Hogwarts: Break off the engagement at the beginning and marry Hermione at the back end

With a heart-piercing curse, he died and came alive on the ground in pain, but he kept gritting his teeth.

Eventually, an impatient Voldemort was killed by a green light.

Just as Braun wanted to continue watching, Voldemort suddenly turned his head sharply, and his gaze seemed to penetrate the space and look straight at him.

"Discovered?"

Braun's thoughts weren't over yet. I felt like I was in the bedroom when I opened my eyes again.

"Sure enough, the person who can become the Dark Lord still has two brushes. "

Voldemort's performance today made Braun's sense of overlooking a lot less than that.

It's a real world.

Although he has made a lot of progress, he should have gotten some adventures by looking at Voldemort's appearance.

If you can't be cautious, you will one day be planted on your own pride.

"Master, what's wrong?"

One of the Death Eaters in the audience asked Voldemort with some concern.

"I'm fine, Bella, it's just that I just felt like someone was spying on us!"

Compared to the other Death Eaters, Voldemort's tone was significantly better for Bellatrix than for the others.

It's not just loyalty to the other party, but also because of Bellatrix's love for him.

"This defection is no longer worthless.

Remember to clean it up later. "

Voldemort said indifferently.

It didn't seem to take the dead man in front of him into account at all.

The attack on the opera hall was just a small gift from him to the Ministry of Magic.

Let those rotten old guys know that they are still alive.

And the real gift, he is still in preparation.

I'm sure those wizards will love it when the time comes.

"Alright, that's all for today's meeting.

The plan is to follow the original steps. "

Voldemort said coldly.

And wait until everyone leaves.

An obese figure also stepped out of the darkness.

The voice was full of banter and ridicule:

"It's the Dark Lord! In such a short period of time, so many people have been summoned to work hard for you."

Voldemort looked at the figure, did not speak, just stared at him coldly:

"Ludo Bagman!

I think compared to me, you are the one who hides the deepest!

Who would have thought that the director of the Department of Magical Sports would rebel against that?"

Ludo Bagman didn't pay attention to Voldemort's sarcasm, but patted his stomach and laughed.

"What is a mutiny? I'm just pursuing a higher ideal!

I guess as the Dark Lord you should understand my thoughts better!

And in order to help you, I directly lost a chess piece that has been buried in the wizarding world for more than ten years!"

He pretended to be a little sad and sad when he said it.

Voldemort snorted.

"How's your preparation going?"

"Nothing is a problem. "

Ludo Bagman pulled a chair and sat down:

The Krakens did not refuse.

The other dark creatures were happy to get a piece of the pie, too.

After all, your name is still very useful sometimes. "

"And what are you here for?"

Voldemort still asked coldly, without a hint of joy after being complimented.

"Tsk, isn't it supposed to care more about partners?"

Ludo Bagman said innocently.

Instead, Voldemort sneered.

"Well, since you're not welcome, I'll leave first!

Ludo Bagman pretended to be helpless.

The figure in the chair faded and faded, and finally disappeared without a trace.

Only one empty chair was left in the room.

"I hope it can be like what you said!Bagman!" (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

to the empty seats.

There wasn't the slightest ripple in Voldemort's pair of snake eyes.

The tone was flat, as if talking to himself.

......

The next morning. []

Braun woke up as usual.

The newspaper has already been thoughtfully placed by the elf at the head of the bed.

Because yesterday's events at the opera house made today's newspaper come a little earlier than usual.

Sure enough, the front page in the Daily Prophet was all about yesterday's opera house.

However, although it is said that there were casualties, the specific data has not been made public.

Instead, he avoided the important and made a big deal of the Ministry of Magic's capture of the Death Eaters.

And the famous singer Miranda's real identity is actually Voldemort's subordinate, and in-depth excavation has also been carried out.

All kinds of lace conspiracy theories can be described as coming out of the mouth.

"Fudge, this guy still has a lot of means.

The contradiction is transferred, and it is indeed good to avoid the important and light. "

Braun believed that death would have terrified and terrified many wizards.

But everyone's attention and anger will definitely shift from dissatisfaction with the Ministry of Magic to dissatisfaction with Miranda Garcia.

In this way, the Ministry of Magic will also be affected.

It's much better than the original inaction that led to the deaths of people.

At the dinner table, Mr. Foley still reads the newspaper as usual, and occasionally picks up the black tea on the table and takes a sip.

Seeing Braun go downstairs, he raised his hand and motioned for Braun to sit beside him.

"Have you read the newspaper, how do you feel?"

Mr. Foley examines the school road.

Braun groaned:

"Fudge is a very clever politician.

I dare say that even if he was forced to step down.

can also have a decent ending, at least not to be driven down. "

Mr. Foley smiles and says:

"I'm pretty much what you think.

If it weren't for the fact that this guy was too weak, he would have been able to become a great minister. "

"Unfortunately, that's not what we need, is it? A minister who is too great is not in our interest. "

Braun said calmly as he ate his breakfast.

"yes, that's why we're just going to talk to that guy today. "

This time, the banquet was held at Fudge's house.

Braun wasn't too surprised by the result.

What safer place could be for a wizard than his own home?

Perhaps it doesn't get much more reassuring than here.

It's about ten o'clock.

Braun and Mr. Foley came to this place that didn't look very flamboyant.

It's different from the castle of the Foley family.

Fudge's home is much smaller.

However, it is more than enough to hold a banquet.

What's more, the purpose of this time is not to feast, but to discuss the distribution of those benefits.