"Of course it's packed with this~" Roger shook the Pandora's box in his hand: "I knew the competition pill when it was foggy, but at that time, I had already seen the top three cups, so it has the value of collecting appreciation as a souvenir, so it is understandable that I secretly hide it." ”

Hermione couldn't help coughing on the side, is it really good to say this kind of behavior that belongs to embezzlement of the school's private property in front of the professor and the principal?

"Really, what is your explanation for helping the Death Eaters lurking at Hogwarts?" Voldemort Morison smiled, looked at Roger and said, "If it weren't for your help, he would have been exposed a long time ago, and my plan would have been known to Dumbledore." ”

"Nonsense, we are familiar with each other, I will sue you for slander if you talk nonsense. Roger hugged his arm and leaned back on the back of the chair: "And don't forget, you're just a captive now, talk to you Uncle Roger like this, be careful I let you taste what is called pyramidal brainwashing!"

Voldemort's tongue split in half licked his lips, and he didn't take Roger at all for his words, but looked at Dumbledore calmly: "I've said the general thing, now it's time for you to fulfill your promise." ”

Lao Deng looked at him deeply and didn't speak, thinking about something in his heart. It's not that Voldemort was fooling people with lies.

A whole year had taken the lead in the whole plan, and Dumbledore had already noticed a lot, and it was almost like a clue connecting them, so Voldemort's plan could easily be confirmed to be true or false.

What he was thinking about was Voldemort's request. How could a person who fears death and seeks the art of immortality take the initiative to ask for a quick death? Maybe there is something waiting for this baby-like body, even if it dies, there is nothing to lose...

It is not ruled out that Voldemort deliberately said such things to make him so suspicious, so that he could save his life and seek a chance to escape.

Before getting more information, Dumbledore didn't want to make a judgment, capturing Voldemort with such an advantage would be a huge loss to the entire wizarding world if he messed up.

While Dumbledore was pondering, Scrimgeour finally jumped out after a long silence: "Can't kill him! The mysterious person should be handed over to the Ministry of Magic, this is the duty and right of the magic cloth! no one has the right to decide the life or death of another person privately!"

"Oh, is it?Why didn't Voldemort hear you jump out and say this when he decided the life and death of others?"Now it's here again?" Roger's disdainful words spewed out a hot breath: "I said, Voldemort is mine, he will personally feel the fear brought about by mental pollution, and he will give me life if he is not in a state of automatic replay of various brainwashing divine comedies in his brain twenty-four hours a day!"

Listening to the argument between the two, Voldemort laughed at himself and looked at Dumbledore: "I didn't expect so many people to want me to live..."

Lao Deng said: "Like I said, there are many things that are more terrifying than death. ”

Voldemort's eyes involuntarily flashed with disdain for this old argument, but he unexpectedly did not refute it.

Dumbledore's heart sank.

Scrimgeour on the other side had a gloomy face, "Are you questioning your Minister of Magic, Mr. Collins?"

"Yes, especially with Fudge's stupid minister as a comparison, I have reason to question an 'acting' minister who has not yet come to power. Roger specifically accented the word agent.

Scrimgeur: "It was because of the mistakes of the previous ministers..."

Roger didn't give him a chance to speak: "And the Ministry of Magic didn't give a reasonable explanation for the Dark Mark mark at last year's Quidditch World Cup. ”

Scrimgeour: "That's because..."

Roger: "There is no reasonable explanation for the attack on the Ministry of Magic. ”

Scrimgeour: "It's been..."

Roger: "Last night, Bye sent dozens of Aurors to die, and the Ministry of Magic still didn't give a reasonable explanation. ”

"......" Scrimgeur: I have a MMP that I must say!

Dumbledore thought for a moment and finally interrupted Roger's argument with the Acting Minister... In fact, it's not an argument at all, and after a few words, Scrimgeour has already been scolded by Roger and has nothing to say... This scare has always been exposed according to the short.

"Okay, Roger, Voldemort is not something you can do," the old man rubbed his swollen head, "I'll take care of him personally, so let's stop a little..."

"Handle it personally?" Mr. Acting Minister heard the smell and immediately retorted, "This is impossible, this is the duty of the Ministry of Magic! Even you, Dumbledore, don't have any authority to do this!"

"You don't represent the Ministry of Magic yet, Scrimgeour," Dumbledore's attitude on the matter was a tough mess, even if he was exhausted, but his expression and momentum were unquestionable: "When you become a real minister, come and say this to me!"

The corners of the Acting Minister's eyes twitched, but the expected anger did not appear, he gave Dumbledore a deep look, only said a 'good', and limped out of the small office that had been converted into a dormitory.

"Why, Dumbledore, are you ready to break your promise?" Voldemort said in a cold tone.

"Of course not," Old Deng regained that gentle tone and said, "I'm just going to fulfill my promise after figuring out some things..."

"Don't worry, you won't let others torture you. Glancing at Roger, he added. Then he waved his wand a little slowly, causing Voldemort to fall to a deep sleep.

"Alright, Roger, now let's hear the story of how I was sent away by you. Dumbledore said.

Roger glanced at Comrade Lao Fu, uncomfortably took out his wand and hung all kinds of negative magic and ear closure spells on him, and then put the wand on my table and described the situation to Dumbledore as it was.

Dumbledore didn't speak, but after Roger finished speaking, he asked for some details, such as the intelligence shown by the great snake Nagini, the special effects of the Akidena grass flower snake after his death, and the tone of Voldemort's voice when he spoke, etc., but did not ask Roger why he was able to make Voldemort give up his plan to kill him after 'greeting'.

After saying this for a long time, Roger smacked his somewhat dry mouth and looked around the small office: "Isn't there anything to drink here?