"Coming soon?"

Van Lin smiled a little self-deprecatingly, Harry Potter was in the same elevator as Umbridge just now, and it was possible that the two would have an intimate interaction, which was really ironic, but the person Harry played was obviously the highest among them.

Death Eaters? Or something else?

To be sure, not a single trace of a vampire can be found in the entire Ministry of Magic.

Even vampires are their comrades, but what are Death Eaters? a bunch of indulgent groups that don't unite and rely solely on force and fear.

It's not uncommon for someone you meet at a meeting today to be killed tomorrow by someone who is also sitting in a chair.

But vampires are different, and the orthodox vampire has a top-down sense of class that has lasted for centuries, and the high-level vampires have absolute leadership over the low-level.

Of course, it may not be appropriate to use it in terms of unity, but it is certain that externally, vampires are absolutely monolithic.

At least, I think that's the case with the Death Eaters.

Tom is indeed a qualified leader, not Valin, not Harry, only Dumbledore can match, but that is Tom of the past, the boy who is still called Tom Riddle is.

The feeling that the Death Eaters gave to Van Lin was like raising Gu, a law of survival of the fittest, naturally, Voldemort as the master would definitely not be involved, and the previous representative, that is, Lucius Malfoy, completely lost his prestige, Bellatrix was a pure madman, the werewolf Greyback died violently, and now only Alex and Snape can get their hands on it.

Of course, Van Lin would have liked to see Voldemort hand over the Death Eater group to Snape alone, but the problem was that he had chosen another Alex.

Is this Voldemort's self-confidence?

Van Lin casually flipped through Umbridge's office, the noise outside continued, and the little things were very interesting, at least enough to pester the others for a while.

Van Lin looked at the other things in the room.

Umbridge doesn't have any core secrets about the Ministry of Magic.

It was nothing more than some Daily Prophet's business, and it was confirmed that Umbridge was also very keen on the Muggle inventory.

Van Lin looked at it, and suddenly a very interesting message made Van Lin read carefully, it was a note in a drawer, before that, Van Lin had undone all the magic that Umbridge had cast on the cabinet.

Of course, having had an experience, Fan Lin naturally would not make the mistake of being ventilated by the mural again.

This is supposed to be Umbridge's personal note, but the person who recorded it is very interesting.

Alex dispatched personnel to carry out a new round of investigation on the morning of the first day, but the result was ultimately unsuccessful.

Van Lin looked at Umbridge's notes, and the woman didn't let him down at all.

Ever since Fudge was a minister, Umbridge had recorded everything he thought was noteworthy in great detail, and before that, Van Lin had seen Umbridge's dissatisfaction with Fudge, as well as his hatred for Harry Potter and him?

Maybe it's the Centaur tribe, but no matter what, it's enough for Umbridge to remember for a lifetime.

Usually such people live for a long time, don't they, but it is certain that Umbridge really wanted Alex's place, and she was the deputy secretary from the time of Fudge, then Scrimgeur, and then Alex......

Fan Lin thought that the change of several people, according to the normal law, a minister will step down, if the deputy minister chooses to be aggressive, then there is a high probability that this position will be his.

However, in just a few years, there have been three changes, three completely different people, and the same, Umbridge still sits where she sat in the beginning.

It's really hard for Umbridge to wait!

Van Lin put the diary down and continued to rummage, and soon, a familiar face jumped into view.

Admittedly, Dumbledore's influence on the wizarding world was profound, and to be specific, he could always be found wherever you looked.

Van Lin took the book, it was extravagant, and the cover was directly used for Dumbledore's dynamic photo, just like the one in the Headmaster's office.

Rita Skeeter, "Wise or Foolish?"

"Or, genius or madman?" added Van Lin silently.

He flipped through the pages and saw a photo of two young men laughing with their arms around each other's shoulders.

Dumbledore's silver hair was now elbow-length, and at that time there were only a few sparse and soft whiskers, reminiscent of the things on Clarat's lips that had disgusted Ron so much.

The boy standing next to Dumbledore laughing silently had a happy and excited expression on his face, his blond hair curled over his shoulders. Van Lin didn't recognize who it was, but maybe it was Dogo, after all, a lot of Rita's news came from interviews with Dogo.

However, before he could check the photo's caption, the door to Umbridge's office suddenly opened.

If Siknes hadn't looked back when he came in, then Van Lin wouldn't have had time to use the Illusion Charm.

In fact, he thought that Sikness might have caught a glimpse of his movements, as for a moment he stood still, staring curiously at the place where he had just disappeared.

Perhaps he was assuming that what he had just seen was nothing more than Dumbledore's nose picking on the cover, as Van Lin had put the book back on the shelf in a panic.

Sikness finally walked to the table, picked up his wand and pointed at the quill in the inkwell. The quill jumped out, scribbling a note to Umbridge.

At this time, Fan Lin didn't dare to come out, and slowly exited the office step by step and came to the open space outside.

The wizards who made the manual were still surrounding the decoy bomb, its wreckage still emitting faint whining and small puffs of smoke from time to time. The young witch said, "I bet it's a new type of magic trial department playing tricks, they're always so careless, remember the last time there was only a poisonous duck?"

While she was talking, Van Lin spotted the place where Ron had disappeared and quickly ran away.

In fact, Van Lin was ready to erase the memories of an entire office of people before this, but leaving a blank in the memory must be a problem, isn't it, and not far away hangs a sign for the Aurors' office, and the Death Eaters in it......

