"Connelly is a little weird today!" In the corner, old Ronaldo frowned and looked at the backs of Fudge and Harry Potter, and whispered to Anton.
"Indeed, he seemed to be in a hurry to complete something, as if there was not enough time. Although he didn't look panicked at all, I could feel it." Anton raised his eyebrows.
He couldn't read any information through Legilimency now, and the clues that popped up in Lucius's mind from time to time completely disappeared at this time, as if the fat man in front of him was really Minister Fudge.
Obviously, Lucius deliberately used the 'Occlusion Curse' with high intensity at this time to prevent his little mind from functioning in his thoughts.
Anton's research has reached the current level and he has more insights into 'thinking', one of the six elements of the soul.
Human thoughts are extremely complex, and countless pieces of information can pop up in an instant, and these pieces of information are all running in 'thinking', sometimes even carrying the contents of a memory.
And these contents, based on the magic of 'Legilimency', seem to have a display screen installed above the 'thinking', which can be spied on without any scruples and without being noticed.
The 'Brain Occluder Curse' does not close the mind, but stuffs some thoughts that do not want to be pried into another virtual 'thinking', so as to achieve the appearance that there is no such thought in the mind.
Even when a wizard casts a brain-occluding spell, it will not be noticed. This is an ability that has no magic fluctuations and is more focused on controlling one's own internal magic.
But if you don't master the magic of 'Occlumency Curse' well, some information you try to hide will still slip into your 'thinking' very quickly and be spied on by 'Legilimency'.
So……
Why would Maulusius use the Occlumency Curse with great intensity at this time?
"Maybe you should go over and help our minister take a look." Anton said to old Ronaldo thoughtfully.
Old Ronaldo rubbed his chin and muttered, "Oh, I know, he seems to want to avoid you. He looks amiable to Harry Potter and smiles like Grandma Wolf..."
He suddenly turned to look at Anton, "You have differences on certain things? Are you having a conflict?"
Anton spread his hands and said, "No, Minister Fudge enthusiastically brought us here today."
"That's strange..."
Ronaldo Sr. walked behind Harry, leaned his head and looked forward, and saw Fudge writing a note at the end of the document Harry had written - please take such requests seriously!
After finishing writing, Fudge took out a seal from his pocket, breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to stamp it where he signed.
"Connelly, are you crazy?" Old Ronaldo couldn't help shouting.
Fudge's movements suddenly became stiff, his eyes were stunned and sharp, and he stared at old Ronaldo.
Old Ronaldo yelled loudly, "You wrote it wrong here, it's not 'such a request', it's 'this request'. I know you plan to use the power of the minister to help Harry get his things back as soon as possible, but this kind of wording
The mistakes were just terrible.”
"Using the wrong word on such an important matter will have serious consequences."
"If Harry Potter's restitution lawsuit is successful, oh, he will definitely be successful. We all know that at such a critical time, the mysterious man has appeared, Dumbledore has become stronger, and Anton is going to hold a
Of course, the Silent Man of the Department of Mysteries would not choose to offend them at this time."
"But in this way, if other people want to claim back their blood relatives, the Wizengamot will have no reason to refuse. The impact of that will be absolutely terrible."
"Connelly, do you know how many similar cases have been accumulated over the past hundred years? If all of them are passed..."
"People in the Department of Mysteries are going absolutely crazy!"
Patricia Witch, who was behind the big desk, was busy processing some other documents and directing something with the goblin beside her. When she heard old Ronaldo's shouting, she turned her head in confusion, "Hey, what happened."
Fudge's eyes became cold, as sharp as a knife, and he stared at old Ronaldo coldly, "Director Ronaldo!"
His tone seemed very indifferent, "Maybe you shouldn't teach me how to do things?"
As he said that, he turned his head and looked at Witch Patricia with a smile, "Oh, it's okay. Some people think that just because they have a good relationship in private, they can dictate matters in official matters. Obviously they don't know how to measure things. It's okay. You're busy.
your."
Patricia Witch glanced at Fudge and Old Ronaldo suspiciously, and when she heard the goblin moving a box, she quickly waved her wand to open the box, took out a large document from inside, and flipped through it quickly.
Witch Patricia didn't hear clearly, but Anton was watching from the side.
When old Ronaldo yelled, Lucius's thinking was confused for a moment, and a lot of information was captured by Anton again.
This old Lu obviously planned to use Harry's case to retrieve the documents to cause trouble.
only……
The matter involved the goblin Pedro, the Muggle Vernon Dursley, and the Department of Mysteries, and would even affect the International Federation of Wizards and Dumbledore. Anton raised his eyebrows and weighed the pros and cons...
Oh, it shouldn’t be described as ‘weighing the pros and cons’.
But to describe it in terms of the excitement of this matter...
That would be so much fun.
The corners of Anton's lips raised slightly, but he did not stop Fudge from putting the seal on it.
"Okay." Fudge handed the document to the busy Patricia Witch, and he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her quickly stuffing the document into a box that had been prepared for the goblin to send to the Wizengamot.
"Children, everything is settled. Wait until the people from the Wizengamot write to inform you. Harry remember to pay attention to the owl postman from the Ministry of Magic."
