Vol 2 Chapter 1266:

　　 "Coming to justice?"
Fanlin smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly. Harry Potter and Umbridge were in the same elevator just now. It is possible that the two will interact intimately. This is really a kind of irony, but Harry plays The person of is obviously the highest standing among them.
　　 Death Eater? Or what else?
　　 To be sure, the entire Ministry of Magic could not find a vampire.
　　 Even though vampires are their colleagues, but what is Death Eater? A bunch of indulgent groups that are not united and rely solely on force and fear.
　　 It’s not uncommon for someone to see at a meeting today to be killed by someone who is also sitting in a chair tomorrow.
　　 But vampires are different. The orthodox vampire's sense of class from top to bottom has lasted for centuries, and the high-level vampires retain absolute leadership over the low-level.
　　 Of course, it may not be appropriate in terms of unity, but it is certain that vampires are absolutely monolithic outside.
　　 At least, I want to compare it to Death Eaters.
　　 Tom is indeed a qualified leader. Fanlin can't, Harry can't, only Dumbledore can match it, but that's the former Tom, the boy who is also called Tom Riddle.
The Death Eaters gave Fanlin the feeling of raising Gu, a rule of survival of the fittest. Naturally, Voldemort, as the master, would definitely not participate, and the former representative, Lucius Malfoy, was completely lost. With prestige, Bellatrix was a pure lunatic, and the werewolf Greyback died suddenly, and now only Alex and Snape can tell.
　　 Of course, Fanlin would be happy to see Voldemort hand over the Death Eater group to Snape alone, but the problem is that he chose another Alex.
　　 Is this Voldemort too confident? For the skirmishers created by yourself?
　　 Fanlin casually flipped through Umbridge’s office. The noise outside continued. Those little things were very interesting, at least able to pester other people for a while.
　　 Fanlin looked at the other things in this room.
　　 Umbridge has no core secrets about the Ministry of Magic.
　　 is nothing more than some daily prophet, and it can be confirmed that Umbridge is also very keen to check on Muggles.
　　 Fanlin looked at it, and suddenly a very interesting message made Fanlin read it carefully. It was a note in a drawer. Before that, Fanlin had dispelled all the magic Umbridge had cast on the cabinet.
　　 Of course, once there was an experience, Fanlin would naturally never make the mistake of being informed by the mural again.
　　 This should be Umbridge’s private note, but the person who recorded it is very interesting.
　　 Alex deployed a new round of investigation on the morning of the 1st, but the result failed in the end.
　　 Fanlin looked at Umbridge's notes, the woman did not disappoint him at all.
Ever since Fudge was the Minister, Umbridge has recorded everything that was worthy of attention in great detail. Before that, Fanlin had seen Umbridge’s dissatisfaction with Fudge and his dissatisfaction with Hallibo. Special and his hatred?
　　 may be a centaur tribe, no matter what, this is enough for Umbridge to remember for a lifetime.
Generally this kind of person lives for a long time, isn’t it? But, to be sure, Umbridge wanted the position of Alex very much. From the time of Fudge, she was the deputy minister, to Scrimgeour, and then again. Alex...
　　 Fanlin thought, the change of several people, according to the normal law, a minister resigns, if the deputy minister chooses to be aggressive, then there is a high probability that this position will be his.
　　 However, there have been three changes in just a few years, three completely different people, and the same, Umbridge is still sitting in the same position she had sat in the beginning.
　　 This really makes Umbridge wait very hard!
　　 Fanlin put down the diary, then continued to search, and soon a familiar face came into view.
　　 It must be admitted that Dumbledore's influence on the magical world is extremely far-reaching, and to be more specific, no matter where you are, you can always find him if you are aware of it.
　　 Fanlin took the book. It was extravagant. The cover directly used Dumbledore's moving pictures, just like the one in the principal's office.
　　Lita Skeeter's book, "A wise man or a fool?"
　　 "Or, genius or lunatic?" Fanlin added silently.
　　 He flipped it casually, and he saw a photo that took up the entire page. On it were two young men who were laughing with their arms around each other.
　　 Now Dumbledore’s silver hair is as long as an elbow, but then there were only a few sparse and soft beards, reminiscent of the things on Carat’s lips that once disgusted Ron.
　　The boy who was laughing silently beside Dumbledore had a cheerful and excited expression on his face, and his blond hair curled around his shoulders. Fanlin didn't recognize who it was when he arrived, but maybe it was Dogo. After all, a lot of Rita's news came from interviews with Dogo.
　　 However, before he could check the description of the photo, the door of Umbridge's office suddenly opened.
　　If Sikonis didn't look back when he came in, then Fanlin would never have time to use the phantom spell.
　　 In fact, he thought that Syknis might have caught a glimpse of his movements, because he was motionless for a while, staring curiously where he had just disappeared.
　　 Maybe he was thinking that what he had just seen was only Dumbledore's nose picking on the cover, because Fanlin put the book back on the shelf in a panic.
　　 Sikonis finally walked to the table, took his wand and pointed to the quill in the ink bottle. The quill jumped out and scribbled a note for Umbridge.
　　 At this time, Fanlin didn't dare to come out, and slowly stepped out of the office to the open space outside.
　　The wizards who made the manual are still surrounded by the decoy bomb, and its remains are still whining faintly and emitting small plumes of smoke from time to time. The young witch said, "I bet this is the New Type Magic Experiment Department. They are always so careless. Remember the last time there were only poisonous ducks?"
　　 Taking advantage of her speaking time, Fanlin spotted Ron's disappearance and ran away.
In fact, Fanlin had made preparations to erase the memory of an entire office, but left a blank in the memory. This must be a problem, isn’t it, and there is an Auror office not far away. The brand, the Death Eaters in there...
　　 is very real, all the previously familiar Aurors are performing Scrimgeour's mission outside, and some people have given up the confrontation.
