“The defenses of Azkaban are already very tight now. If this happens again, won’t it be even more difficult for us to capture Azkaban?”

Young Voldemort looked at the Mind Flayer Voldemort pounded on the table.

“My brother, have you been concentrating on eating brains lately?”

“I said it last time. Since the Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore have strengthened the defenses of Azkaban, there is no need for us to waste time in Azkaban. In other words, if there were no four brothers still staying in the UK, there would be no need for us to even set foot on that island.”

“Letting the Dementors attack Harry was just a little birthday surprise for the kid, and it allowed old Dumbledore to focus all his attention on Harry and Azkaban.”

Having said this, the young Voldemort patted the table, and a projection of a map of Europe appeared on the round table.

“Since I came back, I have reviewed your past actions…”

The young Voldemort looked at the other two Voldemorts sitting at the long table before continuing.

“After all, I was the first one to be separated, and I didn’t experience these things personally, so if there are any mistakes, please forgive me, brothers.”

Young Voldemort zooming in on the map of Europe, focusing on the United Kingdom.

“Ten years ago, the operations were almost all concentrated in the British mainland, not even Ireland. Not only was the area of ​​activity small, but simple terrorist attacks and small-scale armed conflicts, other than ruining their reputation, I really don’t understand why they made this choice.”

Young Voldemort shook his head.

“Before we started our terrorist activities, apart from a few people including Dumbledore who were wary of us, our image in the wizarding world was actually pretty good. So why didn’t we go the election route and wait until we became Minister of Magic and took control of the Ministry before doing what we wanted? It’s really stupid…”

In the Chamber of Secrets, there was no one else except the Mind Flayer Voldemort, who waved his tentacles excitedly, as if he wanted to explain something.

No Voldemort raised any objections.

Seeing that no one spoke, young Voldemort continued.

“So now our reputation in the UK has been ruined. Apart from our loyal subordinates in the past, there won’t be many people supporting us if we rashly go to war. So what we need to do now is to jump out of the UK.”

Young Voldemort tapped the table again, and the map switched from Britain to Eastern Europe.

“Although the once powerful People’s Magic Committee was disbanded last August, the remaining old guys, the exiled wizards who returned from other places, and the previous opposition are still engaged in a civil war.”

“This kind of chaotic place is just right for our development.”

Young Voldemort waved his hand, and several plots of land were highlighted on the map.

“Fifty years ago, fierce battles broke out among the Muggles in these places, and millions of people died here. They can be the perfect source of our troops. Although there are many exiled wizards, they are just a mob…”

Young Voldemort chuckled.

“But if they were a little bit useful, they wouldn’t have been driven out back then, so we can properly engage with these guys. With a little bit of skill, we can get more soldiers.”

“And after the dissolution of the People’s Magic Committee, that idiot Karkaroff…”

At this point young Voldemort turned his gaze towards the masked Voldemort.

“no offense.”

After noticing that the masked Voldemort didn’t speak, the young Voldemort continued.

“He was afraid of getting into trouble, so he didn’t enroll students in areas controlled by the People’s Magic Council. Our goal next year is to start and expand enrollment from those parts of Eastern Europe. Their homeland is at war, and as long as their parents are in their right minds, they will not refuse to send their children to Durmstrang…”

“Smart plan.”

Voldemort, wearing a mask, knocked on the table.

“We can even cut the number of admissions from Western Europe and put all of them into Eastern Europe. In a few years, we will be able to control most of Eastern Europe. Vote, I agree.”

After the masked Voldemort finished speaking, he turned his gaze to the Mind Flayer Voldemort.

The Mind Flayer Voldemort looked at the Masked Voldemort and the Young Voldemort who were now staring at him, and touched his tentacles.

“In principle, I agree with this plan, but… deal… brothers, you must agree to my increasing the number of Muggles hunted. My servants and I need brains as food, so… unless you agree to this, I will use my veto power.”

Young Voldemort sighed.

“Brother, I reject your proposal because your method is too crude. Even though Eastern Europe is in chaos right now, you can’t take away everyone in a village at once. That would easily attract unnecessary attention.”

“But I need more servants, and I need more food.”

The Mind Flayer Voldemort looked at the young Voldemort with a gloomy expression.

“Brother, I just don’t want you to do it yourself. Remember that gangster we took down when we went to Eastern Europe earlier this month? The one whose brains you wanted to eat.”

“Now they have started to engage in the business of smuggling contraband, arms, and people. They can provide you with 300 people every month, whether they are young girls or young men.”

After thinking for a while, the Mind Flayer Voldemort shook his head.

“No, that’s too few. I need at least 500 people. I also need a lot of slaves.”

