Fudge has a lot of work these days, but at least there's good news that the heir who has been making waves all this time has finally been caught.

In fact, that person has been arrested for almost half a month, but all the trial procedures have only been completed today.

A guy named "Tom Riddle".

However, Fudge thought this was somewhat ridiculous, because according to what Dumbledore had explained to him, this Tom Riddle seemed to be from fifty years ago. And he had taken a look at the vicious criminal this morning before he was taken into Azkaban.

Unexpectedly, that person didn't look fierce at all, if he really wanted to say it, Fudge felt that the other party was talented, and he was clearly still a student, how could it be a person from fifty years ago?

However, he searched the Hogwarts graduate roster over the years, and did find a man named "Tom Riddle" fifty years ago, but there is no evidence that the arrested boy is "Tom Riddle".

The other party neither shouts grievances nor admits anything he has done.

In fact, the boy didn't want to say a word other than insist that his name was "Cyrus". And kept smiling at Dumbledore during the trial.

Even Dumbledore himself was a little confused.

But in any case, the boy was already on his way to Azkaban. It doesn't matter if the successor is him or not. All the people want is a result, whether it's right or wrong.

Even if he is wrong, he has Dumbledore's endorsement, what does it have to do with him Cornelius Fudge?

He returned to his office, and as soon as he sat down, Umbridge knocked on the door and said sweetly, "Mr. Minister, you have a new appointment." ”

"Appointment?" Fudge was distraught, he couldn't remember any important meeting today.

"It's Lucius Malfoy." Umbridge held the doorknob with one hand and pressed the other against the doorframe, her voice sharper than before, and her words were full of hints of money.

Fudge immediately knew that his fortune was coming.

"Let him in."

Umbridge smiled as if choked and closed the door, and a man with long white hair and a noble-silver cane with a pretentious appearance walked in.

"Long time no see, Mr. Malfoy, I suppose you're here to curse that threatened the other school directors, right? If you want me to say, it's really not that easy to do. They're all trying to make you suffer a little bit now. ”

As soon as Fudge saw Malfoy, he pretended to be distressed, acting like a shrewd businessman.

"Yes, sir." Malfoy walked straight to Fudge's desk and slammed a bag full of bags in front of Fudge, "But I want to know, that-'Tom Riddle'" He seemed to muster up a lot of courage to say the name, and after a pause of a few seconds, he continued, "Was he really caught and sent to Azkaban?" ”

Fudge almost threw himself on top of the big bag of gold galleons, smiling:

"Dumbledore caught it himself, so is it fake? Mr. Malfoy, we all believe that the so-called intimidation is a small joke, and it is absurd for anyone to convict you in this regard. But I can't interfere with the decisions of the Hogwarts Board of Governors. Fudge quickly put away the large bag of gold galleons, as if he was afraid that Malfoy would regret it.

"Thank you so much, then I'll take my leave......" Malfoy's face was cloudy, and the cane in his hand was knocked on the ground by him, crackling. He walked to the door, his palm on the handle, and suddenly stopped, half of his body turned to the side.

"I wonder if I'm entitled to visit that Mr. Tom Riddle?"

"No, in principle, let me tell you, Mr. Malfoy. Dumbledore was actually a little suspicious that you had something to do with that Riddle. Fudge said with some embarrassment.

Hearing this, Malfoy did not hesitate, and immediately threw out a large sum of Galleons.

Fudge inhaled hard, and his two fat hands couldn't help but rub together, "I heard that Mrs. Malfoy has two relatives in Azkaban?" Why not visit them? I don't think anyone has the right to disagree. ”

"Thank you, Minister, for your advice." Malfoy slammed the door shut.

Walking out of the Ministry of Magic, Narcissa had been waiting anxiously outside for a long time, and when she saw Malfoy coming out, she hurriedly greeted her, grabbed Malfoy's arm, and whispered to her ear, "Is the news true?" That guy was really ......"

"It's true, but no one knows if he really went to prison or did it on purpose, I heard that he kept smiling during the trial, maybe he was going to rescue the Death Eaters?" That's what Lucius Malfoy couldn't figure out.

"You go back and write a visitation request, and we'll see Sirius Black. To the outside world, it is said to be the property of the Black family. ”

Narcissa nodded stiffly.

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Cyrus turned his face to the floor, his hands magically clasped behind his back, his legs curled, and his otherwise meticulous black hair fell down, blocking his vision.

The prison cart kept moving forward, and he didn't know how long it took before he heard thunder outside, and at the same time, the temperature in the air began to drop.

Sellers immediately realized that he was now close to Azkaban.

Azkaban is located in the North Sea, and the temperature here is indeed lower than in other places, but it is June after all, and it is not cold enough. The only explanation is that there are a large number of Eaters of Souls here.

Eaters of Souls have the ability to alter the climate, one or two Eaters of Souls can lower the temperature of an area, and when a large number of Eaters of Souls gather together, they will form a dark world that never sees the light of day.

However, if the plan went well, then he didn't care about the Azkaban guards.

The hair on his forehead swayed, and suddenly, a hair fell out and turned into a tender green leaf in front of his eyes. Cyrus quickly raised his chin to catch the blade and took it in his mouth.

These were the leaves of the mandrake, and Sellers picked a few of them just thinking that they might be useful, but he didn't expect that they would really be his lifesaver now.

Half a month ago, the night Dumbledore was captured, he had already figured out how to escape from Azkaban.

Becoming an Animagus is the best way to go.

It won't be easy to do, but this is his last resort, and today is a full moon.

There were several other materials needed to complete the transformation of Animagus, and he was betting, betting that Lucius Malfoy would come to visit him in Azkaban if he knew he was in prison.

He won the bet.