It's true, all the Aurors who were familiar with them are out there carrying out Scrimgeur's mission, and some of them have given up on the confrontation.

Even Dumbledore's power has been scattered, so who can they rely on?

Two young wizards who don't know whether to live or die? Just at the age of adulthood, even though these two young wizards have the capital to compete with adult wizards, they are not facing one or two people.

This is destined to require many people to fill it with their lives.

Van Lin walked briskly, according to his previous guess, Alex's office was indeed inside, and that kind of rich water vapor could not be hidden.

Van Lin lifted the spell, and then gently slammed the door, but there was no reaction inside.

As a last resort, Fan Lin violently pushed the door open, and then saw a figure holding a wand and constantly casting spells on the surroundings.

All kinds of spells, in short, this made Van Lin feel very gorgeous.

"Frozen!"

With a wave of his hand, a cold current blew through the doorway, and the surrounding colors quickly brightened, and hoarfrost creaked and froze as it climbed up the window glass.

Ron shuddered inside.

"Good luck you're here!" Ron sighed, "I'm still wondering when you'll be there, it's raining in this damn office." ”

Ron flicked his sleeves hard, but it was futile, his clothes were already frozen.

"So, what did you do to them, not just the rain?" Van Lin looked at Ron with some amusement, tapped Ron's clothes with his wand, and with a slight shake, those ice crystals fell off Ron's clothes, and then released a warming charm, Ning Hua was still very useful, although it was a little uncomfortable for Ron.

"Some spell relief, but it's worse than I thought. Ron said, shuddering involuntarily.

"Maybe he's just having a problem with the pipes......," said Van Lin, "So, have you thought about it...... Maybe find the pipe, and fix him?"

"Oh...... Forget it!" Ron patted his head with some annoyance, "I didn't even think about it here, I thought it was a spell...... Anyway, I found something good, Van Lin. ”

"What?"

Ron said, walking in and opening a drawer.

"It was supposed to be a spell, but my wand seemed to have disarmed him by mistake. Ron said, pulling out a list from it.

"What is this?" Van Lin quickly flipped through the list, the list was long, but Van Lin still found some familiar names from above.

"Bellatrix, this is the list of Death Eaters?"

"I think so, Lucius Malfoy is on the second page, and there are a few other things, but the paper is magical. Ron said quickly, "Maybe you can take a look, I think I need to get some of the ceiling." ”

Van Lin nodded, and began to carefully observe the pattern of the parchment scroll.

There are obvious traces of magic, but these lines of magic are very complex, as if they ...... Diary?

Van Lin was slightly stunned, Tom's diary, which had a magic mark belonging to Voldemort, he had come into contact with this thing, in the second grade, Van Lin humbly asked Tom for advice for a long time.

Immediately, Van Lin laughed, if Umbridge's office should be considered nothing, then Alex's office gave him enough surprises.

The wand was dotted in the center of the parchment scroll, visible to the naked eye, a pale blue ripple spread out, and in less than a second, the originally neat letters were like tadpoles swimming on the paper, arranging and integrating, as if replacing some new content.

Van Lin waited quietly for all the letters to be arranged, and then began to read carefully.

"Time, sacrifice, resurrection, coming!"

Van Lin was stunned, he probably extracted some keywords, collectively as he thought, Voldemort tried in vain to get rid of the threat of death to him with the help of death, but unexpectedly, Voldemort did not choose to fuse the Grim Reaper itself, but planned to resurrect it?

Below, Van Lin saw a spell similar to that used by Voldemort when he was resurrected, but it was different from the sacrifices used at the time, and it would require more deaths to be able to do so.

Voldemort went mad, so he was going to put the resurrection ritual in the Ministry of Magic?

But the content behind is different from the above, it is a prototype magic array arranged by words, through the superposition of spells, Fan Lin can clearly read the meaning of the seal.

For a while, Van Lin was a little confused, originally Fan Lin thought that the Grim Reaper had controlled Voldemort, but now it seems to be ......

"So, what does this paper say?" asked Ron.

Van Lin looked up and looked at Ron a little confused.

"You've been staring at it for more than half an hour. Ron said.

"Oh......" Van Lin suddenly wondered, he couldn't understand how a wizard could resurrect a god, and it seemed that blood sacrifices, spells, all of this seemed to meet the requirements, but shouldn't the consciousness of the god of death have been killed by them in Greece?

Voldemort was resurrected because his soul was not completely dead, and he was supported by six Horcruxes, but the Grim Reaper......

There are also words about time in the issue, Voldemort can't just rely on some spells and formations to convey his intentions to Alex, for Alex, Voldemort must have other commands.

"Maybe it's something he wants to make at the Ministry of Magic...... weapons?"

"Weapons?"

"I don't know. Fan Lin shook his head, "I can't parse this magic array in a short period of time......"

As he spoke, Van Lin took out a metal plate from his pocket and pasted the whole piece of paper on it, and then the metal plate appeared with the same lines as the parchment.

"I'll need some time," Van Lynn said, "but it's a huge takeaway, and I think we might have caught something important......

"Maybe Dumbledore wants to know?"

Van Lin silently added in his heart, he needed to get in touch with Dumbledore and the old bat, this time was too abrupt in the resurrection ritual, and there was time to go, even the strongest time prop could only reverse the time of a week, and the rules had to be strictly followed.

"Okay. Ron watched as Van Lin put down the parchment, "I think we need to get downstairs quickly, the poor woman is about to be judged, and maybe we should save her." ”