Chapter 65.
In the depths of the Ministry of Magic, amidst the sea of fire, Lester calmly placed the prepared hair into the potion and shook it symbolically a couple of times.
Moments later, the potion containing the werewolf hair turned purple, indicating it was ready for consumption.
Receiving the potion handed over by Lester, Carlson did not hesitate to drink it all in one go.
A moment later, a series of cracking sounds of bones changing echoed from within Carlson, and then a man who looked exactly like a werewolf appeared before Lester.
"Not bad!" Lester circled around the transformed Carlson and nodded in satisfaction, saying, "When you go up there, just act mute and let me handle it!"
"Yes, Master Lester," Carlson quickly nodded upon hearing Lester's instructions.
According to the plan, soon Lester would use his transformation ability to change into Carlson's appearance and then go up to compete for benefits with those pure-blood officials.
Although the major gains would definitely go to Lester, as a subordinate of lester, wouldn't he also get a share?
Once Carlson was ready, Lester activated his boggart transformation ability and directly changed into Carlson's likeness.
"How does it look? Any flaws?" After transforming into Carlson, Lester asked Carlson with some concern, receiving an affirmative response.
"No flaws, Master Lester. To be honest, it looks exactly like me."
Staring at Lester, who had transformed into his likeness, Carlson's eyes were filled with astonishment, not for any other reason, but simply because Lester's transformation was incredibly impressive.
Even he himself couldn't tell the authenticity of the 'Carlson' in front of him.
"Alright, let the show begin."
After confirming everything was ready, Lester rubbed his newly transformed face, then reached out and pulled Carlson beside him, directly stepping onto the flames and flying up.
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At this moment, in the hall on the first underground level, all the wizards were eagerly watching the thick smoke below, hoping to see the figures they wanted to see.
And the fate does not disappoint those who strive; just as the high officials' eyes were about to cry river from staring, the figures of 'Carlson' and 'Werewolf' broke through the smoke and appeared right in front of everyone.
Thud!
Lester casually threw the transformed Carlson, who looked like a werewolf, onto the ground in the hall, while he slowly descended through the air.
"This weakling has already been subdued by me; his strength is average, just relying on the intimidation of the flames," Lester expressionlessly approached 'Werewolf', calmly acting the part.
A powerful dark wizard who could take down most of the Ministry of Magic and even brutally kill the head of the Auror office was, in Carlson's words, merely of average strength—just how strong was Carlson really?
Moreover, comparing the appearances of both sides in battle, the current werewolf looked ashen, his prison outfit had turned into rags, and he was covered in dust and dirt, appearing utterly destitute.
And Carlson? Dressed in a sharp Auror cloak, spotless, with a calm expression, showing no hint of pride, as if capturing the Dark Lord was merely a trivial matter, not worth boasting about—a complete display of a strong person's demeanor.
Immediately, some Auror colleagues who recognized Carlson wanted to come over and get close to him.
"Carlson, you man, you sure are impressive!" Some Aurors pretended to be familiar with Carlson, wanting to get close to Lester.
For these people, Lester couldn't be bothered to say a word; just a glance, accompanied by a hint of killing intent, nearly scared the pure-blood Auror who wanted to get close to wet himself.
Lester had heard Carlson say before that he had basically no friends in the Auror team, only a few Aurors from Muggle backgrounds would support him that too when it felt necessary, while the rest of the pure-blood Aurors looked down on him.
So, he naturally did not need to show any courtesy to these pure-blood Aurors who despised his subordinate.
After scaring off the pure-blood Auror with a glance, Lester didn't even bother to look at him and directly focused his attention on the high-ranking officials of the Ministry of Magic.
Some might say that pretending to be magnanimous would help Carlson's development in the officialdom.
However, Lester believed that in the magical world, strength is everything. A Carlson who could defeat the Dark Lord didn't need to win over those Aurors who had previously offended him, did he?
Not only would he not generously overlook past grievances, but he also wanted to be petty about it.
Of course, this was not because he wanted to stir up trouble; he did this merely to gain greater benefits, using these few Aurors as a warning to others.
Lester calmly stared at the group of high-ranking officials from the Ministry of Magic, his expression utterly indifferent, his feet seemingly rooted to the ground, showing no desire to move. Similarly, the Ministry officials also focused their attention on Carlson, having no intention of making the first move.
Lester understood what these purebloods were thinking; they merely saw him as an Auror of the Ministry, their subordinate, and naively believed they could control him. How ridiculous.
Looking at the Ministry officials who still wanted to assert control over him, Lester showed disdain and slowly raised his wand at them.
The Ministry officials: "..."
Some of them looked at Carlson's slowly raised wand in terror, including Minister Smith, and all the high-ranking officials of the Ministry panicked.
Wait! Didn't that group of pureblood Aurors just say that Carlson was a well-meaning fool, and that showing a little goodwill would allow them to manipulate him?
Why did it seem now that he was ready to raise his wand and kill them at the slightest disagreement?
[Ding! Gained fear value from Ministry officials +120]
[Ding! Gained fear value from Ministry officials +145]
[Ding! Gained fear value from Ministry officials +123]
[...]
Instantly, Lester gained scattered fear values.
Looking up at Carlson, who was about to aim his wand at them, Minister Smith finally couldn't sit still. He was the first to step forward, actively walking toward Carlson.
At the same time, the other Ministry officials saw their superior move and no longer held back. They wiped their cold sweat and closely followed the minister toward Carlson.
If Carlson were a good person like Dumbledore, these high-ranking officials could still pressure him into serving them.
However, looking at Carlson's demeanor, he didn't seem like a good person at all!
Although they were all high-ranking officials of the Ministry, they were all the type to bully the weak and fear the strong. As soon as Carlson showed strength, they would unconsciously soften.
Conversely, if Lester had approached them first, his momentum would have weakened, and they would have taken the upper hand.
So, while it seemed like a simple matter of who moved first, just this invisible confrontation had already allowed Lester to gain the upper hand over the Ministry officials.
Next, it was time to reap the benefits!
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