Dana rotated his neck, raising his right hand, which held the Golden Snitch, high.
A deafening cheer erupted from the stadium.
Now, he treated Quidditch as a diversion in life; one's life couldn't solely be about career and hatred.
Moreover, he changed his usual habit of winning in a few seconds; after the match started, he interacted with the audience, and only "reluctantly" ended the game after his own team's uncompetitive players fell behind by a hundred points.
Since it was a diversion, he naturally wanted to have fun, and this kind of plot, where he saved the team from danger, worked every time.
Dana could guess what The Daily Prophet would write tomorrow.
However, he continued to show his face under the identity of Dana Emrys, also with his own plans—
Morgan le Fay, that old Witch, was hiding in the dark, and he needed to draw her out.
After circling the field three times, Dana entered the player's tunnel and then opened the door back to the Castle.
When Dak Dantes appeared in the study, Nikolai Valoviv was already waiting there.
"Comrade Dantes!"
Seeing the Earl enter, Valoviv stood up from the sofa.
After all, he was a Red Wizard; his spirit was simply different from others.
"Comrade Valoviv,"
The Earl greeted him, pressing his palm downwards,
"Please sit down, there's no need for us to be so formal."
"Alright, Comrade Dantes."
After Nikolai sat down, he pulled out a small notebook from his pocket—
He was good at everything except his memory, which was a bit concerning. If he had a Remembrall by his side, it would probably be red all year long, just like Neville's.
But with the small notebook, he was different; as long as he could remember things, his ability was absolutely convincing.
"Comrade Dantes, there's a result regarding the underground city in Kotor Old City, Yugoslavia. Gringotts has given up on exploring the underground city, and we've obtained the excavation rights for the Mirror Underground City for twenty thousand Galleons."
"Very good, tell the comrades to be careful."
"Alright. But Comrade Dantes, that underground city has already been mostly excavated by Gringotts. Are we losing money by spending twenty thousand Galleons to continue the excavation?"
Earl Dantes smiled,
"It's only a mere twenty thousand Galleons. Gringotts is only capable of so much—the downfall of Gringotts in Britain has made Gringotts in Europe much more cautious. Perhaps they think the appearance of that mysterious Witch means immense risk.
Besides, that underground city still hides many secrets. Maybe our comrades can discover some valuable resources?"
Nikolai nodded slightly. Since Comrade Dantes said so, there must be his reasons. He only needed to execute.
"Oh, right, Nikolai, if the comrades encounter magic formations and traps that they can't break, inform me in time."
"Alright, Comrade Dantes."
Nikolai recorded Comrade Dantes' words, then moved on to the next item in his report:
"Comrade Takyiana Petrovna sent a message. Ollivander Avery has earned over three hundred thousand Galleons these days and is now completely obedient to Comrade Petrovna, even developing affection for her. So, we can soon enter the second phase."
"Very good, tell Comrade Petrovna to act quickly. We don't know when Gai Avery will meet up with Ollivander Avery, and I don't want to see anything unplanned happen."
"Understood..."
Nikolai hesitated for a moment, then asked,
"Comrade Dantes, Comrade Petrovna is our best agent. Is it a bit of overkill to have her expend so much effort on a fallen Avery?"
Earl Dantes shook his head:
"Nikolai, I'm only telling you this, and I hope you'll keep it a secret for me."
Nikolai Valoviv immediately sat up straight, looking as if he was about to bravely sacrifice himself.
"Ollivander Avery killed my mother. This matter is actually my personal vendetta."
Nikolai's eyes gradually widened, and he began to breathe heavily—
"What? That old man killed your mother, Comrade Dantes? Damn it! Comrade Dantes! I request to go to Cairo! I want to personally punish that villain for you!"
"There's no need, Nikolai,"
The Earl smiled,
"Ollivander Avery's fate is already sealed. And you, you are my most important right-hand man—
It's already too much for Comrade Petrovna to act personally. If you were to go as well, wouldn't that be giving Old Avery too much credit?
