Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

As the sun set, the headquarters of the Ministry of Magic under Whitehall in London had already turned into a sea of ​​celebration.

The Mark of the Dark Demon dyed the resplendent and resplendent foyer into a smoky color. Cheers, jumps and groans of unknown meaning echoed in every corner of the Ministry of Magic.

From the Office of the Minister of Magic on the first basement floor to the Inquisition Division on the tenth basement floor, they were all surrounded by raging Death Eaters...

Do not!

It should be said that it was occupied by the pure-blood wizards who overthrew the oppression of the evil Ministry of Magic...

They took off their masks, raised their hands high, and praised the Dark Lord's reputation in unison.

Under the leadership of the Dark Lord, they achieved what the pure-blood family had dreamed of for thousands of years, and brought the wizarding world under control.

With the help of an authority like the Ministry of Magic, they can take the wealth of Muggles or half-blood wizards into their hands in a very short period of time through various legal or illegal means.

This is the long-cherished wish of the pure-blood family for thousands of years. Today, under the leadership of the Dark Lord and in their hands, it is finally fulfilled.

They have done it, the ancestors in the family will be proud of them, and the descendants of future generations can also admire their glory while enjoying the achievements they have made.

In the office of the Minister of Magic on the first basement floor, all the decorations left by the previous minister have been treated as garbage and cleared out.

In the office at this moment, there are serpentine S-shaped logos from the heirs of Slytherin that can be seen everywhere. The bright green colors decorate every corner of the office, as if they are afraid that others will not know that the owner of the office is the ancient and noble Slytherin family. like a descendant.

At this moment, in the minister's office, a meeting that might determine the future direction of the wizarding world was being held here.

"Master, I think we should eradicate the Order of the Phoenix headed by Dumbledore as soon as possible.

Now, the news of the fall of the Ministry of Magic has spread. If they take this opportunity to sneak into the dark, it will become very, very difficult to eradicate them! "

The former director of the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic, Luke Wood, sat at the bottom of the long table, looked at Voldemort attentively, and spoke slightly anxiously.

He was originally a spy placed by the Death Eaters in the Ministry of Magic, and he didn't have time to make any major contributions to today's unexpected battle.

If he was rewarded for his merits and deeds at this time, he would definitely not be able to continue sitting peacefully in his original position.

Therefore, he is the one who most hopes to make great achievements among the current Death Eaters.

"Difficult? I don't think so!"

The young Malfoy was at an unruly age, and after hearing Rookwood's remarks, he smiled disdainfully and began to mock.

Voldemort, who was sitting upright on the minister's seat, with his feet up on the desk, played with the wand in his hands, listening with intention or inadvertence, and no one could figure out what he was thinking.

Malfoy, who was mocking Rookwood, saw that Voldemort didn't take the initiative to ask, he couldn't help but pause slightly, but then he subsided his emotions and began to explain.

"We have captured the Ministry of Magic and occupied the most mainstream discourse power in the wizarding world. What we should do now is to restore order in the wizarding world, not to eradicate Dumbledore!

The current advantage is on our side, as long as we don't make mistakes, the longer the time, the greater our advantage will be!

At that time, even if we don't eliminate Dumbledore, they will gradually perish. What we must do now is to restore order in the wizarding world as soon as possible! "

To restore order, it is necessary to distribute benefits. As the Malfoy family, which has a relatively high voice among the Death Eaters, they can't wait to ingest the fruits of success!

"Mr. Malfoy!"

When two people with conflicting interests sit together, you can hardly expect them to communicate peacefully, as Rookwood and Lucius Malfoy did.

"Do you have any advice? The former Department of Mysteries, Director Rookwood!"

Hearing Malfoy's sarcastic tone, Rookwood's inner anger became even more intense.

"Malfoy, I must remind you, that's Dumbledore!"

"Thank you for reminding me, Wood, I know very well that it's just Dumbledore..."

The tit-for-tat confrontation between the two did not cause the other Death Eaters to look sideways.

Especially the young Bellatrix, who is now staring at Voldemort with fascinated eyes, wishing to charge for him immediately.

"...Master, what is your decision?"

Rookwood was speechless for a moment, unable to find a reason to overwhelm Malfoy, so he could only turn his head and beg for Voldemort's referee.

"...I..."

boom

Boom!

Before Voldemort finished speaking, he felt a sense of palpitation and shock coming from the depths of his heart.

He stopped talking suddenly, raised his head, and looked towards the northwest.

There...horcruxes...

"Dumbledore!!!"

The secret of the Horcrux, was revealed...

The departure of Ancient One and Dumbledore was premeditated...

They got hold of a few Horcruxes... What happened to the golden cup in the orphanage... Has the crown of the House of Requirement been found too...

Voldemort, who realized what had happened, was completely insane. He had never been so panicked for a moment...

Even when he wanted to confuse Gu Yi with the help of the diary, but was robbed by the other party, he was never as frightened as he is today...

Like Rookwood said... that's Dumbledore...

A dense black mist flashed past, and Voldemort disappeared into the Minister's Office of the Ministry of Magic, leaving only the Death Eaters looking at each other, not knowing what happened.

"This..."

"Owner!"

With an exclamation, Bellatrix pushed away the chair, regardless of what other people wanted to say, a follower appeared and followed along the magic trace left by Voldemort when he left.

"F... what happened?"

A Death Eater raised his head ignorantly, looked around, and was a little confused about what happened.

What he didn't notice was that Lucius Malfoy's face was so ugly right now.

Smart, he knew when he heard Voldemort's shout that his plan to avoid the edge of the ancient one and Dumbledore was completely aborted...

"...What the hell happened, master? Did Dumbledore call in?"

Boom! ! !