Chapter 1266

"About to be brought to justice?"

Fan Lin smiled self-deprecatingly. Harry Potter was just in the same elevator with Umbridge. It was possible that the two would have a close interaction. This was really ironic. However, the person Harry played was obviously the one with the highest status among them.

Death Eaters? Or something else?

It is certain that there is no trace of a vampire in the entire Ministry of Magic.

Even if vampires are also considered their colleagues, what are Death Eaters? A bunch of uninhibited groups that rely entirely on force and fear to gather.

It is not uncommon for someone who meets at the meeting today to be killed by someone who is also sitting in the chair tomorrow.

But vampires are different. The orthodox vampires have a sense of class from top to bottom that has continued for centuries. The high-level vampires have absolute leadership over the low-level ones.

Of course, it may not be appropriate to use unity, but it is certain that to the outside world, vampires are absolutely a solid block.

At least, compared to Death Eaters, this is the case.

Tom is indeed a qualified leader. Fanlin is not, Harry is not, only Dumbledore can compare, but that was Tom in the past, the boy called Tom Riddle.

Death Eaters give Fanlin the feeling of raising poison, a law of survival of the fittest. Naturally, Voldemort, as the master, will definitely not participate in it, and the previous representative, Lucius Malfoy, has completely lost his prestige. Bellatrix is ​​a pure lunatic, and the werewolf Greyback died suddenly. Now the only ones who can show off are Alex and Snape.

Of course, Fanlin is very happy to see Voldemort hand over the Death Eater group to Snape alone, but the problem is that he chose Alex again.

Is Voldemort too confident? For the scattered soldiers he created?

Fanlin flipped through Umbridge's office carelessly. The noise outside continued. Those little things were very interesting, at least they could entangle others for a while.

Fanlin looked at other things in the room.

Umbridge didn't have any core secrets about the Ministry of Magic.

It was nothing more than some things about the Daily Prophet, and it was confirmed that Umbridge was also very enthusiastic about the Muggle investigation.

Fanlin looked at it, and suddenly a very interesting message made Fanlin read it carefully. It was a note in a drawer. Before that, Fanlin had removed all the magic that Umbridge had cast on the cabinet.

Of course, after having experienced it once, Fanlin would naturally not make the mistake of being tipped off by the mural again.

This should be Umbridge's private notes, and the person who recorded it was very interesting.

Alex pulled out people to launch a new round of investigation on the morning of the 1st, but the result was still a failure.

Fanlin looked at Umbridge's notes, and this woman did not disappoint him at all.

Since Fudge was still the Minister, Umbridge had recorded every thing that she thought was worth noting in great detail. Before that, Fanlin saw Umbridge's dissatisfaction with Fudge, and her hatred for Harry Potter and him?

Maybe it was something about the Centaur tribe. In any case, it was enough for Umbridge to remember for a lifetime.

People like this usually live a long time, don't they? However, it is certain that Umbridge wanted Alex's position very much. She was the deputy minister from the time of Fudge, then Scrimgeour, and then Alex again...

Fan Lin thought that the changes of several people, according to the normal rules, a minister resigned, if the deputy minister chose to move forward, then there was a high probability that this position would be his.

However, in just a few years, there were three changes, three completely different people, and the same thing, Umbridge still sat in the position she sat at the beginning.

This really made Umbridge wait very hard!

Fan Lin put the diary down and continued to search, and soon, a familiar face jumped into his eyes.

It must be admitted that Dumbledore's influence on the wizarding world is extremely far-reaching, and to be more specific, no matter where you are, if you are willing to find him, you can always find him.

Fan Lin took the book, which was very luxurious. The cover directly used Dumbledore's dynamic photo, just like the one in the principal's office.

Rita Skeeter, "Wise Man or Fool?"

"Or, Genius or Madman?" Van Lin added silently.

He flipped through the pages and saw a photo that filled the entire page, showing two young men with their arms around each other's shoulders and laughing.

Dumbledore's silver hair is now elbow-length, but at that time he only had a few sparse and soft beards, which reminded people of the things on Clark's lips that once disgusted Ron.

The boy standing next to Dumbledore and laughing silently had a happy and excited expression on his face, and his golden hair was curled on his shoulders. Van Lin didn't recognize who it was, but it might be Dogo, after all, Rita got a lot of information from Dogo's interview.

However, before he had time to check the description of the photo, Umbridge's office door suddenly opened.

If Thickness hadn't looked back when he came in, Van Lin would never have had time to use the Disillusionment Charm.

In fact, he thought Thickness might have caught a glimpse of his movements, because for a moment he was motionless, staring curiously at the place where he had just disappeared.

Maybe he was convinced that what he just saw was Dumbledore picking his nose on the cover, because Fan Lin put the book back on the shelf in a panic.

Thickness finally walked over to the table, picked up his wand and pointed it at the quill in the inkwell. The quill popped out and scrawled a note to Umbridge.

At this time, Fanlin did not dare to express his anger, and slowly exited the office step by step and came to the open space outside.

The wizards who crafted the manual still huddled around the decoy bomb, its remains still making a faint whine and emitting small plumes of smoke. The young witch said, "I bet this is something the New Magic Experiment Department is doing. They are always so careless. Remember that poisonous duck last time?"

While she was talking, Fan Lin found the place where Ron disappeared and ran away quickly.

In fact, Fan Lin had been prepared to erase the memory of the entire office before this, but leaving a blank in the memory would definitely cause problems, right? Moreover, there was an Auror office hanging not far away. The sign, the Death Eaters there...

