Struggling to survive at Hogwarts

Chapter 275 The Dark Lord's Meeting

Harry stood there blankly in the crowd of mourners, the continuous sobbing around him making him feel as if he were immersed in cold water. Despite the scorching sun, he was shivering with cold.

However, it's better to be a little cold than a little hot.

This will at least cool down his feverish brain.

He could no longer allow anyone to stand between him and Voldemort at the cost of their lives!

He must also forever abandon the illusions he should have discarded when he was just one year old, and stop believing that the embrace of an elder will protect him from any harm!

Because… his greatest protector is dead.

Dumbledore's death seemed to have made this young savior mature overnight.

Hidden among the mourners, Thea watched as Harry's expression gradually hardened. He didn't give Scrimgeour the slightest bit of face, let alone something as boring as being an ambassador.

"Dear Professor:

Today I attended a special funeral. My original intention was to check for any omissions or deficiencies. After all, it was a funeral, and if people discovered that the protagonist's body had disappeared, the tragedy would turn into a comedy.

Fortunately, thanks to the immense prestige of the person being buried during their lifetime, no one dared to act recklessly after their death…

At the funeral, I made a point of observing your favorite student.

As it turns out, my experience was not an isolated case. Only after the eagle dies can the eaglets grow up rapidly under the threat of survival.

Wish us luck!

The letter that Thea wrote and mailed the night before finally arrived in Nurmengard the following noon.

Dumbledore was in a fairly good mood after reading the letter, so much so that he didn't get angry when his fellow inmates mocked Fawkes, who had come to deliver the letter. He simply silently increased the weight of Fawkes' snacks.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

The next few days were relatively peaceful.

After watching Dumbledore's funeral, Thea went straight back to the Ministry of Magic.

It's not wrong to say it was just for viewing.

At a funeral, the loyal wailed, the self-serving took sides, the greedy stole profits, and the onlookers stood idly by.

What a vivid portrayal of humanity! Thea watched with great enjoyment.

After watching the play, Thea turned around and threw herself back into her long and painful work.

During a brief lull in her busy schedule, Thea received news that Lucius had regained his seat in the Death Eater Council, and that Draco had also caught Voldemort's eye after this incident, along with several Slytherin students whose names had also crossed Voldemort's mind.

Given Voldemort's "love of talent" and the average quality of Death Eaters, it's likely that she'll have several more new colleagues soon.

After burning the letter, Thea looked at the person who delivered it.

This time it wasn't Barty the Younger, but someone she recognized—someone who usually sat at the back of the Death Eater meeting.

In addition to the letter, the messenger also brought news that Voldemort was holding another meeting, the topic of which was "how to successfully kill this thorn in the side when the Order of the Phoenix transfers Potter."

Thea silently mourned for a second the impending shock of Potter, but was immediately stumped by the meeting schedule.

Thea recently received reports that traces of a group of mountain giants have been discovered again in Liechtenstein, causing some casualties among local residents.

The Division of Fantastic Beasts is responsible for handling these kinds of matters. The report indicates that the mountain trolls are aggressive and have already caused casualties. It's both reasonable and emotional that Thea should go and check on them.

But now the question is, if she goes on her business trip as planned, will she be able to make it to the meeting?

Thea silently calculated the time.

If she leaves tonight... she should be able to get back in time.

Without further ado, Thea sent a message to Voldemort through a messenger before turning around and going out to arrange the business trip.

Fortunately, we had made preparations beforehand, and it was only a day or two ahead of schedule, so the people in the department didn't complain.

The person on the business trip said: It's not that we don't have any complaints, it's just that the director is giving us too much!

Who wouldn't want to earn a year's salary with just one business trip!

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

The wind was strong tonight, making the windows along the way rattle and bang, and even the black robes of the newcomers fluttered in the wind.

"Will everyone come?" a man asked in a low voice.

The person next to him, understanding what the other person really wanted to ask, also whispered, "They'll all come. I heard that the master specifically sent someone to inform that person a few days ago..."

“…Oh,” the man managed to utter one word before falling silent.

Those nearby knew why.

The one he was referring to was none other than their master's heir—Thea.

Most Death Eaters have never actually seen this heir. Firstly, his whereabouts are unpredictable. When he was a student, it was fine; they had a chance to see him from afar at the old mansion during summer vacation. But after he dropped out of school, his whereabouts became truly unpredictable.

Apart from the Death Eater leaders, no one knew where the heir had gone.

I thought they would continue to be elusive, but they never expected to make such a stunning move. In the battle at Hogwarts Observatory, they killed the number one wizard in the wizarding world with a single strike!

They all thought the heir was about to make a stunning entrance, but unexpectedly, he hid himself away again...

It's really unpredictable.

However, they are not people like them who can figure out what's going on.

Lost in their thoughts, the two arrived at their destination.

The two exchanged a glance, then silently sat down in their chairs.

Small people should always be self-aware; they can't keep the big shots waiting for them.

The firewood crackled in the fireplace, and even after most of the seats were filled, Voldemort still hadn't shown himself.

Voldemort didn't make his grand entrance until Alex and Snape entered.

He didn't say anything, just sat quietly in the main seat, flipping through something idly in his hand.

As more and more people arrived, the conference hall grew quieter and quieter.

Everyone is waiting.

"Tap, tap, tap..."

The sound of shoes tapping on the floor grew closer, and everyone's hearts began to race.

Although Thea is a highly qualified heir, that can't stop her from being late this time!

"I'm sorry, I'm late."