Hogwarts: What are the four great masters doing?

"I know them – I know what happened last year, and the Dark Lord obviously didn't succeed last year... He wasn't in the best of shape."

"And now, something's wrong with the Dokhorov family again."

"He needs us, Narcissa... He needs us!"

Lucius obviously had a clear grasp of the current situation.

"He may be unhappy with us because of what happened in the past and last year. He may send someone to monitor our actions, but as long as we don't act rashly, Draco will be safe."

After hearing her husband's words, Narcissa seemed to gradually regain her composure.

"Then what should we do? Should we just let Draco go? As long as we don't betray the Dark Lord, perhaps he can be safe..."

She said tremblingly.

After hearing this, Lucius was also stunned.

His mind recalled the war more than ten years ago and the Dark Lord.

He grovels at the other's feet and feigns loyalty.

Death hung over his head like a knife - if he took one wrong step, the result would be death.

He was terrified, but he could only endure it.

Because as Barty Crouch Jr. had judged, Lucius Malfoy was a weakling.

He has many disgusting qualities.

For example, vanity, arrogance, support for blood purity, cowardice, and shirking of responsibility - he is not a good person in any aspect.

So he would fear and succumb to the Dark Lord's powerful strength and violent style of behavior.

But there is only one thing.

The person who is in danger, crawling under the opponent's feet, and may be crushed to death at any time...

"It can't be Draco!"

"Absolutely not!"

Lucius whispered, his eyes sharp as if he had made some kind of decision.

And this is indeed the case.

Barty Crouch Jr. was a remarkable man—perhaps he could quite easily grasp a man's nature.

But he obviously overlooked one point.

When children are threatened, the power that erupts from their parents' hearts...is always beyond the norm.

What's even more ridiculous is...

Barty Crouch Jr. was once a beneficiary of this power.

And at the same time.

Ministry of Magic, tenth floor underground.

This is the courtroom and also contains the cells where criminals from the Ministry of Magic are temporarily housed before being sent to Azkaban.

Anos Dokhorov lay exhausted in a dark corner of the cell.

"no no..."

He looked pale as he looked at his hairy arms.

"I want to see Minister Fudge, I want to see Avery, I want to see Carrow... I'm innocent, Elias... That damned Mudblood framed me!"

He roared, as if this could give him great courage and prevent the remaining hope from being extinguished.

Then...

"Shut up!"

The prison guards could no longer tolerate this.

"I'm tired of your chatter. Doesn't being a werewolf make you any less tired? I've been clamoring for two days now!"

The wizard was clearly in a bad mood.

Of course, in reality - no wizard who has guarded cells in the Ministry of Magic has ever had a good temper.

After all, anyone would feel bored staying in this dark and haunted place every day, where even the elevator of the Ministry of Magic cannot reach directly here.

"Your trial ended a day ago - Minister Fudge personally signed the order for your detention, and you will be sent to Azkaban tonight."

"Your family will come to see you for the last time tomorrow, so you'd better shut up... and think about what you're going to give them!"

"I! Am! Not! A Werewolf!"

But when faced with the instructions of the guarding wizard, Dokhorov obviously only heard the first sentence.

He spoke angrily, his teeth chattering.

"I am Dohorov! The great pure-blood wizard..."

"Oh... idiot!"

The guarding wizard rolled his eyes at him after hearing this.

After leaving a curse, he turned and left.

"What did you say!? You lowly..."

Dokhorov roared.

But the warden wizard walked out of the cell and ignored him.

It was obvious that the head of a pure-blood family who could never escape punishment was less despicable than an Omani rabbit grass.

So, Dokhorov gasped in the cell.

And after a long, unanswered silence.

He seemed to finally understand his situation.

This made his expression gradually desperate.

But it is at this moment...

"Oh, I'm so glad you got rid of him—it saved me a lot of trouble."

A vulgar voice came.

Then, Anos Dokhorov saw a rat appear in front of his cell.

The mouse turned around and turned into the appearance of Peter Pettigrew.

He grinned at Anos Dohorov in front of him and said, "Nice to see you again, Anos."

"Peter Petillo... Mr. Petillo!"

Anos was stunned when he saw Peter.

Then, a light burst out in his eyes - it was the look of a drowning person seeing a life-saving straw!

"I knew it! I knew it!"

"The great Dark Lord will not abandon his loyal servants!"

He whispered, his voice trembling with excitement.

"Oh, don't get me wrong, Anos."

But the next moment, Peter's words made him stunned.

"The Dark Lord has no intention of saving you - quite the contrary. I was about to tell you... the Dohorov family has been removed from their leadership of the next school year's program. The Malfoy family will take over."

Peter Pettigrew smiled, and his yellow teeth looked extremely strange.

"That sounds a bit cold, doesn't it?"

"A loyal servant is transformed into a hideous, lowly werewolf by his enemies, and his master immediately abandons him... How sad."

His words made Anos' eyes widen.

"No, it's impossible!"

"I... I am so loyal to the Dark Lord. He trusts me and has entrusted me with important tasks. He will not..."

He obviously didn't want to believe it, but was interrupted by Peter's sneer halfway through.

"Loyalty? Entrusted with important tasks?"

Peter scoffed.

"Come on, Anos...we all know the situation, don't we?"

"Your brother Antonin Dohorov may be considered loyal to the Dark Lord, but you?"

"The fact that you were chosen by the Dark Lord to represent the pure-blood family was due to the efforts of my master and me - you know this..."

So, Anos fell silent.

Because he knew very well that what Peter Pettigrew said was obviously the truth.

A few months ago, when the Dark Lord reappeared in the sight of the pure-blood families.

Peter came to him.

He negotiated a cooperation with Anos - he and his mysterious 'master' could recommend him to the Dark Lord and make him the Dark Lord's spokesperson.

The Dohorov family will become the leader among many pure-blood families.

As a price, he needed to do something for them secretly - this thing could not be discovered by other pure-blood families, and it would be best if the Dark Lord could not even discover it.

"I've already helped you, Wormtail."

"I helped you locate the case file... You destroyed him, and I also managed to keep the other pureblood families from becoming suspicious."

He said in a deep voice.

"Right, so that deal is off."

Peter Pettigrew nodded.

"Now, I want to talk to you about the second transaction."