Chapter 491 The Dark Lord’s Ambition

As the Auror handed the arrest warrant to Dumbledore, William and the others also stood up and kept a close eye on Dumbledore - if the principal let him go and let the principal of Ilvermorny slip out, then they would pretend to stop him. one time.

If the principal didn't let him go, then there would be nothing wrong with them. With Hogwarts completely banning apparation, the other party's ability to run away from Dumbledore only meant that Dumbledore had let go.

But to William's surprise, Principal Nora, besides expressing shock, did not take out his wand to resist arrest, nor did he appear too panicked.

"So many charges, such a sudden attack—where is Egilbert?"

The leading Auror glanced at the somewhat surprised Mr. Crouch at the referee's seat, and then responded after seeing him nod slightly.

"We didn't know that your officials who visited the Ministry of Magic did not have that professor. Please hand over your wand, Mr. Nora, and don't make things too ugly."

"He's not in now?"

The former headmaster of Ilvermorny smiled and looked a little calmer. Then he took out the wand from his pocket and handed it to the Auror who was still nervous. Then he continued to ask, "So, where are our students? How are they going to leave Hogwarts and get back, and who is responsible?"

"There will be a dedicated person in charge, and we in the British wizarding community will treat every guest kindly."

"Very well, I have no questions. Let's go."

The former headmaster of Ilvermorny smiled and took his own steps. The Aurors quickly surrounded him on both sides. Except for the two Aurors who were left to explain the ins and outs of this emergency, the rest began Escorting the former principal towards the gate of Hogwarts.

At this time, the students in Ilvermorny realized what a horrific thing had happened. Several students who had come to participate in the selection rushed over and tried to stop the Aurors, while two of the four warriors also rushed out at the same time, trying to protect them. My own principal.

But before they could run over, they were scolded by their principal and sent back.

"Go back! There will be a dedicated wizard responsible for taking care of you. This is not something that students should interfere with!"

As the Aurors took the former headmaster away, the entire venue suddenly became chaotic - the Triwizard Tournament suddenly became a very distant thing, and everyone discussed what the principal Nora had committed. What kind of mistakes led to the current situation.

Fortunately, Dumbledore was still there. After briefly listening to the Auror's report on the development of the matter, he left the referee's seat and walked quickly to the center of the field.

"As announced by the Ministry of Magic, this Triwizard Tournament is suspended, and subsequent results will be announced at a later date after discussion by the referee panel," Dumbledore announced loudly, "Okay, go back to the lounge and enjoy the summer vacation before it comes. Happy hour without exams.”

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"On such a charge, a respected headmaster was publicly arrested without leaving any dignity? There is a problem, there is definitely a problem. There is definitely a big problem within Ilvermorny!"

When the professors returned to the staff lounge, Professor Taylor said angrily.

"Those crimes are not even enough for a school to expel its principal, let alone such a disgraceful public arrest!"

"Yes, the Ministry of Magic in the United States is like crazy. They can't wait to find a scapegoat, as if they urgently need him to go back and bear some crime. Even if he has a relationship with the purgers, he will at most resign..."

Students may not know it, but most professors are familiar with the term Purifiers. They are a group of vultures that fly to you when they smell carrion. They are wizard mercenaries who had some law enforcement powers before the establishment of the Magical Congress of the United States. Both Muggles and wizards in the United States hate these people deeply.

"There's something fishy..."

William mingled among the professors, thinking about what had just happened, while communicating with Lupin Moody.

"Judging from the efficiency of the Aurors and the surprised look in Mr. Crouch's eyes, even he was unaware of the Aurors' actions this time..."

He analyzed the matter piece by piece, "Think about it, why are the Aurors so eager to stop the game?"

"The winner is Harry. I believe that after last year's troubles, there shouldn't be a few Aurors who can't recognize Harry -"

Lupine tilted his head and finally said nothing.

"So, they knew very well that Hogwarts won the championship, but they still did not change their words and declared the result of the game to be valid. Dumbledore also did not fight for the honor we deserved after communicating with the remaining Aurors..."

"Therefore, I think there is a high probability that the Auror was given a death order and the game must be suspended - but what's the point?"

"Framing? Secretly claiming that Ilvermorny had lost a bet on a sum of funds, and then linked this matter to the principal?"

Moody interjected.

"We do not rule out the possibility that deliberately losing games in exchange for income can indeed greatly ruin a person's good reputation..."

William nodded in approval, "But, the old headmaster who has served in Ilvermorny for half his life will be retiring in a few years. Who would spend so much effort to punish him to death? Who is it? How can you have such great courage and mobilize so many resources to destroy him?"

He frowned, "It's strange, it's so strange. Defeating that principal will definitely make a lot of enemies, and it's absolutely impossible for a stranger to gain power in the school so quickly..."

"Moreover, I always feel as if I am familiar with this matter, but I don't know where this familiarity comes from..."

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"The technique is very similar to yours, Lucius."

In the Malfoy Manor, as the owner, Malfoy was suppressing his reluctance and rebelliousness, putting on a face full of welcome.

"I can't think of any resemblance, Albus."

"Besides, I really don't know who was involved in this matter. Now I am staying in the manor, becoming deaf and mute..."

Lucius spread his hands, showing a harmless face.

"Two years ago, after the incident related to the Chamber of Secrets broke out, I remember that you came to Hogwarts in this way with a letter signed by many school directors."

Dumbledore whispered, "Now, I want to hear how you did it."

