Chapter 875 Terrible (Jia Geng, Thank You for Your Monthly Pass)

"Connelly is a little weird today!" In the corner, old Ronaldo frowned and looked at the backs of Fudge and Harry Potter, whispering to Anton.

"Indeed, he seems to be in a hurry to finish something, as if there is not enough time. Although he doesn't look panicked, I can feel it." Anton raised his eyebrows.

He can't read any information through dementia now, and the telltale signs that popped up in Lucius' mind from time to time completely disappeared at this moment, as if the fat man in front of him was really Minister Fudge.

Obviously, Lucius deliberately used the 'Brain Occlusion Curse' intensively at this time to prevent his little thoughts from working in his mind.

Anton's research has reached the current level, and he has more insights into the "thinking" of one of the six elements of the soul.

Human thinking is extremely complex, and countless information can pop up in an instant, and these information are all operating in the 'thinking', and sometimes even carry a piece of memory content.

And these contents, in the magic of 'Inspiriting Mind', it seems that a display screen is installed above the 'Thinking', which can be peeped without any scruples and without being noticed.

And the 'Brain Occlusion Curse' does not close the mind, but puts some thoughts that do not want to be pryed into another virtual 'thinking', so as to achieve the appearance that there is no such thought in the mind.

A wizard casts a brain-blocking spell, which will also not be noticed. This is an ability that has no magical fluctuations and is more inclined to control one's own internal magic power.

But if you can't master the magic of the 'Brain Occlusion Curse', some information that you try to conceal will still sneak into the 'Thinking' extremely quickly, and be snooped by the 'Legilimentation'.

So……

Why is Maulusius using the 'Brain Blocking Curse' intensively at this time?

"Maybe you should go over and help our Mr. Minister." Anton talked to old Ronaldo thoughtfully.

Old Ronaldo rubbed his chin and thought, "Oh, I see, he seems to want to avoid you a little bit, he looks amiable to Harry Potter, and he smiles like Grandma Wolf..."

He suddenly turned his head to look at Anton, "Differences between you on certain matters? Conflict?"

Anton spread his hands, "No, Minister Fudge still warmly brought us here today."

"That's weird..."

Old Ronaldo walked up behind Harry, poked his head and looked forward, and saw Fudge writing a note at the end of the document Harry had written—please take such demands seriously!

After finishing writing, Fudge took out a seal from his pocket, breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to stamp it on the place where he signed.

"Connelly, are you crazy?" Old Ronaldo couldn't help calling out.

Fudge's movements became stiff in an instant, his eyes were sharp in astonishment, and he glared at old Ronaldo.

Old Ronaldo yelled loudly, "You made a mistake here, it's not 'this kind of request', it's 'this request', I know you plan to use the power of the minister to help Harry get things back as soon as possible, but this kind of wording Mistakes are just too bad."

"There are a lot of serious consequences for using the wrong word on something of this importance."

"If Harry Potter's recovery lawsuit is won, oh, he will definitely win it. We all know that at such a critical time, the mysterious man has appeared, Dumbledore has become strong, and Anton is going to hold The 'Top 100 Contest', of course the Reticents of the Department of Mysteries would not choose to offend them at this time."

"But in this way, the Wizengamot has no reason to refuse other people's lawsuits to claim back their blood relatives. The impact it will bring is absolutely terrible."

"Connelly, do you know how many similar cases have been accumulated over the past hundred years? If they all pass..."

"The people in the Department of Mysteries are absolutely going crazy!"

Witch Patricia behind the big desk was busy processing some other documents, commanding something with the goblin beside her, when she heard old Ronaldo's yelling, she turned her head in a daze, "Hey, what happened."

Fudge's eyes became cold, as sharp as a knife, staring at old Ronaldo coldly, "Director Ronaldo!"

His tone seemed very indifferent, "Maybe you shouldn't come to 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 they have a good relationship in private, so they can dictate things in business, obviously they don't know how to measure, it's okay, you are busy your."

Witch Patricia glanced at Fudge and old Ronaldo suspiciously. Hearing the movement of the goblin bringing the box, she quickly waved her wand to open the box, took out a large document from it, and flipped through it quickly.

Witch Patricia didn't hear clearly, but Anton was watching from the side.

When the old Ronaldo yelled, Lucius's thinking was disordered for a moment, and a lot of information was captured by Anton again.

This old Lu obviously planned to use Harry's case of recovering the documents to make trouble.

only……

The matter involved the goblin Pedro, Muggle Vernon Dursley, and the Department of Mysteries, and would even affect the International Federation of Wizards and Dumbledore. Anton raised his eyebrows, and after weighing the pros and cons...

Oh, it shouldn't be described as 'weighing the pros and cons'.

But to describe it in terms of how exciting it is...

That would be great fun.

The corners of Anton's mouth curled up slightly, but it didn't stop Fudge from putting the seal on.