　　 Even Dumbledore’s power has been disbanded, so who else can they rely on?
　　 Two young wizards who do not live or die? At the age of adulthood? Even though these two little wizards have the capital to compete with adult wizards, they are not facing one or two people.
　　 This is destined to be filled with life by many people.
　　 Fanlin walked quickly. According to previous guesses, Alex's office was indeed inside, and the rich water vapor could not be covered.
　　 Fanlin lifted the spell, and then gently buckled the door, but there was no response inside.
　　 As a last resort, Fan Lin pushed open the door fiercely, and then saw a figure holding a magic wand continuously casting spells on the surroundings.
　　 Various spells, in short, this makes Fanlin feel very gorgeous.
　　 "Freeze!"
　　 Fanlin waved his hand, and a cold current blew in from the doorway, and the surrounding colors quickly became brighter. Hoarfrost climbed onto the window glass and made a crunching freezing sound.
　　 Ron shuddered inside.
　　 "Fortunately, you are here!" Ron said with a sigh, "I'm still thinking about when you will arrive. This office has been raining."
　　 Ron shook his sleeves vigorously, but it was indeed a bit futile, his clothes were frozen.
"So, what did you use for them, wasn't it just leaking rain?" Fanlin looked at Ron amusedly, lit Ron's clothes with a magic wand, and flicked them slightly. Those ice crystals came from Ron's clothes. The upper came off, and then another body-warming spell was released. Sublimation was still very useful, although it was a bit uncomfortable for Ron.
　　 "Some spell-releasing spells, but the situation is worse than I thought." Ron said, shivering involuntarily.
　　 "Perhaps he just had a problem with the simple pipe..." Fanlin said, "So, have you thought about... maybe find the pipe and fix him?"
　　 "Oh... forget it!" Ron patted his forehead a little annoyed, "I didn't think about it at all, I thought it was a spell... Anyway, I found some good things, Fanlin."
"what?"
　　 Ron said, walking in and opening a drawer.
　　 "This was originally a spell, but my wand seemed to disarm him by accident." Ron said, drawing a list from it.
　　 "What is this?" Fanlin quickly flipped through the list. The list was very long, but Fanlin still found some familiar names from it.
　　 "Bellatrix? Is this the list of Death Eaters?"
"I think so, Lucius Malfoy is on the second page, and there are some other things, but this paper has been magically cast." Ron said quickly, "Maybe you can take a look. I think I need to get the ceiling."
　　 Fanlin nodded, and began to observe the pattern of the sheepskin roll carefully.
　　Obvious traces of magic, but these magic lines are very complicated, just like... a diary?
　　 Fanlin was taken aback for a moment. Tom’s diary had a magic mark belonging to Voldemort. He had been in contact with this thing. When he was in the second grade, Fanlin asked Tom humbly for a long time.
　　 Suddenly, Fanlin laughed. If it should be regarded as fruitless in Umbridge's office, then Alex's office gave him enough surprises.
The magic wand is in the center of the parchment scroll, visible to the naked eye, and a light blue ripple spreads out. In less than a second, the originally neat letters are like tadpoles constantly swimming on the paper, arranged and integrated, seemingly Replaced some brand new content.
　　 Fanlin waited quietly for the arrangement of all the letters, and then began to read carefully.
　　 "Time, sacrifice, resurrection, coming!"
Fanlin was stunned. He probably extracted some keywords. Collectively, as he thought, Voldemort tried to use Death to get rid of the threat of death, but unexpectedly, Voldemort did not choose to integrate Death itself, but intended to resurrect. it?
　　 Below Fanlin saw a spell similar to the spell used by Voldemort during his resurrection, but this was different from the sacrifices used at the time, which required more deaths to be able to do it.
　　 Voldemort is crazy? So he plans to put the resurrection ceremony in the Ministry of Magic?
　　 But the following content is different from the above. It is a prototype magic circle arranged by words. Through the superposition of spells, Fanlin can clearly read the meaning of the seal.
　　 For a while, Fanlin was a little confused. Originally, Fanlin thought it was Death who controlled Voldemort, but now it looks like...
　　 "So, what does this paper say?" Ron asked.
　　 Fanlin raised his head and looked at Ron with some confusion.
　　 "You have been staring for more than half an hour," Ron said.
"Oh..." Fanlin suddenly, he wondered how a wizard can resurrect a god, and it seems that blood sacrifices and spells, all these seem to meet the requirements, but the consciousness subject of death should not have been Was it killed in Greece?
　　 Voldemort was resurrected because his soul was not completely dead, and there were six Horcruxes to support him, but the of death...
　　 There are also words about time in the period~EbookFREE.me~ Voldemort could not convey his intentions to Alex through some spells and formations. For Alex, Voldemort must have other orders.
　　 "Maybe he wants to make something...weapons at the Ministry of Magic?"
　　 "Weapon?"
　　 "I don't know." Fanlin shook his head, "I can't resolve this magic circle in a short time..."
　　 While talking, Fanlin took out a metal plate from his pocket and stuck the whole piece of paper on it. Then the metal plate showed the same pattern as the parchment paper.
　　 "I need some time," Fanlin said, "No matter what, this is indeed a huge gain, I think we may have caught some important things..."
　　 "Perhaps Dumbledore would want to know?"
Fanlin added silently in his heart that he needs to get in touch with Dumbledore and the old bat. This time is too abrupt in the resurrection ritual, and it is about time, even the strongest The time props can only reverse the time of a week, and must strictly follow the rules.
　　 "Okay." Ron watched Fanlin put down the sheepskin roll, "I think we need to get downstairs quickly. The poor woman is going to be tried. Maybe we should save her."
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