HP Peter Can't Be That Cute

Chapter 122: Anger

When Riddle, who was far away in the office of the Minister of Magic, received all the names of the names, everyone, including the Minister of Magic, was obviously cautious. Everyone knew that the person in front of them had a status that could make the entire wizarding world tremble.

Not to mention the British Ministry of Magic, he could lose his job at any time because of his words, so Riddle sat in the minister's large office chair, with the current head of the Malfoy family and the head of the Lestrange family on his side.

Riddle gave everyone present a sense of intimidation just by sitting there. It seemed that one could hear a pin drop on the ground. It seemed that everyone was waiting for his inspection. Lucius felt that he had never been so nervous even when he confessed his love to Narcissa.

This was a test of what they had been accomplishing recently, promoting the educational development of the entire wizarding world. This seemed to be a plan to grasp the minds of the Ministry's children from the root and build a pure-blood wizarding world. It was highly regarded by the Death Eaters and even outsiders, but they were unaware of Riddle's true intentions.

Riddle glanced at the list and threw it to the trembling Minister of Magic beside him, "Tell me where was Peter sorted?" He didn't care who the other students were or where they went.

As long as the little girl goes to the United States, it will be fine. The United States is vast and sparsely populated, so even if a student is missing, it won't be a big deal. He can tie her to his side forever. There will be no more good friends, close friends, or robbers. She just needs her own attention.

But the Minister of Magic who received the list tore through the parchments, but could not find the Peter that the man mentioned. As time went by, a little impatience gradually emerged on Riddle's face. "From Hogwarts!"

Riddle propped his head lazily, tapping the table with his slender fingers intermittently, his eyes fixed on the Minister of Magic. The unfortunate minister had already thought of his last wish: in his next life, he would definitely name his son Peter.

The Minister of Magic, who was covered in sweat and looked like he had just been fished out of the water, finally gave up completely the moment Riddle cleared his throat. He closed his eyes and said the words that made everyone despair: "I'm sorry, there is no such child."

"——" Then there was a deathly silence. No one dared to speak. Everyone lowered their heads as if they were competing. Lucius felt like he was about to suffocate. That Dumbledore didn't even report Peter's name? He had specifically reminded him to do so!

But it was also his fault. How could he be so careless as to forget to check Peter's name? Maybe he didn't even think that Peter would not be chosen. He only saw the names of James Potter and Sirius on the list, so he naturally thought that Peter would definitely be there.

Now Lucius also closed his eyes. He felt that he would not live long. If he relied on this kind of brain, he would be abandoned by that adult soon.

"Good, very good!" Riddle laughed in anger, sending chills down everyone's spine. The Minister of Magic opposite him had already fallen to the ground with weak legs. "It's my fault. I'm very sorry, sir—"

Riddle slowly stood up, and at the same time everyone's knees seemed to be hit by an unknown force, and they all fell to the ground.

"Tonight, I want to see Peter's name appear in the newspaper--" Riddle stepped over the Minister of Magic's legs on the ground, stepped on his robe and left his office. Lucius Malfoy ignored the piercing pain in his knee, gritted his teeth and climbed up to follow him. He knew that this was Riddle's kindness to them and it was also his last chance.

So, that afternoon, Professor Horn, who was enjoying afternoon tea, was interviewed -

Professor Horn opened a bottle of red wine for himself because all the successful recommendees were his own students. He has already imagined what kind of important position he and his students will occupy in future education reforms, and perhaps even a leading position.

Professor Horn firmly believed in the unlimited potential of these children, especially Snape, who might very well become the greatest potion scientist alive, while James and Sirius would also achieve great success in Quidditch and Defense Against the Dark Arts.

With Lily Evans's spell ability and Lupin's comprehensive strength, there is no problem for them to become an Auror. He can write a book in the future to describe how he cultivated and discovered their potential. He is looking forward to the learning cooperation between magic schools in the near future.

Although he had just persuaded James, Sirius and the others to leave, he felt a little sorry that he had no right to send the poor boy Peter on exchange. After all, every student studied at public expense, and he could not guarantee that Peter was good enough to become an exchange student.

Thinking of James's soft and hard persuasion, Sirius's silence, and Lupin's pleading, Professor Horn raised his glass to Merlin and said, "But Peter still has one very good point - he is very good at making friends, and every one of his friends is very loyal..."

Just as he was about to toast Peter, an uninvited guest suddenly broke into the fireplace in his office, startled him, and a glass of red wine was thrown on his chest.

"Oh~ Who?!" Professor Horn, who was about to get angry, restrained himself and turned around when he saw Lucius' serious and gloomy face. "It's you, Lucius~ What's the matter with you suddenly showing up at this time?"

Professor Horn sensed the other party's "ill intentions" and forced a formulaic smile on his face. He did not want to offend the head of the Malfoy family, especially since the influence of the Malfoy family in the Death Eaters organization was at its peak.

"Of course, I am here to convey... the order of that lord..." Lucius used a low aria to slowly exert invisible pressure on Professor Horn. Although the person in front of him was a "highly respected" professor, he would do such a thing, which might hinder his promotion in the Death Eaters and make him his enemy.

"I see~" Professor Horn showed some sincerity and took the things Lucius handed to him with both hands. He felt uneasy inside. Would Tom ask him to join again?

But when he opened it, he saw a message that made him confused at first and then chilled. This was his instinctive "reaction". What did he see? Tom actually recommended Peter for exchange study alone? Peter, whom he didn't think highly of and even deliberately eliminated, was actually the only candidate recommended by the Dark Lord himself?

"This... is... Peter?" Was he seeing right? Professor Horn rubbed his eyes vigorously, hoping that all this was just a dazzle. He actually went against the Dark Lord's wishes?

Professor Horn's hand holding the recommendation letter began to tremble. Could he be targeted now? The wrath of the Dark Lord?