[HP]Aluet

"If you were him, what would you do next?"

I narrowed my eyes and considered the question carefully.

"Now that the information inside and outside the UK is monopolized, the Ministry of Magic is still facing the problem of black magic creatures, and the Minister of Magic has changed. Taking advantage of this busy time, creating conflicts and using turmoil to trigger the start of the war seems to be a good choice. Faced with the sudden chaos without a clear source and target, the Ministry of Magic may not be able to handle it for a while. If they take this opportunity to launch a complete war, they will have a greater chance of winning." I said, "As for how to create conflicts..." I frowned, and couldn't help thinking of Grindelwald back then, "Perhaps, using Muggles?" I paused for a moment, "And according to the current situation, the issue of wizard blood is also easy to provoke disputes."

"Yes."

"Like Muggle-borns, half-bloods..." I muttered, "—and Squibs. These groups are easy to agitate because they've been oppressed by pure-bloods for so long."

"Yes. But we have no way to stop all this before he causes turmoil, because the existing policy cannot be changed, and the influence of pure blood is too deep - no one can satisfy everyone," he said. , "We can only make the consequences of this disaster less serious, or contain it as soon as possible."

"We need to make some preparations in advance, Ashley. There are many things on both sides of the school and the Wizengamot. I can't get away from it. Some things may need you to do." Dumbledore took out a card from the drawer The small card was handed to me, "The person in the Misinformation Office who is in charge of contacting the Muggle Prime Minister is called Bodkeley Cameron, and he has a special letter stamp. We will use that."

I took a look at the card, it was a Ministry of Magic employee identification card.

"However... if you want to get it, I'm afraid you have to think of a way to see if you can sneak into his office and take it away. After all, he won't give you that thing easily." He added with my puzzled eyes Said, "Cameron is a typical hardliner. It is not a good role to take a position based on connections. His ability to handle affairs is not bad, but his private life is very chaotic. You should be more vigilant and it is best to avoid him. "

I nodded, probably understanding what he meant.

At the prompt of Dumbledore, I came to a building. I raised my head, but there was no sign on it.

I checked the location, then pulled out my Ministry of Magic identification to go in.However, when I saw that the person in front was stopped to verify his identity, I immediately stopped thinking about going in.

Why is it so strict?This is obviously not the headquarters of the Ministry of Magic, it's just a branch building, and the headquarters is not so strict, so what's going on?What's the matter?

I looked up at the upstairs windows, but apparently they could only be opened from the inside.

There's even an apparition limit set here.

Just when I was thinking about this, someone grabbed my wrist suddenly, I turned my head in surprise, and met those cold dark red eyes.

"Riddle?"

Why is he here?

"Want to go in?"

I frowned: "It has nothing to do with you."

"Your control ability is useful, Ashley." He twitched the corner of his mouth, "It's not difficult to get in, you use your soul control to help me, so that the Imperius Curse won't make them resist , without even realizing it.”

"Help you?" I withdrew my hand from his hand, "What are you thinking?"

"Not just helping me, but helping yourself." He didn't care about my attitude at all. "You have something to do, don't you?"

I turned my head to look at the door, thinking about the pros and cons of this matter in my heart.In the end, I acquiesced to his proposal and took an awkward step forward, and he walked beside me.

"It's not easy asking you to do something for me now." There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

"It's not that I'm doing things for you, Riddle." I didn't like his tone very much. "You're also doing things for me, aren't you? It's just cooperation, temporary cooperation, and everyone gets what they need."

I used the control ability on the two people at the door, in the final analysis, I was trying to appease their souls and relax their vigilance, so that the Imperius Curse could proceed more smoothly.

When we got in, we didn't find anything unusual in the building.There are still some people sitting in the lounge on the first floor, chatting leisurely with glasses of wine or reading some books by themselves.I didn't say anything to Riddle, but when we parted, I paid attention to his whereabouts.

He went straight to the information desk on the other side, not knowing what he was talking about.

I pulled my attention back and looked for the target based on the face of Cameron in the photo in my memory.So soon, I found him in an armchair in front of a table, where he was sitting alone, leisurely twirling a glass in his hand.