Fudge didn't look at the astonished old Ronaldo. He smiled stiffly at Anton and raised his hand to look at the watch in his sleeve.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Please forgive me for excuse me, I have to attend an important meeting."
After saying that, he walked away in a hurry.
He rushed up to the elevator as if someone was chasing him, arrived at the floor of the minister's office, rushed into his own office, closed the office door forcefully, sat down on the sofa, and lay down on his back to doze off.
Suddenly, his whole body started shaking.
Pieces of snake scales emerged from his skin, twisting and bouncing, and the scales struck the scales, making a strange friction sound of "rustling".
Suddenly, Fudge's whole body shook violently, and a figure popped out of his body.
Lucius staggered forward, almost knocking over the tea tray in front of him, and quickly reached out to catch it.
Then, he quickly turned around, and Fudge remained in the same position on the sofa. The sound of snoring echoed in the office, and he was obviously sleeping soundly.
A rune snake exuding the strong smell of 'Polyjuice Potion' snake snaked out from the collar of Wizard Fudge's robe.
Two of the three heads of the rune snake looked extremely sluggish, and the other one was trembling as if it was pretending to be a vibrator, making a weird "swishing" sound.
Lucius squinted at the rune snake for a while, then took out his wand and waved it quickly.
"The snake's shadow disappears into black smoke!" (magic curse)
I saw a burst of fire suddenly appear from the rune snake's body, spraying sparks, burning up in an instant, leaving only a trace of ashes on the wool carpet.
"Huh~"
Lucius breathed a sigh of relief, observed Fudge's condition for a while, and smiled proudly, "The possession magic developed by the Dark Lord is so useful!"
"really!"
Suddenly, a voice came from the sofa on the side.
Someone!
Why is there anyone here!
Lucius's eyes widened in horror, and he slowly turned his head to look. He was shocked to find that Anthony Weasley had been sitting there without knowing when, with his elbows on the sofa and his cheeks, and his feet crossed on the tea table.
, looked at him with a lazy look, and looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze.
"I think this is an extended application of the 'Trinity Rune Animagus' developed by Professor Voldemort."
"I used to think that the extension of the 'Cognitive Misconception Counter-Spell' to this magic was powerful enough, but I didn't expect that it could also be extended to possession magic."
"Oh, I even thought you drank the 'Polyjuice Potion' at first. It's so magical."
"Professor Voldemort is indeed the 'most terrifying dark wizard in history', awesome!"
Anton slowly walked up to Lucius and grinned brightly.
"I'm particularly interested in this magic, but it's probably impossible for Professor Voldemort to teach me, so I haven't had the nerve to write to him and ask him. I didn't expect that he would actually teach you. Maybe you can explain it to me?"
"I……"
Lucius took a step back in a panic, "I can't say that the Dark Lord cast a spell on me, and I can't tell others about the content of this spell."
As he spoke, he opened his mouth, and the tongue in his mouth seemed to turn into a rope, and even tied into a knot.
"Well, it's not a big problem." Anton tilted his head and looked at Lucius, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "I happen to know a little bit about contract magic, maybe we can do this..."
As he spoke, Anton's body slowly deformed and quickly grew taller.
The gray and black wizard robes danced, and a pair of black eyes shining with scarlet light stared at Lucius, who had suddenly transformed into Voldemort.
"host……"
"Owner?"
Lucius screamed in horror.
"Hey hey hey..."
Anton smiled, circling around Lucius, waving the wand in his hand quietly, releasing the Imperius Curse, "Lucius, I am very disappointed in you. You have not mastered what I taught you very well."
good."
"No! I studied hard!" Lucius trembled in fear, knelt down with all his strength, and said in a panic, "I really studied it, and I used it today to disguise myself as Fudge to help Harry find
His mother's magic manuscript. Master, believe me, as long as this lawsuit is settled, I will help him further ask for the 'prophecy ball' about him."
"I will take the opportunity to change it when the time comes. I will bring back this prophecy ball and present it to you with my own hands."
"Master, I am doing it..."
"Oh?" Anton raised his eyebrows, stopped, looked down at Lucius's head, and slowly waved the wand in his hand, "Then tell me, every step you take to pretend to be Fudge, I want
Do you know if you have foolishly exposed any flaws and let that cunning kid Anton notice something?"
"No!" Lucius shouted quickly, "Anthony Weasley didn't notice it at all! I finished it perfectly!"
"Yeah?"
Voldemort sneered, "Tell me all your steps... Lucius, don't make me repeat it a third time."
"Okay...Okay." Lucius began to tell quickly, "I will first mix your improved polyjuice potion with my and Fudge's blood and feed it to the rune snake..."
"Specific!" Voldemort growled, "I want to know more specifically, Lucius, you idiot, tell me how you prepared this polyjuice potion, tell me every step, every detail!"
"Yes...yes, my master."
Not far away, Fudge, who was snoring on the sofa, quietly opened his eyes and looked at all this in horror. Cold sweat slowly flowed from his forehead, stinging his eyes, but he did not move at all.
Dare to move.
He swallowed, slowly closed his eyes, and plunged himself into the terrifying and unknown darkness, snoring and praying secretly...