"Thank you, Alasto." Dumbledore looked at Moody and nodded.

Dumbledore wasn't polite, he really thought it was hard work with Egger...

"So, you caught him?" Dumbledore looked at Egg happily.

Reaching for a lantern, Egg tapped it and handed it to Dumbledore.

Dumbledore took the lantern and looked at it carefully, Moody and Lupin didn't stay long in the room, they said hello to Dumbledore and left, both of them are smart people, smart people can always erase their curiosity about some things in time.

Looking at the lantern in front of him with a calm face, it took a long time for Dumbledore to slowly speak: "We meet again, Tom..."

"Get out! Old immortal..."Voldemort looks terrible...

"What a bad guy... How could I have such a sad offspring, look at this man who is not a ghost or a ghost..."On the wall, Slytherin looked at Voldemort's Soul Lamp on the table with disgust.

"You... Who is it? Voldemort squinted at Slytherin.

"Salazar Slytherin—" Slytherin scoffed, "You can call me Ancestor..."

Lord Voldemort: "??? ”

You're kidding?

You're kidding, right?

Egger on the side listened to the conversation between the two and almost didn't laugh, Voldemort, who had always respected his blood, was disliked by his ancestors, and he didn't know what Voldemort would think.

"You're just a portrait," Voldemort still looked like no one in his eyes, "Even if you are resurrected before me, I will not be afraid at all, for I have attained eternal life that even you cannot have." ”

"Horcruxes?" Slytherin gave Voldemort a mocking look, "Helmo made something so good, so why didn't he try it himself?" Do you really think you're the only one who knows this? Thousands of years ago, there were brilliant wizards everywhere, and only a fool like you chose this path..."

Inside the Soul Gathering Lamp, Voldemort was silent.

Egger felt that if he could see his face, then his face must be ugly at this time.

In fact, Voldemort was in a very bad mood, and he had vaguely guessed Egger's purpose in arresting him in Albania before, and sure enough, the secret of his Horcrux was still discovered.

Dumbledore was also pondering the prophecy about Trelawney, wondering if it still existed.

Fate is a very mysterious thing, and sometimes it can be completely changed by a flap of a butterfly's wings, let alone an iron rod like Egger that is stuck in the gears of fate...

Egg didn't know what Dumbledore was going to do with Voldemort, but it was certain that Voldemort would basically stop thinking about jumping around in the future...

Now Voldemort's family has basically been copied by himself, and even his wand has been burned by himself, unless Dumbledore's head is pumped and the soul lamp is thrown out and smashed to pieces, otherwise Iger doesn't think that Voldemort, a stupid bird that has been depleted by himself, can make any waves under the nose of a monster like Dumbledore.

If this can be run away by Voldemort, Iger can only say that it is special, Britain will give it to you, and labor and management will not play...

The settlement of Voldemort is a very serious issue, for this problem, even Dumbledore can not deal with it privately, and as soon as Iger returned, Dumbledore asked Evra's portrait to go to the Ministry of Magic to tell Fudge about it.

The shadow of the tree of human life, there is such a name as Voldemort, the minister came in time, and he was followed by two Aurors, Kingsley and Dlux, the two who caught Egger in the first place...

"Merlin's beard..."Fudge stared at the Soul Gathering Lamp on the table in front of him with a horrified expression, "Albus, I want an explanation..."

"This is Lord Voldemort...... Dumbledore explained to Fudge what the thing in front of him was, but Fudge didn't seem to believe it.

"This is indeed Voldemort's remnant, for some reason, we can't destroy him now..."Egger looked at the ugly Fudge on the side and emphasized, "I just captured him from Albania, she can testify!" ”

As he spoke, Egg gestured to Dolores in the corner and chatting with Slytherin.

"Testify? A snake? Fudge laughed as if he had heard some joke, but there was a horror in his smile.

"Whether you believe it or not, he's here, and he won't leave..."Egg spread his hands towards the soul lamp on the table: "Come on, Tom, say something~"

There was not the slightest movement of the soul lamp, Voldemort was not a fool, he knew that it was best for him not to squeak at this time.

