The Harry Potter Show Teaser

Chapter 232 The Sword and the Search

"You see how much your master cares about you, the most loyal servant." Weiss said to Barty Crouch, whose hair and eyebrows were burned off standing outside the cell door: "He came in person. Let me out quickly! "

"No, Kabrev, I think it's good for you to stay here." Voldemort looked condescendingly at Wes, who was lying in the sun.

"No, no, no, at least there is no decent food here." Weiss sat up and spread his hands, and with his movements, the wound on his arm burst open, and blood immediately began to splatter.

"I will release you with great mercy. You have to go to France to get the key for me again. Can you do it?" Voldemort stretched his arms, admiring his wand against the faint sunlight, and said indifferently with.

"Then keep me here." Weiss lay down again, stretched out his arm with a long scar and shook it and said, "Don't worry about me, you are busy with your conquest of the world!"

"It's just Newt Scamander..." Voldemort glanced at Weiss and said disdainfully.

"Well, it would be troublesome for the great Lord Voldemort to send other greater and more meaningless wizards there, and I can even give it to you as a castle." Weiss raised his head slightly, looking at Voldemort from the corner of his eye: " I have no problem with you going by yourself, but I believe that you will definitely see those wizards here."

"Come out, Kabrev." Voldemort was not surprised by Wise's answer, and ordered his men to open Wise's cell.

"Hey, why did you let me out again?" Weiss stood up and looked at Voldemort outside the door with raised eyebrows.

"That's because, Kabrev, you are very important to me." Voldemort smiled sinisterly, and then said mysteriously: "Also, I received a very interesting message, you will definitely Very interested."

"What news? My Golden Gallon is ready?" Weiss said with great interest.

"...Of course, but this is not the place to talk." Voldemort walked out of Azkaban first with a wave of his robe after being silent for a while.

...Malfoy Manor...

"Mr. Kabrev, this is your wand." Lucius walked over and handed back his wand to Wes just after he took a shower and changed into a set of wizard robes given to him by Narcissa.

"Oh, thank you so much, I would have forgotten if you didn't tell me." Weiss took it casually, and inserted it back into his waist without even looking at it.

"Master is waiting for you in the hall." Lucius looked at the bandage on Weiss's arm and said, "Mr. Kabrev, do you need some white fresh, it's still oozing blood."

"No, just let him get better naturally." Weiss shook his arms indifferently and walked towards the hall.

"Cabrev, come, come back for your safety, let's have a drink." Weiss had just arrived in the hall when he saw a glass of wine floating in front of him, and on the long table at the other end of the hall, Voldemort held the glass far I gestured.

"This is really great. You have to know that I can't drink openly at Hogwarts." Weiss raised his eyebrows and said, then took the glass and raised it far away: "For my safe return." After finishing speaking He raised his head and drank it, then narrowed his eyes, smacked his mouth twice and said, "This wine..."

Lucius' hand behind him reached for his cane, and he pulled out a wand with a little force, with a nervous expression on his face.

"...The taste is really weird, but it seems to be very strong, I feel a little dizzy..." Weiss looked at the residual wine on the wall of the goblet in front of his eyes, and was full of admiration.It was a bit strange to hear the rustling sound from behind, so I looked back and saw the scene where Lucius pulled out his wand: "Patriarch Lucius, why are you so nervous? The wand is actually hidden in the walking stick, what a surprise! Unexpected approach."

"... Kabrev... Is this wine good?" Voldemort's eyes seemed to be shining, and he asked slowly.

"The taste is a bit weird, but it's delicious, but it's a bit high. I'm afraid it will be poured after a few more glasses. Where did this wine come from?" Weiss ignored Lucius' embarrassed smile, and walked two steps forward to the long man in the hall. table, sat across from Voldemort, and looked at him from a distance.

"...Don't you have anything to say? About this trip to France?" Voldemort ignored Weiss' question and asked slowly.

