In the evening, Rosemerta hurried past Rommon's eyes, crouched down in front of a stroller, and handed the warm bottle in his hand to little Harry's mouth. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Holding a warm bottle in one hand and looking at little Harry's happy face, Rosemerta couldn't help but chuckle a little, and then panicked to cover it with her idle left hand, and couldn't help but glance at Romon who was tidying up.

Naturally, Rosemerta's small movements didn't hide from Romon either, but she didn't care about it and began to take care of her hair in front of the mirror.

The little guy also seemed to notice Rosemerta's eyes, a fleshy little hand grabbed the bottle and kept waving it towards Romon, and the little mouth also made an unknown sound of 'babbling'.

Turning his head to look at the little guy who seemed to be more excited, Romon raised his chin towards Rosemerta and said lightly.

"Take care of this little guy, two maids will come over in two days, and I can help you share it then, but this little guy seems to be quite well-behaved, and you don't have to worry about being too tired......"

Subconsciously rolling her eyes, Rosemerta looked at the guy in front of her who was standing and talking without backache, and wanted to ask, 'Is this your son?'

But when the words came to his lips, he asked softly, "Are you going out?"

Picking up the purple wand on the table, Romon nodded, then put on his hood, hiding a large part of his face, and said to Rosemerta.

"Voldemort is gone, I'm ready to accept his power, I don't want those garbage from the Ministry of Magic to be idle and make trouble for the Bone Clock Tower in the future, so I have to make them dare not have this idea from now on......"

Rosemerta was stunned, and when she came back to her senses, she only saw the little guy holding the bottle and eating happily, but Romon had long since disappeared.

With a smile, Rosemerta squatted down again, looking at the little guy with a smile on the corner of her mouth, her sexy red lips muttering.

"This is to put me at ease, by the way, warn me...... Looks like that guy is pretty good for you!"

......

At night, around a ruined castle, cloaked figures whispered near the torches, with panicked and anxious expressions on their faces, occasionally glancing at the man in a rich violet robe standing in the center of the crowd.

With his long pale blonde hair, haughty eyes, and slightly pursed lips, there was only one Death Eater who matched this trait!

Lucius Malfoy.

Crabbe and Goyle stood on either side of Lucius like door gods, their eyes constantly scanning the wizards around them, preventing them from approaching Lucius's location.

After a while, Lucius opened his ruby-encrusted pocket watch, glanced around, and nodded.

He slapped his palms a few times, but he didn't have much strength, and the applause was heard by all the wizards around him.

After seeing that these Death Eaters had focused their attention, Lucius did not hide it, cleared his throat and said directly.

"Since you are willing to believe me, Lucius Malfoy, and come here at this time, then I will naturally honor what I said when I contacted you, and bring you a good way out after the Dark Lord is gone......"

No one interrupted Lucius, and at this time when his life and death were at stake, even the most stupid person would not do anything provocative or contradictory, unless he had a different plan in the first place.

Obviously, there is no such guy for the time being, and Lucius also continued without changing his face, but it is a pity in his heart that the preparations he has made are not needed......

"The Dark Lord is gone, and everyone is rumored to have killed Harry Potter, whether it's true or not, but the fact that the Dark Lord is missing is almost certain......"

"I'm sure you've noticed that I didn't invite those Dark Lord loyalists because they would get in the way of our survival, so let them be imprisoned in Azkaban in their hasty escape!"

There were some echoing chuckles around them, and Lucius's words directly connected them, making these original Voldemort's subordinates can't help but let go of their worries.

"Before saying the last sentence, let me give you an analysis of the current situation, maybe some people have thought it through, or some people have not thought about it. But I'm just saying what I think, and whether you believe it or not depends on your own brains. ”

Walking a few steps towards the campfire, the warm flames made Lucius's body shudder, pause, and continue to talk.

"If the Dark Lord is missing, then it is obvious that our people will also fall apart, for the simple reason that we can't resist the Ministry ......of Magic and Dumbledore, and defeat is already doomed."

"I know some of you have some connections to the Ministry of Magic, don't be too busy denying it, I also have some connections over there, it's not a big deal, you're just doing it for your own lives. ”

"But have you ever considered why the fellows at the Ministry of Magic are so lenient to us that they are chasing after Voldemort's diehards? I hope none of us say anything like 'those guys are evil', and that would make me think that the guy who said that hasn't graduated from Hogwarts yet. ”

Looking around, Lucius jumped onto a collapsed wall of an old castle in a cold tone.

"Profit! Everything is because of profit! Voldemort's diehard loyalists have received a lot of benefits during Voldemort's rampant time, and those of us are actually just making a small fuss, and some even have to pay tribute to Voldemort......"

"So the Ministry of Magic has given us a relatively relaxed environment now, just to let us look for connections everywhere, and exchange the wealth in our hands for the Ministry of Magic's unwanted, everything is as simple as that......"

With a few sneers, Lucius reached out to stop the increasingly noisy voices of the many Death Eaters below, and took out a badge from the pocket on the inside of his robe, with a white bone style and three rings on the outside, and said lightly among the many expressions.

"Then why don't we join the Clock Tower of Bones and continue to make these greedy fellows of the Ministry of Magic tremble beneath our feet?

Lucius's words caused many of the Death Eaters below to talk, and Crabbe, Goyle, and other wizards who had long been in contact with Lucius all converged on Lucius's place, staring warily at the restless wizards.

When everything was clear, a wizard finally stepped forward and openly opposed Lucius's proposal.

The reason is very simple, if these guys have not been co-opted by the Ministry of Magic for a long time, they are simply spies sent by the Ministry of Magic, and when Lucius's proposal is in danger of their interests, they will naturally not maintain the stability that appeared before.