Animagus.

Only those who have truly learned to transform the wizard's own human orientation into an animal can be called so.

In fact, if the wizards themselves don't want to be lifted, they can live as animals forever - even in the face of death.

Generally speaking, the Animagus who can learn and successfully transform is a wizard with excellent talent for transfiguration charms, and those who can complete the transformation when they are students are even more geniuses among geniuses.

If he really wants to go it alone, Peter Pettigrew is probably not inferior and does not need to fear anyone at all.

Scrimgeour didn't think he could beat him or even capture him in a one-on-one fight.

It's just that there is no absolutely fair thing in this world, let alone any ifs.

Perhaps from the time he chose to turn himself into a mouse, he had disappeared from this world.

Just picking up the dead rat, Scrimgeour felt a little embarrassed in his heart.

Of course, there were some things he knew weren't right, but to get them back on track now would be quite costly.

Even if he didn't like Fudge very much, the status and prestige of the Ministry of Magic itself did not allow for any provocation.

Carrying the hairless mouse, Scrimgeour strode to Malfoy's mansion.

He didn't just choose this place to hide his eyes, the body had to be disposed of.

However, the person in charge of this processing must not be him.

Although he is known as a 'lion', or even a male lion known for his stereotypical seriousness, Scrimgeour has a keen sense of politics.

He knew who was playing a role in this, so he couldn't stay out of it.

After about 10 minutes, Scrimgeour left Malfoy Manor.

As for the Malfoy master, he was in the living room at this moment, staring at the big mouse lying flat on the floor.

"Listen, Sicy, Scrimgeour hasn't been to our house, we haven't had any guests, understand?"

After taking a deep breath, Lucius whispered.

"I know."

Narcissa just nodded, but her eyes were still fixed on the mouse corpse.

"It's just that I don't understand why Scrimgeour put Peter ...... Throw the carcass of this rat to us and he will be able to dispose of it himself. ”

Right now alone, Narcissa could recall countless spells related to these things.

Not to mention the vanishing charm, a spell like fire alone can burn it clean.

"He didn't want to bury this rat in our yard, did he?"

"They don't care about the means of dealing with it."

Closing his somewhat tired eyes, Lucius spoke.

"Even now, the Vanishing Charm isn't very safe...... For thousands of years, no one knew where the Vanishing Charm had left the enchanted objects and creatures, and it would be even more troublesome to find them. ”

"That'...... Fierce fire? ”

"It's not a matter of spells."

Lucius spoke.

"It's just that this matter has to be handled by us."

Speaking of which, Narcissa also understood.

"Fudge and Scrimgeour are trying to drag us into the water."

"Yes, this matter itself is a conspiracy, and no matter how you deal with it, you will definitely not be able to hide it from Dumbledore."

"He probably didn't even think to hide it."

"Yes, Sicy, that's the point, this matter itself is that Fudge wants to use the general situation to suppress Dumbledore and make him compromise, and they don't care about Pedirux's fate or situation."

"It's always going to come to light."

Narcissa whispered.

"Yes, it's always going to come to light, so what we should be thinking about now is how to maximize the benefits of this thing."

Tapping lightly on the table, Lucius' mind raced wildly.

Seriously, since choosing to invest in Voldemort and join his team, he has not been very confident in his judgment.

Perhaps more than some, he should have targeted the Malfoy family itself?

"We can sell Peter's corpse, and I think a lot of dark wizards will pay a premium for an Animagus corpse, and that money can help us fill the void Fudge has created."

Donations or something, after being extorted a sum of money by Fudge, the Malfoy family really needs a sum of money to make up for the shortfall.

"I happen to have people I know in Tumbledown Alley, and some people I knew before can also be connected, we ......"

Just as Lucius was trying to make some arrangements, he found that his wife was holding his shoulders down.

"Sissy?"

"I have an idea...... I don't think we can just think about the immediate issues. ”

"What do you mean......"

"If you had Dumbledore and Fudge on the table, what would you choose?"

"I ......"

Lucius froze in place.

In fact, this is a question that individuals can easily choose.

Wizards are different from Muggles, and for Muggles, 100 years old may have reached the end of their lives.

However, at Dumbledore's level, this age is probably just the beginning.

The proctors who gave Dumbledore the exam were still alive and kicking, and even worked in various places.

"Dumbledore, isn't it?"

As Lucius fell silent, Narcissa whispered.

"But Dumbledore, he's just a headmaster, and he's ......"

"But he's the Headmaster of Hogwarts, and he can sit in that seat for as long as he wants...... Draco was just attending that school now, and I didn't want any more trouble. ”

"Sissy?"

"Maybe a long time ago, I might have been encouraged by the Bella, but when Draco was born, it suddenly didn't matter to me."

"What do you want to say?"

"Let's stop it, don't get involved in anything else, just stop the loss in time, there's no need to continue to stand on Fudge's side, there's no need to care about the Dark Lord, we should care more about Draco...... If this matter is exposed, it will definitely have a big impact on Draco. ”

However, Dumbledore wasn't going to say that Draco was involved in these things.

He doesn't implicate these with children.

I didn't have a problem forming a gang at school to spread the idea of the Dark Lord.

It's just that these words couldn't be said in the end.

"Pettigrew's failure proves that 'he' is not as omnipotent as we think, and since he has already failed for the second time, it is better to give up."

Under the persuasion of his wife, Lucius breathed a sigh of relief.

"Dobby."

"Yes...... Master. ”

With the call, an ugly and short creature appeared in the corner.

"Take me to Hogwarts."

"You're heading to Hogwarts?"

"Yes."

"The thousand-year-old magic school?"

"Yes......"

"There's Harry Potter the Savior! And the great wizard Albus Dumbledore! ”

"Alright Dobby, take me there!"

"Yes, yes, master, Dobby will get to work right away!"