The vibe here is much more relaxed than at headquarters.

"Hello, are you Mr. Bodkeley Cameron?"

He raised his head, looked at me casually, and smiled.

"Yes."

I shook hands with him politely, his fingers caressed the back of my hand a few times intentionally or unintentionally, and I instantly got goosebumps all over my body.

Really not a serious person.

"You know about the recent incidents of magical creatures mixing in and disturbing the Muggle world. The Department of Control and Management of Magical Creatures asked me to obtain the investigation data on magical creatures in the Muggle world." I had already thought about my speech.At least sneak into his office first, maybe you can find that seal.

"That's it." He drank the wine in the glass slowly, then stood up, went to take two more glasses, his uncomfortable eyes were still scanning me up and down.

I was desperate to get my stuff and leave.

"Maybe we can talk in the office?" I asked tentatively.

He raised his eyebrows and gave him a playful smile, as if my words were inviting him to do something out of the ordinary.I felt a little sick to my stomach.

These messy official positions in the Ministry of Magic should be rectified.

He led me upstairs, turned into a room, and closed the door behind him.

He sat on the chair, and I stood at the table with a long distance from him.He dug out a bunch of folders from the drawer, but he didn't intend to pass them to me.

He put the glass of wine he had taken earlier on the table, pushed it towards me, drank his own, and then leaned back in his chair and stared at me with interest.

I picked up the glass of wine with a dry smile, but did not move for a long time.He was not in a hurry, the information was still at hand, and then he lowered his head and started to do other things.

I poked my head a little to pay close attention to the contents of the drawer when he opened it, but I didn't find any stamps until he took out something no bigger than a coin from his pocket and stamped it on an envelope.

He put the letter aside and put it back in his pocket.

I glanced down at the liquid in the glass.

I always feel that he put something in it, but fortunately, I knew what kind of person he was, and I had some preparations in advance.

I gritted my teeth, poured the glass of wine in one breath, and put it back on the table.

"Cheer up." He laughed and waved to me to let me go.

I sat next to him so that I could see the documents on his desk clearly.

"See if it's these." He put the information into my hand, and I flipped through it casually.Anyway, what I really want to take is not these things.He didn't do any other unnecessary actions, just quietly waiting for me to read those materials page by page.I nodded, still glancing at his pocket from the corner of my eye.

The drink that had just entered my stomach boiled in my stomach, and the hot energy began to spread all over my body, especially my cheeks.

But Cameron didn't react as expected. He wore a hypocritical smile, as if he was waiting for something expected.

I was dizzy for a while.

This scumbag is still waiting for me to take the initiative.

Before the effect of this medicine has fully come up, I have to act faster.I suppressed my nausea, leaned against Cameron with a flushed face, and moved my hands along his clothes to his pockets.

He seemed very satisfied with my actions, and wrapped his arms around my waist, I quietly took out the seal and held it in my hand, and touched my wand, but at this moment, I heard something Other movements.

Cameron let go of his hand. I turned my head and saw Riddle leaning on the door frame, knocking lightly on the door three times.

"Excuse me, both of you."

I suddenly felt a very inexplicable nervousness, my heart was beating suddenly, I shrank back calmly, blocking part of Riddle's line of sight fixed on me, and pinned the seal to the hair tie , covered it with hair.

"How did you get in?" Cameron frowned, feeling displeased that this unexpected visitor had disturbed his good business.

"The door is unlocked, sir," he replied flatly.

Cameron glanced at me. He probably thought that Riddle was an employee of the Ministry of Magic looking for something important to him, so his tone was not particularly embarrassing: "What is it?"

He didn't answer, he walked away from the door frame, walked into the room, took my hand under my suspicious gaze, and pulled me up forcefully.This move shocked Cameron, but he quickly stopped Riddle.

"The person who moved me, isn't it good?" Cameron said with a fake smile.

"Your people." Riddle repeated without emotion, stating his words in a low voice, but more of irony, I obviously felt that he squeezed my hand a little harder, even a little Pain, a cold hostility flashed from his eyes.