"I don't know what could make Albus come up with such a ridiculous story, a lamp, a little boy, a snake?" Fudge's face became more and more ugly, and his voice gradually became hoarse.

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, Dumbledore!" Fudge's voice jerked up, and he shouted.

“So… So, you don't believe what I'm saying? Egg turned his head to look at Fudge.

"What words? Joke? Fudge stiffly tilted his neck and looked at Egg.

"Minister, though I hate to say that... But two of the most powerful people in the whole of Britain are standing in front of you, and not to mention their attitudes, I think their words... Credible," Ginsley whispered as he leaned over to Fudge.

Fudge's body stiffened, of course I knew it was credible!

But why when I was in office?!

Why did this guy suddenly reappear when I was in office?

Fudge was a qualified politician, but by no means a qualified leader.

Because he's cowardly.

"They're just two crazy people!" Fudge pursed his lips, looked at the two people in front of him with a pale face, gritted his teeth and muttered, "They just... Want... seize power..."

Fudge was afraid, although just admitting that this thing in front of him meant that great credit was placed in front of him, he didn't dare to offend the thing in the soul lamp, he just wanted to put himself in a state where he didn't know anything, and spent this term in peace.

But his blind attitude angered Egger...

Although there was speculation about Fudge's cowardice, when the facts were in front of him and the old man in front of him was still stubborn, it completely exhausted the last bit of patience and tolerance of Egg.

Shiro is so good to you, isn't it? The gold was harvested in vain?

Egger sneered, and casually picked up the soul lamp on the side: "I'll give you three seconds, if you continue to choose this attitude, I'll smash it, let him go, and then nail you to the minister's position, and when he is resurrected, you can hold your right to die, how about it, isn't it complete?" It must be romantic to die at your job, right? One! ”

Fudge's face turned pale instantly, and he immediately shouted loudly, "Stop him! ”

As soon as the words fell, the golden staff behind Iger flew out with a whizz, and Kingsley and Dlux failed to let go of a fart, and they were knocked unconscious in an instant.

"Two!"

Egger's face grew darker, and his gaze scanned Fudge impatiently.

Fudge's eyes changed, as if he wanted to pull out his wand, but he didn't dare.

Dumbledore stood behind the table and watched with interest at Egg's assault on Fudge, he admired Egg's rule-breaking approach, and as much as he wanted to, he couldn't...

His identity is destined for him to do things according to the rules.

But Iger doesn't...

And not only does he not follow the rules, he also does not reason...

This made things that Dumbledore thought difficult to do, and Iger became easy to solve.

How do you mess up? Is it good to cut it with a knife?

Minister of Magic, you have a headache? Is it okay to chop off your head?

Iger could have released Voldemort, because he had captured him, and anyone who had any opinions could talk to him alone.

But Dumbledore can't do it, even if he catches Voldemort, he can't let it go, otherwise it will affect his reputation and reputation.

Although he didn't care much about his reputation and reputation, before Voldemort didn't have a dog leash, it was important to take care of his feathers.

But Egger is different, this guy doesn't have any good reviews and reputation...

Besides, the public opinion of the wizarding world is in the hands of Iger, the editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet and the boss of the gold are all soft, plus a reporter like Rita Skeeter, even if Iger wants to make Fudge's reputation bad tomorrow, it will be a matter of one sentence...

Fudge was in a cold sweat, stared at the lantern in Egger's hand in horror, and pointed at Egger tremblingly: "You... It can't be like this..."

"Three! It's a pity—" Egger sighed regretfully, and was about to throw the lantern out of the window.

"Stop! I agree! Fudge suddenly shouted loudly.

"That's right...", casually putting the lantern back on the table, Egg gave Fudge a sneering look, "You and Voldemort are supposed to be from the same era... People are still characters, look at your cowardice..."

Fudge didn't seem to hear what Egger said, but sat down in his chair in despair, and then looked at the lantern with a shudder.

