Harry Potter and the Secret Treasure

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Fudge himself stood a few paces away, talking quietly to a tall man.

The man had glossy blond hair and a sharp, pale face.

Hearing their footsteps, the tall man turned his face.

He also stopped suddenly before he finished speaking, squinting his cold gray eyes, staring at the faces of Ivan and Harry.

"Yes, yes, Patronus Potter and Hopeful Mason!" said Lucius Malfoy coldly, with ironic emphasis.

Harry suddenly felt breathless, as if he had stepped into something solidified.

He looked at each other angrily, couldn't believe that Lucius Malfoy dared to look at him in the face, couldn't believe that Malfoy was here, in the majestic Ministry of Magic, and Cornelius Fudge was following He spoke with the kindness of a best friend.

You know, they had told Fudge themselves that Malfoy was a Death Eater a few weeks ago.

Beside Harry, Ivan also frowned at Malfoy. The last time he saw these two cold gray eyes, they were hidden behind the two slits of the Death Eater's hood. Renewed allegiance to his old master in the cemetery.

Lucius Malfoy is a very cunning person. His character and the status and wealth of the Malfoy family are absolutely absolute. He will not be completely loyal to anyone, and he will not really give Voldemort's interests away like those lunatics. In the first place, he always has his own agenda.

In other words, he was a contender in Voldemort's camp.

In Aiwen's view, he can actually cooperate with Malfoy, and there is no fundamental difference between the two parties.

Of course, you have to be extra careful when dealing with Malfoy, he is far more troublesome than Rita Skeeter.

At least in Aiwen's current hands, there is nothing that can impress the other party.

But after he figured out Voldemort's attitude towards the Malfoy family when he returned again, Ivan believed that he still had a chance. Voldemort would definitely not easily bypass Malfoy who destroyed one of his Horcruxes.

He will keep this matter firmly in his heart, and then let their family die little by little...

When Malfoy understood all this, it was the moment when he was betrayed by Voldemort without hesitation.

"The Minister just told me how you got away with it, Potter!" said Mr. Malfoy flatly, his gray eyes fixed on Harry. It came out of the hole, really, really, like a snake."

Mr. Weasley held Harry tightly by the shoulders, warning him not to act rashly.

"Yeah," said Harry, taking a deep breath, "Yeah, I'm pretty good at getting away."

Immediately, Lucius Malfoy raised his gaze and turned to Ivan.

"Look at your mates, Potter, if I were you I wouldn't let a Mudblood stand next to me," he said slowly.

"If I were you, Mr. Malfoy, I wouldn't stand here leisurely." Ivan said, with a smile on his lips.

He decided to remind the other party, and by the way, to stimulate him a little, it would be even better if he could speed up Malfoy's defection.

Speaking of it, this is a good opportunity, otherwise he really would have no way to get in touch with the other party.

It was only fitting that a few words could add some deadly trouble to Voldemort and Lucius.

"After you lost and damaged your master's important things, based on what you know about him, do you think he will easily let you go?" Ivan said.

"What do you mean?" Lucius narrowed his eyes, "I don't understand what you're talking about."

"You will understand that Draco and I are classmates. Although there are some conflicts, we get along quite happily on the whole. Naturally, I don't want to watch him go to destruction step by step." Aiwen said, looking back at each other, happily Watching each other's gradually changing expression.

Chapter 896 Good Advice

"Scaremongering!" Lucius moved closer to Ivan, his lips moved slightly.

A trace of panic flashed uncontrollably on his face, and it disappeared in an instant before returning to his previous indifference.

"Really? Do you think so?" Ivan said calmly, everything is under his control, "I am just a piece of good advice, Mr. Malfoy, time will test all of this, but when the time comes I'm afraid it will be too late..."

This time, Lucius stopped talking, his gray eyes fixed on Ivan.

He still doesn't understand the deeper meaning of Ivan's words, why is this kid so sure that Voldemort will attack Draco?

But one thing, he had to admit, because of the diary, he really offended Voldemort.

He still remembered that it was a night 18 years ago when Voldemort suddenly came to his family mansion alone, met him in secret, handed the ordinary-looking diary to him for safekeeping, and told him that it was a black book. The devil has the highest trust in him.

