When Bode the Silent returned from the dark room again, he had a thumb-sized clear glass bottle in his hand, containing a small bottle of clear liquid, and Crocker watched Amelia Burns take the truth potion from Bode's hand, and lowered his head, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Thank you." Amelia thanked softly, turned and took small steps, the hem of her long fuchsia robe swaying silently, and walked towards the prisoner, whose head was lowered and his hands were chained.

"Heads up, Stoic." The witch whispered, calmly unable to hear anger or joy.

"You're a waste...... Time, Amelia. Stojee Podmore's voice was hoarse, as if he had shaken off dust, and he shook his head a few times, and his thick straw-colored hair was thick, "Dumbledore ordered me, huh...... Order of the Phoenix, you know...... It's Dumbledore......"

"Look up." As if she hadn't heard, the Director commanded in a low voice, "Drink it down, Stoicjee, whatever madness you're having, I don't believe Dumbledore ordered you to do it." ”

Crock's Adam's apple quivered, and he swallowed imperceptibly.

Amelia lifted Stojee's chin with her fingers, and Sinkenis stood to the side, her hands clasped to her chest, and at some point she had a slender wand in her hand.

The transparent liquid fell into Stoicjee's mouth like two drops of drizzle, and the wizard gave up his resistance, or perhaps understood that it was a useless act of futility, just a waste of time.

Crocker stood there like a stationary stone statue, a little far from the center of the light, his eyes fixed on Stojee Podmore, who had taken the elixir, and only he could hear the sound of a drumming heartbeat, driving the blood to pound against the eardrums.

Time slowed down at this moment, the world in Crocker's eyes inadvertently slowed down, the coherent picture shattered into frame by frame, Stoic's Adam's apple squirmed, the truth vomit had just been swallowed, and his face instantly turned pale, white strange, white weird, white made people feel scared when they looked at it.

It's like something bad is about to happen.

Then in the next second, he began to struggle desperately to break free from the chains and shackles on his wrists, his whole body trembling violently, like a sifting chaff, his face contorted, his mouth wide open, the expression of fear and wanting to say something froze on his cheeks, and then there was Sinkenes's scream—

"It's not a truth spitting! Oh my God, it's poison! Almost subconsciously, he raised his wand and aimed it at Bode, the Silent Man, who was standing behind Amelia, and Bode was opening his mouth wide in astonishment, thinking that he had taken the elixir from the reserve box of the elixir, which had been prepared for today's interrogation, the potion approved by the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.

How did it become poison?

Everything happened too quickly, Stoicjee's death didn't last long, one second he was still pale, struggling desperately, opening his mouth to say something, and the next second he swallowed his last breath.

Bode's face was as pale as the recently dead Stoic, and Sinkenes' wand was still pointing at him, and he could only raise his hands to try to prove his innocence, his mouth trembling and unable to speak, even the silence man could not maintain his usual composure at such a moment.

"It's stupid." Crocker muttered to himself, realizing that he had never been able to realize that his colleague was such a stupid person.

If it were me, would I be so restrained? He asked himself: "Of course not, I will kill myself, if I am caught, I will definitely annoy my master." ”

With this in mind, Crocker slowly approached Sinkenis and Bode, and took out his wand and pointed at Bode.

"Crocker......" Bode's face was full of pleading, "not me...... I'm holding the Truth Teller that I prepared today, and you've seen it, and the two of us sorted it out together—"

"Take care of him—" Amelia Burns interrupted Bode's ***** in an unprecedentedly cold tone, and stood in front of the motionless, dead Stojee Podmore, with her right hand, pale and feeble in the light.

Sweep Stoic's eyelids and close the dead wizard's eyes.

"Director......" Sinkenes seemed to want to say something.

"He's dead, Pierce." Amelia states facts that she herself cannot believe, far from the calm on the surface, and under the calm surface is the heart that has turned into a rough sea.

A criminal who had not yet been convicted had been poisoned and killed in front of the Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, in front of the Director and the Deputy Director, and in the Department of Mysterious Affairs, which was the most strictly secretive, and because of this management, Rufus Skoringer could not even bring an additional Auror.

Amelia closed her eyes worriedly for a moment, as if she was really tired of digesting such information.

As the head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, no one knew better than she how many holes this heavy, clumsy, rotten machine had, and the Ministry of Magic was riddled with holes for someone whose name could not be mentioned.

"Go and inform Fukubu/zhang to come back." Amelia waved wearily to her deputy director, "As soon as possible, no, as quickly as possible, preferably before he goes to Hogwarts, or even causes something irreparable." ”

It is obviously impossible for this silent man named Bode to independently plan such a premeditated poisoning incident, who is the mastermind behind the scenes, and why he does not want Stojee Podmore to live, the question is already obvious, the person who killed Stojee and instructed Stoji to infiltrate the Department of Mysteries and try to pass through the first-level secret door should be the same person.

Dumbledore's suspicions increased dramatically in an instant, but Amelia could not believe that the great wizard she knew, "Dumbledore", would do such a thing, especially when Dumbledore had contacted them in the previous months and told them that "the mysterious man had returned".

What if it was done by a mysterious person......? Amelia shuddered, this is really terrible, if this thing was done by a mysterious person, what is he for?

Amelia patted her head, she was really crazy, it was not surprising that the mysterious man wanted to use the hand of the Ministry of Magic to get rid of his most feared enemy, it was so reasonable.

Thinking of this, the director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement panicked even more, and his heart thumped into his chest, as if it was about to jump out.

"Let's go, let's go first, don't reveal the news, everything will be decided after the ministry/Mr. Zhang comes back." Amelia glanced at her deputy, he was still waiting, it was obvious that there was some understaffing here, except for the two high-ranking officials of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, there were only two silent people left.

