Hogwarts: Start with A Divorce and Marry Hermione Backhanded

Chapter 116 The Order of Sir Merlin and the teachings of Mr. Foley

"The Ministry of Magic... It's a good place.

Of course, the premise is that you have to endure the chatter of the old guys. ”

Mr. Foley made a casual comment.

"Barty Crouch from the Ministry of Magic is my friend.

Maybe when you graduate, you can become his assistant.

But don't be glad you have to study too early. ”

Percy held back his excitement and took a deep breath:

"Of course, Uncle Foley.

I will study hard! I won't let down your cultivation!"

Of course, he has heard of Barty Crouch's great name.

He was an iron-blooded hawk during the time when the Dark Lord was raging.

Advocating a tough approach against Voldemort.

Arguably the most promising successor to the Minister of Magic.

It was only later that he found out that his son was a Death Eater.

Transferred from the Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement to the Director of the Department of International Magical Exchange and Cooperation.

However, he still has a high reputation in the Ministry of Magic.

Mr. Foley hurriedly waved his hand:

"It's all family.

Work hard!

You know that families are supposed to help each other, aren't they?"

Percy was startled, and then hurriedly replied:

"That's right! That's it! You're right.

A dinner was a great welcome.

After dinner, Braun said goodbye to the Weasleys and followed Mr. Foley to the study.

"How is school life?"

"Not bad, I learned a lot of new potions with Teacher Snape. At the same time, I made some friends. "5

"Well, remember that Potions is our Foley family's root05 book. Be sure to carry it forward.

"I will father!"

Mr. Foley nodded:

"Clean up these days. I'll take you to the Slug Club next week.

"Slug Club?"

Braun felt the name was a bit odd.

Well, the name is a bit strange, the name seems to be taken from the founder Slughorn's name, of course the name is not important.

But the slugs club is still useful.

You can meet a lot of interesting people there.

Ministry of Magic dignitaries, Quidditch star players, business people, writers, etc...

And this can also help you in the selection of Sir Merlin this September.

"Help? Isn't Sir Merlin's selection based on results?"

Braun frowned and wondered.

Who knew that Mr. Foley couldn't help but laugh:

"You are so naïve my son.

Maybe it used to be like this. However, this changed when Sir Merlin became a folk wizarding group recognized by the Ministry of Magic.

The current Sir Merlin Order is controlled by the Ministry of Magic. The medal is awarded not by whose achievements are high but by whose fame!

Oh! It's like that Lockhart!

A stupid person who doesn't understand anything, what do you think you relied on to get the medal last year? Accomplishment?

Of course not!

Otherwise those Aurors would be much better than that guy.

His success is what your father and I operate!35

"But, dad, why? Since you don't think of him so much, why should you help him?"

"For the money, of course.

Remember when you asked me to help you get Gilderoy Lockhart's signature?"

"Of course!

It's just that he gave the books to Ginny.

"That's when I paid attention to this person. Because I found that his book and his own are almost two people.

Sure enough, under my investigation, I discovered a secret..."

Mr. Foley looked at Braun with a 'you ask me' expression.

Braun asked a little helplessly but still knowingly:

"What secret?"

"That's Gilderoy. Lockhart is a straw bag, and he steals those experiences from others.

And he himself shamelessly stole their memories with the Oblivion Curse.

You think about it, a handsome-looking ... Of course the wizard who is a little worse than me.

How can a wizard who still possesses powerful magic and many thrilling adventures not be liked by others?

Moreover, his writing is indeed good, isn't it?

If I hadn't kept an eye on it, I wouldn't have discovered this secret.

So I approached him, and after 'friendly' discussions with him, I got a share of his books.

After speaking, Mr. Foley's expression was obviously a little proud, obviously he was very satisfied with this steady business.

"So, son.

While it is important to be strong in today's wizarding world, the importance of connections and money cannot be ignored. ”

"I see.

Mr. Foley saw Braun's serious expression, indicating that he really listened to his words, and he was very satisfied at the moment:

"That's good. It's not early to rest early!"