The Dark Lord's highest trust, Lucius used to be ecstatic about it, this is exactly what he dreamed of.

With this trust, he can bring the power of the family to the top and restore the glory of the Malfoy family.

But soon, this trust became worthless following Voldemort's failure to escape, and the diary became a hot potato. Lucius didn't know what it was, but if someone from the Ministry of Magic found out...

He had dealt with a lot of things related to Voldemort at the time, so he hesitated and kept this diary.

Over the next 13 years, Lucius came to believe that Voldemort would never come back!

And the research on that diary also made him feel scared. He had some guesses about it, but he didn't dare to tell the result, and he didn't even dare to think about the evil words. That diary brought him infinite fear.

Finally, he decided to transfer the diary and pass the trouble on to Dumbledore.

Lucius devised a conspiracy for this purpose, which can not only get rid of this trouble as he wished, but also drive Dumbledore away from Hogwarts, clean up the mudbloods in the school, and frame everything to the annoying Wes Lay family.

Four birds with one stone, but things did not develop in the direction he expected in advance.

It wasn't until Voldemort came back from the resurrection that he realized that he had made a huge mistake...

He should have kept that diary forever, it was Voldemort's trust in him.

Now, he threw it away with his own hands.

Aiwen was right. Based on his knowledge of the Dark Lord, Voldemort would not easily bypass him.

There was still a little bit of luck in his heart, and Voldemort might see it for the sake of his loyalty...

But is it really going to be like this?Will Voldemort really forgive his mother?

Lucius was very uncertain and suddenly didn't want to stay here.

He decided to go back and find out what the diary was, and restore it before the Dark Lord asked.

Restoring that diary no matter the cost...

"If you want to ask for help, you know what to do!" Ivan said softly.

"Hmph!" Lucius snorted coldly.

He understood what Ai Wen meant, this kid is really bold, he is not so stupid to actually try to persuade him to defect.

If Aiwen knew that he planned to repair a Horcrux, he would definitely tell him that you are actually stupid.

"Baffling, I have no idea what you're talking about." Lucius' voice returned to normal.

"Malfoy, stay away from Ivan!" Mr. Weasley frowned and stopped between the two.

"Ah, Arthur Weasley, what are you doing here?" Lucius returned to his previous oily tone.

That contemptuous expression, as if he had just noticed that Mr. Weasley was here.

"I work here," said Mr. Weasley gruffly.

"Surely not here?" Malfoy raised his eyebrows and glanced at the door behind Mr. Weasley. Steal melon items and put a spell on them?"

"No," said Mr. Weasley roughly, clenching his hands into fists.

"What are you doing here?" Harry asked Lucius Malfoy.

"I don't think there are some private matters between myself and the Minister that need your attention, Potter," Malfoy said, wiping the front of his robes.

A faint tinkling was distinctly heard, as if his pockets were full of gold.

"Honestly, you can't expect the rest of us to pamper you just because you're Dumbledore's favorite, can you?! Well, Minister, let's go to your office now." He said , and took another deep look at Ivan.

"Of course!" Fudge said, turning his back to Ivan, Harry and Mr. Weasley, "This way, Lucius."

They strode away, talking in low voices.

Mr. Weasley waited until they had disappeared into the elevator before heaving a sigh of relief.

"Ivan, what did you tell him just now?" Mr. Weasley asked, turning to look at them.

"It's nothing, it's just adding some trouble to him and his master, it may not work."

Having said that, Malfoy's betrayal was only a matter of time.

Giving Lucius a little hope would help dismantle Voldemort and the Death Eaters.

"I don't know what you're trying to do, but better be careful..."

"I really understand, if they want to talk about things together, why doesn't Malfoy wait outside Fudge's office?" Harry glanced at Ivan and asked angrily, "What is he doing down here?"

"The way I see it, he's trying to sneak into the courtroom," said Mr. Weasley, looking very distraught, turning his head to see if anyone was listening. In addition, there is also the result of Ivan's inquiry, I will leave a text message for Dumbledore when I send you back, he should know what Malfoy is talking about with Fudge again."

"What's the matter between them?"

