Chapter 371 Weasley, Our King

The British Ministry of Magic building, the highest point.

Cloudy and rainy, thunder and lightning night.

"How is Rita?" Fudge tore off his long black cloak with great effort, handed it to the subordinate beside him, kicked the purple pointed boots, felt the wet feet, and frowned.

"Still unconscious."

Fudge frowned and looked at old Auror Ronaldo, "She is an Animagus, and she is still such a small beetle, I hope you can pay attention to this."

Old Ronaldo nodded, "Don't worry, we specially prepared a magic cage for her. It is a deformable Biganu drift bottle, and it is impossible for her to escape from it."

Only then did Fudge nod, and cast 'clean up' on his pinstriped suit with his wand, muttering, "This damn weather."

He tugged on his bright red tie, still feeling that his whole body was trendy, and looked at old Ronaldo again, "Where's Anthony?"

The old Ronaldo shrugged, "He was imprisoned in the highest level prison, the one where Grindelwald was imprisoned."

"Merlin's beard." Fudge obviously couldn't understand, "he's just a kid."

"Actually..." Old Ronaldo's face became weird, "The Aurors are worried that he will cast some kind of magic without a stick. In addition to the Auror standing guard at the door every moment, we also arranged for the Rocamon Lizard surveillance."

"Oh~" Fudge stopped, and turned to look at old Ronaldo in astonishment.

"Supreme Prison, Auror Watch, Rocamund Lizard (Fantastic Beast Guard at the Ministry of Magic Prison)?"

Old Ronaldo looked around for a moment, leading Fudge, and after the two entered the elevator, he whispered, "We all know what happened, everyone knows that the child is innocent, he was just a child who was sacrificed for stability. "

Fudge grinned, but said nothing.

Hehe~

Things are not what you think at all, this kid killed Dumbledore, although it was affected by the Imperius Curse.

Of course, it was impossible for him to say it, the news was destined to rot in his stomach.

He knew that the Dark Lord must be waiting for Dumbledore to die completely. The name of the most powerful white wizard of this century, what kind of spell he would release before his death was something everyone should be afraid of.

so……

As long as Dumbledore lived, even to his last breath, the Dark Lord was bound to be dormant.

As for what to do when the Dark Lord finally appeared?

heh~

Maybe Fudge wasn't Minister for Magic by then, so it wasn't his business.

Fudge looked at old Ronaldo seriously, "I think I have to reiterate again, Anthony's behavior of spreading rumors is too bad, we must punish him, but there is no need to treat him at the level of the most dangerous dark wizard."

Seeing the elevator stop, old Ronaldo pressed the button on the panel, and then turned to look at Fudge, "Now it is rumored that Anthony Weasley is the third generation of Dark Lord trained by Dumbledore, I don't know Believe it or not, but please remember that he once defeated thirteen Aurors by himself."

"Easy to win!"

He didn't know what to think of, and his whole body trembled, "You don't know how powerful his transfiguration is. Now one of our colleagues will faint when he sees a roller coaster, and several colleagues will think of something wrong when they are in the elevator. Good memory."

"I won't forget."

Fudge's face turned fierce, and he gave old Ronaldo a cold look, "Because of your incompetence, I paid a large sum of Galleons for this, and the money could have been used in better places."

"He is dangerous, Mr Minister."

Fudge fell silent and said nothing more.

The two quickly walked deep into the prison.

Numerous iron cages are built into each prison, which is a place where prisoners are held for a short period of time. There is not even a wall, and there is no toilet or food.

When the prisoners saw them, they all yelled loudly, some mourned their injustice with a frustrated face, some grabbed the railing and shook their bodies wildly laughing, some whistled...

Go to the deepest point, walk inward again along the wall, until the deepest point, a single cell appears in front of them.

Looking in through the ventilation window of the door, Anton was sitting obediently on a chair.

The chair was chained to a two-foot-long lizard, striped beige and off-white and not particularly vicious.

At this time, a moth flew out from the darkness, and when it passed by Anton, the horny eyelids of the lizard blinked, and a huge red electric light bubble appeared around Anton.

呲~

There was a very slight sound, and the moth lost its life in an instant, and slowly fell from mid-air. Before it reached the ground, it turned into powder and scattered around under the beam of light from the ventilation window.

Anton stared at the powder curiously, his eyes were full of purity, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if the whole person was filled with childlike simple happiness.

Fudge observed for a moment, then nodded, "Arrange the transfer."

The Aurors waved their wands to cast a spell on the iron gate to open it, and then they walked in in two teams. The four Aurors were responsible for controlling Anton, and the four Aurors held their wands at the rear to prevent any sudden changes.

Another wizard wearing a colorful striped wizard robe took out a small box from his arms, dug out a black and mushy thing from it, and approached the Rocamon lizard carefully.

The Rocamon lizard raised its head to look at him, yelled a few times, and lowered its head to lick the lump.

The wizard untied the chain from the chair lightly, buckled it on his metal belt, and then picked up the lizard as if he was relieved.

She nodded to the Aurors and left first.

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

The four Aurors cast spells at the same time, Anton floated up from the chair, lowered his head, bent his legs, raised his hands high behind his back, and floated in mid-air.

In this way, he was carried away by the Aurors with the levitation spell.

ps: There are pictures.

The other four Aurors divided into two teams, two at the front and two at the back, protecting them in the middle, and walked towards the place where Fudge had just come.

"Haha~ I know this kid, I've seen his picture in the newspaper. Hey, Anthony Weasley, did Dumbledore really raise two Dark Lords himself? Is it the third?"

"Weasley, when did you propose your dream and gather followers, how do you see me?"

"Aww~Aww~~"

The prisoners in the iron cage murmured loudly, and a criminal who watched the excitement yelled in a wicked way, "Oh~ Weasley, our king!"

"Haha~ Weasley, our king!"

"Yeah~ Weasley, our king!"

It was very lively for a while.

The expressions of the Aurors were also very lively.

This is not a funny joke, they have decided to give these prisoners a hard lesson after returning from Azkaban.

Fudge watched with a smile, but there was no expression in his eyes.

The third devil?

Hehe, it doesn't matter, as long as there is no accident in his position, then it is not in the scope of his troubles.

"I must pay attention to the treatment of Dumbledore by the masters, and stay by his side. If there is any recent situation, you must tell me in time!" Fudge said to his subordinates with a serious face.

I'm really sorry, the update is so late, there are more things today. There will be another chapter later, if you can't wait, you can read it tomorrow. I should have nothing else to do tomorrow. If I can update more, I will try to code as much as possible.