Chapter 587 Basic Standards for Followers, the Ministry of Magic Is About to Fall (1/2)

Chapter 587 Basic Standards for Followers, the Ministry of Magic is about to fall

Aaron waved his wand and wrote a red contract in the air, "Since you believe it, please make a choice!"

"Work for a year?" Moody hesitated for a moment, "If I don't sign..."

"I will take your soul and set you free after five years."

"Five years?" Sirius widened his eyes, "Isn't it one year? Isn't this span too long?"

"Because there were five members of the Order of the Phoenix who attacked me yesterday, do you have any questions?"

Sirius:......

"No more."

"Dumbledore's death was part of his plan, wasn't it? Snape never betrayed the Order of the Phoenix?"

"You told him this too?" Aaron rolled his eyes at Sirius, "It seems that it was right not to let you know the rest of Dumbledore's plan."

Sirius smiled awkwardly, "He signed the contract, so he is one of us. It doesn't matter if he knows about Snape.

If he doesn't sign the contract, he will be sealed like a dead person and can't do anything."

"Tsk!" Aaron curled his lips and continued, "I can guarantee that's true."

"Can I see the follow-up plan?" Moody asked.

"No." Aaron refused bluntly, "I won't let anyone know until the time comes."

"Understood." Moody nodded, and with difficulty lifted his bandaged arm and left his name at the end of the contract, "That's it!"

"Almost, it's worth my hard work all night." Sirius sighed.

"What are your plans next?"

"You should take good care of your injuries first!"

"I'm fine and will recover soon."

"I know that, but I don't have any plans for the time being." Aaron said lightly, then pointed at Sirius, "He told you a lot, but definitely not all."

"You mean I can tell him everything I know?" Sirius said doubtfully, "Including the Temple of the Gods, the contract, and Voldemort's..."

"Including Voldemort's Horcruxes."

"Horcruxes?" Moody was shocked, "Voldemort made Horcruxes?"

"You know about Horcruxes?"

"After all, I have been an Auror for decades, and I have heard of some evil black magic." Moody murmured, "I didn't expect him to split his own soul."

"In fact, not counting the main soul that controls the body, he has six Horcruxes." Sirius said, at this time he didn't know that Harry Potter was also one of the Horcruxes.

"Six, Horcruxes?" Moody was stunned for a moment, and the astonishment on his face turned into horror, "He didn't leave any way out!"

"Because Voldemort never thought of retreating, he wanted to take the path of immortality." Aaron explained with a chuckle, "A great genius, but he ruined himself, otherwise he might not be able to achieve the achievements of his ancestors."

"Even so, six Horcruxes also mean that the enemy we are facing is not ordinary terrible."

"There is still good news." Sirius comforted the slightly absent-minded Moody, "Six Horcruxes The diary and the Grear family ancestral ring in theuli have been destroyed. Ravenclaw's crown is in Aaron's hands, but the excessive excessive hill will cause Voldemort's alertness. He has not destroyed it for the time being. Although it is difficult to find, there is no chance. Finally, it is the snake around Voldemort. It is a activator. Serving, this mummy's shape is strange. "After speaking, Aaron left the hut and took out a large thawed steak from the kitchen. Cut into two copies, treat blood water, remove fishy, ​​marinate, tie rope, and fried on high heat. "I almost forgot, I seem to be a wizard!" Aaron rubbed his forehead and took out the steak. Various seasonings and a bottle of wine automatically flew out of the cabinet and floated above him.

Then a ball of fire emerged from his hand, and the surface of the beef instantly turned red, and all the freshness and meat seemed to be locked inside...

More than ten minutes later, Aaron put two steaming steaks on the plate.

Gulu!

Abe swallowed his saliva frantically, and after getting Aaron's permission, he pounced on a piece of steak that could be used as a blanket to cover it and started to eat.

Aaron picked up the knife and fork and enjoyed breakfast elegantly.

"What's the smell?" Sirius shrugged his nose and smelled the fragrance in the air, "Beef, it's different from what I've eaten before."