"Is there? Didn't Barty Crouch Jr. tell you everything in prison?" Weiss asked suspiciously, and then clapped his hands, suddenly realizing: "You want me to draw a map for you, right?"

"...No, it's okay, I will get that thing myself after I conquer the wizarding world." Voldemort narrowed his eyes and waved his hand.

"Well, it's up to you." Weiss shrugged and asked with interest: "In the cell, do you have any news that would interest me? And where is my Jin Gallon?"

"...Lucius, give him a key." Voldemort gestured to Lucius, and then Wes saw Lucius take out a small silver ring with at least 4~5 keys on it.

"It's all full?" Weiss took the key from Lucius, but kept his eyes on the silver ring in his hand.

"Yes, Mr. Kabrev." Lucius quickly put away the silver ring and looked at Weiss with a dry smile.

"It's really stingy, and I won't be short of anything if I look at it." Weiss muttered, but his eyes kept looking at the waist where he was holding the keys.

"Hehe, because of Ms. Bass's style, it has been passed down from generation to generation in our family and is engraved in our hearts." Lucius continued to laugh dryly, keeping the key ring more secretive.

"..." Weiss rolled his eyes and looked back at Voldemort: "So, what about the news?"

"No hurry, I need to find out whether the news is true or not, you can go to rest first." Voldemort said with his eyes still squinted.

"You called me over just to let me have a glass of wine?" Weiss scratched his head and left with a confused expression.

"Winky, come here." Voldemort called out the house elf Winky just after Weese left, and pointed directly at Weese's goblet to Winky who had just appeared: "Drink it."

"Yes." The house elf shrank and said, took the goblet tremblingly, and drank the remaining liquid in it.

"Crack" accompanied by the shattering of the goblet in free fall, Shining stood there in a trance, motionless.

"Where's Barty Crouch?" Voldemort asked casually, rubbing his goblet.

"The master is dead now, only the little master is left. The little master has extensive burns all over his body and is resting." Shining said with a blank expression while tears were streaming from his eyes.

"Lucius, is there something wrong with his wand?" Voldemort closed his eyes and asked casually, "Has anyone modified it?"

"No problem, master." Lucius responded quickly.

"Really..." Voldemort pondered, crossing his hands and fingers on his chest, closing his eyes as if he was asleep.

……

"I have received news that Karkaroff of Durmstrang is going to use coercive means to control your mudblood female friend in order to learn about you." Voldemort looked at the man who was eating and drinking in front of him. Weiss said: "Are you angry when you hear this news? Don't worry, the great Dark Lord has found his hiding place for you. Do you need to tell you so that you can take revenge?"

"Angry? Huh..." Weiss sneered, stopped eating and raised his eyebrows to look at Voldemort: "Don't say it's for my sake, you're just trying to clean up the traitors, 'Karkaroff' as far as I know , he is also a Death Eater." Weiss looked at Voldemort's pair of snake eyes opposite him, and said with disdain: "If he really has the ability to snatch people from the old man, he won't have to hide."

"So, Kabrev, will you go? For your Mudblood friend..." Voldemort stared at Wes, his long fingers stroking the wand.

"If you ask," Weiss shrugged: "I can take a trip, but I need someone to lead the way, and I refuse to use a broomstick as a means of travel."

"Of course, you can wait in the hall now." Voldemort waved his wand, and a gorgeous long sword with a scabbard flew towards Wess: "This is the reward for this operation."

"You actually paid me in advance. It seems that this time I'm afraid it won't be difficult." Weiss took the long sword, flipped it over and looked at the various gems on the scabbard, and finally pulled out another section and glanced at it. Hanman's sword: "It's a beautiful sword. I have to ask Lucius how he hid his wand in the cane. You're not in such a hurry, are you?"

"No, I'll let Lucius go with you."

"He's alone this time? Also, I remember Draco coming back soon?"

"only one."

…20 minutes later…

"Who has changed?" Weiss asked after drinking the compound potion that Lucius handed over, looking at the middle-aged wizard who appeared in the mirror.

