Hogwarts: I am Harry's eldest cousin

There was a rustling sound outside the door.

Someone came in.

"Oh, let's see who's hiding here."

"So they are the officials from the Ministry of Magic."

A cold and emotionless voice sounded.

At some point, there was suddenly one more person in the first courtroom.

When they saw the appearance of the person who came, all the wizards in the room couldn't help but tremble.

The black hood, robe, iconic bald head, and magical power all over his body all indicate this person's identity.

The attitude of the Death Eaters further confirmed the identity of the visitor.

"Owner!"

The Death Eaters all knelt down and prostrated themselves at each other's feet.

There is only one person who can make the Death Eaters do this.

"Oh, Merlin. How is this possible!"

The wizards sitting in the stands were all surprised.

"I think I must be dreaming!"

"Hasn't he already..."

Discussions started.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you. I'm not dead. Or rather, I died and came back to life."

Voldemort's nonchalant tone made the officials of the Ministry of Magic feel a chill in their hearts. They wanted to escape but the only exit was blocked. Many people's legs were completely limp and they couldn't even stand up.

Voldemort took great pleasure in their fear of him.

"So, first question, can anyone tell me who Fudge is?"

"If you can answer this question for me, I can consider letting him go."

After hearing Voldemort's words, Fudge felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, his whole body freezing cold.

He now just hopes that others will not identify him.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, someone jumped out impatiently, pointing at him and shouting.

"It's him! That man!"

Fudge never expected that the first person to identify him was not someone else, but his confidant Umbridge.

"very good."

Voldemort looked at Fudge, then.

"Avada is eating a big melon."

A dark green light flashed, and Fudge's body fell to the ground with a thud, never to stand up again.

"grateful."

Voldemort paused as he looked at Umbridge.

"Umbridge, sir."

Umbridge replied immediately. She was much smarter than the others and knew what the other party was going to say.

From beginning to end, she didn't even look at her old boss Fudge.

For Umbridge now, saving her life is the most important thing.

Voldemort nodded, "Thank you for your answer, Madam Umbridge."

Just as Umbridge was about to smile and reply to him, the green light flashed again.

Umbridge's pupils lost their color.

She probably never dreamed that someone would kill her as easily as crushing an ant.

“I regret it.”

"I hate disloyal subordinates."

There was no trace of emotion in Voldemort's tone.

With a slight wave of his hand, several wands flew into the air and landed at the feet of the Death Eaters.

"Use these to untie the bonds around you."

"Then, kill them all."

He had never intended to let anyone else here get out alive from the beginning.

Soon, the entire courtroom was filled with cries and pleas for mercy.

With one green light after another, soon only Voldemort and the Death Eaters were left standing in the courtroom.

"Follow me."

Voldemort said to the Death Eaters, "Go to the Department of Mysteries."

He was going to the Prophecy Hall in the Department of Mysteries, and he was going to look for the half-heard prophecy.

"Yes, Master."

A large group of people planned to move towards the ninth underground floor.

"They're here!"

A powerful roar sounded, followed by the sound of countless footsteps.

A large number of wizards appeared in the passage leading to the language room.

They were a group of Aurors, a group of fully equipped Aurors.

Not only Aurors, but also the strikers who were responsible for fighting criminals came.

Rufus Scrimgeour, Head of the Auror Office, was the first to stand at the front.

"Just a bunch of maggots!"

Voldemort snorted coldly first, then waved his hand casually, and the huge magic power burst out into a strong wind as if it was free. He took out his wand for the first time.

"I only need two spells to kill you all."

Those words, filled with murderous intent and murderous aura, made many Aurors unconsciously take a step back.

The momentum that was originally rising was instantly dispelled by just one sentence.

This is not an ordinary sentence, but a magical power that can seduce people.

Even Hepzibah Smith, a direct descendant of Hufflepuff, could not withstand the temptation of the demon's language.

"I'm so sorry, Tom. I can't let you go on any further."

Just as Voldemort was about to take action, a white-robed wizard descended from the sky like a god.

"Dumbledore!" Voldemort almost bit his back teeth off as he stared at the person who came with a cannibalistic gaze.

Dumbledore, the wizard that Voldemort feared most.

Chapter 405: Lord Fudge who has foreseen everything!

"Dumbledore, why are you here? Shouldn't you be..."

Voldemort's eyes were fixed on Dumbledore, as if he wanted to eat him.

"In France?"

A calm female voice interrupted Voldemort: "Mr. Dumbledore, the reason I'm here is of course to wait for you, waiting for you to appear."

"Bones! Are you the one plotting against me behind this?"

Voldemort narrowed his eyes and looked at the woman who was looking at him without showing any weakness. She was indeed a rising star of the Bones family. Outstanding people emerged one after another. He must kill all the wizards in this family.

"No! I didn't design this."

Amelia smiled mysteriously: "It's a wizard you look down upon very much."

Voldemort was slightly stunned.

Very contemptuous?

After hearing Amelia's words, Voldemort had an absurd idea in his mind.

"That's right!"

"This is all within Minister Fudge's plan."

Percy also stood out from the crowd and shouted.

Fudge? You're kidding.

"I'm sorry." Voldemort didn't believe it and replied immediately, "The Fudge you mentioned has just been killed by me."

Fudge was killed by himself, he killed him personally.

He wanted to dampen the morale of this group of people.

Unexpectedly, Percy immediately asked back: "Are you sure the dead man is Minister Fudge?"

Voldemort was slightly stunned; the other party's answer was beyond his expectations.

He had indeed never met Fudge, nor had he confirmed his identity.

Percy continued, "It was just a stand-in."

"He knew you would rescue the Death Eaters, and he knew you would come in person. He also knew you would want something from the Ministry of Magic."

"Disagreement with Professor Dumbledore, the murder of Ms. Bones, the arrangement of the Carrow brothers and sisters to go to Carrow Manor, and so on."

Percy said reverently, "It's all in his hands."

"Cowardice is just a disguise. Apparently you were fooled like everyone else."

"This is our Lord Fudge who has not been missed!"

substitute?

The huge amount of information made Voldemort's mind a little confused, but he still "figured it out" in a very short time.

The 'Fudge' was a fake in the beginning, just to lure him out.

Voldemort thought angrily.

In a nutshell, I was fooled by a guy who seemed like an idiot.

He teamed up with Dumbledore from the beginning!!!

I thought the other person was a fool, but I didn't expect that the real fool was actually...

"Dark Lord, you've been fooled, hahaha."

Scrimgeour shouted in agreement, "Aurors, take your potions! Join Mr. Dumbledore in getting rid of the Dark Lord today!"

Morale is at an all-time high.

The Death Eaters were intimidated by their aura and felt a little scared.

"Get rid of me?!" Voldemort sneered and waved his wand casually. The devil flame that was said to come from hell and could burn everything appeared out of thin air.

The demonic flames transformed into countless fire snakes that swept towards the Aurors all around. Even a little bit of this horrific flame would burn people to ashes and drag them into an abyss of no return. Many wizards were affected and died in the sea of ​​fire due to carelessness. The scorching heat gradually distorted the surrounding space.

Voldemort waved his wand again, and the fire snakes gathered together again to form a terrifying giant flaming snake.

Transfiguration + Fierce Fire, a combination of advanced spells.

However, although this ball of fire was huge and powerful, its color was bright red.

"What are you panicking about?" Scrimgeour shouted, commanding the Aurors to fight back: "Use water, put it out!"

So they all joined forces to use the Spring Water and Freezing Spell, but unfortunately they were instantly vaporized before they even touched the Fierce Fire.