From Azkaban To Hogwarts

Vol 6 Chapter 411: Reasonable transaction

　　 "Fun, funny, so funny, Bertha, this is so funny..."

　　 Voldemort's deep voice sounded, and the prolonged tone seemed to have lowered the lights a bit, filling the room with a depressive atmosphere.

　　 "I don't understand, Lord Dark Lord..."

　　 Bertha sat alone in front of the chair and replied in a confused voice.

　　 In front of her, she has collected all kinds of information about the local magical congress of Ifamoni during this time, from the creation to the rise of everything.

　　 "I ignored it... I thought it was just an unremarkable deserted place, a botched Hogwarts imitation..."

　　 To her surprise, the arrogant Dark Lord actually admitted his mistake.

　　 "It’s almost like a gunpowder keg-as long as we light a spark, with a bang, everything will explode."

　　 Bertha's hand moved unconsciously, letting a book that had been flipped open on its own, revealing a line of handwriting.

　　 "Look at this, Bertha... what a beautiful name."

　　 "The Puritans who specialize in hunting wizards dare to be the scavengers expelled for Kanon. The Rappaport law that was completely isolated from Muggles was abolished in 1965..."

　　 "Bertha, do you know what this means?"

　　 Before Bertha could respond, Voldemort had already said the answer to himself, "This is a pure blood heaven."

　　 The so-called patriarchal law is immutable because the interests of too many vested interests have been harmed, and the Rappaport Law, which was abolished in 65 years, has damaged the interests of how many conservatives?

　　 Even better, because of the Rappaport law that was strictly enforced after it was promulgated in 1790, if he was not so determined to investigate the blood of the wizards, then he would be easily surrounded by a group of ‘pure blood’.

　　 ‘The old dog Lucius has done a good deed...’

　　 The guy who was imprisoned in Azkaban waiting for his master's redemption could not come out to protest that the supporters here were not so pure and pure blood.

　　 Of course, this kind of thought doesn't have to be told to stupid Bertha.

Restore power, master the two'brothers' who have been waiting for you for a long time, look for new servants, and then control the magic society here, go to Azkaban to take the group of servants who are loyal to you and the group of cunning beings The guy Lucius betrayed came out...

"good, very good…"

　　 "The top of Graylock Mountain in western Massachusetts, right?"

Tom smiled contemptuously, "Stupid guys, in order to show their history, even the school address must have the courage to write in the book... Europe's three major magic schools, which one does not hide the campus? These guys... It should be the administrator of this school."

　　 "Bertha."

　　 Tom stopped talking to himself suddenly and shouted at Bertha.

　　 "The Dark Lord?"

　　 "Go for a walk to the news, those idiots are eager to prove themselves."

　　 "What's the news for a walk, Lord Dark Lord?"

　　"..."

　　 Voldemort was stunned, and finally discovered Lucius's few advantages.

"Didn’t the latest newspapers we saw say that the Triwizard Tournament is being held in Europe, so spread the news a little bit more-let everyone think that the European Ministry of Magic thinks these North American guys are second-class wizards. Even Ivamoni is a clumsy imitator and has no historical background at all."

　　 Whether it was the founder, the short history, or the branch, all of them revealed an aura that was lower than Hogwarts.

　　 Nouveau riche prefer to prove themselves. This is the case in the UK, and this is no exception—he couldn't help but think of the lady he met when he took the locket he passed home. Oh, no, it seems that she is not a nouveau riche?

　　 But that doesn't matter anymore, what's important is that he seems to be successful again this time.

　　 "Tell them that these hillbillies are not worthy of getting involved in high-end competitions like the Triwizard Tournament. Even if they go, they will only die on the field."

　　 "To be precise, many people think that the cowards here simply don't have the courage to participate."

　　 "By the way, let me recap the news that they were almost all played with by Grindelwald..."

　　 Voldemort spoke slowly, like a poisonous snake showing its slender fangs.

　　 "Yes, Lord Dark Lord...but they probably only get angry, right?"

　　 Bertha is a little unsure.

　　 "They will be angry, but they want to prove themselves more-they want to be Ivamoni rather than Hogwarts... But in order to make sure they will do that, maybe we should help a little bit more."

"For example, the local Auror secretly discovered from the baggage of the Ministry of Magic staff a report that Ivamoni was not suitable for joining the Triwizard Tournament would be different... If this tournament restarts, Europe intends to learn. If Muggle’s **** international movement expands and makes a field trip to it..."

The Triwizard Tournament is a legendary competition. These IFamoni are developing rapidly. As long as they are encouraged by such a long-established competition, they must at least send someone to tentatively negotiate, especially if the other party secretly reveals that there is a possibility of joining. in the case of.

　　 "There is no such plan in Kebe..."

　　 Bertha obviously didn't figure out what he was going to do, but Tom got used to it.

　　 "Who knows, Bertha, who would stupidly check the stolen information... The corrupt Ministry will only think that it is an investigation to maintain a basic face."

"If they succeed, that's the best. A group of excellent professors and the principal will go to Hogwarts together. If they fail, the negotiation team must have at least a few strong and powerful professors and a vice principal. "

　　 After the school started, the defense system of the school naturally appeared loopholes-the places where a group of people were active naturally couldn't maintain such a high level of alertness.

　　 The absence of a strong man made his actions more convenient, whether it is to negotiate or participate in the competition, UU read www.uukanshu. It is impossible for Com Ifamoni to send a group of eateries to shame.

　　 Create opportunities without opportunity, he is very good at this.

　　 Ifamuni got the possibility of participating in the Triwizard Tournament, and he got the wand that he had been waiting for for a long time, which was very suitable.

　　 "Is this all right?"

　　 "Of course, Bertha..."

　　 Voldemort said softly, as if everything were in his plan.

　　 "But... we don't have much money."

　　 Bertha hesitated, and said a terrible thing.

　　 "I don't have much money—what's the situation?"

　　 "That is, the money for my travel is almost spent, ferry tickets, food, accommodation... those books are still very expensive..."

　　 Bertha said cautiously, "The Daily Prophet here actually counts the money according to the West, the Dark Lord, they are so darkhearted."

　　 "But what does this have to do with the walking news?"

　　 "We have to spend money to buy..."

　　 "You are a wizard, Bertha!"

　　 Tom suppressed his anger forcibly, "Imperius Curse! Imperius Curse!"