Chapter 73 Threat

"Okay, great," Albert Greengrass trembled all over, "I really didn't expect that it would be you. That contract..."

Mu Yu interrupted him directly: "It seems that after so many years of travel Traveling has indeed made you neglect the work of the Legal Department of the Ministry of Magic. You didn't check the terms of the contract carefully." She looked down at the ring on her hand, "Isn't Leah's health getting better and better? I didn't guarantee what price she would pay. What's more, you didn't mention the other daughter."

Albert Greengrass accepted this fact faster than she expected, and the anger gradually faded away from him, leaving only. An incomprehensible coldness and calmness.

"Whatever you want me to do, I'm just a clerk in the Department of Legal Enforcement. There's no need for Cornelius Fudge to see me."

"As the chief of staff in the most important department of the Ministry of Magic, I have to report to the Ministry of Magic in person every other week. The Minister reports on the work. If the Minister of Magic is still unwilling to see you, then the Ministry of Magic is really hopeless. What you have to do is very simple. You only need to help Connelly recall Dumbledore's great achievements every week, and praise Dumbledore again. How much effort has been spent on the development of the Ministry of Magic."

She explained everything in a clear and logical manner, and even Albert Greengrass would not believe that this was entirely a girl's idea.

Since the first war, he had been guarding against the arrival of this day, guarding against the fact that they would use his two daughters as tools to blackmail him. He didn't want to take all precautions, but at the time that he thought was the safest and most unlikely. This freak took advantage of him.

After all, it was him who provoked this freak in the first place. His heart twisted at the thought of this.

"Your methods have finally improved compared to the first time," he gritted his teeth. At this point, he had no choice. "If I agree to do this, will you let us go in the future?"

he added Although he was threatening a little, he could still say: "So focused on pure blood... The Greengrass family is one of the few pure bloods..."

If he knew that she was not the only one he was threatening... Mu Yu suppressed the smile on his lips and thought more and more maliciously. But there was a strange look on her face: "I have always kept my promise. As long as you maintain the same neutral stance as the first time, the Greengrass family will naturally prosper forever," she approached him, "and will even be more glorious. . You don’t want to get the Dharma lineage at all and continue the glory of the family. It’s not like you to be anxious to get rid of it at this time..."

His eyelids twitched when he mentioned the Dharma lineage.

"I just hope that there won't be a day when the Dark Mark rises in my family," he said coldly, as if the Dharma lineage was not enough to arouse his interest, "I will do it."

"If you are smart enough, I will keep today's events in my heart," Mu Yu shouted to him when he turned around, brushing the dust on his clothes, "I may not keep an eye on you all the time, but curses are not easy to deceive."

He said . After a pause, as if trying to calm down, he finally phantomed and left with a bang.

After he left, Mu Yu also rushed towards King's Cross Station opposite. The delay with Albert Greengrass was a bit long, and there were still ten minutes before the train departed. She didn't want a repeat of her sophomore troubles.

There weren't many students going back for Christmas, so she had to share a cubicle. As soon as I found my seat and sat down, the train started moving. Looking at the scenery outside the window that was gradually accelerating and retreating, she felt a little dazed for a moment.

Going to school, doing homework, and hanging out on campus seems like a lifetime ago.

At this time, she finally had the opportunity to read Ivan's letter, and only by constantly thinking about the current chess game could she avoid falling into a meaningless thinking circle.

Ivan's reply was concise and clear. He agreed to cooperate and to leak the spell slowly and orderly. He does have a special charm in language, but every word in his few words is full of sincerity.

Mu Yu put down the letter and looked out the window at the rolling hills still covered in ice and snow. She never fully trusted the words of politicians. She only looked at the results.

Sometimes even their results have to be weighed.

"Greengrass might tell Dumbledore that you didn't even take any extra measures, once he would rather give up his daughter..."