The uncomfortable feelings that gradually came up wrapped me up, and they became more and more obvious. I wanted to take out the refreshment potion I prepared before and pour it down quickly, but there was no chance at this time.

"This is?" Cameron asked, looking back at my face.

"I do not know him."

"She's mine."

I frowned tightly and stared at Riddle, but he ignored me, his whole body exuded a cold killing intent, his lips moved, his eyes still fell on Cameron, and he spit out a few words that were unusually clear ——

"Get out."

"This is my office." Cameron's face also turned cold, "Who are you?"

Riddle suddenly twitched the corners of his lips, and gave a chuckle, but this smile was even more terrifying than when he was expressionless: "I'm not asking for your opinion."

Cameron's eyes became empty for a moment, and he walked out stiffly like a puppet, his muscles were still trembling, as if struggling, but it was useless.

Riddle's line of sight followed him out of the door, and then there was a strange magical fluctuation around Riddle's body. At this time, my sight was a little blurred, but I could still hear what he said softly.

"Abu, I leave it to you."

Abu?

I was shocked, but I didn't see Abraxas Malfoy.

When he first came in, Malfoy was obviously not by his side, and with Malfoy's own ability, it was absolutely impossible to get in through the two Ministry of Magic people.

As soon as he reached out, the door closed again.

He restrained both of my hands, and I couldn't stand upright, and I fell on the chair.

He habitually drew out my wand first to prevent me from resisting.

"What about the connection with Dumbledore?" he asked.

"Guess." I looked straight into his eyes.

He didn't bother with this, let go, turned to pull Cameron's drawer, and flipped through it a few times.

I breathed a sigh of relief and took out the refreshment potion from my pocket.Before I could do anything, he noticed my movement and wanted to snatch the potion from my hand. I held it tightly, but it was still not stronger than his strength.

"Hey, that's just a refreshing potion." My heart was beating faster and faster, and my whole body was hot and hot. I explained to him impatiently, "Give it back to me."

He dodged back, looked at the bottle of potion coldly, and ignored my words.He put the potion on the table.

"I remember I told you, don't let me have a chance..."

My heart tightened.

"You think too much, Riddle, Dumbledore knows my location, and I told him exactly when I will go back. If there is no news from me after that time, do you think he will realize something? ? This place cannot disapparate, if it is really discovered, it will be difficult for you to escape, right?" I sneered.

He paused.

"Keep what you got from Cameron, and I'll let you go."

"I didn't get anything from him." I twisted in pain.

"Really?" He smiled and moved closer to me.I shrank back vigilantly, and his tone was a little provocative, "If you don't want to take it out, maybe I can find it myself."

"What are you doing?" My brows were furrowed together, his hands fumbled on my clothes, from the outer pocket to the inner pocket, he didn't let go of a single place, my body trembled, and I clenched my teeth , "I didn't get anything, I promise...you stay away from me...stay away."

I tried my best to restrain myself, my chest heaved, and I pushed his shoulders with my hands, trying to keep him away.He seemed to understand my feelings very well, and deliberately magnified the pain, torturing my nerves.However, I felt that his breathing was slowly becoming heavy, and the unbearable heat was coming from the position where his body was close to mine through his clothes——then he almost retreated hastily, far away, and I took advantage of it. Taking this opportunity, I took the refreshing potion on the table and poured it all in one go, panting heavily, the uncomfortable feeling finally dissipated little by little, and I felt much more comfortable immediately.

I regained my composure and glared at Riddle, "Give me back the wand."

I waited for a while and saw that he didn't respond, so I continued: "I put a tracking spell on the wand, if you don't want to return it to me, just take it."

He stared at me coldly, and finally threw my wand over.

I caught the wand and twirled it twice in my hand, propped myself up and sat on the window sill, opened the window, looked at his pale and gloomy face leisurely, shook my legs, and immediately felt much better.

"I'm leaving. Goodbye, Riddle." I smiled at him.

I relaxed and fell backwards, fell through the window, deformed in mid-air, rolled over, spread my wings and flew away from here.