This is just my personal vendetta; if you do that, I'll feel very guilty."
Nikolai's face was flushed.
Listen!
The great leader Comrade Dantes said I am his right-hand man!
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...
Ministry of Magic Conference Hall.
Today was a big day.
The position of Minister of Magic had been vacant for a long time, and after today, a new Minister would take office.
With Amelia Bones withdrawing from the Ministerial election, Barty Crouch Sr. and Rufus Scrimgeour would decide the winner today.
Most Ministry of Magic employees and representatives of the most influential families in the British Wizarding World were gathered in the conference hall. For today's election, this hall, which could originally only accommodate two hundred people, had been expanded to hold a thousand people using the Undetectable Extension Charm.
Rufus Scrimgeour, as the Head of the Auror Office and a candidate for the next Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, stood on the stage, delivering a speech with high spirits, although his face looked completely unrelated to the word 'high spirits'.
He felt he had an advantage over Barty Crouch, that outdated Head of Department who had been expelled from the center of power.
He spoke passionately, stating that the biggest problem facing the British Wizarding World was the Fire Serpent Party. Even the threat of You-Know-Who's return was far less significant than the Fire Serpent Party.
His promise was—as long as he became the Minister of Magic, he would spare no effort in fighting the Fire Serpent Party—of course, he constantly emphasized the importance of Earl Dak Dantes, both the combat power of the Earl's retainers and the irreplaceable positive impact of the Ministry of Magic Development Foundation on the Ministry of Magic.
Earl Dantes was in the front row below the stage, smiling as he watched Scrimgeour's performance, constantly applauding at appropriate moments—
In Scrimgeour's eyes, this was a sign of the Earl's support for him, so his state became even more excited.
After the speech, there was a round of applause from the audience.
Scrimgeour cast a provocative glance at Barty Crouch Sr.—this old man had been spreading unfavorable news about him within the Ministry, but no matter how much he tried to discredit him, could it be darker than him being a Death Eater's father?
Foolish!
Barty Crouch Sr. stepped onto the podium, cleared his throat, and began:
"Everyone knows me, because I am a failed father. I didn't raise my son well, allowing him to become a Death Eater, and I paid the price for it.
But as you all know, I personally sent my son to Azkaban, and he eventually died there—
As a father, I am heartbroken;
But as an official of the Ministry of Magic, I must loudly cheer—because justice has been served, and those families harmed by my rebellious son have found solace.
The Ministry of Magic should be like this, becoming the support for all Wizards, fair and selfless!
When the public speaks of the Ministry of Magic, it should not be with fear, but with trust, with reliance!
Ladies and gentlemen, why has the Fire Serpent Party become so unwieldy? According to reliable sources, those party members are all pitiful people who once couldn't survive! They became what they are now because they were excessively oppressed!
If given a choice, who would want to be a criminal?"
Barty Crouch Sr.'s speech was completely different from Scrimgeour's, but both of their governing philosophies were nonsense—in front of the Fire Serpent Party, the Ministry of Magic was as weak as a newborn baby.
Everyone turned their gaze to Earl Dantes.
Everyone knew whether the British Wizarding World could be peaceful depended entirely on that handsome man.
Noticing everyone's gaze, Earl Dantes stood up and said with a smile:
"Don't look at me, everyone. I actually don't have the right to speak. Do you all remember? I am actually a Frenchman, although all my current businesses are in Britain."
Earl Dantes exchanged glances with Barty Crouch Sr., and Barty Crouch Sr. then returned to the podium—
"Ladies and gentlemen, I just received a complaint that is seven years late,"
Barty Crouch Sr. took out a piece of paper, looked at it, and said,
"Rufus Scrimgeour once led Aurors and Hit Wizards to excessively use the Memory Charm on an innocent Ministry of Magic employee, causing the employee to lose consciousness and become unable to care for himself."
Scrimgeour suddenly stood up, a bad premonition rising in his heart.
The next moment, he heard Barty Crouch Sr. say,
"That employee's name was Natasha
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