From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"I thought it would be a little later... Obviously prices are under control, and private organizations have just established a prototype..."

In the principal's office, William looked at the accumulated information and shook his head.

Before going to bed, he was still trying to figure out the matching of foreign hair.

The speed is terrifyingly fast, and it doesn't even have the basic foreshadowing - he has guessed several situations in which the American wizarding world collapses, but he has never imagined such a situation.

He thought about the local Aurors and Strikers re-establishing the council on their own, and he also thought about the situation where the legendary Susan went to the end and took over the chairmanship of the Magic Congress. As for the assassination and seizing power, he also considered it - but he did not consider the option of the Auror leading his troops to the enemy.

And, too soon, it ended without warning at all.

'There is always someone who can tie it all together... Who is it? ’

He brooded over the table until Professor McGonagall knocked on the door and found nothing.

Along with Professor McGonagall, there was also a sleepy-looking Lupin and Moody who called him over. After a brief description of what happened, the group began to sit at the desk in the office again, and began to suffer. Wait for the next message to arrive.

Afterwards, Professor Snape, Professor Sprout, and Professor Flitwick also came to the principal's office, waiting for the news about the beginning of the waning moon of Hyosung.

"Professor William, what are you thinking?"

Lupin, who was called from his sleep by Moody, asked William in a low voice.

"It shouldn't be like this..."

"Shouldn't it be like this?"

"Yes...it shouldn't be like this," William sighed in a low voice. "You and I both know that the situation in the wizarding world over there is very bad. It's not just ordinary chaos - but it's not at its limit..."

"Losing control is a loss of trust, Professor Lupin, but not yet - if I were the Dark Lord, then I would choose to keep it going for as long as possible. Wizards have completely lost hope for the Magic Congress, and their replacement will become a matter of course..."

"It's still too soon, Easter has just passed, and the worst time is in August, when it's green and yellow, when the price of food will rise to the sky... And at that time, I came out to clean up the old Magic Congress, After a few more days of turmoil, the Muggle society and the wizarding society will produce a lot of materials, and the cost of buying people's hearts will be much lower..."

"And the price trend also proves my opinion, I thought we had enough time to clean up in the summer, but now..."

He crossed his hands, put his head on his knees and shook his head, "It's too sudden to catch people off guard..."

—

"It's too sudden, Lord Dark Lord, really, too suddenly..."

Bertha shook her head. Although there was a stack of inaugural speech manuscripts in front of her, her whole mind was not on it.

She still couldn't accept the fact that she was still working on documents in the castle when she suddenly received letters from the Aurors sworn in. In the package that came with the letter, there was also a very important gift - an arm.

After the Dark Lord personally tested it, that arm was confirmed to be the former headmaster's, and the ring and wand attached to it became the last key to their complete grasp of Ilvermorny Castle.

With the consent of the Dark Lord himself, the spokesman of the Thirteen Houses, Ai Gilbert, and the current Auror Office Director visited Ilvermorny and were branded with the Dark Mark, a symbol of loyalty.

Afterwards, it was a clean-up operation like the autumn wind sweeping the leaves. In less than three hours, thirteen die-hard Aurors were killed, some of the recalcitrants fled, the strikers announced their surrender, the Magic Congress was ambushed by traps, some members were killed, and most members took refuge. Few escaped.

Because of the strikers and Aurors, the people who organized themselves were arrested and imprisoned, and the followers were dispersed, but some of the leading members fled with Barty Jr.

'It's too fast to even notify Barty...'

Only then did she remember this important matter, and hurriedly prepared to report to the Dark Lord in a low voice.

"Lord Dark Lord, that..."

"Watch what you say and do, Bertha!"

The Dark Lord's scarlet eyes looked at his Death Eaters, and Bertha, who had planned to say something, was so frightened that she didn't dare to say a word.

'Lord Dark Lord will notice...'

She deceived herself, and forced herself to memorize the manuscript, ignoring the conversation between the Dark Lord and Professor Aegilbert, who had just made a great contribution.

"It's funny...I never thought we could take it all so easily."

"You took it all, Dark Lord."

"Of course it's me, it's been mine from the moment I'm staring at it, and the rest just makes it a little faster..." Voldemort stared at the newly surrendered Death Eater with a hint of disbelief in his heart. Yes, but in a more cordial tone than usual.

Things were going beyond his expectations, but there was nothing wrong with them—all purebloods, no matter where they were.

[Let the chaos continue, the prestige of the thirteen companies will not exist, and we have learned some speeches from Miss Bertha from various channels, which is very interesting...]

Such an excuse came from the wizard in front of him - just because of a speech, he decided to make a big bet with the Aurors.

'What a lucky guy, he won, and Bertha was as lucky as ever. ’

He liked the speech, exactly, his speech to Bertha. His wizards were, are, and will be for his ideals - but the Auror's early coup did save him a lot.

"It's getting late, Bertha, it's time to prepare the speech—our new Magical Congress president."

Tom smiled, ended the conversation, and ordered to Bertha over there, now that the dust has settled and everything is going as he expected - there is no problem now, the only problem is...

‘Bertha can’t read the manuscript wrong, can she? ’

Such an idea suddenly appeared, and the Dark Lord felt a chill down his spine...