The train continued to move forward with a clang, and Mu Yu didn't blink when he heard his voice. After a while, she continued to read the book in her hand attentively: "He didn't dare, and he wouldn't let his daughter take any risks, because..."

She used a little strength to pinch the pages of the book, but Greengrass ignored him last Christmas. All the madness was always lingering in her mind, and those sharp barbs were never pulled out from her heart.

"Because he himself and Maurice Bernard, the French Minister of Magic, are not necessarily clean either." She turned the page abruptly and swallowed the original reason.

A stream of cold air swirled around her neck, as if someone was silently caressing her neck softly.

She knew that her disguise had never been able to hide it from Tom, and she had never tried to hide it from him.

That weird feeling came back to her. She originally thought that the vacation at Mingyuan Mountain was just a coincidence, but she never thought that it would become an established fact.

She bit her lip hard and suppressed the inexplicable impulse that came from nowhere: "It would be best to have someone available at the Ministry of Magic keep an eye on him, but it's a pity that we don't."

Her words "we" seemed to lift him up even more. The excitement in his neck became more and more obvious. Even if he didn't come out, Mu Yu could imagine that he must be very proud at this time, "Yu, you have many opportunities to recruit your own people, and you also have the ability. I won't Mind you, this is a coveted privilege for others..."

"It's boring," she tried hard to read, but couldn't read a word, "I thought you remembered..."

She spoke very fast, and it would be difficult to tell if her lips hadn't moved a few times. She was saying: "You have been unwilling to fuse the soul in the crown."

There was a dead silence in the interval, and even the ding of the train seemed to be much quieter. It wasn't until the train started to slow down and was approaching the school that Mu Yu took the lead to break the silence: "Anyway, that's your soul, not mine."

Her words seemed both superficial and meaningful because she felt something.

If you ignore the big search just after returning to school, life in Hogwarts is peaceful and almost boring. That night everyone was forced to sleep in the auditorium again.

"The dementors claim to have sensed the aura of dark magic." Dumbledore stood straight in the middle of the auditorium that day. For the first time, he swept away his former gentleness, which really shocked many people. "Never try to deceive the dementors. Huo. Gwartz cannot tolerate the contamination of black magic. "

The search naturally found nothing, but at least it sent a signal. Dumbledore's bottom line did not tolerate repeated provocations. No matter whether the mouse had the courage to act or not, she had to find a way on her own.

Mu Yu sat in the corner of the common room with a headache, looking intently at the palm-sized mirror in his hand under the cover of a large pile of books.

Arvides' face was reflected in the mirror. He was obviously in the secret underground factory from last time, and she could still see a group of house elves working behind him. A double-sided mirror is indeed a practical thing.

"You're going well, but I didn't expect there to be so many house elves in Northern Europe." She said calmly.

"House elves have their own contact information. Many wandering house elves are hiding in the deep mountain wilderness. After hearing the news from their companions, they came like a tide. Their precise control of magic helped us share a lot of burdens. Less. "Avides is still extremely cautious in front of Mu Yu, knowing that every word he says will eventually be known by the Dark Lord.

He hesitated for a while and then said: "They worship the legendary god more and more. They think it is the god who gave them everything."

"Very good." Mu Yu lowered his head and turned over the heavy fog in his hand to look at the future. But it shouldn't go that smoothly. Some of you are only focused on research, while the other part is responsible for dealing with the outside world. You must be under a lot of pressure now. "

It's nothing. There are a few old stubborns in the Ministry of Magic who are beginning to doubt the house elves." How the rebellion was put down. And a reporter from the Daily Prophet, Rita Skeeter, ran from England to Norway like a fly seeing a cracked egg. "Arvides clearly sneered at the reporter. He did not hide his contempt, but when facing Mu Yu, his attitude became respectful again, "Miss Mu, everything is just a small trouble."

"I hope so. Mr. Swanstadt, you have always done a good job. , It’s worthy of the Dharma lineage that was awarded to you.”

