Ian stared at the mirror quietly. In the magical image opposite, the figures of aunt Amelia·Bones were clearly visible.
"You don't look well." She asked with a frown.
"I'm fine, I just lost a friend." Ian said in a low voice, "And now I understand that she may be more important to me than I thought."
Amelia was silent for a moment and said softly, "Want to chat?"
"I'm not that fragile yet." He replied calmly.
"I know you never like to talk about relationships." Amelia sighed, "But you can talk to me anytime. I'm always here."
Ian paused and changed the subject. "Aunt, why did you contact me today?"
"Report everything is going according to plan." She replied, "However, I would like to hear your opinion."
"Say it."
"Recently, Dolores Umbridge hinted that she wants to join us. Do you think we should accept her?"
Ian was not surprised. He had already known about this woman's character - greedy, accommodating, and good at manipulating power and public opinion.
He pondered for a moment and said, "It can be used. We need to maintain the glamor on the surface, and in the dark, someone has to handle the 'dirty work'. She can be the 'bad guy' - and even take the blame for us when necessary."
Amelia frowned. "Think Tank's opinion is the same."
"Then what's the problem?" Ian asked.
"I simply... hate her." Amelia showed a cold expression, as if he himself thought this reason was childish.
Ian was startled for a moment, then smiled, "Then don't accept it. She's not that important."
"Private emotions cannot affect decision-making." Amelia shook his head, "With her here, the last step will be smoother."
"It's up to you." Ian said softly, "But don't force yourself. You are controlling the overall situation, not obeying it."
Amelia sighed lightly and cut off the communication.
--
At the same time, Remus·Lupin came out of the classroom in a relaxed mood.
The laughter of students echoed in the corridors - they liked the new professor.
Compared with the exaggeration and incompetence of his predecessor Lockhart, Lupin's lectures are practical and organized, and his gentleness makes students more approachable.
He walked into the Great Hall, where several teachers were already dining at the professor's chair.
Lupin smiled slightly, ignored Snape's stern gaze, and sat directly next to Ian.
"Remus·Lupin." He stretched out his hand politely.
"Ian·Bones." Ian nodded in response, "I heard that the students like your class very much."
Lupin smiled and said, "That's probably because their previous teacher was so bad."
"Indeed." Ian said in a calm tone, "Then you come to me, what's wrong?"
Lupin lowered his voice. "First of all, thank you for helping Werewolf to fight for a new life."
Ian nodded. "It's nothing."
"I just want to ask - is there any way to completely get rid of the Werewolf bloodline? I don't mean controlling the transformation, but... returning to an ordinary wizard."
Ian's expression paused, and then he showed a thoughtful expression.
"Theoretically it's possible," he said, "But it would require extremely complex research."
In fact, he can completely use Law of Life to eliminate the Werewolf bloodline, but doing so will weaken his control over "Red Potion Werewolves".
He still needs a force that is loyal to him - one that will never question orders.
"I'm too busy right now and can't spare the time right now." Ian said slowly, "However, it will be realized in the future."
Lupin's eyes showed the light of hope. "As long as it is possible, I will be satisfied."
After he finished speaking, he felt obviously much more relaxed.
--
Before lunch was over, Great Hall suddenly became quiet.
Amelia·Bones walked in from the main entrance with several Auror, solemn and majestic.
All the students fell silent for a moment, all looking at her.
She first nodded to Dumbledore, then asked loudly:
"Excuse me, who is Ron·Weasley?"
Gryffindor There were whispers on the long table.
Ron was stiff and his face was pale, but he still raised his hand.
"I heard that you have a pet rat named Scabbers?" Amelia said calmly.
Ron Before he could react, the mouse in his arms suddenly jumped out and ran out quickly.
Several spells were shot out at the same time, and a beam of red light hit the target.
After a while, the mouse transformed back into a short, wretched man in full view of the public.
Sharp mouth, bald head, frightened expression.
--Peter·Pettigrew.
"Peter·Pettigrew," Amelia announced coldly, "He is hereby arrested for betraying Potter family, causing their deaths, and using Dark Magic to kill twelve Muggles."
"It wasn't me! It was Sirius Black--he did it!" Pettigrew shouted wildly.
"No need to quibble." Amelia's eyes were cold, "We have all the evidence. The real secret keeper is you.
Sirius Black Black is not guilty -- he will be released and compensated after the trial."
The whole place was in an uproar.
At the professor's chair, Dumbledore looked solemn.
Lupin could hardly believe it. "I should have known that Sirius Black would never betray them... Peter, how could you attack James and Lily? They are your friends!"
"I was wronged! Please believe me!" Pettigrew wailed.
Dumbledore's voice was deep. "Peter, look into my eyes and tell me - you didn't do this?"
Pettigrew's eyes flickered, and finally he didn't dare to look directly.
The truth is clear.
The whole Great Hall was completely silent.
Snape's fingers trembled slightly on the wand, and he suppressed his murderous intention.
Only Ian still calmly lowered his head and drank tea.
--
A few hours later, Peter·Pettigrew was taken to Azkaban.
The next day, news appeared on the front page of <Daily Prophet>:
[Peter·Pettigrew, Potter family traitors, officially convicted]
[Sirius Black·Black was released, Minister for Magic Cornelius Fudge announced his resignation]
The facts are clear and the evidence is conclusive.
Amelia officially succeeded Minister for Magic without any opponent in the election.
In less than a year, Ian·Alvin·Bones took over the entire Britain Wizarding World with bloodless hands.
This conquest without war was completed quietly.
The first step in the world--start from here.