"Isn't there a piece of news that makes me a little happier?"

Voldemort's face looked like frost.

The Death Eaters in the room didn't even dare to breathe, for fear of being tortured by the Piercing Curse because of the breath coming out of the left nostril, and even the Avery didn't dare to say a word.

"Of course, my master."

With the fireplace suddenly burning with a green flame, Lucius stepped out gracefully, his body not dusty from drilling the fireplace.

I saw him kneeling at Voldemort's feet, kissing his toes lightly, and said respectfully, "All the materials you need are ready, and now only the final introduction is needed." ”

It's not the slightest bit strange because there is an unreanising corpse next to it.

Peter spent a whole year collecting materials, Lucius only took a vacation, and he even prepared two copies to prevent failure.

As for what the introduction refers to.

The blood of the enemy, of course

"This bunch of garbage. It doesn't add up to as much as Lucius you."

Voldemort looked satisfied, and a sinister smile appeared on the goblin's face: "That 'lucky boy' is about to enroll, that's chance."

Lucius said knowingly: "Master, don't worry, within a week of the start of school, you will see the 'introduction'." ”

This time Voldemort was even more satisfied.

That's great news.

"The host. I also got some good news. ”

Lucius strolled behind Voldemort and stood with his hands in his hands, ready for the position his subordinates should have.

"Fudge didn't know who was saying anything, and he was suddenly worried that Dumbledore would compete with him for the position of Minister of Magic, and he was afraid that his power would be taken away, so he appointed his henchman, the Senior Deputy Minister of Magic, to Hogwarts as a professor of Defence Against the Dark Arts and a senior Hogwarts inquisitor."

"Investigation? What to investigate? Hogwarts is hiding criminals? ”

Seeing that Voldemort's temper had eased considerably, Avery sneered.

"Looking for evidence that Dumbledore wants to be Minister for Magic, of course."

Lucius glanced at each other with slanted eyes, his tone full of contempt, and then slowly continued to Voldemort, "I think this is an opportunity. Let Fudge and Dumbledore fight to the death. ”

"Utter idiot"

Voldemort said disdainfully, not knowing if he was talking about Avery or Fudge.

"Dumbledore, that old madman, really wants to be Minister of Magic, or does it take his turn? Do you really think that with his ability, he can sit in the position of Minister of Magic? ”

Voldemort also felt that it would be a pity not to take advantage of such a good opportunity.

"Yes, master, so Fudge can't be Dumbledore's opponent."

Lucius was very sure, "But we need to be careful that Dumbledore really took this opportunity to run for Minister of Magic."

"Dumbledore is not going to run for Minister of Magic."

Voldemort interrupted Lucius, and said very firmly, without explaining too much to Lucius.

In a very short time, Lucius quickly gathered his thoughts and continued: "Then I will be relieved. ”

"Our men have been arranged, and as soon as Fudge steps down, he will take over the position of the next Minister of Magic."

Just because Avery's side can't do it doesn't mean Lucius can't do it either.

The Death Eaters used to be the largest organization in the wizarding world (receiving some of Grindelwald's 'helpers'), and at their peak their power spread throughout Europe, radiating and influencing the entire wizarding world (although the plot is not expressive or patterny, but it is officially determined that the Quidditch World Cup, where 100,000 wizards gathered, was frightened by a Dark Magic mark).

However, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and its interior is not monolithic, excluding the group of stupid people who are locked up in Azkaban, the rest of the people can probably be divided into the 'ancient' pure-blood upper-class people led by Lucius, and the former Ministry of Magic officials led by Avery, but at present, Avery does not have the ability to confront Lucius, and he has considered changing the representative.

Of course, there was a small group of middle and lower class who were cut off by Karkarov.

"Lucius, what are you going to do with that woman, Amelia Bones, the current director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement?"

"After all, she is a director, and there is no black material, and it will take some time to pull her down."

"I can't wait that long, I can only give you a year."

The first rule of survival of the Death Eaters is that no matter how rude Voldemort's request is, he must agree to it, even if it is to get rid of the Tang monk and apprentice.

But you can find a way to pull other people to shake the pot, the task completion is your credit, and the mission failure is the pot of your teammates.

"No problem, what you're asking for is what I want, and I'll make 'that boy' unqualified for that position by the end of the school year, but with a little drastic means."

"You know she's not Fudge's kind of shit, and being in that position means she's very capable."

The Director of the Enforcement of the Law of Magic, the Minister of Magic prepares, as long as he does not make any big mistakes, he is basically the next minister.

"I need to borrow someone from you"

"No problem, you can mobilize any Death Eater."

Voldemort was very pleased with Lucius's attitude and efficiency, but when he finished saying this, he added, "Lucius, my most faithful servant, just get this done. Whatever you do in the future represents my will. ”

This sentence carries a lot of weight, and as long as Lucius agrees, it means that his status among the Death Eaters is second only to Voldemort.

Avery's eyes turned red instantly, and he called out without Lucius taking a stand: "Master. Lucius has only done a little bit of success, and you are doing it too much."

"Are you questioning my decision? Well? ”

Avery broke out in a cold sweat when he heard this.

Questioning Voldemort? How dare he?!

Frightened, he decisively knelt down and begged for mercy.

How much is face worth? He couldn't afford either the Drill Heart Spell or the Death Curse.

And this was the most unusual thing to happen among Death Eaters.

What Death Eater would dare to say he hadn't done this?

"Master, how dare your humble servant hope to represent your will, my wisdom is as worthless as the weeds on the side of the road, as long as I can do my best to do things for you, I will be satisfied."

The second rule of survival of the Death Eaters, when Voldemort shows unconditional trust in you, you are likely to be vigilant, do not be complacent, or even do anything pompous, and must show trepidation when needed.

Because you never know if this guy with a brain in front of you really trusts you or is testing you.

(End of chapter)