"Gold, I suppose," said Mr Weasley angrily. "Over the years, Malfoy has been generous to all kinds of people, so that he can gain friendship with powerful people and then be able to demand special Take care, let those laws that he didn't want to pass be delayed. Oh, Lucius Malfoy with a lot of wealth, he is so powerful and powerful, even if You-Know-Who collapses, it doesn't affect him much. "

The elevator came, and there was no one in it, just a bunch of notes flying around Mr. Weasley's head.

He pressed the button to the lobby, the elevator doors clanged shut, and he waved away the note impatiently.

"By the way!" Harry seemed to have thought of something, and said slowly, "If Foggy associates with Death Eaters like Malfoy, how do we know that they didn't cast the Imperius Curse on him? His current behavior is really good. picture……"

Chapter 897 Battle Dance

If Fudge had been under the Imperius Curse, he might have acted smarter instead of being so stupid.

His performance in the trial today is enough to prove that he has not been hit by the Imperius Curse, otherwise it must be a giant who controls him behind him.

But thanks to him, the trial that the Ministry of Magic had been preparing for so long had become a joke.

"Don't think we haven't thought of this, Harry." Mr. Weasley whispered, in a voice that Ivan and Harry could hear, "but Dumbledore thinks that Fudge is currently doing what he wants, using There's not much comfort in what he said, and it's best we don't talk about it now."

The elevator door slid open, and the main hall was almost empty now, and Ivan saw Rita being stopped outside by Eric, the wizard on duty.

"I'm going to have a few words with her." Ivan said, "The report on the trial..."

"Well!" said Mr. Weasley, casting a glance at Rita Skeeter, still distraught by the meeting between Lucius and Fudge, "it's really not a good time to visit the Ministry, Harry, You and Aiwen will wait for me in the hall first, and I will go up and call them a few."

Ivan and Harry left the elevator and walked towards the golden fountain.

"No, ma'am, the minister won't let you in," Eric said, holding Rita out of the hall.

"People have a right to know the facts, Fudge..." Rita kept cursing, her clothes looking a little disheveled.

Aiwen hurried over, pulled her to a corner, and whispered about today's trial in detail.

It's mostly about Fudge's performance, and their commitment to investigate the Dementor incident.

Harry didn't follow. To be honest, he admired Ivan and Hermione for being able to deal with Rita Skeeter.

In the last semester, he had experienced how powerful this woman was.

Harry stopped by the golden fountain, took the purse out of his pocket, looked at the statue on it once more, and was happier than ever before, then turned the purse upside down, and instead of counting ten Galleons, he The money in it was poured into the pool.

After more than ten minutes, Rita Skeeter, who learned the detailed process from Ivan, apparated and left in satisfaction, ready to go back and revise her report. Mr. Weasley took Hermione, Ron, Ginny, Fred, George and the other five walked down.

"I told you two not to run around, luckily you didn't get into trouble..." said Mr. Weasley.

"We went to Percy's office just now!" Fred said with a smile, walking to Ivan's side.

"It's just outside the minister's office. It's a rather large hall with luxurious furnishings. His desk is placed there, and it's full of documents written by Percy." Fred followed up and told Ivan Blinked hard.

Seeing the expressions of the two of them, Ai Wen replied that they must have left some prank products near Percy's desk.

"What is it?" Ivan asked directly.

"Our new product, the Portable Swamp!" said Fred, lowering his voice.

"We're all camouflaged, under the chair, and he'll be surprised when he finds out," George went on.

There, Harry recounted the results of the trial to Ron, Hermione, and Ginny.

"Congratulations, Harry!" said Ginny, looking flushed at Harry.

"I knew it all along!" Ron punched the air, "You can always get away with it!"

"They're going to acquit you, it's pretty obvious, I've analyzed it in the paper." Hermione looked so nervous that she was about to faint, she was covering her eyes with a trembling hand, " There is no reason to convict you, not at all."

"Yeah, although you all knew that I will be fine, everyone seems to be relieved." Harry said with a smile, "The inquiry about Ivan is also over, and Fudge has completely failed..."

They walked in the empty golden hall, everyone had smiles on their faces.

In order to celebrate Ivan and Harry's appeal and their successful revenge on Percy, Fred and George began to dance a kind of war dance.

Soon, Ginny joined in, and Hermione danced a few times, but couldn't keep up with the rhythm.

"They're all right, they're all right, they're all right!" the three sang over and over again.