What? Voldemort Was Dumbledore's Test Subject?!

"Hm?"

Andy raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised.

What's with Scrimgeour...?

Andy glanced at Scrimgeour, his thoughts stirring. This man's purpose for coming was probably far from simple.

To be honest, although Scrimgeour was the Ministry of Magic's Auror Office Director and held considerable power, he was of little value to Andy.

When he had been weak, Andy still needed to manage his relationships with those around him. But once he became powerful, interpersonal relationships no longer meant much to him.

Because Andy's ambitions lay elsewhere.

He longed for the secluded life Nicolas Flamel had led. Even if he wanted to enjoy life, the entertainment of the Muggle World was far better than anything in the Wizarding World.

What was there to do in the Wizarding World?

Nothing at all!

Besides, if Andy attained immortality, he truly would not be suited to living among society.

That was why Andy had not originally wanted to pay much attention to Scrimgeour.

But things were different now.

With great interest, Andy asked, "Mr. Scrimgeour, thank you very much for your generosity. But... what do you want in return?"

A faint smile curled across Scrimgeour's lips. "Mr. Collins, you truly are no ordinary little wizard."

Andy smiled but said nothing more.

The two exchanged a great deal of meaningless talk, yet neither revealed his true purpose. Andy was not in a hurry, though, because Scrimgeour genuinely had little value to him.

Andy wanted to infiltrate the Department of Mysteries. He wanted to find its Records Room and learn the secrets it had hidden away.

Could Scrimgeour help him? He could not!

If Scrimgeour learned of Andy's objective, his first reaction would be to send Andy straight to Azkaban.

And when it came to magical research, Scrimgeour was even more useless.

After a moment of silence,