Tomorrow is 515, the anniversary of the starting point, and the day with the most benefits. In addition to the gift bag and school bag, this time's "515 Red Envelope Flip" must be seen, how can there be a reason not to grab the red envelope, set the alarm clock high~

At this moment, the atmosphere at Malfoy Manor in Wiltshire, England, is tense.

All the house-elves in the manor were cautious, and they looked at the door of the master's study in horror, not daring to make the slightest sound, for fear of accidentally disturbing the master.

Inside the study is a spacious circular room with lavish décor.

Decorated in dark green and silvery-white, it features sumptuous furniture, a marble fireplace and gilded mirrors.

Directly above the ceiling was a precious crystal chandelier, the floor tiles were covered with ornate carpets, and the huge bookshelves that surrounded most of the room were filled with out-of-print magic books, and a dozen portraits hung next to them, all of whom had been the patriarchs of the Malfoy family for generations.

Underneath the portrait, Lucius Malfoy gloomily looks at the flames in the fireplace, and from the expression on his face, you can tell that he is in a bad mood right now.

He had just received a letter that was simple, the old fellows from the Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Creatures said that they would return all the gold galleons he had sent earlier, which meant that they would refuse to support their decision to kill the Hippogriff.

Unbelievable, they actually broke up the Malfoy family?!

This kind of thing would have been unimaginable before.

Lucius had thought that the politicians at the Ministry of Magic had always been under his control, relying on the prestige and money offensive of the Malfoy family, and he was like a fish in water.

Even though the Dark Lord failed to escape twelve years ago, the power of the Malfoy family was not affected in the slightest.

But now, they actually rejected themselves ?!

Lucius had a wry smile on his face, he wanted to do something, but found that he couldn't do anything.

In recent years, the Malfoy family's prestige has indeed been much less than before, and until now, he has been so weakened that he can't even kill a hippony-bodied winged beast.

"Damn, it's all damn Dumbledore and those filthy Mudbloods!" Lucius said angrily.

In his opinion, it was all Dumbledore's work.

The pure-bloods were having a hard time, their status was declining, and Muggle-born mudbloods were increasingly in high positions.

Lucius suddenly felt a little nostalgic for the days when the Dark Lord was still around, although he himself didn't have much affection for Voldemort, but the idea of the other party was what the pure-blood family really needed, they were the noblest, and those damn mudblood and Muggles were rightfully enslaved by them.

Lucius took a deep breath, he knew he had to stay calm, and although he thought so in his heart, he couldn't show these dangerous thoughts.

Judging by the current situation, this does not do itself any good.

The Malfoy family has been able to survive for thousands of years, relying not on short-term power, but on unparalleled wisdom in life.

But he can't do nothing and wait for his complaint to be dismissed!

The Malfoys have been disgraced since they were kicked out of the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry Board earlier this year, and if they were defeated by the rude Hagrid and the two mudblood-born students this time, the Malfoys would really be the laughing stock of everyone.

If you can't reflect your nobility and distinction from ordinary wizards, what is the difference between pure-blood wizards and those lowly mudbloods?!

If a few Squibs and Mudbloods can stomp the face of the Malfoy family to the ground, the Malfoy surname will quickly become as worthless as the pure-blood traitor Weasley!

No, no, you can't let that happen!

Something you have to do, maybe you can use some hidden power or more gold gallons.

Just as Lucius Malfoy was considering his next move, a beautiful black long-eared owl suddenly flew in from the window, interrupting his thoughts.

"Damn!" Lucius cried out in disgust.

Did the group of lazy house-elves in the house all die, and let the owl fly directly into his study.

Or do they all want to leave the Malfoy family like that traitor to Dobby?

Lucius was furious at the thought of Dobby, of how dare that hateful house-elf betray himself and betray the Malfoy family.

Because of this, he was ridiculed by his friends for a whole year.

Lucius pulled out his wand, ready to make the reckless owl pay the price in blood.

The next second, he suddenly stopped.

He saw the mark on the owl, which came from Hogwarts.

Lucius was a little curious, who could be the person who wrote the letter to him?!

It was certainly not Draco, he had other channels to contact him.

It wouldn't be Severus either, Lucius had never seen him use an owl yet.

Aside from these two people, Lucius really couldn't think of anyone in Hogwarts who would contact him at this time, and he didn't know what it said?

He walked over and took down the letter from the owl's feet, unfolded it, the handwriting was ugly, sloppy, and the words were very rude.

The letter reads: To Lucius Malfoy, my dear old friend, I will prepare a great gift for you at Hogwarts just around the corner of Christmas, I hope you will be satisfied, and I beg you to help me

Lucius frowned secretly, he couldn't remember when he had such an old friend at Hogwarts.

Also, what kind of gift will the other party prepare for themselves?!

He watched patiently, and after a few seconds, his brow furrowed.

Hogwarts Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, that James Lupin is actually a werewolf?!

Looking at the dirty letter paper in his hand, Lucius's mouth suddenly showed a cold, satisfied smile.

It's an unexpected Christmas gift, and if it's true, it's big news.

But that wasn't enough, a tame werewolf becoming a teacher was nothing more than the headline on the front page of the Daily Prophet, and it couldn't shake Dumbledore in the slightest.

Recognized as the greatest white wizard in the wizarding world in modern times, Dumbledore's status and power are beyond imagination.

He wasn't just the headmaster of a wizarding school, as exemplified by the basilisk attacking students at Hogwarts Castle last year, and it wasn't until the last moment, after so many attacks, that Lucius managed to convince the other directors to agree to remove Dumbledore.

Of course, a werewolf can't compare with a basilisk, and he has to pour some oil on this fire, only in this way can he make it burn more vigorously.

But the most important thing is to write to the person who writes to himself, what he is going to do.

If both things succeed, then you have every chance of getting Dumbledore out of Hogwarts.

With careful preparation, it's not impossible to even wipe Dumbledore's voice off.

After all, unlike the Chamber of Secrets incident, this incident was entirely caused by Dumbledore. Compared to this, the death or life of the stupid Hagrid and the equally stupid Hippogriff, Lucius was now focused entirely on what the letter said.

I don't know who the other person is, but it doesn't matter.

The point is this intelligence he said and what he was going to do, which is important!

As for the thing that the other party asked him to do, it was just a gesture, and he only needed to pay attention to it in terms of time.

Lucius looked at the wall clock, and there were still ten minutes until two o'clock in the afternoon.

Although it was in a hurry, but there was still time, Lucius pondered for a moment, and secretly made up his mind.

Although this is a dangerous matter, it is very much in line with the values of the Malfoy family that you don't have to show your own head and hide behind the scenes to fan the flames and let others charge.

"Bobby!" he shouted.

The next second, with a bang, a cowardly house-elf appeared in the room.

"I'm here, master. Poppy said in a shrill voice, looking at Lucius Malfoy in horror, afraid that the other party would punish him.

"Go get my gown ready, hurry up, I'm going to see the Minister of Magic. Lucius paused for a moment and continued, "Also, get ready the Golden Galleons, the more the better, and besides Fudge, my greedy old friends have a lot of appetites. ”

He walked briskly to his desk, and before meeting Fudge, Lucius was going to write a few letters to his old friends who hadn't seen each other in a long time, and also to tell the other pure-blood families who were happy to see Dumbledore fall.

PS.5.15 "The starting point" is raining red envelopes! Starting at 12 noon, grab a round every hour, and a large wave of 515 red envelopes depends on luck. You all go and grab it, and the starting coins you grabbed continue to subscribe to my chapters!