From Azkaban to Hogwarts.

"Master, please allow me to serve you better."

"Keeping Iphamoni under control is our most important task at present."

The crimson in his eyes lessened somewhat. "I trust you, Bella. Your loyalty is evident."

"I beg you, master..."

Bella, who was following behind him, looked reluctant. "I hope you will let me handle things in Canada. I will do a good job, Master. I will never let this kind of mistake happen again."

"A slip-up?"

Voldemort looked at Bellatrix and almost used Legilimency.

"Canada?"

Bella knelt down on the ground, her face pale—she knew that what she had brought up would displease the Dark Lord.

"The failure of your great plan has nothing to do with the plan itself, but rather that those people were simply not strong enough. Believe me, Master, if you let me go, I can take the life of the Minister of Magic of Canada within a month."

"Give me the relevant information..."

Voldemort's expression remained unchanged. He took the intelligence from Bella and spent a few minutes reading it. His face darkened, and his eyes turned a bloodthirsty red.

'Who did it secretly? Did the purgers slip out of control?'

He knew that the Purgers hadn't accomplished their goal completely, and some were resentful, feeling their contributions should be greater. Moreover, they enjoyed causing destruction, and the construction they'd undertaken during this period had indeed been—more importantly, in his previous plan, those Iphamoni graduates would become the backbone and pillars of the new Death Eaters, while the Purgers should be gradually phased out…

'What exactly happened? Did they try to do something big and failed, or what?'

'They deserve to be killed… Who did it? Can we still keep it a secret? How is Bertha doing?'

Countless thoughts raced through his mind…

Chapter 594 The Second Basin of Dirty Water

"I slept until dusk... Well, it'll be almost noon when I get back to school... Time difference..."

When Lupin woke up in his room, it was already getting dark.

He got out of bed, glanced at the simple decorations in his room, and couldn't help but sigh—because of the need to make a living, resting during the daytime was a luxury he couldn't have imagined.

'Looks like I've gained a little weight...'

He looked at himself in the mirror and sighed. Perhaps the food at Hogwarts was too good, causing him to lose control of his weight.

Dozens of letters were already piled up on the table. He walked quickly to the table without even changing his clothes and began to examine the covers of the letters. Among the letters were two poorly disguised ones containing all sorts of random things. He quickly picked through them and then happily disposed of the other letters with his wand.

That's perfectly normal. Ever since the revelation that he's a werewolf, there have been opponents sending him all sorts of random things.

At first, he took those letters very seriously, but after being persuaded by Professor William once, he learned to simply discard them. Moreover, these letters are appearing less and less frequently now—because, as Professor William said, once students' grades improve, the number of dissenters naturally dwindles.

'Time to process the rest of the mail.'

He flipped through the remaining letters, most of them thank-you notes from families who had received help under the previous program. However, there were two letters that were clearly written in the voice of children, which brought a smile to his face.

"Punch punch..."

A soft knocking came from the window. Lupin, who was bent over replying to a letter, glanced out the window, let the owl in, paid for it, and took down the special edition—he wanted to see how the Daily Prophet viewed the operation that had just taken place.

The Black Mark Returns!

The Canadian Minister of Magic has been attacked!

Minister for Magic Fudge's Important Speech!

...

The exaggerated headlines made Lu Ping want to laugh—they were all quite realistic, but he still felt a bit bewildered.

So he simply stood up, and after making sure his clothes were neat, he couldn't wait to rush to the main office, ready to share this rather comical incident with the other two who had taken action.

However, when he arrived at the office, only Professor William was there, writing furiously to prepare exam papers, and Moody had not yet arrived.

“Look at the newspaper, Professor William, things are in complete chaos.”

He handed the newspaper to William, his face showing a hint of amazement at how things had turned out this way.

...

"After all, Fudge knows a bit about this in China, so it's normal for the reaction to be so strong."

William glanced at the headline and grinned – it was truly gratifying that they had managed to smear the Dark Lord's lack of professional talent.

The original Death Eaters certainly had people capable of handling this situation. Leaving aside others, there was Lucius Malfoy. If he had gone to the Magical Congress of the United States with the Dark Lord, things would probably have become much more difficult to manage.

Taking it a step further, if the Dark Lord had been willing to let go of that old fox Karkaroff, the situation would be entirely different now.

Unfortunately, there are no buts. The original Death Eaters were mostly wiped out; those skilled in handling miscellaneous tasks either betrayed the Dark Lord or were killed in Azkaban. As for the new batch—called the Purifiers—they were good at fighting, but their actual ability to handle affairs was just so-so…

"Take a look at this first, Professor Lupin. I'm still waiting for newspapers from other countries to arrive..."

William grinned and handed Lupin a document he had just written. "I'm eager to know how the U.S. Ministry of Magic will clarify these statements."

Clarification is useless; he dared to fabricate this lie because he had something to back it up—the other party couldn't withstand an investigation.

The Dark Lord hasn't even brought the entire U.S. Ministry of Magic under his control yet, and this chaotic situation makes it impossible to keep many secrets.