If he hadn't been defeated, Lucius would have wanted to pull out his wand right now and have a hearty duel with the bad old man in front of him, but unfortunately he couldn't.

Therefore, it was easy for Dumbledore to accomplish everything he did back then - just as Dumbledore thought, all Lucius did was contact opponents, threaten supporters, and then use the temptation of benefits to win over the rest. People, it's that simple.

"that's it?"

"that's it."

"Then, I'm leaving. Lucius, won't you see me off?"

"No, if there is a next time, I hope it will be when I visit you in your office instead of receiving uninvited guests in my manor."

"If you have any questions, you should respect others by asking for advice in person, Lucius."

Dumbledore said very politely, "Then, just pretend that you sent me to the door, and then politely said goodbye to me."

As he spoke, he walked out of the door, then apparated away, leaving Lucius behind who finally started cursing in a standard aristocratic way.

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"This side is ours now."

Standing in the office on the top floor of the castle, the resurrected Voldemort finally laughed - even though this castle has no historical background at all compared to Hogwarts, even though everything here, including the sorting measures, is imitating Hogwarts. Although it couldn't even change the ceiling with the weather, at least it was his.

Bertha sat nervously on the chair, her eyes full of panic - in just over two months, she went from being a hawker outside the campus to sitting in the principal's office.

The decoration here is completely different from that of the principal's office at Hogwarts. There are no wall-to-wall oil paintings, only pieces of luxurious decoration and shelves after shelves of precious books.

"You have to wait a little longer, Bertha. It's not time for you to show up in public yet. We just united some of the guys who are dissatisfied with this school, and then expelled the old guy who has been wasting this school. Those Guys don’t even have the most basic beliefs.”

"Don't worry, Bertha, just wait for a while. This school will be my reward for you, and you will tell the truth here - this is Voldemort's best reward for his loyal supporters."

"Next, give this position back to the lucky guy who temporarily occupied it. You still need to work for a while."

"Yes, Lord Dark Lord."

"Well, let's go meet our new Death Eaters - and the best group of reserve Death Eaters that the old guy took away. When will they come back?"

Voldemort turned his head, his scarlet eyes full of expectations for the future.

"We have tasked our allies with applying maximum pressure..."

'Bertha has also become much more reliable than before...but still...'

Voldemort shook his head slightly, and his face changed accordingly - next, he had to go to class, teach those students the charm of black magic, and then let them become completely his own people...

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"Are you okay, Principal."

The two Aurors on the ground who were handing over had already passed out over there. The other leading Auror accompanied Gilbert and asked with concern.

"I'm fine, and they respect me."

"But there is no way, principal, we can't take such risks..."

Gilbert nervously handed over the wand that belonged to his principal, and then began to briefly describe what happened during this time.

"Most of the professors don't know, but they are very disappointed with this result... In addition, two deans clearly opposed my involvement in the construction of the greenhouse."

"Everything was fine then, but just about a week ago, the school board meeting was suddenly convened in private. A group of school board members who were not usually with us collectively launched an attack. The motion to accuse me was passed on the same day. They slandered me in your The most precious snakewood was destroyed under the command..."

"Fortunately, someone tipped off the news and I fled the campus in time. However, the two deans quickly joined forces with the school board to take over the school, and then used a large amount of funds to block the news. The owl I sent was also intercepted. They even Purifiers were hired to hunt me down..."

"Purchers? How dare they?"

"Yes, I feel like it's a Purifier, but I'm not sure. But whether it's a spellcasting technique or a targeted spell, it looks very much like the Purifier recorded in the data."

"That should be it..."

"I've hurt you..."

Gilbert said with shame - he knew very well what the rebellion of the two crucial deans was for.

As a descendant of the first batch of Aurors, a wizard named Fontana, he was hailed as the next successor of the principal - this title was recognized by many people, and he usually didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

But, obviously, he blocked other people's way.

The two deans were here for him, and the Ministry of Magic's reaction was also for him - if he were to rise to power, someone's interests would be lost, and all this power was mobilized to take advantage of his greatest advantage. The departure of the old principal, a supporter of his, hit him hard, and then he continued to make plans even for the old principal.

‘Who did it? ’

His mind was still a mess - who gave those guys the determination to use all their strength on him?

And who can convince the two deans to firmly betray the old principal without worrying about being retaliated against, and even satisfy their ambitions at the same time without conflict?

After much thought, he really couldn't find the key figure who could convince everything.

"No, this is aimed at me...you are implicated by me..."

The old headmaster picked up his wand and waved it, hiding the two fainted Aurors, "You just happened to return to China to deal with the snakewood problem and were taken as a target..."

"We must go back as soon as possible to see who this mysterious opponent is. He is so arrogant that he refuses to kill me personally to complete his plan..."

"Perhaps this bad old man like me can still teach this student a good lesson and tear off his mysterious veil to see who he really is..."

"What about the students?"

"Didn't they say they would handle it well? Don't worry, no one will harm the students, especially when they took away my school..."

The old principal waved his magic wand, "Besides, summer vacation is coming, and whatever they plan to do to my students will become a delusion..."

"What we have to do next is to catch that mysterious guy and then take back our school."

"Then...where's the Magical Congress?"

"Them? You can't count on it - I was caught absconding, you were caught absconding, and I guess it won't be long before they kill us and use a lot of funds... This is not a good name."

"But don't worry, Professor Gilbert."

The old man smiled and said, "When we win, all obstacles will no longer be a problem - our Congress is good at wrangling, but what they are even better at is helping whoever wins."