Chapter 131 Rules
Chapter 131 Rules
"She never understands the rules." Ivan stood up from the dust with the help of Barty Crouch Jr., and politely thanked you while adjusting his tie and dusting it off, "Thanks for saving me. . "
The violent aftermath of the explosion left the surroundings in chaos. The specially modified car they had just been riding in was blown to pieces, and a few bodies were squirming in the smoke-filled ruins.
Not far away lay a broken corpse. Unlike the people injured by the explosion, he seemed to have been shot down directly from a high place.
He was dead before he fell.
The Shura Field-like scene in front of him did not touch him in the slightest, and he even spoke with as much interest as if he were going out for an outing.
The "she" spell drew a transparent protective shield around the two of them. After pulling Ivan up, Barty Crouch Jr. tried his best to stand on the edge of the protective shield, as if he was disgusted and afraid, "What are you doing to me?" I feel relieved to be of my own kind."
He waved his wand, and thin threads gathered from all directions, and there seemed to be an invisible force in the air kneading them together.
"That traitor, that despicable person," as he cursed in a low voice, the movement of waving the wand gradually became rougher, "two-faced, just like her father."
Ivan put his hands behind his hands and admired the threads rising and twisting in the air. From time to time he lowered his head and fiddled with his hands. Noise began to be heard in the air, and several black spots could be seen approaching in the distance. But he remained unhurried.
"We will not easily use assassination tactics unless the conflicts have accumulated to the point of irreconcilability. Not only did I help my faction win a majority of seats, but I also doubled the support rate unprecedentedly. There is no way they can touch me. As for the other party On the other hand, if you have some brains, you will find that the votes are not right with the South. They are waiting for me to play my cards. The situation has not forced them to turn over the table, otherwise everyone will have nothing."
He said as if talking about the complex struggle . Mention a close lover in a fan.
Strictly speaking, they didn't work together for a few days, but Barty Crouch Jr. never underestimated Ivan from the beginning. This Muggle always has his own theory, and what's more terrible is that his theory is often correct.
I hope what he did was really just for a girl.
"But you are waiting for Kyushu to play their cards, waiting for them to take the lead in revealing another world, so you are trying your best to delay the parliament from intervening in Eastern affairs..." The plane kicked up more violent dust when it landed, and they were surrounded by heavy protection and boarded the board. As the two of them approached the plane, Barty Crouch Jr. whispered in his ear, "Muggles are too weak and can only use these methods. I can guess that Viola is all because of one thing." Simple fact. The man on the ground is a wizard. No matter how much he pretends to be a Muggle, I can still tell that he is a wizard. It's really strange that she would use a wizard with strong magic power to kill a Muggle like you..."
He Still underestimated how cunning Ivan was.
"Viola is famously cautious. She won't just attack us. Over in England..."
"Nothing can happen!" Barty Crouch Jr. growled at him, but his eyes kept rolling and The sudden acceleration of the pace betrayed his true emotions, "You can't imagine how powerful they are."
Every time he mentioned this, he would always bring a few strands of weird envy, and Ivan didn't bother to expose him. The plane took off again, passing over the noisy crowds and flashing red lights below. One glance could predict the impact of this accident.
The crowds on the ground were like ants, rushing towards the same direction, which made the loneliness and independence of a gray building in the distance even more apparent. Viewed from an increasingly higher angle, the building gradually condensed into a small square, and then trailed a thin gray tail.
That was the original destination of their trip. A children's nursing home. Whether before or after being elected, Ivan will always choose this place to conduct his charity activities.
That gray tail is the simple cemetery behind the sanatorium.
He stared intently until the small square shrunk into a thin dot, and he took the initiative to turn sideways and point the direction to Barty Crouch Jr.: "The cemetery of that nursing home is a good place. I said hello to them early." I've made a reservation. If I die, just pull him over. The neighbors are all old acquaintances."
This joke was too cold, and no one dared to talk about it, not to mention that he seemed to be serious and spoke it clearly.
