Connelly. Fudge has had a good life lately.

Work and rest on time every day, eat and drink, and take care of your family business if you have nothing to do, and you are in a good mood.

As a former top leader of the British wizarding community, he abdicated, but he still cared about politics, and occasionally wrote editorials for publication in the newspapers.

Not to mention, after the abdication of the former Minister of Magic, his intelligence seems to have reoccupied the high ground, and he has really written a lot of insights.

Anyway, it's a mouthpiece, and he doesn't need to do things, of course, he said it very thoroughly.

At noon today, he was holding a wine glass and shaking it while admiring the flowers in his garden, and he was in a very good mood.

Then, the protective magic in the home was blown away like eggshells in a storm.

The black-robed Death Eaters and Voldemort himself appeared murderously outside the door of Fudge's mansion, slamming a third of the courtyard wall away.

The glass in Fudge's hand was shattered by rubble, and the bright red liquor flowed all over.

He slumped into his chair, watching the mob get closer and closer, and felt like a clown when he thought of the editorial he had written yesterday that "Voldemort is a chicken and a dog, the Ministry of Magic should take the initiative".

"Mr. Fudge." The Death Eaters surrounded him, and Voldemort stepped forward, "Hello, I think this is the first time we've met. ”

"It's... Oh, yes. Fudge controlled his throat and struggled to squeeze out a few words.

"You have two choices, first, give up all your property to save your life, and second, ask for money and sacrifice your life, and the whole family will die."

Speaking of this, Voldemort shook his wand: "Third, and I personally recommend it the most. Work with us to establish a new Ministry of Magic. ”

"You're still a minister, and you can get back to the center of power."

Fudge swallowed, his mind calming down.

The first option, he doesn't trust the brutal Voldemort at all, and he gives the money himself or dies. The third option, he will be stinking for 10,000 years.

"Master, Fudge's family was not found." The Death Eaters stepped forward to report.

"My wife and children have left England, and you can't find them." Fudge said.

Although he was afraid that his former political opponents would attack his family, he would send them away, but today it had an unexpected effect.

"Needless to say, you choose." Voldemort didn't bother to talk nonsense, waving his hand, and the Death Eaters pointed seven or eight wands at Fudge, he seemed to have no choice.

"You... Kill me. Fudge said with difficulty.

Voldemort's nostrils were slightly open, his eyes narrowed, as if he had heard something incredible.

"How dare you refuse the great Dark Lord? Drill the heart and cut the bones! ”

Fudge twitched on the ground in pain, twisting into a ball.

Voldemort was really angry, he didn't expect someone like Fudge to have the courage to refuse him, and he felt that he was being underestimated.

"It's because I... Timid. Fudge struggled to speak, "I'll help you, a lot of people will die because of me, I... I'd rather die than dare... Withstand. ”

"Rubbish! Drill the heart and cut the bones! ”

Voldemort used the Heart Drill Charm several times in a fit of rage, but Fudge couldn't bear it and finally fainted.

"Take him away, I'm not going to let him die. I'm going to make him die! ”

At this moment, a blue spell flew in, and Voldemort subconsciously defended, but the spell hit Fudge and knocked him flying.

Scrimgeour catches Fudge as he flies over, the Aurors surround the ruins, and Dumbledore stands opposite Voldemort with his Elder Wand.

"Tom, meet again."

"Why didn't you call Blake? I'd like to have a good conversation with him. Voldemort said in a strange way.

"Tom, you forgot, Kano hasn't graduated yet, and of course I, as the principal, have to stand in front of him." Dumbledore said calmly.

Voldemort is not stupid, Dumbledore is already dying, and it is difficult to make a breakthrough in strength, but it is Carno, a young freak, who makes him more worried.

Since they couldn't be fooled, Voldemort didn't care, and the two started a fight and fought in front of everyone.

Kano waited quietly in the Headmaster's room until late evening, when Dumbledore finally appeared in the house with the light of the fire.

"I'm slightly better, Voldemort has suffered some minor injuries, and we're not a small drain."

Dumbledore sat in his chair a little tired, such a high-intensity magical confrontation was too much magic and energy.

And according to Frey, this attrition is likely to be irreversible, and this is the price that must be paid for fighting the gods with the help of artifacts.

"Where's Fudge?"

"Sent to St. Mungo, and when he woke up, he held my hand and thanked me constantly." Dumbledore couldn't help but laugh, "He said it's good that he retired early, otherwise he would have died." ”

Kano scratched his head, thinking that Scrimgeur's face must be very exciting, but it was a pity that he was not there.

Snape also came out of the fireplace at this time and said to Dumbledore, "Voldemort is recovering from his injuries and will not appear in person anytime soon, but the Death Eaters have been moving a lot lately. ”

"Thanks, Severus."

Kano raised an eyebrow, it seemed that this was not as simple as Dumbledore's mouth was a minor injury.

Snape turned to leave, and Kano relaxed, gasping for breath.

"It's the best we can strive for. Hopefully Voldemort will recover more slowly and wreak havoc less until I find a way to defeat him. ”

Dumbledore frowned: "Isn't it time to destroy all the Horcruxes and use up his divine power to completely destroy him?" ”

Kano shook his head solemnly.

After traveling to Durmstrang this time, he thought carefully about how Voldemort could reconnect with Godhead.

In Norse mythology, Odin sacrificed his eyes to the Fountain of Mimir and hung upside down on the World Tree for nine days and nine nights, gaining supreme wisdom.

The eyes of Voldemort's soul are now also cut out, and coupled with his manipulation of the snake spring, it is very likely that he used the magic of sealing gods that circulated in Norse mythology to perform a second canonization.

I don't know where he got this spell text from, but he just succeeded.

"In that case, if you destroy that big snake, won't he fall back to the god position?"

"It's not that simple. The last time Harry had destroyed the soul core of the Pharaoh's Divine Sealing Technique, it was because the heart was supposed to stay in the body. ”

"But this time, according to the ritual, the eyes should be separated from the body, and the more thorough, the better." Kano smiled wryly, "Even if Nagini is killed, Voldemort may not be affected. ”

Dumbledore sighed. It turned out that Voldemort had Horcruxes and divine powers, and although he fell to the throne, he couldn't kill him at all.

Now that the Horcruxes are almost completely destroyed, the plan to consume his divine power is also going well, but he has re-ascended to the god throne, and the divine power may continue to flow.

"Your task is daunting, Kano." Dumbledore said, "I'll hold him back here." ”

"I'll be as soon as I can... Find a way. Kano said helplessly.

"Anyway, let's get rid of the Hufflepuff Gold Cup first."

Kano pulled the stolen Gold Cup out of his pocket, and this time it was the Hufflepuff-born principals who wept bitterly.

Kano held the golden cup in a circle, and the silver flame directly enveloped it, accompanied by a terrible howl, and the soul fragments in it and the golden cup itself were reduced to a mass of slag.

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