Douluo: Huo Yuhao of the clone style

Chapter 296, Harley prepares to speed brush
It took Fudge a while to digest Harry's information.

Barty Crouch is currently the Director of the Department of International Magical Exchange and Cooperation at the Ministry of Magic and formerly the Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.

——The Department of Law Enforcement is responsible for many force agencies including the Auror Office, and its Director is the position second only to the Minister in the Ministry of Magic.

During his tenure, he firmly supported the fight against Voldemort and the Death Eaters, and therefore received widespread support from the people.

Hailed as the most promising candidate for Minister of Magic.

Until his son Barty Jr. was found to be a Death Eater.

Although Crouch acted selflessly by sending his only son to Azkaban, his reputation plummeted.

Not only did he lose his position as minister, he also lost his position as director of the executive department.

However, this does not mean that this person has no connections within the Ministry of Magic.

It was because of Crouch's support that the Auror Office was able to further expand its power and responsibilities, and almost become an institution semi-independent from the Ministry of Magic.

Therefore, even now, a considerable number of Aurors still stand behind Crouch.

But that would end in Fudge's hands.

The former head of the Department of Enforcement abused his power for personal gain and helped prisoners in Azkaban escape.

Once such a scandal broke out, it was enough to make wizards imagine a lot, even without them having to fan the flames.

If the Director of the Executive Department can do this after he retires, what about the current one?

And since the Auror Office is now so supportive of the former director, does that mean he has something on them?

For example, everyone has rescued people from prison in the past?
Add to that the examples of Blake and Hagrid being tortured for no reason.

The public will inevitably become dissatisfied with the Department of Enforcement and will ask the Ministry of Magic to take action.

By then, he only needs to put in a little effort to insert his own people into the Auror's office, no, neutral supervisors.

Fudge was so happy at the thought of this.

"It seems that you have realized the value of this information."

When Harry saw Fudge's smile, she realized that this minister, who valued power as his life, had already thought about how to deal with this information.

"Of course, very valuable information. Thank you Miss Potter for your help."

Fudge's old face was as bright as a chrysanthemum.

"And my permission?"

Harley asked.

"I assure you, it will be the highest level of permission."

Fudge still had a smile on his face.

"As long as Hogwarts can prove that it has the ability to control them, it can raise dragons, acromantic giant spiders, venomous sac leopards... these magical animals of XXXXX level."

In other words, as long as the proof is obtained, Hogwarts, which has Dumbledore, the most powerful wizard in the world, can support anything.

And it's still fair and aboveboard.

"very good."

Harley was pleased with this.

"Then I'll give you some details."

"Please tell me."

Fudge was so humble that he looked like Harry's servant.

"In Hagrid's case, the ghost of the victim is in the academy, Moaning Myrtle."

In order to prevent the Ministry of Magic from making a mistake, Harry began to provide Fudge with more detailed information.

"If you ask her about her death, you'll get a pair of giant yellow eyes."

That is the eyes of the basilisk in the original book that can kill people with just a glance.

"And what Hagrid raised was a little spider with the bloodline of an Acromantula."

In fact, it was the Acromantula itself, which was at the same danger level as the Fire Dragon, but now...

"Well, this evidence undoubtedly reveals to us the mistake made by the Ministry of Magic fifty years ago."

Fudge said seriously.

"No one would think that a spider could have yellow eyes, would you, Kingsley?"

"Yes, Minister."

Kingsley echoed.

"Oh, poor Hagrid, he actually lost his wand because of a normal pet like a spider."

Fudge took out his handkerchief and pretended to wipe his nose.

"We must give Hagrid justice."

"of course."

Kingsley followed suit.

"So about the Crouch case."

Harry looked at Fudge speechlessly as he instantly returned to his serious state.

"After Barty was killed, Crouch used the Dementia Curse to control him and arranged for a house-elf to take care of him."

As soon as the word "Dementia Curse" came out, Fudge's face showed two points more excitement.