"Didn't he just say he was going to prepare breakfast?" Moody wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth without leaving a trace, "It should be ready soon, I've been hungry all day."

Sirius saw his embarrassment and tried not to hit him.

He knew Aaron well. He might be able to give them some ordinary breakfast, but they would never get a share of exquisite breakfast.

Sure enough, when he brought Moody, who could barely move his feet, to the kitchen, he saw only Abe holding his stomach, looking happy, and Aaron who had just finished breakfast.

"This..." Moody had just arrived and might not have understood the situation well, "What are we going to eat?"

"That depends on him." Aaron raised his eyebrows at Sirius, "What do you eat when he cooks?

Don't worry, the food he cooks is still edible."

Moody:......

Sirius:......

......

In the next few days, everything seemed to calm down.

Moody gradually removed the bandages on his body and changed into a clean set of clothes.

He was much more disciplined and calm than Sirius, and he didn't do anything extra, just read the newspaper every day to understand the situation in the magic world.

In addition, he also kept an eye on Sirius, not letting him disturb Aaron whenever he had something to do.

This made Aaron and Abe quite satisfied, and they felt that this person was not saved in vain.

"Good morning, original body." Aaron, who was lying on the chair and enjoying the scenery in the spiritual space, suddenly heard the voice of the thought body and suddenly opened his eyes.

"What happened?" Moody asked vigilantly.

"Shh! Don't disturb me first." Aaron made a gesture to silence, and then asked in his mind, "What happened?"

"The prophecy book has a new prophecy, I think it is necessary to inform you."

"I see, it's probably not good news, right!"

"That's right."

Aaron sighed, stretched his hand into the air, and took out the prophecy book from a dark red magic circle.

"Long time no see, dear master.

Your loyal servant congratulates you on having another follower."

"Follower?" Sirius was stunned for a moment, "Don't get me wrong, I'm just working for him temporarily."

"What do you mean by 'again'?

If it weren't for the Order of the Phoenix, I would have retired long ago, and I don't have time to fool around with young people."

"That's right." Aaron nodded in agreement, "Follow me? Are they worthy?"

Although he is only a great magician now, he still has vision and foresight.

In the future, he will at least be a god of magic, and he will never stop there. It is impossible that there will be no one under his command. Maybe those who follow his footsteps can't be ugly!

Loyalty is a necessary prerequisite, and at least one of ability and wisdom must be accounted for. Appearance is a plus point, and other things can be ignored for the time being.

But what about Sirius and Moody? One is thinking about how to be a good nanny all day long, and the other is old, weak, and disabled, and his strength is not very good. It is estimated that he can't even withstand three of his moves.

Just these two guys, if he didn't have no one under his command now, he wouldn't want them for free.

"It was my negligence. I forgot your vision, Master." The prophecy book said flatteringly, "It should be that another temporary follower has been added."

Moody and Sirius looked at each other, both feeling that their dignity had suffered a terrible blow.

Being looked down upon by Aaron was fine, but being looked down upon by a book was really unbearable.

"What is this?" Moody said in a bad tone.

"Introduce myself." The face on the prophecy book smiled, "I am the Book of Prophecy, and I will randomly predict the accurate future.

From your diet and clothing today to the end of the world and the restart of the universe, everything is within my prediction range."

"Really?" Moody looked at Sirius and asked.

"It should be true!" Sirius said uncertainly, "To be honest, I still don't know how many magic props he has."

"In any case, it's more than you think." Aaron said, and then looked at the prophecy book, "Speak!"

"As you wish, dear master.

Today's prophecy is that the Ministry of Magic will fall and the Minister of Magic will be killed.

Voldemort's forces will occupy the British Ministry of Magic and become the actual ruler."

"What?" Moody was shocked and subconsciously drew his wand.

"Don't waste your energy." Aaron held his forehead and shook his head, "You can't do anything alone."

"At least notify Kingsley and let the Order of the Phoenix withdraw." Sirius said.

"It's useless. Kingsley's studio protects the Muggle Prime Minister, and there is no time."

