Hiding in Hogwarts as a professor

Fudge has to step down?

Barty's brows couldn't help but frown.

Fudge is a politician, and politicians will always have some criticism of one kind or another. This is inevitable.

But the key is whether these problems can bring him down!

"Fudge is a very cautious person. Not only will he not easily leave clues for himself, he will also not reveal these clues to others."

"I don't think you can take him down."

"Then there is no change for you." Tver did not explain in detail.

You can't tell him that you are a time traveler and you know that Fudge will definitely step down in the future, right?

"On the contrary, I will not only make people criticize Fudge, but also help you restore your image."

After hearing this, Cynthia took out a piece of paper and handed it to Barty.

"Travers, Avery, Amycus Carrow, Alecto Carrow..."

This is a list, all of them are Death Eaters, or Death Eaters who escaped justice.

As the former director of the Legal Enforcement Department, Batty immediately recognized the identities of these people.

Many of the people here were released by him himself.

At that time, he wanted to convict these Death Eaters, but they all came from pure-blood families and had deep-rooted influence in the magical world.

Many members of the Wizengamot are related to them, and as long as they don't have concrete evidence, there is no way to arrest any of them.

But the question is, how do dead people want to speak? !

Barty lost his candidate as Minister of Magic not only because of his own son, but also because these people hated him.

"What does this list mean?"

"Are you in charge of the Quidditch World Cup on August 22nd?" Twil asked.

"Yes."

"On that day, the Death Eaters will have a not-so-friendly parade, and this list is all your fault!"

"When the time comes, you just need to take Delis and catch them."

"Moreover, the people on this list have quite a close relationship with Fudge."

"That alone is enough to get Fudge into trouble."

Tver gestured to Malvolio, who curled his lips helplessly. His body remained unchanged, but his face changed into that of Delis.

Barty was suddenly shocked.

"You...what's the matter?"

The strongest combat force in the Ministry of Magic's strongest combat department is actually disguised by an unknown face!

"You can call him Malvolio, but in the Ministry of Magic, I hope you can call him Delis." Tweel was very satisfied with Barty's surprise.

As Malvolio gained more and more attention in the Ministry of Magic, few wizards were not surprised by his change of appearance.

"No wonder, I always feel that Delis has become very strange. His body must have some kind of strange structure, right?"

Barty's doubtful eyes looked back and forth among the three of them, and finally fell on Tver's indifferent face.

"If I really become the Minister of Magic, then Cynthia will naturally take over my position, and this Malvolio will probably become the Director of the Department of Legal Enforcement, right?"

"In this way, half of the power of the Ministry of Magic will be in your hands. What exactly do you want to do?!"

"Wait a minute, you are a teacher at Hogwarts, it wasn't Dumbledore who ordered you, right?"

Hearing this, Tver's indifferent expression almost collapsed, and he pinched his thigh quickly to suppress his smile.

"You can think of it this way, Dumbledore thought Voldemort would be resurrected."

"And this time, in order to prevent the Death Eaters from causing too much damage, we must make arrangements in advance. At least, the Ministry of Magic and the Order of the Phoenix must stand together."

"So, I need to take control of the Ministry of Magic by someone who is courageous and dares to fight the Death Eaters!"

"And this will be the greatest credit you can get after your son was imprisoned."

Tver raised his eyebrows proudly.

Every sentence in this passage is true, he just didn't explain his relationship with Dumbledore clearly.

"What if I don't agree?" Barty asked seriously.

His heart had actually been touched. After all, if it was a war with Death Eaters, he would do it even without this conversation.

It's just that the feeling of being blackmailed made him a little dissatisfied.

"That would be the biggest dereliction of duty since you joined the Ministry of Magic. The newspapers will continue to publish news criticizing you, the Auror Office will 'accidentally' find evidence that you accepted bribes, and Cynthia will still succeed you."

"Of course, this is not what we want to see. I sincerely hope that you can join our team."

"You don't want the Ministry of Magic to switch sides to the Death Eaters after Voldemort is resurrected, right?"

As for Barty, when he discovers the truth, he will have already been labeled as belonging to his own faction.

By then, whether he is strongly dissatisfied and wants to quit, or he is addicted to power and joins voluntarily, Tver will have enough confidence to deal with it.

"I will not help you do anything that violates the law and morality."

Barty slumped down on the chair, raising his head slightly, just looking at his wife in the portrait.

If it were you, you would definitely understand me, right?

he thought sadly.

Tver didn't care about his expression either.

There are not many candidates for the Ministry of Magic who can be called ministers. Scrimgeour is too tough, and the others are too soft, similar to Fudge.

Only Barty Crouch, who once had a tough side, was depressed because of his son.

It can be said that he is the best person he can control.

"By the way, Voldemort also knows that your son is here and plans to take him away."

In fact, Bertha Jorkins was fine with Cynthia, and Voldemort knew this news only because Tweel asked Wormtail to reveal it.

"What?!" Barty looked at Tver in shock.

Except for Dumbledore, no one who had experienced the last wizarding war dared to say that he was not worried when he heard the mysterious man peeking at him.

"Don't worry, it's all under our control. And handing over that time bomb is better than leaving it at home, right?"

Tver looked up, seemingly looking through the ceiling and seeing the scene upstairs.

Upstairs, an elf was hurriedly withdrawing its peeping magic.

and, a young man sitting in a trance on a chair. .seven

"What does the mysterious man want little Barty to do?" Barty showed a concerned expression befitting his father's identity.

"Become colleagues with me," Tver said with a naughty smile. "Voldemort wants to play a combination of inside and outside to successfully resurrect him."

"You failed to resurrect Voldemort?"

"No, we are going to successfully resurrect Voldemort, so your son is the key!"

Turville must ensure that Voldemort and Malvolio are resurrected in a stable and reliable way.

Then, each complete their mission!