“Three hundred to start, and then a little more every month. You have to give them some time to develop, my brother.”

“Okay, I agree then.”

The Mind Flayer Voldemort nodded, then placed his hand on the round table.

As the Mind Flayer Voldemort placed his hand on the round table, a green light lit up on the small obelisk in the center of the table, and a line of tiny words appeared on the obelisk.

“Then let’s continue with this plan. We’ll go to England from time to time to entertain Harry and the others, but we’ll focus our main efforts on Eastern Europe…”

When the young Voldemort said this, the masked Voldemort suddenly interrupted him.

“It is your focus on Eastern Europe.”

The masked Voldemort stood up from his Iron Throne.

“And I am going back to England to provide some entertainment for Dumbledore and the others.”

“This is too risky…”

The Mind Flayer Voldemort began to speak, but the masked Voldemort waved his hand to interrupt him.

“You can’t put enough pressure on Dumbledore and the Ministry of Magic by just recruiting some wild Dementors. Someone has to give them some surprises from time to time so that they will focus their attention on that island.”

The masked Voldemort placed his hands on the round table and looked at the Mind Flayer Voldemort.

“Besides, don’t you want to know the complete version of the prophecy? After being attacked by Snape, can you still believe that what Snape told you was the complete prophecy?”

“and many more……”

Young Voldemort interrupted Masked Voldemort.

“If we want to solve the problem of the prophecy, we can directly let Lily lead the team to attack there. Although under the protection of that strange magic, we can’t even recognize the existence of that place, but… Lily, Lily can attack there directly.”

The masked Voldemort set his sights on the young Voldemort.

“Too weak! Your current Dark Knights are too weak. Don’t do such stupid things before you strengthen them to be strong enough. Don’t forget how the boss failed. Before we figure out that damn prophecy, our action targets should not include Harry Potter, the troublemaker.”

“Give me the spy you inserted, and I’ll solve these problems. Maybe… I can also take down Azkaban…”

Looking at the masked Voldemort, the young Voldemort thought for a moment.

“I can give you James, but he is one of my Four Horsemen. Don’t lose him.”

“Don’t worry, I know it.”

The masked Voldemort nodded to the young Voldemort, then turned his gaze to the Mind Flayer Voldemort.

“And what about you, would you be interested in re-establishing a nest in England?”

The Mind Flayer Voldemort looked at the Masked Voldemort, thought for a while, and then nodded and said.

“I can give you some servants, but don’t build a nest without being sure. A mind flayer can only lay eggs twice in its lifetime.”

“Got it, then let’s vote.”

“agree.”

“I agree.”

At the same time, the obelisk on the round table in the secret room lit up green again.

Harry, Black, Qiu Zhang and others were sitting on cold chairs in the Ministry of Magic.

A large group of wizards performed magic in broad daylight in a Muggle community in front of many Muggles.

Any wizards who showed up to Harry’s birthday party would be in big trouble, if it weren’t for the pile of slain Dementors on Privet Drive – or rather their smelly cloaks – as proof of that.

When the last Dementor was killed, a large number of Aurors, Guardians and memory cleaners from the accidental reversal team Apparated to the scene.

Afterwards, the memories of all the Muggles except Aunt Petunia’s family were modified.

All they remembered now was that there had been a fireworks display on the lawn of number 4 Privet Drive during the party.

All wizards, including Harry, were invited to the meeting room of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.

“Harry, are you okay?”

Soon Dumbledore and Fudge appeared in front of Harry.

“I am fine.”

“So tell me, what’s going on?”

After Harry finished saying that he had held a birthday party at his aunt’s house without provoking anyone, he was attacked by Dementors.

Fudge and Dumbledore both frowned.

“Dumbledore, could this be…an incident in Azkaban?”

“Although the possibility is low, let Scrimgeour send someone to check the situation in Azkaban immediately.”

Dumbledore turned around and looked at Harry as if he was looking at a strange problem where 1+1=14.

“Harry, have you had any conflicts with Petunia and the others recently?”

“No.”

Harry shook his head.

“Since the year before last, I have been getting along very well with my aunt’s family.”

Dumbledore stroked his beard in confusion.

Then, for a split second, a gleam of light flashed in Dumbledore’s eyes.

“I will look into this matter, but for the time being you should not live at number 4 Privet Drive. Perhaps it would be a good idea for you to live with Sirius for a while.”

Harry shook his head.

“Professor, this matter is related to Voldemort, right? It’s not my style to just passively take a beating. Is there anything I can do? And if I leave my aunt’s house now, what if number 4 Privet Drive is attacked again?”

“Don’t worry about that.”