"The head of the Parkinson family." Lucius looked at the man who looked like an old friend but still sounded like Wess and said, "He has something to do recently and won't show up. Besides, Mr. Kabrev, his voice It's a little low, if you're not used to it, you don't have to speak, and I'll be in charge of communicating with the Ministry of Magic."

"Well, is that so?" Weiss said with a different tone, but then quickly said: "You better come, this is really a waste of voice."

"Okay, then we are ready to go." Lucius looked at the gorgeous sword that had been refitted on Weiss' waist and said, "If you can, please put this sword away."

"No, I don't have any stretch bags anymore, and the old man has searched all the stretch bags." Weiss spread his hands and said.

"Although I know that my request is very impolite, can you give me the sword for safekeeping?" Lucius looked at Weiss, thought for a while and said, "Of course, it doesn't matter if it's inconvenient."

"Do you have a stretch bag? I'll leave it to you, and I'll give it to me when I get there." Weiss untied the sword and handed it over indifferently, saying casually.

"Please leave it to me, Mr. Kabrev. The destination we will go to this time through the Ministry of Magic is: Scandinavia." Lucius was a little dazed at Weiss's straightforwardness, but immediately responded It was even more respectful.

…Scandinavia…

In the cold and windy mountains, two figures suddenly appeared, and the younger figure looked around the glacier and snowfield and gave admiration from time to time.

"Is he hiding in such a cold place?" Weiss said, looking at the towering mountains covered in snow, "but the scenery here is really beautiful."

"According to the information obtained by the master, yes. He is hiding in a hut in the far north." Lucius took out two thick cloaks and handed them to Weiss: "The scenery is indeed good, Mr. Kabrev Do you want to bring...Miss Granger?"

"Your master's news is really well-informed." Weiss ignored the second half of Lucius's words, curled his lips and said, "And it's almost timely. I'm afraid wizards from all walks of life have been bribed by him."

"...so the master is omniscient." Lucius looked at Weiss' movements and asked in confusion: "Mr. Kabrev, what are you doing?"

"I'm getting familiar with this sword... Oh, you said this movement, it's just my habit. I'm used to tapping the hilt from time to time." Weiss looked at Lucius and tapped it from time to time. The movement of the sword hilt explained casually, and after he finished speaking, he looked at Lucius: "Speaking of which, ordinary people know that 'eggs can't be put in one basket.' You and Parkinson are both on this side. A few years ago, if something happened, what would Draco and Pansy do in the future?"

"...Master will win." Lucius' face turned pale, and he was silent for a while before he said, "...Even if there is an emergency, I will be the same as ten years ago, safe and sound."

"At that time, do you think that when two children from 'innocent' families get married together, everyone will have no idea?" Weiss said, glancing at Lucius' pale face.

"...Draco is a good boy. If there is such a time, he must be an excellent heir to the Malfoy family." After holding back for a while, Lucius let out a sharp breath and said through gritted teeth.

"Poor Draco." Weiss shook his head and sighed, "Or poor Pansy...well... maybe the poor two..."

"Then what about you, Mr. Kabrev? If that Miss Granger is not careful..." Lucius asked not to be outdone, "But it doesn't matter, you must know that there are many beautiful women in our pure-blood family Yes, they are all very suitable for you..."

"Like Millicent?" Weiss raised his eyebrows in a strong pose, "She's more suitable for Goyle or Crabbe."

"That's special..." Lucius twitched his eyebrows violently and said, "For example, the sisters of the Greengrass family, they are all beautiful and very sensible..."

"You care about the two young girls so much, you have to be careful when Ms. Narcissa cleans you up when you go back." Weiss squinted at the eloquent Lucius and said involuntarily.

"...I love my wife very much." Lucius frowned and said, "Mr. Kabrev, this joke is not funny."

"Really?" Weiss shrugged and asked, "How far do we have to go?"

"I don't know." Lucius raised his left arm and glanced at the Dark Demon logo above, and added, "At least our direction is not wrong."

