The transcendent successor of Harry Potter

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After using the Son of Death to take control of the souls of the Danish Ministry of Magic representative and his seventeen Aurors, Wilkes took Thor’s apparition to Johnson’s office.

“Sir, how was the meeting?” Seeing Wilkes coming, John Xun quickly put down the work in his hand and asked.

“The American Magic Congress wanted to interfere in the magical world of other countries, and I took the lead in rejecting this proposal.” Wilkes said lightly.

“Why refuse? So we can interfere too? John asked puzzled.

“To interfere, at the same time to bear the interference of others, not to mention, both of us are a little busy, do not have so much spare time to manage other places, just maintain a good relationship with them.” Wilkes said lightly.

“By the way, sir, due to the reform of the Ministry of Magic on our side, the general income of wizards in the country has increased a lot, which has led to many foreign wizards wanting to immigrate to our side, do you want to accept it?” John saw that Wilkes had already decided, and said no more, but asked about something else.

“Accept them all, and at the same time recruit Aurors massively, if the alliance is really formed, then we must become stronger so as not to be swallowed by them.” Wilkes replied immediately.

“Understood.”

“How is sniffing reproduction?” Wilkes asked.

“Nearly five hundred have been bred, and I have found a group of trusted wizards to go to various places to explore treasures with sniffing.”

“Good job, keep up the good work, I’ll go first.”

“Sir go slowly.”

Wilkes waved his wand, and the gray vortex swallowed him and Thor’s figures.

Then, the two figures appeared at 12 Grimmauld Place, and according to Wilkes’ memory, Dumbledore should have gone to find the Slytherin locket for half a year after that, although he got a fake one. And the real thing should be in Kreacher’s hands at this time, or Regulus Black.

Wilkes walked into the Order of the Phoenix, and Sirius was sitting behind a table drinking.

“Wilkes, what’s the matter?” Sirius Black looked at Wilkes curiously, the two hadn’t seen each other in a while.

“Where is your brother, Regulus Black?” Wilkes asked straight to the point.

“Eh, what are you asking this for?” Sirius asked a little embarrassed.

“Very important things, tell them directly.” Wilkes

“Hey, he was killed on the spot by an Auror from the Ministry of Magic two years ago. Is…… He was an avid admirer of Voldemort. Sirius Black drank the vodka dry, picked up the bottle next to him and poured another glass.

“What? Was it killed by an Auror?? Wilkes was shocked.

“Yes, what’s wrong? Is there anything strange? When he was captured, four Aurors went on a mission, he killed Carl Sr., and then was killed by the other three Aurors with the Smashing Curse. Sirius was puzzled by Wilkes’ strange behavior.

This is different from Wilkes’ memory, in the original book, it should be Regulus Black who took the real Slytherin locket, but he was actually killed by the Ministry of Magic’s Aurors two years ago, which is hell.

“Can you call out that house-elf Kreacher?” I have something to ask him. Wilkes spoke.

“Of course, my friend. Kreacher! Sirius shouted.

A house-elf appeared out of thin air at the table.

“Master, what’s the matter?”

“Answer all his questions.” Blake pointed at Wilkes with drunkenness.

“Did Regulus Black give you anything?”

“No, my master died two years ago.” Kreacher replied honestly.

Wilkes walked over to Sirius Black depressedly, picked up the remaining half bottle of vodka and poured it into his stomach. It looks like you’ll have to find out where Voldemort has been as a child.

But now that the Death Eaters were almost finished executing him, the devil knew where to find the cave where Voldemort had visited as a child.

Although Dumbledore should be able to find it after the original book, the world has changed from the world he remembers, and Wilkes does not dare to ensure that Dumbledore will find the cave. You still have to rely on yourself.

“You seem to be worried about something? Wilkes, I still have some good wine here, would you like to sit down and have a few drinks? Sirius Black asked.

“Forget it, no need, I’ll go to rest first.” Wilkes shook his head, everything is not going well, first the American magic will want to make trouble, and now the whereabouts of the Horcruxes are unknown, and things seem to be out of his control.

“Sunset.” Sirius waved his hand. Wilkes and Thor left the Order of the Phoenix.

The next day, Wilkes returned to the Ministry of Magic.

“Sir, what’s the matter?” John inquired.

“Give me a list of converted Death Eaters, and I’m going to ask them some questions.” Wilkes spoke.

“Okay, I’ll go and prepare, can I summon them to the Ministry of Magic in about two days, or do you just need the list?” John asked.

“Summon them to the Ministry of Magic, trouble you.” At this point, Wilkes couldn’t help but feel that it was a wise choice for him to take control of the Ministry of Magic, otherwise he would have to trouble to die if he ran to these Death Eaters himself. _

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