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The Malfoy Manor, which was originally beautiful and green with grass, has now been burned to a white ground by fire.

There was a lot of smoke and dust in the air, and the choking burnt smell penetrated into the nose, straight to the forehead.

Ashes several centimeters thick buried the dark earth.

The whole world seems to be only black and white.

The apocalypse-like scene made even the Aurors who had gone through countless cruel cases could not bear to look directly.

The Malfoy family is now over, and the accumulation of many years of heritage has been lost in one day.

There is only one cast iron gate seriously deformed due to high temperature, and it still tells the glorious past of the family.

Cornelius Fudge took a long sigh, and tears could not help falling from the corners of his eyes: "Don't be stunned, get moving, and see if you can find any valuable clues around."

Several Aurors listened, shook their heads, and began to search in the ruins.

"It's too miserable, isn't it?" Minister Fudge suddenly turned his head to look at the mage beside him, and there was a hint of sharpness in the amiable eyes of the past.

"Indeed." Lu Wu sternly tried not to laugh.

The minister said meaningfully: "Just yesterday, you just beat Lucius."

"I didn't expect it to be like this today."

Lu Wu heard something in his words and said, "Why, you suspect that I did it?"

"I didn't go anywhere today except Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic."

"The person you sent to pick me up can prove that what I said is true."

"Besides, Lucius and I are just a little conflicted. There's no need to do such cruel things."

Perhaps it was the mage's assertive tone that temporarily dispelled Fudge's doubts about him.

In short, the Minister of Magic's eyes became kinder again: "How could I doubt you, Mr. Ryze, I just sighed with emotion."

Then, he turned to look at the busy Aurors in the ruins, and continued:

"It's just pity for Lucius' teenage son."

"Those offshoots of the Malfoy family had to eat him alive for the rest of the property."

"Although Draco is usually a little spoiled, he's not a bad boy."

"What if they don't die." Lu Wu also looked at the ruins with his hands behind his back, but he was looking at something else.

"Perhaps," Fudge said, but there was no hope in his heart.

The two did not speak, but silently watched the Aurors busy.

After about half an hour, the ruins were finally roughly cleared out, and the Aurors seemed to have found it.

"Minister, and that gentleman, come here!"

After hearing the shouting, Fudge ran over in a hurry, and Lu Wu followed him to check.

Because he knew what was under the ruins.

"What did you find?" the minister who joined the Auror asked eagerly.

The Auror who had just called out quickly explained, "Under the ruins, we found a hidden cellar."

"There was a house-elf inside that was alive but passed out from the smoke."

"Also, the Malfoys are in there, but..."

"But what!" The minister's tone involuntarily became heavier.

The Auror looked embarrassed: "However, he is already dead."

"Hey, take me to see it." The minister didn't even remember, this was the first time he sighed since he came.

Afterwards, everyone walked into the cellar with a heavy heart.

The cellar is very deep and tortuous. It should be a passage dug out by the ancestors of the Malfoy family to escape.

Every few hundred steps, there is a stone gate as a block, which is probably the reason why the house elves can survive.

However, even the original gray walls of the cellar are now dark, which is enough to prove how big the fire was at that time.

The Auror walked with the Minister and others for a few minutes, and finally stopped in front of a low door.

The rusty iron door had been opened at this time. Looking around, in the dimly lit room, the bodies of the Malfoys were standing side by side.

The minister first stooped into the room, took off his hat, and bowed to the dead.

The rest of the Aurors filed in and bowed.

As for Lu Wu, he didn't have a hat, so he just stood there upright.

Putting his hat back on, Minister Fudge turned to look at the lone survivor huddled in the corner.

"Wake it up and ask what's going on."

"Yes." The Auror, who received the order, waved his wand, summoned a water polo and threw it on the elf's head.

The elf woke up instantly and began to shout loudly: "Help, help, who can save the master!"

Then he started beating himself constantly: "Bad Dobi, bad Dobi, failed to protect a good master."

Looking at the dancing elf, Minister Fudge said helplessly: "Find a way to make it stop."

The Auror was also helpless: "No, Mr. Minister, it seems to have gone crazy."

As he said that, he circled his fingers around his temples.

"Then get ready for Legilimency." Fudge said indifferently, looking at Dobby's eyes as if he was looking at a piece of goods.

The rest of the Aurors didn't think it was wrong either. In the wizarding world, house-elves had no human rights.

So, several wizards worked together to control Dobby, who was running around on the ground, and then an Auror who was proficient in Legilimency probed the memory in his brain.

But as time passed, the Auror's face became paler and paler, and the sweat from his body almost soaked his clothes.

Immediately after shouting, he fell backwards, and rolled and crawled to hide in the corner of the room.

The rest of the Aurors were also frightened by his terrified look, and immediately let Dobby go.

The unidentified Buddhist minister quickly asked, "What's going on? What did you see!"

I saw that Auror, huddled in the corner, and said tremblingly, "Then... that person, that mysterious person, he's back!"

The word "mysterious man" seems to be engraved into the deep nightmare of every wizard.

Everyone present instantly understood what he meant, the second-generation Dark Lord, Voldemort is back!

Fudge was a minister anyway, obviously much calmer than the others, or rather, he didn't believe that person would be resurrected at all.

"Are you sure you can see clearly, is it really that person?"

The timid Auror nodded first, UU reading www. uukanshu.com shook his head desperately again: "I... I'm not sure, but it's very similar."

"Also, Mr. Lucius and Ms. Narcissa should have died from the Death Curse."

The life-threatening spell, also known as the Avada Suomin, is Voldemort's signature spell. In the two wizarding wars, more than a few wizards died under this spell.

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but feel a deep panic in their hearts.

But Fudge was still full of doubts: "Are you really sure it's the You-Know-Who, not his Death Eaters?"

"I said I'm not sure!" The Auror suddenly covered his head like crazy and shouted, "Don't ask any more!"

Such a frenzied appearance aggravated the fear in the hearts of the other Aurors, causing them to raise their wands and look around vigilantly.

And Lu Wu's words added another fire to this tense situation.

He squatted beside the bodies of the Malfoys and pretended to say, "You will die if you are hit by a curse, and there is no scar on your body. It is indeed a life-suppressing curse!"