"It always feels so far away." Weiss sighed: "And the snow here is getting thicker and thicker."

"Sissy prepared a magic carpet for me." Lucius fumbled inside the stretch bag and took out a rolled magic carpet.

"You are so happy." Weiss looked at the neatly rolled magic carpet and said helplessly: "When I go out with my parents, they always forget things."

……

"Which room is it? Is it true or not? It doesn't even have a defensive magic circle?" Weiss looked in the direction of Lucius' finger, and there was a snow-covered white house standing on the hillside. Look for it, I'm afraid it will be ignored in a blink of an eye.

"Hmm..." Seeing the lonely and defenseless room in front of him, Lucius also began to ponder.

"Let's not talk about magic, even the front door is covered with snow, and there is no sign of opening it. Is this kind of place really inhabited?" Weiss still looked at the hut halfway up the mountain with a frown.

"We have to believe in the master's magic." Lucius exposed his left arm. The Dark Mark on it seemed to be burning, bright red and bright, and said with pain: "It is guiding us."

"To be honest, after seeing it so many times, I still think it's ugly." Weiss pouted and said, shaking his head and heading towards the wooden house: "Just trust you again."

With the sound of 'squeak', Weiss pushed open the door, and sure enough, there was no one inside.

"No one." Weiss turned his head and said to Lucius who was advancing vigilantly a few meters away.

"How is it possible?" Lucius ran over with a look of surprise, and searched carefully inside and out, even the well-hidden cellar full of food was turned over, but it was found that The conclusion is still the same as Weiss, this is an empty room.

"What did you do wrong? Can I understand that you and I were exiled by Voldemort?" Weiss looked at Lucius with a puzzled expression.

"..." After hearing Weiss' words, Lucius almost fell on the flat floor. A pair of helpless eyes swept towards Weiss. After taking a deep breath, he said slowly, "Impossible."

"What does the Dark Mark say? Are you sure it's this mountain? This room in front of you?" Weiss shrugged and looked at Lucius' left hand.

"I don't know, I can't locate it as accurately as the master." Lucius shook his head, rolled up his cuffs and sent a little magic power to the Dark Mark, and suddenly the already dark Dark Mark turned blood red again.

"It seems that we still need to move forward." Lucius said while enduring the pain.

"That's it for today, I always feel that something is coming outside." Weiss stopped Lucius's movement to go out, pointed to the dark sky outside the window and said: "The wind element has gone berserk."

"Wind element?" Lucius looked at Weiss' solemn expression in bewilderment, and followed him to look out of the window, but he only heard the howling of the cold wind and large swaths of dark clouds covering the entire mountain range Looking at the scene in front of him, Lucius also stopped his footsteps, and immediately closed the door of the wooden house. After lighting the stove, he opened the cellar to take food out by the light of the fire: "Mr. That's it, let's go tomorrow."

"It's so snowy, I always feel that this hut will be buried by snow, so..." Weiss stood at the window and looked at the weather that had begun to snow heavily, and then looked back to see Lucius taking the snow from the cellar. The basket of apples that came out was stunned, shook his head and continued: "...we don't have to leave tomorrow."

...two weeks later...

"The person I saw the day before yesterday must be Malfoy. Why did he come here...Is he trying to kill me... Well, this place has not been discovered yet, those pure-blood nobles really don't pay attention to a room without traces of magic..." Kaka Love looked at the dark hut in front of him through the window and muttered to himself, while slowly pushing open the door of the hut, while looking back to see if there were any stalkers, he was violently pulled by a hand Into the cabin.

"I've been waiting for you for two weeks." Weiss swung the scabbard and hammered Karkaroff's arm, which had already drawn out the wand quickly, and the wand also slid forward along the inertia.

Karkaroff screamed in an instant, but his reaction was also extremely fast. Enduring the pain of breaking his forearm, he bent down and rushed forward, and stretched out his other intact hand to pick up the fallen things on the ground. wand.

