Chapter 535 Mr. Malfoy Is a Muggle Noble

Neville was accompanied by relatives, although the two relatives seemed a little confused, they looked at Neville with a kind of miraculous gaze.

Anton could almost feel the weird smell in the air. During the sneak peeks from Professor McGonagall and the two family members from time to time, he rolled his eyes at Dumbledore who winked playfully, and found an excuse to slip out.

He came again to the Ministry of Magic's Auror office.

Forehead.

Anton suddenly realized that he didn't know if those Aurors and Death Eaters who were affected by his body-binding spell had been untied. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be particularly difficult. Ordinary counter-spells are not enough, and you can also use the spell to stop. To lift it, if it is not possible, it should be possible to end all curses.

He first went back to school and brought magic boxes No. 666 and No. 411.

By the way, it was a coincidence that I had dinner in the school auditorium on time.

When I came to the Ministry of Magic, it seemed a little quiet here.

The Ministry of Magic has some strict regulations on entry and exit. Under normal circumstances, guests enter the lobby on the eighth basement floor by taking the elevator through a telephone booth. Internal employees usually flush themselves into the Ministry of Magic through the toilet of the public toilet. A kind of portkey magic.

Aurors are somewhat privileged, everyone can apparate directly to their own floor.

Located on the left side of the second basement.

Along a long corridor, on the right is the Wizengamot Governing Body, Office of Prohibition of Misuse of Magic (Director Umbridge), Office of Prohibition of Misuse of Muggle Artifacts (Director Arthur), where Aurors do not have permission to directly apparate Displaced.

After walking a few steps in the dark corridor, Anton suddenly heard Scrimgeour's low growl from an Auror office cubicle on the left.

He looked up in surprise, and there was no name on the door plate, obviously it was a vacant office.

"Lucius Malfoy, I think you can understand what I'm saying?"

Anton frowned in surprise, his eyes lit up, he looked around, and quietly approached the office.

"Scrimgeour, I don't know what you mean. I came here to give you the magic book out of good intentions, not to find out what you said!" Lucius' voice was a little annoyed, "Merlin's beard, I have it in my heart." Came here with good intentions!"

"Aha~ you hateful Death Eater, you tell me that you have good intentions, oh, don't quibble, although I can't catch you to Azkaban, but you remember, I know, I know Yes, you are a Death Eater. And..." Scrimgeour's voice became extremely cold, "I always remember that you brought Grindelwald to my house to find me, in front of my family, in front of me In front of your three-year-old grandson, invite me to join you..."

"It's not my fault!" Lucius raised his voice, "Don't you think I'm not a victim? I don't think I'm being coerced? That's Grindelwald!"

"It's ridiculous. When you were caught by us for trial by the Wizengamot, you also said that you were coerced and cast the Imperius Curse. Now you are working for Grindelwald, and you also said you were coerced?"

"Scrimgeour..." Lucius sighed for a long time, "You may not believe it, but at first I was coerced by Dumbledore, and then it was strange that Dumbledore turned into Grindelwald, I am also very helpless, you think about it from my perspective, am I not afraid of death?"

"Heh~" Scrimgeour sneered, "Who knows what your Malfoy family thinks, you like plotting tricks the most."

"you!"

"Scrunchie, you are as smelly and hard as a stone in a stinky gutter, how many times do I have to say, I'm here to deliver books, not to inquire about Death Eaters!" Lucius yelled a little aggrieved , "You should know that our Malfoy family's ambitions for the Ministry of Magic will definitely not want to mess with the Auror Office."

There was a moment of silence in the office.

Soon after hearing the sound of a match being lit, Scrimgeour said hoarsely, "What book?"

"Anton's new book is out, it's absolutely subversive, "Anton's Adventure Story: Teach You to Defense the Killing Curse", this is definitely suitable for your Auror office!"

"What!" Scrimgeour's voice echoed throughout the corridor.

"Defense against the death curse?"

"Yes, don't shout so loudly, I can hear you." Lucius' voice seemed a little smug, "I know, Fudge definitely knows how much you need this kind of magic, especially now that you are arresting prisoners, You need a large amount of funding to be approved to have the money to buy this book, and he will definitely talk to you about something that makes you succumb to it.”

"Of course, you will say that you will buy it yourself without using the department's funds, but you probably don't know how expensive this book is!"

"Look, this is my sincerity!"

After a while, Scrimgeour sighed, "What a genius..."

"Tell me, Lucius, what do you want?"

"Help me promote this book!"

"What?" Scrimgeour's voice was full of disbelief.

"Yes, help me promote this book, that's all." Lucius' voice was a little brisk, "The defense against death curse is simply the greatest invention of this century, and there must be some people who buy it who don't want to let it go. It was learned by others, but I hope it can be seen by more people, and it is estimated that this is also Anton’s original intention of writing the book.”

"Anton?" Scrimgeour's voice hesitated, "If I remember correctly, you are serving Grindelwald now. Don't tell me Anthony and Grindelwald..."

"Merlin's beard, how is this possible!"

Lucius let out a cry, and then his voice changed a bit, "Listen, Scrimgeour, you stupid old dog, I, Lucius Malfoy, wasn't born to be a dog for others, this It's investment, do you understand investment? People like you only care about immediate benefits, so of course you won't understand the thinking of long-term investors like us!"

"Jie jie jie..." Scrimgeour sneered, "Long-term investment... Do you know how many people with excellent magical talents I have met in my life? Too many people died, inexplicably, wizards, are there any?" If he misses the time, any spell that he looked down on before will take his life. I have seen through this dangerous world for a long time. If I have not fully grown up, I have not grown up. I never look at the potential, I only look at what I see strength!"

"Okay, I'm leaving, your department is too busy."

Click, the door handle of the office turned and stopped.

"Help me with something, Lucius, our Auror office really needs your help to check some things."

The handle of the office returned to its original shape again, "What's the matter?"

"Do you still remember the witch hunting website forum in the Muggle world that caused a sensation in the wizarding world?"

(See Chapter 394 for details)

Lucius was silent for a long time, with a strange voice, "Remember, the name is 'Mysterious Power'."

How could he not know, heh, Mr. Grindelwald asked him to arrange this, even the word "mysterious power" was named by Grindelwald himself.

"We raided a satellite ground station today and dug out a message from the head of an executive who is a senior member of the 'mystical powers' forum."

Lucius took a breath, "You did it?"

"Oh? Mr. Malfoy's news is really well-informed. Oh, I almost forgot that the Malfoy family is the only noble family in the wizarding world that has been granted status by Muggle forces."

"You don't need to taunt me in a sly way!" Lucius sneered, "Our Malfoy family will never admit our aristocratic status on the Muggle side, before and in the future."

"Oh, who knows."

Lucius didn't care about Scrimgeour's rudeness, he knew how stubborn the old man was, "This is too powerful, I heard a gossip today that Death Eaters killed a ground station and destroyed a satellite."

"Yes." Scrimgeour said with hatred on his face, "These hateful Death Eaters are simply wantonly breaking the "Secrecy Act". We Aurors rushed to the ground station in time to pursue them, but unfortunately we did not have time to save those Muggles. , It was simply too cruel, and the blood flowed all over the place!"

"Hey, why did I talk about Death Eaters again, you cunning Lucius, you just came to inquire about the Death Eaters, right?"

"Lucius, mobilize your family's Muggle power, don't tell me no, I won't believe it. Help me find out what kind of organization the 'Mysterious Power' forum is, and why satellites are allowed to spy on us wizards."

"Don't you care about the Death Eaters? I can help you take care of a few."