From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"Is there really such a plan?"

"It's not me who is responsible—if not me, who would it be?"

In Ilvermorny's headmaster's room, Bella's face was half crazy and half puzzled.

She had always thought of herself as a trusted and loyal Death Eater, but now it seemed that she didn't even know as much about a leaking Auror—the so-called bloodline purification program, she hadn't even heard of.

'It was made by the purgers? ’

'Or is Batty secretly dealing with it? ’

She didn't understand, but she didn't dare to ask questions - the Dark Lord has his own arrangements for everything. The last time she asked about Canada's affairs was a bit out of bounds. Now this secret plan, except that the Dark Lord himself told her. Besides, she couldn't and didn't dare to ask.

But the only thing she can rest assured about is the bloodline plan - she is a real pure-blood family, and the so-called completion plan does not fall on her head at all.

‘However, now it’s Bertha’s turn to be unlucky, she screwed up the Dark Lord and had an Auror steal the damned intelligence and give it to wizards in England. ’

She even gloated a little - although this kind of emotion shouldn't appear, she still couldn't control her urge to laugh.

As for the risk of the plan being exposed, she doesn't think there will be any problem. She has always supported the Dark Lord in the open, and she's fed up with hiding in the shadows in Azkaban. The opportunity to stand up is not necessarily a good thing.

"Read the letter to that Bertha," she thought happily about it, and was about to write a letter to ridicule that lucky Bertha. Thinking of this, she happily tapped a quill with her wand, with a look in her eyes. Unconcealed joy, unfolded a brand new parchment.

—

"Gosh..."

Bertha sat in her office in despair.

She was going crazy. The government affairs in Ilvermorny were fine, but after arriving at the Magic Congress, she was already unable to cope with those tedious official duties.

'Even if I open a shop, it will be fine, even in Ilvermorny, so why does it have to be me? ’

She leaned back on the office chair, her expression a little desperate—according to Lord Dark Lord's instructions, those Aurors and strikers were available but not very useful, and the previous Magic Congress's manpower also needed to be screened for use...

These things were actually okay, but the next thing really made it very difficult for her to deal with it.

To appease the emotions of the people in the country, to balance the opinions of those pure bloods, to reconcile the conflicts between the purgers and those Aurors who defected, to distribute supplies, to…

If it weren't for the two assistants she brought in from Ilvermorny, this job would never have been completed - but the two assistants who were loyal to the Dark Lord were just freshmen who had just graduated for a year. It's okay to deal with it for a while, two big events in a row came down, and they were collectively dumbfounded.

Maybe after a few years of training, these two assistants will be a good hand, but now they are still too immature, and they can't reply just by dealing with the letters from various places, and the rest of the government can only be dealt with. Shelving and shelving, this was barely maintained. Who would have expected that there would be another big news now?

"Let's rest first, and wait for Lord Dark Lord's prompt..."

Bertha clutched her forehead in despair, looking forward to a letter from Ilvermorny.

The letter came very quickly, but unfortunately it was not the advice from the Dark Lord himself as Bertha had imagined, but a letter from the veteran and loyal Death Eater Bella.

The letter asked her in detail if she had encountered any difficulties, if she had any thoughts on the renegade Auror, and if she needed some help...

"What a reliable senior Death Eater..."

Bertha sighed, then picked up the pen and began to prepare a reply very seriously.

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"Help?"

Bella looked at the letter in front of her, her whole body was dumbfounded.

Ask her for help? What a joke!

Was the sarcasm in her letter not strong enough? Didn't Bertha understand the yin and yang language of those nobles? How did she endure it? What kind of mentality did she hold and ask for help?

Bella even tried to write a more aggressive letter in response to Bertha, but she finally persevered - she finally knew what Bertha was thinking before she started writing.

Pull her into the water, and once the Dark Lord is held accountable, it's time to pass the buck!

'A virtue with the **** Lucius...they're the kind of sinister and sly scumbags who are good at rhetoric to deceive the Dark Lord...'

People who have known the Malfoys for many years, even a younger sister married into the Malfoys, she is fairly familiar with the Malfoys' tricks.

"Okay, I'll help, but I want to see, how do you show off your might in front of me this time?"

Bella gritted her teeth and began to respond according to the comments in the letter.

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"The attack plan, the purification plan..."

In an empty room in Ilvermorny, Voldemort looked at the documents with scarlet eyes, and there was a bit of cruelty in his eyes.

When the former happened, he was still a little skeptical, but when the information on the latter was sent, he was convinced that this plan was definitely not from his hands, even the possible resurrection using the Horcrux was impossible. Come up with such a plan.

It is absolutely impossible for him to come up with the so-called pure-blood purification plan - because he himself does not believe it...

At the beginning, the prophecy pointed to two damned guys, and he finally chose the Harry Potter for the reason he knew better than anyone - because the Potter was very similar to him, both of them were mixed...

In this case, no matter who he is, he will not choose to sacrifice a part of pure blood to study that **** purification plan, because he is too short of manpower...

But this **** plan might be stifled before it was proposed, but after it was proposed, he couldn't deny it.

Because in his propaganda, he is obsessed with bloodlines, and even thinks that those Muggle wizards have stolen the power of other wizards to become stronger - denying this is equivalent to denying his obsession with bloodlines...

"Dumbledore, you **** old liar!"

He didn't even have to think about it to know who made it, except for the sanctimonious Dumbledore, who would deliberately think about framing him like this?

"No, this **** idea has to be stopped before it spreads..."

"I have to admit that I exist, and even twist that plan to take back the power we've taken away from those Muggle wizards, or as these things spread, my supporters will shrink even more... "

"It should have been longer, Dumbledore, you succeeded..."

"Then as you wish, let the whole world tremble for my return..."

Ps: Kavin is like this, the update card at noon lost his card, I'm really sorry...