"Meanwhile, Barty Jr. has been trying to escape Crouch's grasp and try to find the man."

Strictly speaking, it was Voldemort and Peter who found him later.

But little Batty has indeed been resisting his father's control.

"So, if you want to capture them, first, you must be prepared for anti-Apparition, and second, you must be careful not to put too much pressure on Crouch to prevent the Dementia Curse from failing."

Harry admonished Fudge.

She always felt that if she let this guy do it on his own, he would cause some trouble again.

"It's a bit troublesome, but I believe our dedicated Aurors will handle it."

Fudge was thinking about what to do next.

Perhaps we should arrest Barty Jr. first, and then deal with the Auror office.

But this might cause him to lose considerable profits. However, if he communicates with the director of the Execution Department in advance, he should be able to make up for it.

"Then I won't send you two off?"

Harley directly expressed her intention to send the guest away.

"...Farewell."

Fudge was still a little unresponsive, but he still spoke subconsciously.

Later, after realizing that Harry was really seeing off the guests, he left with Kingsley.

"Hope everything goes well."

After the two left, Harley made a wish using self-suggestion.

The scale of luck consumption is very small, probably about the same as making a wish and picking up 5,000 yuan.

This means that the plan is very complete and only needs a little bit of push.

So, was the problem with the previous plan not with Batistuta?
Harley reflected on the current situation.

Apart from Voldemort himself who possessed Quirrell, Peter Pettigrew and Barty Jr. were the only two problem points.

Peter has to stick with Voldemort until the end due to historical reasons; while Barty Jr. is a die-hard supporter of Voldemort.

In the original book, these two people were responsible for Voldemort's revival.

Now, Peter is in the custody of the Ministry of Magic, and he still has magic cast by Dumbledore himself.

Thinking of escaping by transforming into an Animagus is just a dream.

As for Little Batty, there is no problem with the arrest plan.

Then the only problem is the main soul of Voldemort that is possessed.

Suppose, when he turned Voldemort's soul fragments into servants, the main soul also gained benefits and warnings through this connection.

Not only the main soul itself, but other Horcruxes also awakened from their slumber.

If that was the case, six Voldemorts with the power of servants might really be able to tangle with her for seven years.

"Looks like we have to revise our plans."

Harry's original plan was to transform the fragment of Voldemort's soul in himself into a Servant.

Then use this completely obedient almighty wizard to obtain the remaining Horcruxes.

After all, there are currently two Horcruxes that are more difficult to deal with:
One Horcrux is in Gringotts, protected by goblins; the other is in Gaunt's house, not only is its location unclear, but it has also been heavily enchanted by Voldemort himself.

Even the one at Malfoy's was somewhat difficult.

At this time, it is obviously most appropriate to use Voldemort's servants to obtain the Horcruxes.

However, for the stability of the plan, Harry now decided to take away all the Horcruxes first, then take down Quirrell, and finally transform him into a Servant.

"Then we can only call the principal." Harry sighed slightly.

Unexpectedly, after going around in circles, I finally ended up back with Old Deng.

But for the sake of my stable college life in the next six years, I have no choice but to do this.

Harry estimated the progress of his current research.

If she abandons some of the fantastic ideas that come later, she might be able to forcibly turn Voldemort into a servant.

In other words, if, although it is unlikely, she had a falling out with the principal, she would have the power to resist.

——There are seven Voldemorts. Even if the magic level of six of them would be greatly reduced, they should not lose if they gang up on the headmaster, right?
So, without further ado, start taking action now.

Harley made the decision.

Five minutes later, Harley found the principal.

"Principal Dumbledore, I need your help."

"You say, Harry."

Dumbledore smiled graciously.

"For some special reasons, I know the number and location of his Horcruxes."

Harley said straight to the point.

When Harry said the word "Horcrux", Dumbledore's expression changed visibly for a moment.

"Harley, how do you know this?"

He asked with a little more seriousness.

Even he only has some related guesses now, and Harry shouldn't know about it.

