The third Dark Lord came from Hogwarts

The two of them were so confused.

Not only Fudge, Amelia was also confused.

None of the dozen names Tonks read out next were recommended by the two of them.

And without exception, they were all the same person!

Fudge looked at the crowd with a dull look on his face.

I told you to choose whatever you want, but you really chose it!

Do you have any emotional intelligence?

Can you take the leader's words seriously?

"Alan Mitchell!"

"Alan Mitchell!"

"Alan Mitchell!"

As the notes on the table became fewer and fewer, Fudge and Amelia's faces became more and more wrong.

"Alan Mitchell!"

After reading the last note, Tonks didn't want to get involved in these things anymore, and immediately got into the crowd.

Umbridge looked at Fudge hesitantly and picked up the parchment recording the number of votes not far away.

"Nepal Bulstrode, a total of eight votes."

"Sean Scott, a total of six votes."

"Taylor Kenneth, a total of one vote."

"Alan Mitchell, a total of twenty-one votes."

"Minister... this..."

"Should we re-elect..."

When Fudge heard this, he wanted to rush up and slap Umbridge twice!

Stupid, is this something you can say!

Even if I want to re-elect, I can't say it openly!

What do you make others think of you?

Not to mention that Amelia is here!

Amelia almost couldn't help laughing when she heard this.

Her tone was full of sarcasm.

"Minister, you are really fair and just!"

"Why don't you just appoint whoever you think is suitable? Why do we need to vote?"

"Anyway, if it's not the candidate you want, we have to start over again!"

Bullshit! If you had said that earlier, would we still need to vote here!

You've said all the good things!

You're both a boss and a loser!

Fudge's eyes were as big as a bull's, but he could only sulk.

He glared at Umbridge fiercely, then swept through the crowd, trying to find Alan Mitchell who had taken his position.

"As the Minister of Magic, of course I won't do such a shameless thing!"

"Who is Alan Mitchell? Come out and let me see!"

A chestnut-haired man walked out of the crowd and bowed to Fudge and Amelia.

"Minister, Director Bones, hello."

"I am Alan Mitchell."

"You..." Fudge looked at the man in front of him and hesitated.

He felt that the man looked familiar, but he couldn't tell where he had seen him.

At this time, it was the turn of the senior lackey Umbridge to come forward.

"Minister, Mr. Mitchell joined the Auror Department half a year ago."

He leaned close to Fudge's ear and whispered.

"He is one of ours! When you were selecting people, his name was also among them."

"It's just that you thought he was too inexperienced and couldn't convince the public even if he became the director, so you didn't count him in."

Fudge was immediately refreshed when he heard this.

He had originally made the worst plan of sending someone to contact Alan Mitchell later, or even the latter defecting to Amelia.

Unexpectedly, things took a turn!

In the end, after stumbling, it was still his own people who became the Auror Director!

He coughed a few times, and looked at Alan Mitchell with a little more eagerness.

"Mr. Mitchell, you don't have to be so polite."

"Since the Aurors have chosen you, you are the new head of the Auror Department."

"Manage the Auror Command well!"

"Hahaha..."

Amelia's face was as black as charcoal.

She stared coldly at Alan Mitchell.

"Congratulations, new head of Auror!"

Alan Mitchell smiled faintly and bowed politely.

This also made Fudge even more proud.

"Director Bones, the head of the Auror Department has been selected. I think we should let them continue to perform their tasks."

"There are a lot of backlogs during this period. Let's not waste any more time."

Amelia snorted coldly, turned around and left the Auror office.

Fudge walked to Alan Mitchell and patted his shoulder earnestly.

"From now on, the position of head of Auror will be yours."

"Don't do the same as Scrimgeour and do something that is not worthy of being on the table!"

How could Alan Mitchell not hear the meaning of Fudge's words.

On the surface, it is to tell myself not to make the same mistake as Scrimgeour.

In reality, it is to point out to myself!

I must obey his orders, and not be like Scrimgeour who has his own troops!

"Mr. Minister,

With you leading the Auror Command, there will naturally be no one like Scrimgeour who abuses his power! "

Fudge smiled with a satisfied answer.

"Okay, okay, don't worry, the Auror Director will never be your end!"

"Work hard, you will have a bright future!"

"If you have any problem, just find Umbridge, she will help you! "

Umbridge smiled sweetly and tactfully.

To be honest, she didn't like this chestnut-haired man.

With him around, her position in Fudge's heart would be greatly reduced.

But she also knew that he was in the limelight now, and Fudge would never allow her to trip him up.

She could only put up with herself first.

After Fudge left, Alan Mitchell immediately began to check the files of the Auror Command.

And secretly passed all the information to Argus's manor.

...

That night, Argus learned everything that happened in the Ministry of Magic.

"With the position of Director of the Auror Department, it will be much easier to insert people into the Ministry of Magic later. "

"Based on the Auror Department, it slowly spread to the entire Ministry of Magic..."

He looked at a series of intelligence from Alan Mitchell and murmured in a low voice.

"Werewolves...disappeared in the Albanian forest...detection of dark magic items..."

"If I remember correctly, Voldemort is still half dead in the Albanian forest. It is estimated that the missing wizards are related to him."

"The detection of dark magic items supervised by the Aurors was the beginning of Lucius taking out the diary."

"Some of the dark magic items were put on sale in Borgin and Burke's, and the diary was thrown to Ginny. "

Argus wanted to get the diary before Lucius threw it to Ginny.

But he changed his mind and thought that with Lucius's cautious character, Voldemort would not give him the things he gave him directly.

No matter how talented he is, the restriction of age is here.

Lucius will not put all the treasures on this child.

"Lucius doesn't know that this diary is Voldemort's Horcrux, otherwise he would not have thrown it away."

"This is a good opportunity, a good opportunity to completely pull the Malfoy family off Voldemort's ship..."

"If Lucius knew that what he threw was Voldemort's Horcrux, he would not need to do it himself, he would take the initiative to seek protection!"

"Voldemort was resurrected during the Triwizard Tournament. I need to show enough strength during this period of time to truly obtain the surrender of the Malfoy family."

"Take this opportunity to get Slytherin's pendant first, that's the right way..."