"Okay." Fudge handed the document to Witch Patricia, who was busy. Seeing that she quickly stuffed the document into a box that had been prepared a long time ago, and let the goblin send it to the Wizengamot, he couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.

"Children, things are settled. When the people from the Wizengamot write to you, Harry remembers to keep an eye on the owl postman of the Ministry of Magic."

Fudge didn't look at the astonished old Ronaldo, he smiled stiffly at Anton, raised his hand and looked at the watch in his sleeve.

"Please excuse my absence, I have an important meeting to attend."

After speaking, he hurried away with some steps.

He rushed up the elevator as if someone was chasing him, came to the floor of the minister's office, rushed into his own office, closed the door of the office hard, sat down on the sofa, and made a dozing position lying on his back.

Suddenly, his whole body trembled.

Pieces of snake scales emerged from his skin, twisting and bouncing, and the scales hit the scales, making a strange friction sound of 'rustling'.

Suddenly, Fudge's whole body trembled greatly, and a figure bounced out of his body.

Lucius rushed forward staggeringly, almost knocking over the tea tray in front of him, and quickly reached out to catch it.

Then, he turned around quickly, and Fudge maintained the posture just now on the sofa. The sound of snoring echoed in the office, obviously sleeping soundly.

A rune snake exuding a strong medicinal smell of 'polyjuice potion' crawled out from the neckline of Fudge's wizard robe.

Two of the rune snake's three heads appeared extremely sluggish, and the other one was trembling as if it was pretending to be a vibrator, making a weird 'rustling' sound.

Lucius squinted at the rune snake for a moment, then drew his wand and waved it quickly.

"The shadow of the snake disappears into black smoke!" (Spell)

I saw a burst of flames bursting out of the rune snake, spraying sparks, and burning out in an instant, leaving only traces of ashes on the wool carpet.

"Huh~"

Lucius breathed a sigh of relief, observed Fudge's state for a while, and smiled triumphantly, "The possession magic researched by the Dark Lord is really easy to use!"

"really!"

Suddenly, a voice came from the side sofa.

someone!

How could there be anyone here!

Lucius stared wide-eyed in horror, turned his head slowly, and found that Anthony Weasley had been sitting there at some point, with his elbows resting on the sofa and his cheeks on the tea table, his feet crossed on the tea table , with a lazy look, looking at him with scrutiny.

"I think this is an extended application of the 'Trinity Rune Snake Animagus' researched by Professor Voldemort."

"I used to think that the extension of the 'Cognitive Misunderstanding Curse' in this magic was already powerful enough, but I didn't expect that it could also be extended to possession magic."

"Oh, I even thought you were drinking Polyjuice Potion at first, it's amazing."

"Professor Voldemort really deserves to be the 'most terrifying dark wizard in history', awesome!"

Anton walked slowly in front of Lucius, grinning brightly.

"I am particularly interested in this magic, but Professor Voldemort is unlikely to teach me, so I have never had the nerve to write to him and ask him. I didn't expect him to 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 magic on me, and I can't tell others about the magic."

As he spoke, he opened his mouth, and the tongue in his mouth seemed to have turned into a rope, which was actually tied into a knot.

"Well, it's not a big problem." Anton tilted his head and looked at Lucius, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Contract magic, I just know a little bit, maybe we can do this..."

As he said that, Anton's body slowly deformed and quickly rose up.

The gray-black wizard robe fluttered, and a pair of black eyes gleaming with scarlet light stared at Lucius, who had already changed into the appearance of Voldemort.

"host……"

"Owner?"

Lucius yelped in horror.

"Hey hey hey..."

Anton smiled and circled 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!" Trembling in fear, Lucius knelt down vigorously, and said in a panic, "I really learned, and I still use 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 claim back the 'prophecy ball' about him."

"At that time, I will take the opportunity to change it. I will bring this prophecy ball back and present it to you personally."

"Master, I'm 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 while pretending to be Fudge, I want I know if you have foolishly exposed your flaws and let that cunning child Anton notice something."

"No!" Lucius yelled quickly, "Anthony Weasley didn't notice it at all! I did it perfectly!"

"Yeah?"

Voldemort sneered, "Tell me all your steps... Lucius, don't make me repeat them a third time."

"Okay...Okay." Lucius quickly began to talk, "I will first mix your modified compound soup with my blood and Fudge's blood and feed it to the Rune Striped Snake..."

"Specific!" Voldemort growled, "I want to know more specifically, Lucius, you idiot, tell me how you prepared this compound potion, tell me every step, every detail!"

"Yes... yes, my master."

Not far away, Fudge, who was snoring on the sofa, opened his eyes quietly, watching all this in horror. Cold sweat trickled down his forehead slowly, stinging his eyes sorely, but he didn't dare to move.

He swallowed, slowly closed his eyes, and plunged himself into the terrifying and unknown darkness, while snoring, praying secretly...

It's all just horrific!