"I'm different from ordinary people. I can see something else, including some fragments of the future."

Harry said in a mysterious voice.

Anyway, there are so many people who can predict the future in this world, so it’s no big deal for her to impersonate one.

"Also, when you're in the same room with someone for a long time, you learn a little bit about that person."

As if feeling that her identity as a prophet was not powerful enough, Harry knocked his head.

She was hinting to the headmaster that she was also one of the Horcruxes, the kind that could sense fragments of Voldemort's soul.

And Dumbledore obviously got the hint.

"..."

The principal opened his mouth but no words came out.

His worst guess came true.

From the day Harry was sorted into Slytherin, Dumbledore, in addition to being worried about Harry herself, had another vague suspicion.

That is, Harry is a Horcrux created accidentally by Voldemort.

Harry was sorted into Slytherin entirely because of Voldemort's influence.

Now this speculation has come true.

This means that in order to completely kill Voldemort, Harry himself must die once.

Otherwise, with the support of her Horcrux, Voldemort would have been able to survive forever.

Behind Dumbledore's moon-white glasses, a hint of sadness and sympathy subconsciously emerged.

"Don't worry, Headmaster."

Harry naturally understood what the principal was worried about.

"I don't want to die yet. Have you forgotten my talent?"

"You mean?"

Dumbledore showed a hint of surprise.

He almost forgot that Harry had this ability.

"Yes, I plan to put them all in there, and then slowly deal with my problems."

Harry applied to Dumbledore for permission to keep the Horcrux with reasonable reasons.

"Including our poor professor."

"Can your space accommodate living people?"

Dumbledore asked.

“Yes, and because there seems to be no concept of time inside, almost no one can escape after entering.”

Harry revealed to Dumbledore.

"That's a real surprise."

Dumbledore looked pleased.

"Harley, can you guarantee that you know the full amount?"

Finally, Dumbledore asked the crucial question.

The reason he didn't deal with Quirrell was because he didn't know whether Voldemort really made the Horcrux.

As for the number of Horcruxes, that is even more of a mystery.

So, Dumbledore needed to make sure that Harry could get all the Horcruxes.

This way there won't be any accidents in their actions.

"I can promise that."

Harley looked determined.

If mistakes are made using the dual methods of the original work and soul searching, then it can only be that the world is targeting you.

"Shall we go then? Or do you need to make any other preparations?"

Dumbledore asked.

"Wait, let's go deal with that professor first. He should still be in school, right?"

Harry asked.

"Of course, he's in his office, shall we go?"

Dumbledore immediately led the way, and Harry followed closely behind.

"After we deal with the professor, Principal, you can Apparate me directly."

On the way, Harry continued to emphasize the details to Dumbledore.

"I don't know if they're going to react, so we have to deal with it quickly."

"It's a race against time."

The principal nodded and became serious again after a long time.

"By the way, we have to call my godfather. We need him for our first target."

Harley suggested another one.

The headmaster waved his wand and a silver phoenix flew out, heading straight for Sirius.

Soon after, the two of them arrived outside the Defense Against the Dark Arts office.

Just as Dumbledore was about to knock on the door, Black arrived.

"Professor, what can I do for you?"

Blake finished speaking first, then noticed Harley on the side.

"We'll talk about this later. Now we need to get down to business."

Harley greeted him.

Harry's words made Blake look surprised.

And Dumbledore knocked on the office door.

With the sound of the door lock, the door opened and Quirrell wearing a scarf appeared in front of the three people.

Qi Luo looked at the strange trio of old, middle-aged and young in front of him with some surprise.

"Principal Dumbledore? What can I do for you?"

Harry slammed him into the chat group space with a dunk, along with Voldemort on the back of his head.

"Principal, let's go."

After finishing the installation, Harley immediately shouted.

Before Blake could react, the scene in front of them began to distort.

After the familiar feeling of flushing the toilet, Black found himself back in his old home, Grimmauld Place.

"What on earth are you doing?"

He made a sound of incomprehension.

(End of this chapter)