The Sons of Grindelwald at Hogwarts

When they arrived at the Ministry of Magic, it was a mess.

Blood stains covered the entire floor of the Ministry of Magic.

At a glance, there seemed to be no one alive.

Yan Zeyue stood beside Orlynworth with a calm face, and suddenly looked at the sculpture in the center of the hall as if thinking of something.

"This sculpture...was completely destroyed." Yan Zeyue twitched the corners of her mouth, looking at the sculpture that had been reduced to debris.

"How much will it cost to repair...let me think about it. So many...should be made into gold, right? Pure gold or gold-plated? Your personality must be as large as pure gold. Yes, but if it's pure gold, are you sure you have enough money?"

Yan Zeyue frowned in distress, and had already begun to think about things after the war.

"It's okay, I'll let those pure-bloods pool the money. This time Lucius must be doomed. I took the opportunity to threaten him and ask him to give me some money, otherwise I will send his whole family to Azkaban... A man like him would surely say yes. It's just a giant sculpture of solid gold, nothing more than emptying the Malfoy family's coffers."

Oliver said nonchalantly.

Why are there so many wallets in Knockturn Alley... Oh, no, it should be poor people who don't even have money to buy wallets.

It is because of the wealth and money in the magic world for so many years that has flowed into these so-called pure-blood families. :

Those purebloods who think they are awesome, even if they don't have magical talent, are still the most awesome boys in the magic world.

And what about those who are truly gifted with magic?And what about those whose magical talents were buried because of birth?They can only work in positions that hardly involve real magic, and rely on that meager income to live a life that is not as good as Muggles.

Of course, not all pure-blood families are rich, for example... the Weasley family.

"What's the matter?" Orlingworth looked at a man standing in the shadows.

"I don't know. I should be almost on the second floor. My badge is broken. I can't keep in touch with them. This is just an estimate."

A man in a black Death Eater garb approached, holding an Auror foaming at the mouth.

"That's it. By the way... these things are done well, right?" Orlingworth pointed to the bloodstains all over the floor.

"Excellent! Ordinary Aurors are directly stunned. As long as they have not done anything bad, they are all done according to this method. Although it looks like a mess with countless deaths and injuries, these bloodstains It's all fake."

The man came over and pointed to the entire hall to report.

Finally, he paused, looked at Orlynworth hesitantly, thought for a moment, and finally couldn't help but say something.

"Although, sir, you seem to have changed your voice...how strange!"

"Uh... I was a little nervous just now, so I didn't have time to pay attention. But the voice doesn't need to change." Orlingworth nodded, and then coughed twice.

"Ha, let's enjoy my beautiful voice~" A second later, the fake corned egg said in that low, cold, snake-like hissing voice that is characteristic of Voldemort.

"Frog, you scared me!" Yan Zeyue looked at him in bewilderment.

"Is this the legendary awesomeness and sickness?" Thakal said with emotion.

Really appreciate everyone's support.Finally, I would like to make a statement, I don’t think this is long and wordy, because other people’s chapters have three to four thousand words, and mine is only 1000 words, so what I wrote can be counted as more than 100 chapters at most, so everyone Don't feel that it is too long and long-winded. )