It was very real. All the familiar Aurors were outside carrying out Scrimgeour's mission, and some of them had given up on fighting.

Even Dumbledore's power has been broken up, so who can they rely on?

Two young wizards who don't know whether to live or die? Just coming of age? Even though these two young wizards have the capital to compete with adult wizards, they are not facing two people.

This is destined to require many people to fill it with their lives.

Fan Lin walked quickly. According to his previous guess, Alex's office was indeed inside, and the rich vapor couldn't hide it.

Fan Lin lifted the spell and then gently knocked on the door, but there was no response inside.

As a last resort, Fan Lin pushed open the door and saw a figure holding a wand and casting spells around him.

All kinds of spells, in short, this made Fan Lin feel very gorgeous.

"freeze!"

Fan Lin waved his hand, and a cold wave blew in from the door. The surrounding colors quickly became brighter, and the hoarfrost climbed onto the glass of the window, making a crunching and freezing sound.

Ron shuddered inside.

"Fortunately, you're here!" Ron sighed, "I was still wondering when you would arrive, it's been raining in this damn office."

Ron shook his sleeves vigorously, but it was indeed in vain, his clothes were already frozen.

"So, what did you use on them? Isn't it just leaking rain?" Fan Lin looked at Ron with some fun, and touched Ron's clothes with his wand. With a slight shake, those ice crystals fell out of Ron's clothes. It fell off, and then released a warming spell. The condensation was still very useful, although it was a little uncomfortable for Ron.

"Some uncurse spells, but it's worse than I thought." Ron said, shuddering involuntarily.

"Maybe he just has a problem with the pipeline..." Fan Lin said, "So, have you ever thought about... maybe finding the pipeline and repairing it?"

"Oh... forget it!" Ron patted his forehead with some annoyance, "I didn't think about it at all. I thought it was some kind of spell... Anyway, I found some good things, Fanlin."

"What?"

Ron said, walking in and opening a drawer.

"This was originally under a spell, but my wand seemed to have lifted it by accident." Ron said, pulling out a list.

"What is this?" Fan Lin quickly flipped through the list. The list was very long, but Fan Lin still found some familiar names from it.

"Bellatrix? Is this a list of Death Eaters?"

"I think so, Lucius Malfoy is on the second page, and there are some other things, but the paper is enchanted." Ron said quickly, "Maybe you can take a look, I think I need to work on the ceiling."

Fan Lin nodded and began to carefully observe the texture of the parchment.

There are obvious traces of magic, but these magic lines are very complicated, just like... a diary?

Fan Lin was slightly startled. Tom's diary had the magic mark belonging to Voldemort on it. He had come into contact with this thing. When he was in second grade, Fan Lin humbly asked Tom for advice for a long time.

Immediately, Fan Lin laughed. If there was nothing to gain in Umbridge's office, then Alex's office gave him enough surprises.

The wand was pointed at the center of the parchment. Visible to the naked eye, a light blue ripple spread out. In less than a second, the originally neat letters were swimming on the paper like tadpoles, arranged and integrated, as if Replaced some brand new content.

Fan Lin quietly waited for all the letters to be arranged, and then began to read carefully.

"Time, sacrifice, resurrection, arrival!"

Fan Lin was stunned. He probably extracted some keywords. The collective thought was the same as what he thought. Voldemort tried to use the God of Death to get rid of the threat of death to him. However, surprisingly, Voldemort did not choose to fuse with the God of Death himself, but planned to resurrect. it?

Below Fanlin saw a spell similar to the one used when Voldemort was resurrected, but this was different from the sacrifices used at that time. This required the death of more people to do it.

Is Voldemort crazy? So he plans to put the resurrection ceremony in the Ministry of Magic?

But the content behind is different from the above. It is a prototype magic circle arranged by words. Through the superposition of spells, Fan Lin can clearly read the meaning of the seal.

For a moment, Fan Lin was a little confused. Originally, Fan Lin thought that the god of death controlled Voldemort, but now it seems...

"So, what does this paper say?" Ron asked.

Fan Lin raised his head and looked at Ron in confusion.

"You have been staring at it for more than half an hour." Ron said.

"Oh..." Fan Lin suddenly realized that he couldn't figure out how a wizard could resurrect a god. It seems that blood sacrifice and spells all seem to meet the requirements, but shouldn't the consciousness of the god of death have been killed by them in Greece?

Voldemort was resurrected because his soul was not completely dead, and he still had six Horcruxes to support him, but the god of death...

There was also a word about time in the midterm. Voldemort could not have conveyed his intentions to Alex with only some spells and arrays. Voldemort must have other instructions for Alex.

"Maybe he wants to make some... weapons in the Ministry of Magic?"

"Weapons?"

"I don't know." Fan Lin shook his head, "I can't analyze this magic array in a short time..."

As he said, Fan Lin took out a metal plate from his pocket and pasted the whole piece of paper on it, and then the metal plate had the same pattern as the parchment.

"I need some time," Fan Lin said, "Anyway, this is indeed a huge gain. I think we may have caught something important..."

"Maybe Dumbledore would want to know?"

Fan Lin added silently in his heart that he needed to get in touch with Dumbledore and the old bat. This time was too abrupt in the resurrection ceremony. Moreover, regarding time, even the strongest time prop can only reverse a week of time, and it must strictly abide by the rules.

"Okay." Ron watched Fanlin put down the parchment scroll, "I think we need to go downstairs quickly. The poor woman is about to be tried. Maybe we should save her." (To be continued)