Chapter 810 All to Defeat the Dark Lord!

"Can you find a way to make those goblins calm down? Pierce?" Ivan said thoughtfully.

If he remembered correctly, Voldemort's other Horcrux, Hufflepuff's Gold Cup, was now in Bella's vault. To be on the safe side, it would be better to take it out and destroy it as soon as possible.

"Sir Hals, goblins are different from other magical creatures. They are surprisingly united and difficult to deal with. They also run many banks and almost control the finance of all Europe. But...but I will find a way to treat them as soon as possible. It's pressure... this may take some time." Pierce wiped the cold sweat from his head and said with an embarrassed look.

Ivan shook his head helplessly, "Use your brain carefully, Pierce. From another angle, this matter is actually easy to solve."

"Don't forget, these are extraordinary times. A place as important as Gringotts must be protected by the Ministry of Magic!" Ivan reminded.

But these greedy goblins will never let the Ministry of Magic have the opportunity to interfere with Gringotts, unless there is a life or death crisis...

Pierce frowned and wanted to refute, but after careful consideration, he quickly broke through the previous thinking trap of using power to oppress others.

It doesn't matter if there is no life and death crisis, they can create one, for example, find a group of fierce Death Eaters to cause trouble and beat up those greedy goblins.

Only by making them realize their weakness will they need the help of the Ministry of Magic...

"I understand what to do, Mr. Hals." Pierce said very excitedly. As the incoming Minister of Magic, he certainly hopes to take back the financial power from the goblins.

Out of trust in Pierce's ability, Ivan did not inquire into the details of the plan. If he couldn't handle even this trivial matter and needed help from him, there would be no need for the other party to be the Minister of Magic.

"Work hard, Pierce... Oh, no, I mean Mr. Minister! Everything is to defeat the Dark Lord as soon as possible!" Ivan stood up, patted Pierce on the shoulder, then walked to the fireplace in the minister's office, grabbed He picked up a handful of floo powder and threw it out.

A faint blue fire rose up, and Ivan's figure quickly disappeared into the flames.

Pierce, who watched Ivan leave, slowly breathed a sigh of relief and slumped directly on the chair.

In order to defeat the mysterious man as soon as possible?

Are you kidding me?

It’s more like trying to take advantage of someone’s self-respect...

The Dark Lord is miserable enough...

Pierce kept complaining in his heart, picked up the communicator on the table, and gave instructions. "Let the editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet come over!"

…

The next day, early in the morning, thousands of owls carrying envelopes were seen at the Daily Prophet's station, spreading the news of the mysterious man's attack on the Ministry of Magic throughout the magical world!

All the wizards who got the newspaper were frightened by this shocking news and almost thought it was a bad Halloween joke.

After all, for more than half a year, the Daily Prophet has been telling them that the wizarding world is at peace, that the mysterious man does not exist at all, and that everything is a joke caused by Dumbledore, an old fool who mistakenly took Harry Potter's dream seriously.

After more than half a year of continuous brainwashing, this concept has long been deeply rooted in people's hearts, but today's news from the Daily Prophet has made a 180-degree reversal, suddenly telling them that everything Dumbledore said is true, mysterious People actually do exist!

Not only that, the cunning Dark Lord also raided the Ministry of Magic with a large group of Death Eaters, causing hundreds of casualties, and even killed the Minister of Magic in public?

When seeing this news, most people's first reaction was disbelief. However, the four pages of the Daily Prophet listed a large number of pictures as evidence.

The shattered statues of the wizard brothers, the dilapidated conference hall, the atrium filled with rubble and corpses... These authentic photos conveyed the emotion of despair to everyone who read the newspaper. The wizard's heart connected with the fear deep in their hearts.

Fifteen years ago, the mysterious man who made everyone in the magic world afraid to call him by his first name is really back!

…

At the same time, in Riddle Mansion, Voldemort looked at the twenty Death Eaters standing in front of him and asked angrily.

"Can anyone tell me what is going on?!"

The Death Eaters were too scared to reply and looked at the Daily Prophet placed in the center of the wooden table from time to time.

Snape was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. Voldemort did not inform him of such an important plan in advance. This was an extremely dangerous signal... Could it be that his identity as an undercover agent had been discovered?

"Master, a momentary defeat is nothing. In fact, the plan you made is perfect. If it weren't for the traitor, the Ministry of Magic would have been in your possession!" Fenrir Greyback carefully replied. .

The rest of the Death Eaters also hurriedly followed up with some compliments, and scolded Lucius Malfoy and others for cheating.

However, what they didn't expect was that Voldemort's face became more and more gloomy under the praises, and he soon couldn't bear it any longer and shouted harshly.

"That's enough, shut up!"

The noisy hall instantly became silent, and with the Dark Lord's anger, the hot Dark Mark stuck to their arms like a soldering iron. The bursts of pain made the Death Eaters feel a little resentful.

what is this? The Dark Lord just wanted to lose the battle this time, but he still wanted to take his anger out on them.

With the perception of Legilimency, Voldemort could certainly see what these people were thinking. As he became increasingly annoyed, he turned to look at Peter aside and asked sternly. "Wormtail, tell them, what was the task I assigned you yesterday?"

"Master, you...you asked me to sneak into the prison and rescue Bella and the others while Azkaban's guards are changing shifts..." Peter hesitated, his small eyes full of fear. color.

"Then what? Did you rescue the person?" Voldemort's tone became more and more severe.

"I reported to you that when I got there, Bella was gone. I thought... I thought it was the dementors who left their posts without authorization, allowing them to find a chance to escape in advance... Antoning has always been very Smart..." Peter knelt down slightly tremblingly, quickly crawled to Voldemort, and begged. "Master, I don't know, Master..."

"So not only did you fail to complete the task, but you also came back with false news, right?" Voldemort's face was twisted to the extreme. He looked at Peter coldly and waved his wand without hesitation.

"Crucio~ (Heart-cutting out the bones)"

"Ah!!" Peter curled up in pain, rolled on the ground, and shouted loudly. "Master, I don't know anything. It's Malfoy! He must have revealed our news...Master!"