Chapter 526: Turbulent Dark Waves

"You all kind of shock me..."

After Fudge left in a hurry with fear and confusion, Dumbledore looked at William.

Fudge's reaction was somewhat beyond his expectation, and Fudge's change also exceeded his expectation, "What did you say to him, Professor William?"

"I just told him that the Dark Lord was released by MACUSA and has nothing to do with him."

William looked at the direction Fudge was leaving and shook his head slightly, "In addition, he told him that elections would be suspended during the war, and also about the extra-long term of the previous minister Millicent Barnold."

Minister Millicent Barnold served from 1980 to 1990. After winning the war, she stayed in the position of minister until she wanted to retire. Later, Fudge took over. This Ravenclaw The most outstanding behavior of the minister who was born in Law was that when people were celebrating Voldemort's death, she decisively rejected the public opinion of the international wizarding society and claimed, "I firmly defend everyone's right to indulge in carnival."

In short, she was the first minister when the war was won, and her resume - well, it's easy to know what's in it when you look at the situation where Voldemort was raging...

He didn't know which words he said touched Fudge, but there was no doubt that there were only a few reasons why Fudge and Dumbledore almost quarreled. Three sentences could completely dispel all Fudge's doubts.

'It's strange. Dumbledore is so...unskilled...'

"that is it?"

Dumbledore looked at William.

"That's it - I don't have anything else to offer him..."

William spread his hands - the most valuable thing in the school is the position of principal. Let's not talk about whether he has rights or not. It is not uncommon for people to be given the position of minister and principal... Fudge almost fell out with Dumbledore over the issue of authority. Why? Maybe you think the position of principal is very attractive?

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"Declaring war..."

Fudge returned to the Ministry of Magic and immediately closed the door to his office - he needed to calm down.

He originally thought that this time it was just to send funds to Hogwarts, but he didn't expect that Dumbledore actually offered him such a huge bargaining chip.

'I'm too rude, too slow...'

He blamed himself - Albus had hinted so clearly, but he didn't understand, forcing Albus to send someone over to explain the meaning of those things to him!

Yes, of course it was Dumbledore's idea - the director of the Self-Defense Office of Hogwarts came to the principal's office to explain, could it still be his own idea?

Such confidential matters must be handled by someone you trust. An extra step may seem a bit unsecretive, but in fact it is just to avoid the embarrassment of talking about it directly.

How could a person like Dumbledore tell him that if you do something like this, you can get such and such benefits, and you can also make this or that kind of capital.

so…

'It's embarrassing, it's so embarrassing...'

Fudge raised his head. The mysterious man was certainly scary, but the minister's duties were more important - it was not the right time for him to panic.

But it doesn't matter, he is the only choice, otherwise Dumbledore would not let Professor William explain so much.

Moreover, now that I think about it, those three sentences are quite meaningful. Dumbledore actually had a chance when the former minister was re-elected. Does this mean that he did not have a peep at the minister's position?

"The funds need to be increased - if Dumbledore fully supports me..."

"And Professor William, we need to increase a special fund for him..."

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"The investigators I sent are still collecting evidence everywhere, and your inferences have given him a lot of help."

After discussing the traps that should be set in Azkaban, Dumbledore and William discussed matters in the American wizarding world - but unfortunately, there was no good news.

Those Purifiers who had hidden themselves for decades or even centuries suddenly appeared and became active, but the chaotic MACUSA and Aurors were no longer able to suppress them - especially according to Dumbledore's latest news, two full-figured The Auror team he had compiled lost contact, which made the local Magical Congress' strength stretched thin.

"It should be Ilvermorny, but we can't make accusations rashly. Without evidence, it is absolutely impossible to accuse a famous wizard school of corruption..."

Dumbledore was in a bit of a dilemma - as Ilvermorny was the only large magic school in the American wizarding society, any accusation he made was almost equivalent to a declaration of war.

"We can only wait for the investigation," William nodded and responded helplessly, "Those guys from MACUSA... are just a bunch of losers."

But what about the losers - most people can't deal with it. If Dumbledore comes forward, what's the difference between that and a direct declaration of war?

'I wish the person sent by Dumbledore good luck...'

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"no!"

The Weasley family is still quarreling. Mr. Weasley firmly opposes Ron's further training in curses and learning about curses or even things related to dark magic, while Mrs. Weasley agrees.

"He's almost an adult, Arthur!"

"Not even as an adult. You know, Molly, as long as you learn to protect yourself from black magic, you will definitely learn black magic."

"Just learn it. Since the professor thinks he has talent, that's not bad."

"That's black magic. He will even directly learn the death curses that can kill people!"

"I will! That is the last resort to protect yourself. You also know Ron's achievements. He must learn to protect himself! You also know to some extent what happened in Hogwarts over the years. I can't let him do anything. You don’t even know how to take risks!”

Mrs. Weasley refused to give in. Ron was her youngest son, but he didn't have much talent yet. After hearing about the Philosopher's Stone in the first grade, she secretly taught Ron and Ginny some curses during the holidays. .

The rest of the children were all fine, and their grades were better than the last. Even Fred and George, who were a little worse before fifth grade, still had amazing magical talents and were so good at pranks that she was unwilling to help them bring harm to the school. .

But Ron and Ginny were different. Ginny was too shy when she was a child, and Ron... was so worrying before and after school.

"Teaching him enough curses—"

Faced with Mrs. Weasley's tough attitude, Mr. Weasley was a little helpless. He naturally knew how much his wife had learned from home, and he was indifferent to the curse course, but black magic was completely different. .

"It's not enough, and Ron will graduate in two years."

"There are still more than two years, he is just in fifth grade——"

Mr. Weasley was about to say something when his wife stared back.