"You have to make these plans," he chuckled to himself, "I had a lot of trouble in my previous term. When my brain was blooming, I couldn't think of these things."
The tall buildings covered the small gray spot, and the same The gloomy sky split into countless tiny pieces.
Today is an extremely bad day for a lot of people. Especially for Cornelius Fudge.
Dumbledore openly dismissed him as nothing in front of the Ministry of Magic and the Wizengamot, constantly reminding him of the minister's uselessness. But then there were explosions in several blocks close to the Ministry of Magic, suspected of being a Muggle attack. Questions came one after another, and the increasingly sharp questioning and worry from the media and the ministry made him exhausted mentally and physically.
When he dragged his tired body home and had a magic wand pointed at his head, he just felt that he was finished.
Bellatrix Lestrange, and that girl, he always thought that she was just an ordinary student...
Although he was reluctant to admit it, his first thought was that everything Dumbledore said was right. of.
"Please, have mercy, please."
Fudge's location happened to be completely bathed in the last ray of sunset, but his whole body was shaking uncontrollably as if he was soaked in ice water.
Mu Yu looked boredly at the minister in front of him who was always famous. She had seen so many people fearful that she was tired of just being afraid. Fudge is not like Arvides. He does not have persistence for decades, nor does he have a unique personality.
A mediocre politician. But it is such a mediocre and unremarkable politician who can make the greatest impact in the right position.
She grabbed Bellatrix, who was extremely enthusiastic about the Cruciatus Curse and was still eager to try it even though she was injured: "No, no, no, don't do this. We must at least give the minister a minimum of respect."
Obviously these words did not comfort Fudge. He couldn't even speak. For some reason, he was more afraid of the inconspicuous girl in front of him than Lestrange's Cruciatus Curse.
"No one wants to kill you," Mu Yu's gentle tone easily disarmed people, "We are here to negotiate a deal."
What kind of deal could a Death Eater have with him. All they have in mind is the Ministry of Magic. Connelly regretted at first that he had underestimated Dumbledore's words, and then he felt fear. That man had come back. As the Minister of Magic, he didn't even know how long it took for him to come back. If once the news was made public, In public...
his first thought was not how to unite everyone to fight, but...his position would not be kept.
The fear was followed by endless resentment towards Dumbledore. He would rather spend his energy on forming that ridiculous Order of the Phoenix than make it clear to the Ministry of Magic.
So much so that he now has to face this terrible situation alone...
"We are just giving you a chance, Cornelius Fudge, do you want to be the minister forever?"
Fudge shook again. Mu Yu did not miss the fact that his nails scratched the smooth floor when he mentioned the eternal minister.
"I, I don't understand what you mean." Fu Ji still acted like he was afraid of weakness, but Mu Yu always felt that he was pretending to be stupid.
It's really interesting. She always thought that this person who had to consult Dumbledore on even the most basic decisions in the early days of taking office was a complete hollow bag. But now she found that this bag of straw was still solid inside.
"Cooperation," Mu Yu didn't want to continue to go around in circles with such politicians. She knew their methods and they always had ways to drag people down. She ignored Fudge's disbelieving look, "You want to keep your position and gain the same status and honor as Dumbledore. We are willing to give you this opportunity. Otherwise, the only person sitting here now will be Kang who has been cast by the Imperius Curse." Nellie Fudge."
She continued to suppress the restless Bellatrix and continued to explain to him: "What happened today was not done by us. You know our methods and style...it was the Muggles who discovered it. Something is wrong, our world is no longer as secretive as imagined. They decided to trample on us and conquer us. You saw the power of their weapons. "
It doesn't matter whether Fudge believes it or not.
"We are all for the wizarding world. Wizards have had enough of hiding, and magic will always surface. Do you want to continue to do nothing in this position, or do you want to become the first minister of the new era? When the time comes, you will get It's not just the respect of wizards..."