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[The International Confederation of Wizards Secrecy Act was signed in 1689 to protect our world from Muggle discovery. This declaration is like a beacon of light, bringing hope to thousands of wizards who live in the shadow of the Witch Hunt Act, or another act against wizards, to end our fears, and end our long night. 】

[However, today, what we have to face is that, under the cover of secrecy laws, we are hungry, we are short of supplies, we are huddled in the house, have to accept high-priced food, huge unemployment, and the possibility of attack that occurred. 】

[The law of secrecy is for every wizard! We are not servants of secrecy, but masters! Since the birth of the secrecy law, it has been to ensure that wizards can live in peace and protect their world. 】

[As far as the status quo is concerned, the secrecy law has not had the desired effect. It just kept telling us that this cannot be done, that cannot be done, and that we cannot do this, we are hungry, and we almost freeze to death in the cold night Among them, has our wand lost its power? I don't believe it, we've got no way to get food, and I don't believe we're too messed up to keep everyone alive! 】

[We must urgently tell every wizard that now is not the time to talk about secrecy laws and strictly enforce them, now is the time to ensure the survival of every wizard. 】

【…】

Bella hid in the corner, looking at Bertha who gave a generous speech, her teeth were about to be gnashed.

She doesn't agree, why is it Bertha?

Obviously just reviewing documents in the office, suddenly there are a bunch of Aurors who are listening to speeches they don't know when they are coming to surrender! Obviously her body has gradually recovered, obviously she can participate in the great cause of the Dark Lord, but all this is over!

She didn't understand at all. In the morning, the castle was still assigning tasks to create riots. In the afternoon, they became people who maintained security and order!

Look at this, look at that, and then distribute supplies to the people - this living troll is done, why do you need her?

She is the most loyal Death Eater. She has been living in that hellish place in Azkaban for more than ten years, but now she has been robbed of her head by a Death Eater who doesn't know where she came from! Moreover, it doesn’t matter if Bertha takes the credit for it. The Dark Lord has a large number of loyal pure-bloods. The thirteen houses established by the Magic Congress are pure-blood families even if they are placed in the UK. The Dark Lord has no reason not to reuse. of…

'And the little Barty guy... was almost killed by that Bertha, and he didn't even complain...'

Obviously today is the time to be happy, but no matter what, she couldn't restrain the evil fire in her heart and wanted to kill...

【We will increase the supply of materials, distribute unemployment benefits and free lunches, we will provide… 】

Bertha's speech continued, and the people even cheered - if all this could be fulfilled logically, then they naturally didn't care about the Magic Congress or something.

In the case of starvation, how many people are willing to care about those doctrines or something?

Since the new Magical Congress president promised not to starve them, that's her.

As for the rebellion of the Thirteen Families, or the escape of the former Congress President, it didn't matter that much - Susan and everyone were a little more concerned, but when the first batch of supplies was distributed, everyone didn't care for the time being.

—

"The content of the speech is out!"

Just before dawn, a speech from Bertha, the new chairman of the Magical Congress, was brought to Hogwarts by an owl.

Although it has not been officially published in the newspaper, the handwritten speech has been circulated by everyone.

"There is no doubt, whether we like to admit it or not, he is back and has successfully taken over the entire magical world... What do you think?"

Dumbledore looked at the professors with a resolute expression and a bit of doubt.

I always thought this speech was weird - who wrote it?

"Strengthen the protection in the school, step up the inspection of packages, do a good job of alert during the exam, and coordinate with the Ministry of Magic..."

"Classes can't be stopped, they have to continue, we have to finish our teaching work on time - we can't make students too active because of the changes on the other side of the ocean..."

…

There is no new method - after all, on the other side of the ocean, no matter how noisy it is, it will not spread for a while, and the two upcoming exams are the most important thing. As for the rest, it is something to discuss with the Ministry of Magic.

"Professor William, please stay."

After the morning meeting, William was stopped by Dumbledore.

"The last Horcrux, any clues?"

"Sorry, professor," William shook his head, "I'm actually planning to go to the field again in the summer - now it looks like we'll have to find a professional there..."

"It's impossible..."

Dumbledore shook his head, "Besides, what do you think of that speech?"

"It's a very clever way of transferring responsibility," William spread his hands. "In fact, the supply of materials before was not a problem at all, and the lack of materials has little to do with the secrecy law. They are deliberately channeling the anger of those wizards and pointing the finger at them. It's just for secrecy laws."

"If it wasn't for the sudden attack, I thought about the summer vacation, they would directly get a group of people who support them. Now, it would be much less - but it's still a trouble..."

William paused, "The key now is on the former chairman of the Magic Congress and the missing Susan—they may go underground, or they may stand up to openly confront them, which is unknown..."

"Then what do you think of their new Magical Congress now?"

"It will take about a month or two to stabilize people's hearts... With sufficient supplies, the subsequent recruitment will be a lot easier... Until their nature is exposed..."

William rubbed his aching forehead due to lack of sleep, "What I'm most worried about right now is that they don't plan to change their slogan..."

"If the Dark Lord abandons his previous point of view and focuses on secrecy, it will be a matter of time for his team to expand... and I am very worried about this, Professor, he is almost as cut as the Death Eaters of the past. Secrecy laws, God knows what happens..."

"Yeah...if that's the case..." Dumbledore sighed, "but I know how conceited Tom is."

"You mean, he still wants to establish a pure-blood system in the end?"

"Yes, Professor William."

"Then, he's not a terrible opponent..."

"You still don't understand him, Professor William..."

Dumbledore shook his head, "I have a few wonderful guesses now... Maybe I have to travel far away. Guard Hogwarts well, and if anything happens, call me with the door key immediately."

"I will, Professor."

William nodded.

"Then, I have to hurry up..." Dumbledore's face showed seriousness, "I have to go to the place where he completed the transformation of the human body, and visit an old friend by the way."

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