"He's about to graduate soon. What do you think he's good at?"

"What are you good at..." Mr. Weasley was stunned for a moment and was stunned by the question - the other children were too good and could do whatever they wanted, so he really hadn't seriously considered this matter.

"The rest of the children can easily enter the Ministry of Magic, but Ron is different. Even Fred and George, the worst, are admired by Principal Karkaroff. But as for Ron, his grades...the prefects admire him. Let’s talk…”

"so?"

"Let him study - Professor William is a very responsible professor. Fred and George can both teach excellent students. He said that Ron has talents related to black magic, so he will definitely be good."

"If Ron really learns well enough, he can consider staying in school as a professor of self-defense, or even becoming a professor at Durmstrang - although I don't mind, but I don't want him to be with other students. There is a big gap between my brothers..."

Mrs. Weasley sighed - there was nothing in the family for Ron to inherit. Judging from Ron's performance over the years, it was very dangerous for him to enter the Ministry of Magic, and even his relationship with Arthur was somewhat difficult.

Moreover, we can’t let the other children feel unfair...

"That's it. Let him learn. I just need to supervise him and not indulge in black magic too much. It's enough to protect myself."

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"cheers!"

In a showroom in Ilvermorny, the Purifiers toasted in celebration and looked at the man sitting at the front of the long table with longing eyes.

They ambushed another group of desperate Aurors - the American magical society has been peaceful for too long. The last turmoil was during the Grindelwald era. The country is far enough away from other large magical societies, so the level of Aurors is not average. .

Under the dim light, the figure of the man sitting at the ornately decorated long table was revealed. He had no hair, a face like a snake with two slender nostrils, and a pair of sparkling red eyes with vertical pupils. His complexion was very pale and seemed to glow like a pearl.

"Quiet."

Voldemort gently raised his wine glass, and the rest of the people at the table immediately stopped talking, frantically waiting for his spell order.

'A very useful bunch of lunatics...'

The Dark Lord was very satisfied with his new men. Their cruelty far exceeded that of the Death Eaters. The long pursuit of Aurors and Strikers and the fact that they had to hide their magical powers from everyone in order to conceal their identity were intertwined to make them enough. Crazy and without any boundaries.

Just as he expected, there was a house full of hay. He only needed to wave his wand and the house would burn on its own.

First use these Purifiers who are chased like dogs to disrupt the order of the entire magical society, then use the suppressed destructiveness of wizards who have to hide themselves, and then use assassinations and other means to integrate the Magic Congress, and the entire American magical world will fall. into his hands.

He has his own school, unemployed and frustrated students, a mad dog that is bitten by his loose chain - it's just perfect.

However, there is still a lack of trustworthy assistants...

By the way, this aspect of the matter cannot be left to Bertha - it is enough for her to handle the matters of students' graduation and employment.

Voldemort couldn't help but shuddered. Since then, he suddenly thought of Bertha to help students get employment safely. Now the unemployment rate of graduates is much higher...

"We did something trivial... huh?"

He looked around at the purifiers, "But it's not enough, it's not enough. If we want to continue safely and wantonly, we must kill that old guy instead of focusing on weakening the Aurors."

"Next, find a way to push the evidence into the hands of those giant centaurs... I remember that the Magical Congress moved because of Bigfoot before? So why not let them do it again?"

Seeing Voldemort laughing out loud, the purifiers in the room laughed heartily - that was the fifth relocation of the Magical Congress, because of Eileen Niedander, the leader of the Human Organization for the Protection of Magical Species.

She abused her power to attack Bigfoots who were judged to have "misbehaved", causing them to decide to rebel. It must be said that it was an influential rebellion.

"I wish to take charge, the great Dark Lord."

A young man stood up and said, "I will handle it properly. Killing a few Bigfoots is enough. They have always had strong opinions..."

"Then do it," Voldemort said softly, nodding. "It's time for the Aurors to know the glory of their ancestors that they have always spoken of."

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"Got permission?"

"Yes, Professor William."

Ron answered cautiously - he thought he was mentally prepared, but he was still shocked when he received a letter from home.

Because he was agreed to it, he was a little scared now.

William took the letter handed over by Ron, read it carefully, and nodded after confirming that it was not a forgery.

"Then, let's talk about it."

He tapped his hand towards the bookshelf, and a book flew directly over.

"I won't teach you anything about black magic, at most some curses, but it won't be fatal either."

The book was gently opened and spread out on the table, "Let's talk about the classification of magic first."

"Actually, all the spells related to self-defense are classified as magic spells, but they are more focused on offense and defense - in other words, most of the spells learned in the magic class are life-type spells and are not offensive, while the self-defense spells are It is to cause a recoverable attack effect.”

"So, you should know that the reason why black magic is not classified as self-defense is because it is too dangerous and the injuries caused are almost irreparable."

"Most black magic has a unique solution. Except for the more widely circulated spells, it is only in the hands of the inventor and its inheritors."

"This sounds a lot like a curse, right? There are special solutions to curses. Except for the caster, everyone else can only wait until the effect of the curse ends." William looked at Ron, "But it's not harmful. Permanent, this is the biggest difference between curses and black magic."

…

When the first theory class ended, Ron felt extremely dizzy.

He slowly left the office with the book William gave him, his mind full of things related to curses and how to protect yourself under black magic.

‘Is that all? ’

He was a little unhappy - he preferred direct spells to these unclear principles, but according to the professor, he couldn't learn black magic from the class at all...

This was completely different from what he thought.

He opened a page of the book out of boredom, only to find some scrawled writing on it - huh?

He was stunned for a moment, and then he recognized it carefully.

‘It’s enough to learn herbal medicine, why do you need to master those messy black magic? ’