Avides’s eyes brightened when he mentioned the Dharma lineage, and it was obvious that they had benefited a lot from that Dharma lineage. He bowed deeply: "Please convey our most sincere greetings to the master. We will always be loyal to him. It is a pity that we will not be able to be there when he resurrects next year."

Mu Yu listened impatiently to his empty expression of loyalty. They are loyal only to their own ideals. But her performance was still perfect, and she showed a gentle smile: "I got it."

Tom Riddle also remained silent until he cut off the connection with the double-sided mirror.

"I have always thought that you enjoy the flattery of others and are willing to respond to it, Tom." She drew a five-pointed star in the air, a light blue light rose in the air, and several lines of powerful fonts appeared in front of her: " The power of the weapon is amazing. The contract is on schedule, everything is ready, but the personnel are responsible."

Although the last four words tried to imitate the previous style, she still saw the clues. She controlled the spell, and of course she knew that Shen Yi couldn't wait.

She sneered, holding her chin up and looking at the green lake flowing outside the lounge. It turned out that the so-called life-saving grace, brotherhood, was also vulnerable in the face of strength and power.

"I know exactly what they are doing." Tom Riddle's sharp voice came from the jade pendant. He quickly changed the topic, "The chess game has already begun."

"It started a long time ago." She held the jade pendant and lowered her head. vocal channel.

Idealists cannot become leaders. Leaders weave ideals for others.

However, no matter how much she thought about it, she still had to deal with the divination class homework in front of her. It was true that she could get through this class just by making up random things, but she never thought that making up her own way of death also required imagination. After all, the weirder the prediction of his death, the happier Trelawny would be.

As soon as she opened the book, she saw a crumpled note sandwiched in the middle. The words on the note seemed to have been written hastily by a person with his left hand in a crowded crowd.

She studied the note for a long time before she could barely make it out: The Screaming Shack Tomorrow Night. She thought carefully about who had the best chance of slipping the note into her book. Today was the Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw, so there were no classes. She had had close contact with people...

Ron's rat Scabbers accidentally fell into her schoolbag in yesterday morning's divination class. She didn't care at the time... Ron even accused Hermione of being... That cat made Banban so nervous that he had to carry it with him every day.

That mouse was no ordinary mouse. She was thinking of finding him, but he came to her out of fear or loyalty. She held the note and thought about it carefully, and the meaning on it was already obvious. She touched the jade pendant: "Tom, your servant seems eager to get in touch with you. He is not that timid."

"It's just out of fear, not loyalty."

"At least he is willing to find you." Mu Yu said indifferently shrug. The tone seemed to lighten up, and Tom Riddle was inexplicably angry. He wanted to say something, but at this moment there was a burst of noise outside the common room. She put away the note as if nothing had happened, and immediately saw Daphne walking in. She put on her smile that looked extremely gentle and friendly in front of outsiders: "Who wins?"

Daphne sat down on the chair next to Mu Yu, Weakly said: "Gryffindor."

"Harry Potter is already a very good seeker, and with the blessing of the Firebolt, it is normal for Gryffindor to win. It's just a game with Ravenclaw. It's just a competition. "

She dipped the tip of her pen in ink, and finally thought of a new way to die, a bloody disaster, being bitten to death by a mutated giant rat. So creative.

"Draco teamed up with Gorcra to dress up as a dementor to scare Harry Potter during the game. Professor McGonagall was so angry that he deducted a full fifty points from Slytherin. "Daphne quite hates the fact that iron cannot become steel," Yu "You're right, when will he mature?"

On the other side of the common room, Draco Malfoy didn't look depressed at all about losing his college points. He advocated loudly like a hero: "Potter." He won't be proud for long. His big friend's bird will be executed tonight. That big guy is crying there, and he's still a professor..."

The only useful information derived from his tone is that. A Hippogriff will be executed tonight. The winged beast was indeed unfortunate, because Malfoy would pay with his life for his willful pampering, but what did this have to do with her? She only knew that tonight would be very lively.