If previous investigations by other countries were chaotic and disorganized, like headless flies, now they have a stable subject to investigate.

When you have the answer key to solve a problem, or even the correct answer, it would be strange if you couldn't find a solution.

The second bucket of dirty water is ready; if the other party really can't handle it, then he won't be polite.

As for the third critical issue, he is still thinking about it and has already made some progress, but he is still missing a few details.

While William was pondering this, Lupin, having finished reading what William had written, stared wide-eyed.

"We heard something this terrifying yesterday?"

He glanced at the object in his hand, wondering if his memory had become confused after sleeping all night.

【…

A former Auror of the U.S. Ministry of Magic, after learning that he might be working for Mystic, began to secretly investigate out of his conscience. After some time, he finally discovered a shocking truth.

The mysterious figure and his Death Eaters and Purifiers are conducting horrific experiments, using wizards as subjects!

To prove their ridiculous idea of ​​pure-blood supremacy, they took advantage of the previous chaos in the American wizarding world to kidnap a large number of half-blood wizards confirmed to have so-called 'wizard blood' and pure-blood wizards from fallen families, and extracted their blood and other tissues believed to contain magic for secret experiments.

They attempted to artificially extract this 'wizard bloodline' to enhance their pure-blood power and rebuild their terrifying Death Eater organization more quickly.

The project was personally spearheaded by the Dark Lord, with Bellatrix Lestrange, the archduke wizard who had previously escaped from Azkaban, serving as the principal researcher. The laboratory was reportedly established within Iphamoni, turning what was meant to be a school for education into a cover for their bloody research…

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The intelligence analysis was so detailed and convincing that Lupin was somewhat frightened when he looked at the report.

"Are they really doing this kind of thing?"

"No, I made it up..."

William spread his hands, completely at ease.

If too much fake news is spread, people will become suspicious, so he plans to use a limited number of smear campaigns to cause the greatest damage.

Attracting purebloods? Fine—nowadays, your lesser-known purebloods are being captured for experiments, used as fuel for other factions. Do you dare go?

Since you all say that there's something noble about your purebloods, isn't it normal for the Dark Lord to make purebloods even more noble?

Bella hasn't shown her face yet, confirming she's escaped. So she's the one in charge. If you're so capable, make her come out and deny it!

He's targeting his core supporters; he's killing them by undermining their morale!

Chapter 595 That's the Dark Lord!

"I was already unhappy there, and the Ministry of Magic keeps imposing all sorts of restrictions, so why don't we..."

Today, a lively banquet was being held at the manor of a pure-blooded nobleman in Canada. As the banquet was getting lively, several wizards who were quite familiar with each other began to chat over wine glasses.

As well-known wizards in Canada, they know better than wizards elsewhere what exactly happened last night.

Dark Marks were lit up everywhere. When the Minister of Magic personally rushed to the scene, he was ambushed by Death Eaters. If he hadn't brought too many people, which forced the Death Eaters to return empty-handed, the magical world in Canada would be in complete chaos by now.

"Should we join them now? Won't we become the target of everyone's criticism?"

Another pureblood raised his glass, showing no sign of alarm at the absurdity of the suggestion.

The Ministry of Magic prefers to use its own people. They like purebloods because they have wealth passed down through generations. As for those titles—sorry, those vulgar guys in the Ministry of Magic don't like things that can't be converted into Galleons.

While they could still find ways to do business by following the Ministry of Magic, if they were to follow that Dark Lord, they might actually become the Ministry of Magic themselves…

"The risk is still quite high... but we could try going to Iphamoni; perhaps they need more detailed information..."

Just as the group was pontificating about their views on the future of the magical world, a house-elf suddenly came over and humbly lowered his head.

"Owner…"

She called softly, but this already displeased her master—a proper house-elf should conceal its existence well and should never appear except to serve, especially not at a banquet.

"Please forgive me, Master..." the little elf's shrill voice rang out, "You instructed me that once I obtained any relevant information from over there, I must inform you immediately..."

“We’re all family here, so let’s get straight to the point, Shamuya.”

"Yes Master."

She bowed, then spoke in her distinctive voice, “Master, the British Daily Prophet has published their latest news, detailing the discovery of a defector Auror—it’s brand new intelligence.”

"The British must be frantic," the wizard said, holding a wine glass with a smug look on his face. "They wiped out a large number of Death Eaters, but the Dark Lord has made a strong comeback and even seized a vast magical world."

This was indeed funny, and for a moment the corner was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

“Bring the newspaper over, Samuya. Maybe we can help out in some small way.”

...

The newspapers that were brought were quickly circulated among the wizards, and the smiles on their faces vanished instantly.

According to British newspapers, the Dark Lord is carrying out a bloodline purification plan to make purebloods even purer…

It sounds good—but who exactly is the pureblood is really hard to say…

As a country without even a decent wizarding bloodline, they naturally recognize each other as pure-blood nobles in the Canadian magical community, but what about when they leave here?

Are British and American bloodlines more pure?