Cornelius Fudge swallowed hard. Every word made his heart beat a beat faster. Likewise, every word exceeded his current cognitive scope. The only thing he could summarize was What happened was that the Dark Lord had changed. He was not satisfied with cleaning up non-pure-blood wizards. He began to transform into Grindelwald, and he was even more terrifying than Grindelwald.
"Secret law..." He just spit out this word and could no longer say the next words. He was crazy to mention any law to this person.
He suddenly understood that every word this freak said in the Ministry of Magic today had a deeper meaning.
"The rumors in Norway are partly true," Mu Yu said, enjoying his suffering. This is what she does best and enjoys. "It's a pity if you refuse to cooperate, Mr. Minister. It is not difficult to control the Ministry of Magic the way it was thirteen years ago. A puppet with the Imperius Curse will be more loyal." As for you, there is probably no need to exist at that time.
If the first half of the sentence made Cornelius Fudge's heart pick up in his throat, then the second half of the sentence directly took away his last life-saving straw. . If Norway had fallen into their hands...
Lestrange's sinister smile on the side broke his psychological defense.
He knew very well how much he was worth. The previous two ministers were far more powerful. Even if he has the ability, he can't stop the Dark Lord. He has climbed all the way from the bottom of the Ministry of Magic to die heroically like a member of the Order of the Phoenix, especially because he is increasingly greedy for Dumbledore's achievements
. It has never moved so fast. Now the only thing he can hold is the position of minister, the eternal minister. The new era is too tempting. The Dark Lord must have a puppet. Sooner or later, this puppet will be someone else. Then why can't he be someone who will enjoy the benefits of the fox's power sooner or later? Why can't he be this person?
He can just ignore their fight with Dumbledore and just be the minister forever.
What's more, he is... Damn it, even if the Dark Lord falls in the end , he has a good reason. This is Cornelius Fudge's last self-comfort.
Before the second hand on the wall has passed a circle, he has already made a decision.
He would stop because of self-deception.
He closed his eyes, as if he had made the final decision after suffering a lot: "I, I agree. "
But Mu Yu bet that he didn't think for more than thirty seconds. One of the most boring things in the world is to watch a politician perform.
She raised her chin at Bellatrix, although the latter didn't She was willing to be driven like this but knew that now was not the time to care. Needless to say, she was also happy to torture and humiliate the Minister of Magic. She forced Fudge to kneel in front of Mu Yu, but Cornelius
Fudge had already collapsed on the ground.
Staring at the floor, unwilling to look up at the freak, if what Potter said was true, and Lestrange was so obedient to her orders...
He would have become even more resentful of Dumbledore, if he had been reminded of this clearly at that time. There is definitely something wrong with the girl, so how could she be in this situation today?
Mu Yu stood in the middle with a wand and softly chanted the spell. During the chanting process, a dazzling light appeared under the feet of the two of them, which was
very difficult for someone like Fudge . It's a waste.
"Cornelly Fudge, are you willing to cooperate completely with our instructions and control the Ministry of Magic completely according to our wishes?"
"I do. Fudge answered with difficulty.
A golden chain erupted from the wand and hovered in the air.
It was impossible for her to use the unbreakable spell. It was really not worth it.
"Can you promise not to reveal our cooperative relationship to Deng under any circumstances ?" Bleddo, or anyone working against us, or any official of the Ministry of Magic, unless given permission.
"I do. " "There was no hesitation in the answer this time.
A shinier chain wrapped around the previous chain.
"Can you promise to never back down and not resign for any excuse or means?"
He said with a trembling voice: "I am willing. "
It was as if these syllables were scalding your mouth.
The third chain spurted out. The three gold chains twisted into a rope in the air and emitted blazing light. It took a few seconds to slowly dissipate.
Mu Yu pulled him The girl's sweet smile seemed to him like a devil.
"Happy cooperation. "
They phantomed directly in his living room. When they disappeared, Cornelius Fudge collapsed on the floor. Even though the sun had set, he felt that the living room was too hot.
The desire that had been budding in his heart also disappeared. Growing crazily under the dark night