"Your name is Saul Crocker...... Right? ”

"Yes, Ms. Burns."

"You stay here, don't leave yet." Amelia gave the order quickly, but it didn't take much time in between.

"Let's go first, you look at Bode, Sinkenis-I know, Bode, whatever the excuse, wait until the trial of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, rest assured, I won't wronged you, the law is just-"

After a while, the circular room fell silent, and Crocker slowly walked to the center of the room, looked at Stoic Podmore, who was tied to a chair and had become a corpse, and nudged him twice, as if to confirm that the wizard was really dead.

"Shh," he sneered, making a half-nasal sound, and circled the Stoigie back and forth as if it were something very interesting.

"Although I don't know why the master asked me to poison you, I don't care about this for a long time." He paced to himself, his emotions high, and he talked to himself excitedly; "I've done my job, and I'm sure I'll get a reward, the best reward from my master."

"Ahh......h

"Uh-huh——!?"

Crocker quickly drew the wand in his arms, clenched it in his hand, and on the side of the round room, a door opened without a trace, and a figure slowly walked in from the outside, and could only barely make out a trace of the figure from the light shining in from the door.

By the time Crocker tried to take a closer look, the man had disappeared into the darkness at the edge of the room.

But Crocker clearly recognized who it was, and even if he couldn't see it clearly, he knew for sure that it was due to some kind of enchantment and connection that prompted Crocker to bend down and bow his head with great respect:

"Master—you're here!"

The expression on his face concealed anticipation and happiness, like that of a student who has turned in his paper and is waiting for his professor's praise.

"He's dead, master, and as you commanded, Stoic Podmore is dead—"

The figure in the darkness did not respond, neither answered nor emerged from the darkness, the air in the room was cold, and the darkness around the room was terrifying.

Crocker seemed unaware of all this, and only excitedly recounted his achievements

"I changed the elixir that I had prepared beforehand, master, as you said, they were indeed ready to use the elixir on this poor fellow, and I secretly changed it to poison as planned,...... Watch as Stoic drinks two drops...... He wasn't peaceful when he left......"

Crocker gushed as he spoke, as if something had moved in the darkness.

"Avada suo!"

The blinding green light lit up the room, and Crocker was defenseless, and the death curse struck him, and the silent man immediately shook twice like a candle in the wind, and then fell to the ground silently with a dull "thud".

"Report to the master......"

The green light had not yet completely dissipated, and in the darkness at the edge was a familiar face of the employees of the Ministry of Magic, who had just succeeded Barty Crouch as Director of the Department of International Magical Exchange and Cooperation.

But the light soon dissipated, and the door to the round room opened silently, and a black shadow flashed and disappeared into the room, and the place fell silent again, and it seemed to be no different from before, except for two more corpses that could never speak.

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Umbridge walked briskly down the hallway, looking very happy, and the cheerful little song was about to come out of her mouth and hum.

She walked around the corner of the Hogwarts wall, startled by what suddenly appeared beneath her feet

"Oh my God!" She held her throat and let out a sweet and greasy exclamation, but quickly regained her composure, and slowly crouched down on the corner of her skirt, revealing a disgusting expression that seemed to Harry and the others:

"Oh, my dear little furball, why are you here?"

Squatting in front of Professor Umbridge was a curly-eared cat with a bell on its chest, and the cat rubbed its head against the witch's hand to reveal the envelope hidden under his arms, and Umbridge instantly recognized it as a secret letter from the Ministry of Magic.

She took off the envelope, opened it in the hallway, and read it carefully.

After a few minutes, Umbridge put the letter around the cat's neck again, stroked it twice, leaned close to the cat's ear, and said without disgust: "Go, go and give this to the adult I saw last time—send it to it, quick." ”

With that, he straightened up, turned the corner hurriedly, and panted up the marble staircase until he reached the stone monster lying quietly in the corridor on the eighth floor, Cornelius Fudge had been waiting for a long time.

"Ah, you're here Dolores." Seeing Umbridge, Fudge smiled excitedly, "Thank you, I'm sure you've read the letter I sent you, as a High Inquisitor at Hogwarts, you must be present for this-"

"Of course, I understand, Ministry/Zhang."

Umbridge nodded obediently, "Then let me open the door—"

She stepped forward and said rhythmically, "Honey lemon candy." ”

Under the watchful eyes of Fudge and Skorlinger, as well as a large group of Aurors from the Ministry of Magic, the stone monster jumped aside, the wall behind it cracked in half, and the moving stone staircase was revealed, and Fudge was the first to take the lead.

"Get your wands ready." Fudge paused for a moment and said suddenly.

Umbridge felt a little unease in his voice.

Scollinger acted first, holding his wand cleanly in his hand, and the Aurors drew their most powerful weapons.

Walking up the stone staircase to the shiny gate, there was a sphin-headed homriff knocker on the door, Fudge didn't have the patience to knock on the door, he pushed it open and broke in.

There are no shortage of people in the office.

Professor McGonagall stood upright at Dumbledore's desk, seemingly having just had a heated argument, and then stopped, looking back at Fudge and the others with anger and nervousness.

Professor Severus Snape stood further back, his hands in front of his lower abdomen, his face expressionless as he looked straight ahead, his gaze still gloomy.

Dumbledore sat behind the desk with a serene expression, his slender fingers clasped together, and his gaze easily swept over the large crowd of intruders, from Rufus Scollinger to Kingsley Shackle, pausing for a moment on Umbridge and then moving to Fudge.

"Good evening, Mr. Zhang, I don't think you brought someone here at this time, and you must not have sent me an invitation to dinner."