The draw starts from Azkaban

Chapter 282 Christmas, gifts
Snow began to fall outside the window, and heavy snowflakes fell down, which looked a little scary.

You don't need to think about it to know that this is a problem with the magic of the Ministry of Magic. After all, the Ministry of Magic is underground, and the snowflakes in London can't fall at all.

Not to mention these snowflakes, they look like snowballs.

There is also the sound of thunder mixed outside, which sounds terrible.

Ms. Bernsch sat in the office and did not speak.

She looked anxious, her hands folded, her elbows resting on the table, her mouth tightly pressed together.

She checked the time frequently, waiting for the result of the trial.

For today's trial, she, not only her, is well aware of it.

Of course everyone knows what that means.

This is the clarion call to attack the dark wizard goodwill faction in the Ministry of Magic after Scrimgeour, the director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, took office.

Ms. Burnsshire knew, and everyone thought, that Rufus Scrimgeour was her man.

Therefore, everyone would subconsciously think that Rufus Scrimgeour's big move was actually her order.

No matter what the result is, she will completely break with most of the pure blood families.

The more a family believes in the supremacy of the pure-blood family, the more it opposes the secrecy law.

This is not a secret to everyone.

Ms Burns was torn.

From an inner point of view, she is unwilling to fight against these forces.

The Minister of Magic is not as good as others seem to be.

It is an extremely dangerous position.

At least, as far as Ms. Bernsch knows, in the history of the Ministry of Magic, there have been several ministers whose deaths were unknown.

The most famous of these is Mr. Maximian Claudy.

This Minister of Magic, during his tenure, eliminated several groups of pure-blood wizards who attempted to attack Muggles and suppressed the power of pure-blood families.

Thus, this excellent minister died strangely in his own office.

There are no signs.

Even the cause of death is still unclear.

The one who received the same treatment as him was Minister Nobby Rich.

The Muggle-born minister once caused an uproar in the wizarding world because of his status. In the end, like Mr. Claudine, Mr. Rich's exit was also full of traces of conspiracy.

Due to a mysterious illness, he had to step down as Minister of Magic.

Leave sadly.

Many people pointed the spearhead of this incident at Abraxas Malfoy, who was in the limelight at the time.

The patriarch of the Malfoy family at the time, and later the father of Lucius Malfoy.

Everyone believed that Mr. Rich had a fierce collision with Malfoy before resigning from office. The Malfoy family was the number one suspect in this incident, both in terms of motivation and ability.

Unfortunately, in the end, this matter was left alone.

Ms. Bernsch almost crushed a piece of paper in her hands.

It was twelve o'clock, and two hours had passed since the trial. Ms. Bernsch stood up, took a few deep breaths of anxiety, and then walked out the door, and opened the door at the door.

Scrimgeour walked over, he was still limping, but his face was full of a special seriousness.

"How's it going?"

Ms. Burnsch took a deep breath, looked at Scrimgeour and asked.

Duvi Jones looked at the witch in front of him, opened his mouth and said, "Azkaban."

Ms. Bernsch didn't know what mood she was in.

But she knew that she had no way out.

Duvi Jones looked at her and said, "Merry Christmas, Minister, would you like a drink?"

For some reason, Scrimgeour in front of him said this sentence as if nothing had happened, but Ms. Burns breathed a sigh of relief.

"No, no, Rufus, I have work to do.

But, Merry Christmas. "

She turned around and smiled at Mr. Rufus.

Now that it has started.

Ms. Burns knew that her Christmas was not going to be easy.

……

Malfoy Manor.

Voldemort embraced Draco Malfoy enthusiastically, only Draco Malfoy, who was in the third year, looked at the situation in front of him by surprise.

For his safety, Dumbledore and Snape fiddled with his memory.

He doesn't know anything.

Because of this, Draco Malfoy didn't really know anything.

Voldemort hadn't detected anything in Draco Malfoy that he didn't like.

Shocked and terrified.

Voldemort was delighted that this was the emotion that came out of the child the moment he saw him.

Not only did he hug Draco Malfoy, but he also took his hand and walked into the hall with him.

He sat at the top, motioning for Draco Malfoy to sit on his left.

That was where Lucius Malfoy should have been.

At least when he was inside the manor, this was where his follower, the pure-blood wizard and head of the Malfoy family, Lucius Malfoy, was.

Now, he's a lowly werewolf.

This position went to his son and the only pure-blood heir, the pure-blood wizard heir of the Black family and the Malfoy family, Draco Malfoy.

He is very satisfied with the child's life experience.

He is more satisfied with the child's current status.

Draco Malfoy didn't dare to look directly at the Dark Lord, he could only secretly look around. According to his memory, in this hall, there were portraits of Malfoy's past family masters.

But now, all these portraits have disappeared.

Green and black, filled the entire hall, filled with a depressing terror.

A big snake was right in front of Draco Malfoy, looking at Draco Malfoy lazily, little Malfoy felt careful.

Some of the things he was usually proud of, and all the self-confidence he developed when he was dueling with the little wizards, all disappeared.

He feels cold.

Voldemort was still talking.

"Draco Malfoy, the master of the new generation of Malfoy Manor, my loyal servant."

Voldemort said as if reciting poetry, "Ready to take your father's place, young Malfoy?"

Hearing this, Draco Malfoy subconsciously wanted to look for his mother in the crowd.

But there is no one else here.

There are only two people here.

He, Voldemort.

Voldemort noticed Draco Malfoy's bewilderment, and he laughed, although that face didn't look suitable for smiling, which made him look like a villain who was about to murder wizards, Voldemort said as gently as possible: "Don't worry, Draco Malfoy, from today onwards, you are the new head of the Malfoy family, I heard you are not a Death Eater yet?
It doesn't matter, I will give you glory! "

As he was speaking, he suddenly grabbed Draco Malfoy's hand, and with the little Malfoy's frightened and unsure eyes, he poked his wand on the little Malfoy's arm!
(End of this chapter)