The Malfoys had always been together, and Narcissa knew her husband's whereabouts.

She knew that Peter Pettigrew had come to her door, and that her husband had personally managed to get a smuggled dragon egg from Tumbledown Alley.

Although the werewolf incident really made them pinch a cold sweat for their children, the 'smuggling fire dragon' behind was handled by the Malfoy family.

And these messages are too deeply involved, and if they are linked together or even excavated, they will inevitably deal a fatal blow to their efforts over the past ten years.

"We've finally severed ties with 'him', Lucius, if Fudge catches the handle at this time......"

"That's not a trick, Sicy."

Looking at his still beautiful wife, Lucius whispered.

He adjusted his expression to relax himself, but in the process, Narcissa saw his forehead tattoos.

Ten years have passed, and Lucius, who is heading straight for the age of 40, can't help but look a little haggard.

Peter Pettigrew's 'patronage' and the news he brought with him have been a source of pain for the Malfoy family.

But then, Lucius burst out laughing.

"I'm actually very happy...... The news that Cornelius brought was actually good, that 'he' had failed, and Peter Pettigrew had been caught, which meant that we were able to live our lives as before. ”

Before, Lucius felt like he was at a crossroads.

The choice was in front of him, but his own personality could not help him make a decisive and effective choice.

In fact, the defeat had made Lucius doubt himself, and the sudden fall of Voldemort's mid-day queen had caused the entire family to suffer.

As for now......

"That's really enough."

After coming to his senses, Lucius couldn't help but touch his growing hairline.

"We don't have to worry about anything else."

As for Fudge, Lucius didn't really take the seemingly imposing Minister of Magic to heart at all, and his threat level was not at all at the same level as that of the Dark Lord and Dumbledore.

"So, the 100,000 Galleons ......"

"That's a vote, my dear."

Stopping his wife from continuing, Lucius just shook his head.

Although he felt heartache when he threw 100,000 Galleons directly, it was able to avoid some potential troubles.

For example, fame......

"Ten years seems like a long time, but it's also a short time, and it's not enough to forget the choices we made...... Luckily, our Minister of Magic himself gave in to us. ”

"At least that guy who is a bit greedy for money himself doesn't want to swallow the money himself."

Narcissa wasn't stupid, and she quickly figured out what was going on.

However, this is only part of the reason, and it does not occupy a major position.

What really reassures Lucius is another ironclad fact:

"We and Fudge are essentially grasshoppers on the same rope, and he is more anxious than we are now."

After all, the starting points of both sides are different.

Lucius himself has already accepted his fate, anyway, the stain on his body can't be erased no matter what, he can only use the 'facts' to get rid of suspicion for himself as much as possible.

But Fudge is different, the man who has become obsessed with power will never let go of the power in his hands, and he will never allow any stain on himself.

"He can't be impeached, and he needs to add a lot of color to his life history as Minister of Magic to give him more voice and leverage."

"But, looking at Fudge, Pettigrew looks like he was caught at school."

“…… It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter where Pettigrew gets caught, it's Dumbledore and Fudge's business, and I'm only responsible for donating money...... We also only need to claim our fair share. ”

The relieved smile on his face still lingered, and Lucius tapped his cane lightly against his old and expensive floor.

"We ......"

"How?"

"Write a letter to Draco and tell the kid that we're leaving England for the summer and traveling elsewhere."

Either way, it's time to step back from this matter.

"Hasn't Draco always wanted to play with a new broomstick, and I think we should have some spare money to buy him one...... I've heard that the Halo Company will soon be making further upgrades to their broomsticks, and I have a way to get one and give it to Draco. ”

Speaking of his child, Lucius's eyes gradually softened.

"His birthday is also approaching."

…………

Just as the atmosphere in the Malfoy house gradually became cheerful, Fudge, who had left Wiltshire through a nearby fireplace, still looked grim.

The situation on the Malfoy's side seemed to him settled—Lucius had already expressed his attitude.

Although he did not stand with him as clearly as he expected, that donation added a lot of merit to him.

And the Quidditch World Cup is a great addition to his CV – at least it's exciting!

However, all of this must be achieved if he is re-elected.

After all, this position is flexible, and how many years it can hold depends on personal means, and a necessary general election in seven years is even more of a hurdle!

To do so, he must enlist all allies – even if they were political enemies for a time.

Yes, Barty Crouch Sr.!

This was who Fudge was going to visit, and his words and attitude were more important than Malfoy's.

'Knock knock'

After putting away the thoughts in his heart, he knocked on the door of the house in front of him.

It's just that Fudge didn't get a response at the first time, as if there was no one in the whole house at all.

However, Fudge could not have been deceived by such mere appearances.

He's always had his eyes on his former opponent.

After stepping down from the high-ranking Law Enforcement Division and being transferred to the relatively quiet Department of International Magical Exchange and Cooperation, he had nothing to do.

Every day, after retiring from the Ministry of Magic early, he returned home and lived a more leisurely life.

If he could, Fudge really wanted Crouch to be able to maintain such an attitude for the rest of his life, and such a self-absorbed competitor was no longer a threat to him.

Now, however, Fudge needs his help standing on the platform.

He needs his connections, he needs the influence that he still has.

He may not have been successful in his campaign, but he still had an influence that could not be ignored during the period of Voldemort's rise.

So......

"Old Barty, open the door! I know you're in there, there's something big about the Ministry of Magic! ”

Then, the door slowly opened, and the Crouch family mansion was finally open to Fudge.

"I knew you wouldn't sit idly by with the Ministry of Magic."