"Then notify Scrimgeour?"

"It's useless." Aaron said sarcastically, "Scrimgeour is better than Fudge and dares to face reality.

But he is too conceited to believe any prophecy, let alone believe that the Ministry of Magic under his rule will be broken by Death Eaters.

More importantly, I won't let you two pass on information. A dead person, a seriously injured person who can't even get out of bed, notifying the Ministry of Magic is just asking for trouble. . "

"Then you can't do anything, right?" Sirius cursed angrily, "What's the use of knowing the prophecy?"

"You can't say that." The prophecy book teased, "I predicted your death, and the master went to the Ministry of Magic because he knew this in advance, and you saved your life.

I predicted Dumbledore's death, so the master can..."

"That's unnecessary." Aaron interrupted.

"Okay, master."

"Now the important thing is what we can do?" Moody said calmly, "It hasn't happened yet, there is always something we can do."

"You hit the point. "Aaron praised, and then took out a gold Galleon from his pocket.

In his opinion, notifying the Ministry of Magic is absolutely an idiotic act. Voldemort was able to occupy the Ministry of Magic not by surprise, but by internal and external cooperation.

The Death Eaters had already secretly infiltrated the Ministry of Magic and controlled a considerable part of the important powers. Otherwise, it would be impossible for Voldemort to occupy and rule the Ministry of Magic within a day.

In this case, delivering intelligence to the Ministry of Magic is to actively hand over the handle to Voldemort.

But notifying Hermione is different. Notifying her Just inform the Order of the Phoenix, as for how the Order of the Phoenix will arrange it, whether it believes it or not, he has no control over it.

Meanwhile, at the Burrow.

Hermione was sitting in the attic with Harry and Ron.

She was flipping through a book called "The Tales of Peter the Bard", with a hint of confusion between her brows. Ron was holding a silver lighter, happily using it to absorb the light and then relighting it. Harry was holding a golden snitch and looking at it carefully, as if he wanted to discover the secret hidden in it.

The things in the hands of the three people were Dumbledore's relics, which were Minister of Magic Scrimgeour gave these items to three people yesterday, Harry's birthday, in accordance with the will.

The reason why it took so long was that Scrimgeour felt that Dumbledore's relics contained important information.

It's not surprising that he was so suspicious. After all, Dumbledore had been the headmaster of Hogwarts for so many years, with thousands of students, but only three students received his legacy, including the famous savior Harry Potter. This is not a coincidence.

But the Ministry of Magic has been testing these three items for a long time and has never found anything strange.

According to the Ministry of Magic's "Justifiable Confiscation of Goods Act", they can detain Dumbledore's relics for a maximum of 31 days and must return them to the right person.

It is worth mentioning that Dumbledore's will also mentioned that Gryffindor's sword would be given to Harry Potter, but Scrimgeour insisted that the sword was the public property of Hogwarts, and they couldn't find where the sword was, so they could only let it go.

"Why did Dumbledore leave these things to us? "Hermione asked in confusion, "He must have known that the Ministry of Magic would check his relics, but if these things were really so important, why didn't he give us some hints when he was alive?"

"Maybe he didn't expect that he would die so suddenly!" Ron said.

"I don't think so." Hermione said with a strange look, "Dumbledore must have taken everything into consideration when he made his will."

"So? He gave you a story collection, gave Harry an old snitch, and gave me a lights-out device.

By the way, this is the first time I have received a legacy in my life." Ron said a little embarrassedly, because among the three relics, the lights-out device is a rare alchemical product designed by Dumbledore himself, which is unique and has the highest value.

"Yours is the simplest, and you can use it with your hands." Hermione rolled her eyes at him speechlessly, "I'm sure there must be clues left by Dumbledore in this book, and I can find them with some time."

"What about the snitch? "Harry said with a frown, "I tried many ways to open it but couldn't, even biting it with my teeth wouldn't work."

"Be more patient! You may need more time." Hermione comforted her, and she was stunned as soon as she finished speaking, and took out the gold galleons used for communication from her pocket.