the Ministry of Magic has completely abandoned Fudge, and transforming him will only speed up the process and make the Ministry of Magic vigilant."

"They thought it was likely that Amelia Burns would take Fudge's place as the new minister, and Scrimgeour even had the Aurors strengthen their protection of Amelia Burns, and also thought that we Will do it to Amelia Burns."

None of the Death Eaters sitting here didn't hate the woman Amelia Burns.

"I don't think Amelia Burns should be made the new minister, it's not good for our infiltration of the Ministry of Magic, and she should have disappeared even before she was nominated to be the new minister." Yax Leigh was also very afraid and disgusted of Amelia Burns.

"Borns is a very old family, it's a pity they went the wrong way and chose to go against us," Voldemort said softly. "Since she has been chosen to be a stumbling block in our way, we can only kick it away. I will personally Treat her to show respect for this ancient name."

"Before we act, we need to figure out what's going on around Amelia Burns. Once the assassination fails, it will be much more difficult to kill her."

"Master, the Order of the Phoenix seems to have long ago decided that we will do something to Amelia Burns." Snape interrupted after Voldemort finished speaking, reminding him, "They sent people to strengthen the fight against Amelia very early on. Burns' protection, I suspect it's likely that Anderson did the trick, maybe he predicted Amelia Burns' death early on to give the Order of the Phoenix information."

"Albert Anderson," Voldemort said softly.

"He has a very good relationship with Dumbledore, and Dumbledore is said to have been invited as well," Snape continued.

"This Mudblood has indeed caused us a lot of trouble." Voldemort asked Snape, looking sideways. "Severus, I hope you bring us some good news."

"He'll be getting married in mid-July," Snape said.

"Mid-July?" Voldemort was not satisfied.

"He was prepared, and all the invited guests didn't know the exact time." Snape took out a silver card from the pocket of his robe and put it on the table, and explained in a low voice, "Many professors at Hogwarts have Got the invitation, but it didn't include me, and Anderson didn't trust me from the start. It was an invitation."

"Invitation?"

Everyone's eyes fell on the silver card, doubting Snape's words.

"It's an enchanted card, and it's said that at a certain point the exact time and place of the wedding will not be revealed," Snape explained to Voldemort. "Anderson was wary, and I suspect he knew about us from the beginning. Keep an eye on him."

"Master, we should arrest and torture the old woman McDougall, and we will definitely know the exact time and place." Bellatrix raised her arms and volunteered, "That old woman actually allowed her daughter to marry a muddy man. This is simply a shame for pure blood, why don't you let me come..."

"McDoug doesn't live at home, but hides somewhere. She doesn't show up anywhere except to go to work at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries every day." Snape looked a little crazy. Bellatrix, reminded softly: "Unless you plan to bring someone into the St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries to arrest someone, but I have to remind you that the other party is well prepared."

"It only takes a few minutes, and I'll be able to take that old woman McDoug from St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries." Bellatrix didn't care about Snape's words at all, but was rather eager to try, apparently not at all. Take breaking into St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and getting someone seriously.

"Although I don't want to admit it, Anderson is really a big trouble." Snape reminded him with a frown, "I taught him seven years, and I know his level very well. If you despise him because of his mud farming status, you will definitely suffer a big loss. ."

"Master," Yaxley interjected. "According to my latest information, Scrimgeour hopes to use the mudblood's prophetic powers to find us."

Voldemort fell into a brief silence, recalling certain unpleasant memories. Not long ago, the Auror took care of the old nest, and there are various signs that Scrimgeour may have found the specific location through the mudblood named Anderson.

"No matter what method is used, we must get rid of that Mudblood before he becomes a problem for us." Voldemort tossed the silver card lightly, and the card landed in front of Lucius Malfoy, "Don't let me Disappointed, Lucius, give the Mudblood a surprise for me."

"I'll get rid of that Mudblood, I promise, but..." Lucius Malfoy took the silver card and hesitated for a moment before saying, "If Dumbledore goes to that wedding too, and wants to be in his eyelids, It's not easy to kill that Mudblood down there."

Voldemort suspected that Dumbledore's previous blocking of the door was also related to the mudblood's prophecy?

His Nagini, his Horcrux.

"I don't care what means you use, get rid of that mudblood before he causes us trouble, and I allow you to mobilize all your power." The murderous aura emanating from Voldemort suffocated the other Death Eaters around him, "Dumbledore If so, I will deal with him myself."

"It's the master." Although Lucius Malfoy said this, he didn't have much confidence in his heart. He knew how difficult Albert Anderson was. He had a deep understanding of how difficult it was. One failure after another, but Voldemort's order, Lucius Malfoy could not refuse, nor did he dare to refuse.

