Chapter 541 The Ministry of Magic Internal Affairs

"Trash!"

Voldemort didn't know how many times he had cursed these arseholes under his command with such a slur.

But the truth had always been such a disappointment, it seemed as if these purebloods would never be able to get even one thing done, and no matter what kind of task was handed to them, he would still end up needing to step in and clean up the mess.

Good thing, this was the last time.

Voldemort looked at Lupin and Sirius on the ground who had organised the retreat of everyone without any hesitation after he had appeared, and he knew clearly that this war had begun to enter its final phase.

All the previous fights had been preparing for this top-end battle, and in the present, it was obvious that the side of the British and French United Ministry of Magic had completely lost its advantage.

He now stepped forward, seemingly reversing such a disadvantage in an instant, but in fact, on the battlefield that would affect the final outcome, he had already become the passive side.

However, in fact, Voldemort did not care about this.

In front of absolute strength, the so-called passive or not was not a problem at all, the reason why he had been waiting for the results of the war of these people below was just to give his theory a solid foundation.

After all, if the British and French United Ministry of Magic gained a great victory, it would be the same as providing the most favourable evidence for the pureblood superiority theory.

But obviously, this ending did not satisfy Voldemort.

But as things came to this point, he was not going to care so much, these days, the time left for Grindelwald and Jon was already enough.

Today this Voldemort is confident, and even a little conceited, but not yet to the extent that there is no one else in sight completely, although the way Jon killed him that time is through a variety of means of trickery, but the win is still a win, and if he is given enough time to grow, no one can tell to what extent Jon will grow later on.

The time he had predetermined was just these few days, even if the battle of these people below hadn't reached its final conclusion, Voldemort didn't intend to wait, he just didn't think that the people under his command could even hold on for a few days longer after this.

Voldemort didn't bother about those on the ground, rushing towards a position of Witching Horizon with all his might to help the British and French United Ministry of Magic, instead, he stayed aloof with his gaze in the sky, wondering who would come out to face him this time?

Still, the same loser who had been repeating the same mistakes?

Or did they think they had prepared enough?

Just as Voldemort was pondering, a golden-red light suddenly flashed in the direction his gaze was looking!

***

England, Ministry of Magic.

After Fudge's position as Minister of Magic had been abolished, Barty Crouch Jr. had become the new Minister.

Of course, unlike the previous position of Fudge, as Voldemort's absolute mouthpiece, Barty Jr.'s Minister status certainly wouldn't be without real power.

Coupled with the fact that Voldemort usually wouldn't even bother with those big and small matters, Barty Jr. almost became the Minister with the most power since the establishment of the Ministry of Magic.

But even so, he has never shown any complacency, as if he has no other desire in his life except to serve Voldemort, all day long he works diligently, and does not show even a hint of favouritism to anyone.

This made a lot of people dissatisfied with him. Although the privileges that purebloods are supposed to have are been just as many under Barty Jr., there is of course a conflict of interests between purebloods, and Barty Jr. obviously wanted to be a solitary minister, treating everyone equally and only having absolute loyalty to Voldemort, which led to him becoming more and more estranged from the rest of the purebloods after he became a Minister.

"Those people at the front line are such losers, in the end, they actually had to make the lord himself intervene."

Lucius was close to Barty Jr. these days perhaps due to work-related reasons. After Voldemort regained power, he resumed his position as the Head of the Auror's Office, and not long after Barty Jr. formally took over as the Minister of Magic, he became the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement as well.

In today's war, he was mainly in charge of logistic-related work, so naturally, he came into contact with Barty Jr. a little more.

"If you people had taken fewer kickbacks, maybe this defeat wouldn't have come."

Barty Jr.'s voice was cold, but Lucius was not surprised, he knew that he wasn't the only one who received kickbacks, and he wasn't the only one that Barty Jr. had scolded, so since everyone was scolded, it was the same as no one being scolded at all.

"Everyone is also just trying to make a living. Besides, is there any possibility of us losing?" Lucius casually picked up the teacup in front of him and took a light sip.

Barty, however, was not in the mood to chat with him here at all, in this special period of time, there are a lot of things that need to be taken care of by him as a Minister, and there are still documents on his desk that need to be approved, these are all complicated trivial matters that do not need to be reported to Voldemort, and he can make the decision on his own, but it's precisely these trivial matters that are the toughest to deal with.

"Just tell me what's going on, I'm pressed for time!"

Lucius shrugged as if he were helpless.

"The war is pretty much over now, the casualty report will soon come out, and the post-war pension should be prepared in advance. The logistics department side said that this kind of thing needs you to talk to them in person, and it's not possible for me, the Head of the Department, to step in."

"Troublesome."

Barty Jr. put down those documents in his hands, turned his head to face the fireplace and threw some Floo powder into it, after connecting to the office of the head of the Logistics Department, he settled the situation of the post-war pensions.

After getting such a nuisance out of the way, he looked at Lucius with renewed impatience.

"Any more questions?"

Lucius smiled and rose from his chair.

"If I have to say there is anything else, I guess I want to remind you, Crouch, it's time to have a rest, even if you are loyal to our lord, you need to have good health, it's not a good thing for you to stay awake for this many days in a row like this."

Barty Jr. just said without lifting his head.

"If that's all the nonsense you have, go and do what you need to do."

Lucius turned around and left the minister's office.

After he left, Barty Jr. rubbed the sides of his head, not really needing Lucius to tell him that he did need to rest and relax.

But while all the other purebloods could be douchebags, he couldn't, Voldemort had high expectations of him, and it was only natural that he would have to put in the effort and response to match such expectations as well.

Barty leaned back in his chair and picked up the tea on the table, thinking that he might be able to have a nap, after all, right now, the most important thing that they should be doing was waiting for the news of Voldemort's triumphant return.

However, Barty Jr. didn't realise that the position of the cup of tea he had picked up seemed to have shifted a little in position compared to before.

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