Leave the study.

Braun returned to the bedroom and lay down to rest.

One night without words.

The next morning, Braun walked down the stairs dressed.

"Don't you take a break during the holidays?"

Mr. Foley is sitting at the dining table reading the newspaper.

I couldn't help but ask after seeing Braun come down.

"No, I think laziness will wear down my will.

"Oh? That's a level!"

Mr. Foley was pleased with his son's words.

Pointing to the newspaper, he said:

"Dad told you a way to get rich.

"Minister of Magic election quiz?

"That's right, it's organized by the Ministry of Magic and many other pure-blood families. You can also make a small investment then. ”

"Yes?"

Braun scanned the candidate's photo, his gaze finally resting on the body of a somewhat short fat man.

If he remembered correctly, the big fat man would later become Minister of Magic.

But at this time, his vote percentage was not high, and he even ranked at the bottom.

Maybe he failed... After all, with their own variable, who knows how it will develop in the future?

"You can choose this person then..."

Mr. Foley clicked Fudge's picture with his hand.

"Cornelius Fudge? But isn't he counting backwards?"

Of course, but you have to know that sometimes the dazzling is not necessarily the star but also the target.

"Dad, are you saying that these people are all eye-catching?

Braun pointed to a few people at the front of the line.

"Of course, they are also very accomplished.

But it is not easy to control, and the Ministry of Magic does not need a person out of the control of pure-blood families. That's not in our interest ...

Moreover, the higher the vote, the lower the odds, aren't they?

So how can we make money?"

Braun looked at Fudge's pitiful vote share and the one-to-three odds.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

Sure enough, neither Muggles nor wizards are fools who can wield a certain amount of power.

Those who are pitted are always the people at the bottom.

"Dad, you won't too..."

'Of course we didn't vote...'

Mr. Foley said with a smile.

Then he added:

"We're sitting on the house!

"Oh... I knew..."

Braun covered his head speechlessly.

Sure enough, he is the life of the villain.

No wonder pure-blood families are always opposed by many wizards in the wizarding world.

After all, they really have too much money and benefits.

If you don't knock them out, how will ordinary wizards live?

But......

Why does Braun always find it cool to be able to walk through the back door?

After eating, Braun followed Mr. Foley's instructions,

Cut out the bet column and attach twenty galleons for the owl to take back.

As for whether this kind of thing would seem immoral...

Why can't you use 903 for the shady scene you know by your ability?

Happy walked to his lab.

After telling Dom not to let others disturb him.

Braun retrieved the remnants of Voldemort's soul.

Because of the intact seal.

The remnants of Voldemort were not damaged in the slightest.

At the moment, it is wriggling in the seal like a living thing.

It seems to want to fix itself.

"Some are like flesh and blood creatures and some are like ghosts without physical objects.

Try to see if you can control it. 99

Draw a ritual array with the blood of the dragon in the laboratory.

Then he put the remnants of Voldemort on it.

"Roar!"

The remnant soul let out a roar after Braun lifted the seal and wanted to rush over.

However, he was restrained by the sudden light beam of the ritual and could not move.

But even so, Braun could feel the remnant soul's resentment towards him.

The black demon mark on his arm began to get hot and faintly wanted to break through the seal.

"Humph! You are not my opponent!

What's more, you are still just a remnant soul now!

"Soul separation!

"Roar!55

"Soul separation!

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A few spells went down, making the remnant soul become dying, completely without the appearance of roaring just now, looking honest.

Seeing that the remnant soul had finally calmed down, Braun was satisfied.

After stepping forward and making sure that the remnant soul was indeed defenseless.

Only then did he take out his wand and use a cutting spell on his wrist.

Blood instantly trickled down Braun's wrist.

It fell on the body of the remnant soul, causing it to let out bursts of painful groans.

At the same time, there is a little excitement.

"It's a pity that this magic requires a lot of blood."

For a long time, Braun drank a bottle of medicine with a pale face and treated the wound again.

Looking at the remnant soul in front of him covered in blood, he muttered: .