"You're damned... Fudge—" Voldemort's resentful voice rang out.

He had no doubt that Egger would have thrown himself out if Fudge hadn't approved of it just now.

Although it is likely that he will be able to find it again, Voldemort will have the confidence to escape if the lantern breaks.

He has always been very confident in himself.

Fudge shuddered when he heard this, and looked at the lantern on the table with a horrified face.

"Now it's alright, right? If you don't help us, you will be killed when he is resurrected, so why do you have to push yourself to the end of the road? Egger gloated and looked at Fudge in front of him and laughed, he smiled happily, at least this time the Ministry of Magic couldn't hold back any longer...

Even if it was for his own sake, Fudge would do his best to kill Voldemort.

Fudge stared at the soul lamp in front of him for a long time, and then shouted hysterically: "The Ministry of Magic will not let you go unpunished!" I'm going to stop you! Want to escape? Dream on, bastard! ”

Suddenly, several people were caught off guard by Fudge's sudden frenzy, especially Voldemort, who was blindsided.

Weren't you so cowardly just now?

It is said that the rabbit is in a hurry and wants people, Fudge is in such a state now, he has been completely forced by Dumbledore and Egg, Voldemort is okay if he doesn't speak, and when he speaks, Fudge completely extinguishes the little luck in Fudge's heart...

And then there was the hysterical madness...

"I'm going to imprison you in Azkaban! You'll never think about rolling over! Staring at the soul lamp in front of him, Fudge roared with the green veins on his neck exposed.

"It's a pity that he can't go anywhere but the principal's office! With all due respect, the place of Azkabana may not be able to hold him. Iger said bluntly.

"That's it! Put it in! This! Fudge stared hatefully at the soul lamp in front of him, panting.

"I don't really understand, Dumbledore is so much stronger than Voldemort, it seems like you'd rather be afraid of Voldemort than Dumbledore? Is this a gentleman who can be deceived in a good way? Egg sneered at Fudge, "I hope you'll be able to see one thing clear in the future, Mr. Fudge... Dumbledore was a gentleman, but I'm not..."

"Are you a threat?" Fudge asked with a pale look at Egg.

"'I can't help it if you think so...' of course I wouldn't say that!" Egg looked at Fudge with a grin, "That's right, I'm threatening you. ”

Fudge is gone...

Gone with a puff...

Because Iger not only threatened him, but also asked him for the Order of the Order of the Merlin...

Fudge said that he couldn't tell the public about the mysterious man for the time being, so even if he wanted to give Iger a medal, he didn't know it, and then left in a hurry.

Behind him were two unconscious men...

Seeing that the matter was over, Egg did not linger, and shoved Dolores, who was chatting happily with Slytherin in the corner, into his arms, and then turned around and disappeared in place with a 'snap' in the protest of Slytherin's righteous words.

Tonight's Granger house is more lively than usual, as Iger brings back a new member: Dolores...

Although the Granger family was accustomed to the strange things around Egger, the sudden appearance of a large python two or three meters long still scared the Grangers.

Jane leaned against the kitchen counter with a pale face, holding the shovel in her hand, squinting her eyes and not daring to look at Doloris beside her, and shouted anxiously: "Egg! What is she doing? ”

"She's saying hello to you, I told her you're the highest in the family, and she seems to like you," Egg grinned as he stood aside and explained to Mrs. Granger.

"I know! I know! Hurry up and let her go..."Mrs. Granger's voice unconsciously brought a little crying, "Please, hurry up and get her away..."

Chris rubbed his head with a headache: "Okay Egg, don't make trouble..."

Hermione at the dining table on the side looked at Chris with some disdain: "Dad... Can you get off the table first? ”

It's just a python, and in Hermione's opinion, although it looks a little unacceptable, but in terms of danger, it's much safer than the curling winged demon, and that thing refuses to take a step closer no matter how much Egg teases Hermione.

I wonder how my parents will feel when they learn that there is a creature that looks like a dragon living in the house...

Probably... Would you be crazy?