Living peacefully at Hogwarts

You can search for "Search for Novels in Hogwarts Peaceful Life (www.soxs.cc)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!During the family festivities, Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge did not have a slight smile on his face.Seeing him like this, the wife sitting across from him frowned, and even the freshly baked apple pie was not in the mood to taste it.

"I said, can't you be happier, who did you show such an expression on purpose?"

Mrs. Fudge, with deep wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, scowled, obviously dissatisfied with her husband.

Usually Fudge is busy at the Ministry of Magic and she doesn't say anything. Can't the once-a-year Christmas make her happy?

I can't live this day!

"I... Forget it, you don't understand."

Seeing his wife's expression, Fudge wanted to explain a few words, but when the words reached his lips, he held back again.

What's the use of telling a woman to a woman, but it only adds to the trouble.

"If you don't tell me, how do you know I don't understand?"

Although Mrs. Fudge is a full-time housewife, it does not mean that she is shallow.In fact, many of Fudge's decisions after becoming Minister of Magic were made by her.

"Ugh."

After hearing this, Fudge sighed and had no choice but to perfuse.

"It's been chaotic lately, and all departments are under great pressure."

"Chaos?"

Mrs. Fudge raised her tone in doubt.

It's not that she's never been out, and she doesn't feel any mess.

"You know... the guys in Turnover Alley have never been honest. Recently...they have been making a lot of noise recently."

Speaking of "Knock Down Alley", Fudge hated his teeth.

The smelly mice in the sewers are going to turn against the sky!

Usually the Ministry of Magic is unwilling to lower its value, and always keeps one eye closed to such a place. Unexpectedly, they are not satisfied with this, and they start to openly disturb the normal order of the magical world.

Who can bear this?

Ok......

Fudge felt he could bear it.

Well, in fact, Old Fudge is not tolerable, but unbearable.

Because the Ministry of Magic has learned some secrets of "Knock Down Alley" through some channels.

Sauron.

An evil black wizard quietly arrived in London to find his lost ring.

It is said that he can manipulate Li Huo at will.

Once it is ignited, it will devour everything!

Such strength made Fudge have to be cautious. Before he was absolutely sure, he did not dare to attack Sauron or the "Knockover Alley" he controlled.

This is also the reason for his depression.

First, Dumbledore suppressed, and then Sauron threatened. Although the men in the ministry were still obedient, Fudge felt that he was too aggrieved as a minister.

"Jingle Bell."

Secretly, suddenly, the phone in the living room rang.

"I'll pick it up."

The hard-mouthed Madam Fudge gave a cold snort and took the initiative to get up and walk towards the living room.

But after a while, she had to transfer the call to Fudge.

"Connelly, it's part of the ministry!"

"Ministry?"

Surprised, Fudge didn't care about the table full of delicacies and the apple pie that had just come out of the oven. He walked to the living room in three steps in two steps and grabbed the phone receiver from his wife.

"It's me, Cornelius Fudge."

"Minister, something has happened. There has been a homicide in the Port of London, and there are still a lot of people...The victims are all dark wizards who wander around the "Knock Down Alley"."

The voice on the other end of the phone is still calm, but if something like this happens on Christmas, no one will be in a good mood.

The same was true for Fudge. After listening to what he said, his face darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.58 reading www.dushu58.com

"Wait for me, I'll pass right away."

Leaving a word, Old Fudge put on his overcoat and the top hat, and after bidding farewell to his wife, he "changed his shape" and went outside the magic department.

Those damn dark wizards, don't be caught by him.

Otherwise, they will never have good fruit!

...

"The ring appeared in London."

In the gloomy alley, several sneaky wizards gathered together, whispering something.

The rumors from "Knockdown Alley" have spread throughout England. Needless to say, the intelligence dealers who relied on news and intelligence to eat together, many ambitious dark wizards are also paying attention to the news about the Lord of the Rings.

After all, that is the beloved thing of the legendary person who owns the Deathly Hallows!

After deliberately spreading, in just a few dozen days, the name Sauron has become synonymous with mysterious and powerful.

It is said that his ring possesses a part of his power, if they get it...

Then can't take off directly?

"It is said that the ring is in the hands of a little monster. The monster is not weak, but also very cunning and cruel. It can use spells, unlike magical creatures."

The intelligence network of the dark wizards is very well-versed. As long as they are willing to pay, there is no news that they can't inquire.

No, less than an hour has passed since the "London Port Massacre", and the details of the preceptors were clearly discovered.

"What are we afraid of? We are different from the group of trash. The opportunity is given to them. They are not useful."

A shaven wizard gave a big grin, and a fierce light flashed in his narrowed eyes.

Even though he said that, he did not act recklessly. Instead, he watched these temporarily gathered "partners" in secret.

The preceptor shouldn’t worry, what he really needs to pay attention to is the scum around him...

"Hehe."

The rest of the dark wizards laughed strangely, their eyes erratic.

All became fine foxes, who doesn't know who?

At the moment they are in a cooperative relationship. When the Lord of the Rings is truly obtained, it is hard to say.

At the same time, a sewer somewhere in London.

"Guru."

There was a strange movement in his throat, and Voldemort, who was more haggard and thinner than that of Balgeria, clutched the ring in his hand tightly, his eyes struggling and obsessed.

To be honest, he now felt fear for the ring for the first time.

The last trace of clarity remaining in the soul is madly warning him to stay away, but the primitive greed will always prevail.

"my darling."

Finally, Voldemort was still sinking into his desire for power and strength, and put the ring on his skinny fingers again.

The flame-like inscription burned quietly, reflecting the enthusiasm in Voldemort's yellow and godless eyes.

At this moment, he seemed to be reborn from Nirvana, and became the black devil with hair like a black jade and eyes like bright stars.

Powerful and elegant.

It is a pity that the squeaking rat in the sewer broke the illusion and brought Voldemort back to reality.

"what!"

The huge drop caused Voldemort to hiss and howl.

But rubbing the baby on his finger, a new hope will be born in his heart, supporting him to continue to survive.

"Crunch."

He grabbed a mouse grinning at him, and Voldemort opened his mouth to bite.

He swallowed the smelly rat hair and filthy flesh and blood at the same time, finally regaining some of the physical strength that had been lost in the battle.

This is nothing...

The great Dark Lord will not be defeated by such a predicament.

One day, he will reclaim the supreme throne by virtue of the authority of the Lord of Darkness!

Voldemort believed in this.