The third Dark Lord came from Hogwarts

The first floor bathroom.

Hogwarts Castle.

The first floor bathroom.

Fudge was pacing back and forth at the entrance of the Chamber of Secrets.

From the moment he heard the news, Fudge realized that there was room for maneuver in this matter.

Ignoring the various matters of the Ministry of Magic, he rushed over with Aurors and several confidants.

The Aurors who went down to investigate reported the situation in the Chamber of Secrets and what they learned from Professor McGonagall.

"Such a big commotion, none of you noticed it last night!"

"I'm sorry, Minister." A group of Aurors lowered their heads and dared not say a word.

In fact, most of the time they were in Hogwarts, they were just patrolling some places where people were densely populated or often passed by.

Places like the bathroom on the first floor where almost no one comes, rarely have people come to patrol and inspect.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be such a big commotion without anyone noticing.

Fudge snorted to express his dissatisfaction, and glanced around, trying to find someone to discuss it.

As a result, he met Umbridge's flattering and sweet eyes.

He opened his mouth and turned to look at the Aurors.

"Where is your director? Where is he?"

"He went to St. Mungo's Hospital to find Mr. Grindelwald to understand the situation. It will probably be back soon."

"The Minister is here, and he dared to let the Minister wait for him!" Umbridge glared at the Auror who spoke.

"Why don't you call him over quickly!"

"Shut up!"

Since Alan Mitchell, Fudge has become more and more annoyed with Umbridge's brainless and servile behavior.

Even servile people should look at the situation.

Is it your time to be a servile person now!

Instead of thinking about how to deal with this matter first, he first puts pressure on his colleagues!

If it weren't for the fact that she followed him before and had no merits but hard work, he would have kicked her aside long ago.

Umbridge saw that Fudge was angry and shrank aside and dared not speak again.

She didn't dare to express her resentment to Fudge, but she had scolded Alan Mitchell countless times in her heart.

"Minister! Sorry to have kept you waiting!"

Not long after Fudge scolded Umbridge, Alan rushed over from St. Mungo's Hospital.

"It's okay, how is Mr. Grindelwald?" Fudge was still very concerned about his partner.

Even though he knew that he was not injured, he couldn't help asking.

"It's okay now. He will be discharged from St. Mungo's Hospital after a few days of observation."

"I have already learned from Mr. Grindelwald about what happened last night."

"It's basically consistent with Professor McGonagall's statement."

"Basically consistent..." Fudge frowned slightly.

Argus's answer was obviously different from what he had imagined.

But he was not good at this after all, so he could only wave his hands at the Auror behind him in annoyance.

"You guys, tell your director about what you found in the secret room."

"No need, Minister, I'd better go down and take a look myself, just in case they have any mistakes."

"This..."

Fudge hesitated a little. Although the Auror who just went down returned safely, this was Slytherin's secret room after all.

No one could guess what tricks he would leave behind.

Alan Mitchell was his trusted general. If something went wrong, he would have no place to cry.

As if he could see what Fudge was thinking, Alan smiled and comforted him.

"Don't worry, Minister."

"Mr. Grindelwald and his men made such a big noise last night, but nothing happened. The Aurors checked again today."

"There will be no danger."

"And..."

Alan suddenly leaned close to Fudge's ear and whispered, "Mr. Grindelwald hinted to me that what happened last night was not that simple."

"I need to check the clues myself to understand what he meant as soon as possible."

"Oh!" Fudge's eyes lit up when he heard that it was Agus's hint.

He hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"Since it was Mr. Grindelwald's hint, then you go, bring a few more Aurors."

"Be sure to be careful!"

"Yes, Minister!"

Alan Mitchell and several Aurors pretended to search in the secret room for a long time.

With Agus's reminder, he had thought of how to find flaws.

Came to the basilisk.

Although the body had been smashed into a bloody mess by stones, some scars could still be vaguely seen.

"Sure enough, the wound on the basilisk's eye was obviously not caused by a stone."

Alan Mitchell found evidence with the results, which was naturally twice the result with half the effort.

He easily found some

There are differences between the place and Hogwarts.

However, these differences are too subtle. If you don't know in advance, it will be easily overlooked.

He didn't rush up, and looked like he was going to continue searching.

After checking the entire cave and the basilisk corpse, he returned to the ground with the Aurors.

"How is it? Did you find anything?"

As soon as he saw Alan Mitchell coming up, Fudge hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

Alan Mitchell's eyes shook slightly, suggesting that this was not the place for Fudge to talk.

"Not yet, let's send someone to guard this place first."

"After all, it is Slytherin's secret room. What if there are some unknown things in it, and it will hurt the little wizards of Hogwarts."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Fudge nodded repeatedly: "Umbridge, you find a few Aurors to guard this place."

"Remember, no one is allowed to enter before it is confirmed to be safe, and no one is allowed to touch the items inside, understand!"

"Yes, Minister!"

Umbridge hurriedly agreed, as if she was afraid that someone would snatch it from her.

...

Back to the Ministry of Magic.

As soon as he entered Fudge's office, Alan Mitchell took the initiative to speak.

"Minister, I did find something in the cave."

"Hurry up!"

Fudge didn't take time to rest and hurriedly urged.

"When I talked to Mr. Grindelwald at St. Mungo's Hospital, he hinted to me that there was something fishy about this matter."

"The basilisk... seems to have a problem!"

"What's the problem?" Fudge asked.

"I have carefully examined the body of the basilisk. Most of the parts have been smashed by stones and the original appearance cannot be seen clearly, but there is a wound that looks strange!"

"Very strange?"

"Yes, it is the eye of the basilisk! The wound there does not seem to be caused by stones, but more like... being scratched by something!" Alan Mitchell explained.

"Imagine that in the fight with the basilisk, you blind its eyes without being affected by your sight, or in other words, blind it without seeing its eyes."

"Is this possible?"

Fudge slapped the table and stood up.

He seemed extremely excited.

"You mean... it was not Mr. Grindelwald who killed the basilisk, but a professor at Hogwarts? No! It was Dumbledore!"