curse the world at hogwarts

"Is your arrangement really okay?"

At the moment, in the Ministry of Magic, Cornelius Fudge was holding up a handkerchief, desperately wiping away cold sweat, and asking Dolores Umbridge beside him.

Umbridge said with a flattering smile: "Dumbledore would not dare to conflict with us head-on."

Fudge thought for a moment, then nodded.

He has been in office for more than two years. Although the department has not yet achieved complete integration, he has considered Dumbledore quite well.

Gentlemen, you can deceive them.

As long as his reputation was impeccable, Dumbledore would not break out.

Rhine had to say a few words about this——

Even if Fudge's name is not very good, Dumbledore, an old compromiser, will try his best to tolerate it.

So in Fudge's opinion, his arrangement was very clever.

Maybe Dumbledore did have a strange person like Rhine Lyle, but as long as there was a problem in a safe house, they would react immediately.

Once things get serious, the Ministry of Magic gains an advantage.

It is impossible for Dumbledore to openly oppose the Ministry of Magic.

"Talk to Scrimgeour..." Fudge told Umbridge, "Ask that boy Harry and tell me everything that happened in school recently."

Ever since the legend of the Slytherin heir emerged, Dumbledore had semi-locked down the entire school.

In addition, no one has really had any accidents so far, only an unlucky fat monk has been hit, and things have not gotten out of control.

Otherwise, how could anyone make a fuss?

Regarding the situation in the school, Fudge, an old bureaucrat, could instinctively sense that something was wrong. What a itch!

If he could grab the Hogwarts braid, he felt like he could take off on the spot.

It's a pity that Fudge spent several years catching up on trivial things like Harry blowing up his aunt, but in the end it was of no use.

The pattern is there.

But the problem is, he doesn't know that there is a Rhine under Dumbledore who is not exactly his.

Just when Fudge and Umbridge expressed their impeccable opinions about the arrangement, an alarm came from the front.

"who is it?"

Fudge was immediately overjoyed.

"Is it Rhine?"

"Is it Snape?"

"Is it Dumbledore?"

He knew that it was unlikely that Dumbledore would come in person, but he was still full of expectations.

Quite romantic!

"Don't let him go!" Fudge shouted excitedly, "At least let me see his identity! They will definitely hide their true colors!"

However, the staff member responsible for communicating with the front line was stunned.

After a long while, the clerk turned his head dumbfounded and looked at Fudge, who was jumping wildly on the floor.

"It's... it's Hannibal Lecter!"

"..."

Fudge was jumping in mid-air when he got stuck. If Umbridge hadn't reacted quickly and caught him with a sliding shovel, he would have landed head first on his face.

"How could it be him?"

……

In Safe Room No. 6 of the Ministry of Magic, an Auror was trembling and squatting in the corner, looking at the smiling figure slowly walking over in horror.

As an Auror, he had the consciousness of sacrifice.

But this sacrifice must at least leave a whole body, right?

In the magical world, death without a body is a big deal, and Peter Pettigrew's Order of Merlin is definitely related to the severity of his "death".

Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain what great achievements this guy has.

The old pervert's way of disposing of corpses is definitely something wizards can't stand.

However, after Hannibal waved his hand and cast a stun spell, he turned around and pushed open the bedroom door at the back, finding the dumbfounded little guy.

"Mr. Harry Potter?" Hannibal asked with a smile.

The little boy inside nodded blankly: "You are..."

"You don't need to know." Hannibal waved his hand and cast another stun spell.

Then, he touched the little boy again, found a small bottle, opened the cap and looked at the liquid inside.

It was a bright, clear golden liquid that smelled good.

"Polyjuice Potion..." Hannibal sneered, "If you lied to me like this before, you would have been roasted."

He dumped the bottle of potion on the ground, turned around and left.

A few minutes later, Scrimgeour apparated over with the Auror, and roared angrily when he saw the situation here.

After confirming safety, Fudge and Umbridge also arrived.

"What's the situation? How much damage? I need to write a report!"

The Minister of Magic is the most powerful person in the magic world, but he is also the one who is under great pressure when things happen.

This is a place where everyone knows magic and throws spells every day. You don’t want to give me an explanation and you still want to pass smoothly?

Scrimgeour, after an inspection, came out suspiciously.

"There were no victims, they were all knocked unconscious."

As a senior Auror who also holds the position of "Head of the British Group of the Hannibal Lecter Magical International Joint Investigation Team", he believes that this Hannibal's behavior is very problematic.

But Fudge and Umbridge immediately breathed a sigh of relief. "Immortality" was their biggest pursuit, no matter whether Hannibal was full or asleep.

"Although but..." Umbridge seemed to have some thoughts on her, "How did you provoke Hannibal to do such a thing?"

It's been almost a year since Hannibal's wanted order was sent, and the Ministry of Magic was not without its nervousness. There was a time when the Aurors were running wild, as Rhine and Snape had encountered when they went out.

But as this guy showed no movement, everyone's vigilance gradually dissipated, and they even reported to the International Federation of Wizards many times in an attempt to remove the giant beast from the suspected location.

Unexpectedly, I unexpectedly discovered his presence today.

"Could it be that Dumbledore..."

Fudge suddenly shivered and had a rather exciting idea.

Regardless of whether it is true or not, if Dumbledore and Hannibal are involved, wouldn't it mean that Hogwarts is restraining him...

But this idea is fatal to others.

"Minister!" Scrimgeour shouted, calling Fudge out of his reverie, "Be careful what you say!"

Infighting is indeed full of blood.

But except for those who are completely crazy about criticizing, most of them are pushed forward by the situation. How can anyone seek death by themselves?

Not to mention that most people like Scrimgeour didn't think that Dumbledore would mix with Hannibal at all. Even if they really planned to follow Fudge to deal with Dumbledore, they couldn't do it casually.

What if Dumbledore is forced to break out?

Is everyone still alive?

Fudge was suddenly awakened by Scrimgeour, and after thinking for a moment, a cold sweat broke out down his spine.

Just imagining Dumbledore's reaction when he put Hannibal's pot on the pot, he knew that he almost stepped into a bottomless cliff.

"Yes, yes, don't think blindly!" Fudge said tremblingly.

Scrimgeour and others rolled their eyes: Except for you and Umbridge, no one here is thinking nonsense.

"Anyway, things are getting serious now." Umbridge stepped forward to offer advice, "Whether it's for Mr. Potter's safety or to figure out the criminal's purpose, we should immediately convey the news to the International Federation of Wizards meeting!"

"That's right!" Fudge knew how to sway people.

But then a piece of news completely deceived them.

"Minister!" A staff member interrupted them hastily, "Another safe house has been attacked!"

Fudge, whose blood pressure was already rising, immediately became furious.

"Why did a small school handling problem cause so many things?"

"Who is it?"

"Yes..." the clerk hesitated for a moment, then continued, "It's Hannibal!"

Fudge was stunned for a moment, and Scrimgeour also felt nervous.

"How could he go so fast?"

"No...not just..." the clerk said, "Just now, three safe houses were attacked, and the murderers were all Hannibal!"

"..."

The big bosses at the Ministry of Magic were completely stunned. They looked at each other, and suddenly the image of Hannibal's evilly smiling face appeared in their minds——

"72 Suspicious Tombs?"

"You understand?"

reasonable.

This is a magical world.

Defeat magic with magic, of course.