"Swish"

A cold light slid across Karkaroff's fingertips. The sharpness of the sword made Karkaroff subconsciously curl his fingers, but his wand was not so lucky, and it was neatly aligned with the wooden floor. is divided into two.

Just when Karkaroff was about to follow the forward momentum and roll to the side to gain distance, he heard a very familiar voice: "Damn out." Then, he was severely knocked into the air by the curse. on the wooden wall, and was unconscious.

...half an hour later...

"It's fine if you leave some dry food and jerky. What do you mean by leaving a basket of fruit? Tell others that you will be back soon?" Weiss threw a frozen hard apple at the tied Kakalo The husband said: "How many huts have you prepared? You can change places after staying for a few days."

"...6... just a basket of apples..." Karkaroff gasped for breath while enduring the pain of his broken arms, looked at Weiss with a pair of eyes full of horror, and said in a trembling voice: "I didn't Embarrassing that Mudblood... No, I didn't embarrass that Miss Granger!"

"It's as if you have the ability to embarrass yourself, and besides, I'm not the kind of person who would run so far for you." Weiss rolled his eyes at Karkaroff, and moved a blanket near the door to the place already Next to the cool stove, lightly tap the wood in the stove with his left hand, and the orange fire suddenly lit up, and the whole cabin gradually warmed up: "It's just that Voldemort asked me to come and catch you."

"No! You can't! I can't fall into their hands! I will die! Please! Please be merciful! Let me go!" Karkaroff struggled and begged.

"It's useless to beg me, I'm only responsible for finding you and capturing you." Weiss spread his hands and said, "I believe you must have seen Lucius flying around in the other magic cabins outside, why? What to do with you is up to him to decide."

...sunset...

"Mr. Kabrev, didn't you say you should light the stove?" Lucius looked at Weiss with a dark face, a true black face, black and gray face, and platinum blonde hair also looked smoky burnt.

"You see that the stoves are all lit up in the house, and you are going to come in through the chimney?" Weiss glanced at Lucius with an expression of 'are you stupid': "How much do you want to play Santa Claus? I don't know. Not Draco."

"..." Lucius stared helplessly at Weiss, he could only say that this was a habit he had developed in the past two weeks.

"What are you going to do with this piece of bacon?" Weiss said, pointing to Karkaroff who had been hung on the beam by him with a few ropes.

"Igor..." Lucius looked up at Karkaroff playfully, "You should know the consequences of betraying your master, right?"

"Lucius, for the sake of the past, please, I can even hand over all my wealth to you." Karkaroff, who had been silent after being hoisted, said in a trembling voice: " Please let me go, I will never appear in front of you again!"

"Heh, Igor, do you think it's possible?" Lucius sneered, poking Karkaroff's left arm with his cane: "Can you escape?"

Lucius' movement stopped Karkaroff's struggling voice, and his face became paler, and his bloodshot eyes became more protruding.

"The master asked me to take you back, and he will personally punish you for your betrayal." Lucius said slowly, then pulled out the wand from the cane, pointed to Karkaroff and said: "The soul comes out..."

"Wait! Lucius!" Karkaroff's eyes became even redder. He gritted his teeth and said word by word, panting heavily, "Please don't take me to see the black Demon King, kill me! Immediately! Kill me! I will give you all my wealth!"

"Oh? This is really amazing." Lucius smiled sarcastically: "So, where is your wealth?"

"Gringotts," Karkaroff seemed to have used up all his strength in his panting words just now, and now he said feebly: "Just bring my wand."

"Even if it's broken in two?" Lucius asked, looking at the wand that was lying quietly on the ground in two.

"Yes..." Karkaroff said with a downcast expression.

"Mr. Kabrev, please wait a moment, I have to check." Lucius suppressed the excitement in his heart and said in a calm tone.

"Remember to give me some!" Weiss waved his hand, watching Lucius pick up two wands and leave quickly, and then gave a thumbs up to Karkaroff who was hanging in the air: "Pay money to let people Kill yourself, your taste is really unique."