He was caught after a failed mission last time, and he helped the captured Death Eaters escape from Azkaban prison with the door key.

Although the Dark Lord did not pursue his failure, but... Lucius Malfoy knew that Voldemort took the blame for the destruction of the Prophecy Ball because he was in charge of the whole plan, even if the failure was not his fault. problem, but Lucius still couldn't avoid having to suffer the consequences of failure.

"Warn Cornelius Fudge first, and if he doesn't want to side with us, then teach those hypocrites a hard lesson." Voldemort made the final decision, "Yaxley, I need you as soon as possible. Find out what's going on with security around Amelia Burns. Lucius, you'll take care of that Mudblood, Severus, I need you to keep monitoring Dumbledore and give us more of the Order of the Phoenix information.”

"Yes, Master!"

"Master, I have found Ingor Karkaroff." Yaxley said after Voldemort finished his important affairs, "The traitor is hiding in a seaside hut somewhere in the north."

"Very good, very good, I will personally execute the traitor." Voldemort's scarlet eyes flashed dangerously.

He, Voldemort, wants to kill now.

...

The next day, Cornelius Fudge returned to the office under the strange eyes of everyone. Since the news of Voldemort's resurrection spread, his situation has gotten worse. Whether it is the original party or the former political enemy, they are all working together. Trying to kick him off the stage.

Sometimes Fudge wonders if he should quit his job.

But he was very worried that he would be thrown into Azkaban prison as soon as he left his job.

Even if you really want to leave early, you must say hello to the next minister, and Fudge believes that his years of ministerial experience can also help the new minister.

The idea is beautiful.

But the next minister is likely to be Amelia Burns.

That was a serious, brave, fair lady.

Fudge really wasn't sure to convince the other party.

There was a quick knock on the door outside the office.

Fudge's right-hand assistant, Arthur Weiss, hurried into the office and reported breathlessly, "Minister, the Brockdale Bridge has collapsed, and the Brockdale Bridge has collapsed by You-Know-Who."

"Finally...has it begun?"

Fudge's body trembled slightly. Ever since Voldemort's return, he had expected such a day, but he didn't expect it to be so early.

"Connelly Fudge, now I'm talking to you directly."

Just then, a high-pitched, grim voice echoed through the walls and floor, and Voldemort's voice could be heard by the entire Ministry of Magic employees, who thought Voldemort was now at the Ministry.

"Throw away your hypocrisy and stand with me and I will keep you as minister, if you don't want to stand with me, there will be a lot of muggles dying because of you, that bridge is just a warn."

Fudge's face was extremely pale, and Voldemort's words just now drove him to a desperate situation.

"Minister, are you all right?" Percy quickly reached out to support Fudge, who was crumbling, and glanced at the chaotic Ministry of Magic.

"I'm all right, all right," said Fudge weakly. His mind is blank now, and he doesn't know what to do.

"Hold a press conference." Amelia Burns came over, looked at the weak Fudge, frowned slightly and reminded, "Now, it must be clarified immediately."

"Yes, yes, this matter must be clarified immediately." Fudge nodded quickly and said, "Wes, please."

"Leave it to me, Minister."

"Are you all right?" Burns asked.

"Maybe, I should resign myself." Fudge's face was bitter, and he knew very well that he was screwed, and it was useless to express his position immediately, unless he surrendered to Voldemort, no, even if he surrendered, he could not continue to be Minister of Magic.

Borns looked at Fudge and fell into a brief silence. She knew what Fudge wanted to say, but she didn't know how to clean up the mess Fudge had left behind.

"Everyone should have heard that we are being challenged like never before." Fudge came to the hall and said to all the employees of the Ministry of Magic, "Since the resurrection of You-Knowledge, I expected this bad day to come, but I will not Because of that, the Ministry of Magic would not succumb to threats like that..."

Fudge's speech was indeed aloof.

"Minister, what are you going to do in response."

"Minister~www.NovelMTL.com~When are you leaving."

"Minister, Minister..."

"When everyone elects the next minister, I will resign immediately." Fudge's face was bitter, he knew that he had to give an explanation today.

The entire wizarding world has been clamoring for his resignation for a long time.

If a lot of Muggles were slaughtered because of him... Fudge just couldn't think about it, maybe he should have resigned sooner and left this mess to someone else.

"First Evolution"

With the promise of Fudge's willingness to leave, the employees of the Ministry of Magic couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and they all hoped that the new minister could lead everyone through the current crisis.

However, they think too much.

Even Dumbledore can't solve the current problem, let alone the Ministry of Magic, who likes to intrigue. In their eyes, their own interests are the most important.