"I don't want life to be worse than death..." Karkaroff said in a dry voice with his head down.

"It's a wise decision." Weiss sat cross-legged by the fire, with the sword on his lap, and after he finished speaking, he silently watched the 'crackling' of the wood burning, and the wooden house fell into an eerie silence.

"Bang Bang~"

The sound of light knocking suddenly sounded, and Karkaroff raised his head numbly, looking at the small door of the wooden house, but the sound of knocking only rang a few times before returning to silence.

"Did you hear someone knocking on the door?" Karkaroff said dryly, "Did Lucius come back? Am I dying?"

"No, your delusion." Weiss pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword, without turning his head, he said directly: "It's just an auditory hallucination before death, don't try to escape."

……

"Igor, I will give you a happy one." Along with the snowstorm, Lucius opened the door and walked in, looking at Karkaroff and whispering.

"Can you restrain your smile?" Weiss rolled his eyes, pointed at Karkaroff who had been put down, and said, "Hurry up and do it."

"Avada Kedavra." Without any hesitation, Lucius took out his wand, and hit Karkaroff with a green light before he could speak.

"Should we hide him for a while?" Weiss pointed to Karkaroff who had fallen to the ground.

"Hide in one of his own rooms, there is a magic circle with a hidden function." Lucius nodded immediately and said, "Master has ordered that his resurrection cannot be made public at present..."

"Then hurry up." Weiss pulled out his wand, cast the levitation spell on Karkaroff's body, and then signaled Lucius to hurry up: "Go back after you're done, it's freezing here."

…three days later, England…

"...Werewolves, Polyjuice Potion, Dark Mark..." Hermione sat at her desk, looking at the draft paper filled with various names and arrow marks written by herself, and said to herself.

"Wes should be with them during the holidays, no, I have to make a phone call to confirm..." Hermione stood up with a pale face, ran downstairs to dial a number, and after waiting for a long time, there was still no one answer.

"Where is Wes now? Why didn't you come back?" Hermione hung up the phone in a daze, walked back to her room silently, looked at the big photo of Wes on the front page of "Daily Prophet" on the table in a daze Preoccupied.

"The Dark Mark Returns, The Escaped Murderer" -- Rita Skeeter.

"I remember, Harry said about his dreams... If that's the case..." Hermione blankly glanced at the scratch paper she wrote over and over again, picked up a ballpoint pen and drew a big big circle on the dreams about Harry. Circle, with a look of horror: "He is back! He has really been resurrected!"

"But, there is no evidence, nothing at all..." Hermione tore up the draft paper she wrote with a pale face, and stared at them blankly: "Wes, what the hell are you..."

"Should I inform Harry..." Just when Hermione was hesitating, Hedwig appeared beside her bed, holding a letter firmly.

"...I was dreaming about Voldemort again, and he got a big bag of Galleons, and he seemed very happy, although I'm not sure Galleons alone would make him that happy, could it?" Harry wrote in the letter I saw that there were big balls of ink behind, as if I didn’t know how to write with the pen, the ink was dripping from the quill pen, and only at the end was written in tiny characters: “Give him the Galleon, it’s Weiss And Lucius Malfoy. Maybe I'm thinking too much, he can't be with Voldemort, can't he? Please reply me as soon as possible as Hedwig, Wes has contacted you. --Your good friend, Harry Porter"

Hermione stared blankly at the letter in front of her, and after waving Hedwig to fly away, she ran downstairs and made another call. While taking a deep breath to adjust her mood, she waited for the call to be connected, when a familiar male voice came from the phone. Afterwards, Hermione said in an extremely calm tone: "Harry, I'm Hermione, listen to me..." She covered the microphone, took a deep breath before continuing, "Wes didn't contact Although I have no evidence, I suspect that that person has been resurrected, and Weiss, he, he may also be with that person."

(End of this chapter)