The Harry Potter Show Teaser
Chapter 237
Chapter 237
"It's almost time for Harry Potter's trial to start. Would you consider taking advantage of this to get Harry Potter out of Hogwarts?" Weiss chewed on the barbecue and said vaguely: "He wants to In the outside world, after school starts, the old man won't have the chance to watch him every day."
"On the premise that Dumbledore is a witness?" Voldemort elegantly held a glass of red wine, savoring it carefully: "You seem to care?"
"If the old man doesn't show up at the trial, then he won't be able to be a witness. Anyway, it's like this on our side. If it can't be 'not showing up', then it's okay to be 'late'!" Weiss said casually, and then He picked up a piece of toast with his oily hands, dipped it in barbecue sauce and took a big bite: "I care? If someone hadn't asked a platinum blonde to tell me a few days ago, I almost forgot about it."
"Then it's better to let Potter be 'late' too." Voldemort squinted his eyes and looked at Weiss' rude action with disgust: "Let him leave Hogwarts forever in the future."
"There is no defendant in the court?" Weiss was stunned, and pointed a thumb at Voldemort: "Interesting idea! What a clever idea! Let me think about it... Yes! Let Little Barty bring more people to get some Disturbance, transfer the wizards of the Order of the Phoenix away, or just show up somewhere to attract the old man. Then let Lucius and the others block the time for the owl to deliver the opening statement in the Ministry of Magic, for example: 10 minutes before the hearing is notified Category."
"Hmm..." Voldemort continued to shake the red wine in his hand, looking at the wine-red traces it left on the glass wall, pondering.
"...Are you thinking...to take the opportunity to get that thing from the Ministry of Magic?" Weiss looked at Voldemort's contemplation, rolled his eyes and asked.
"... Kabrev, you are really smart." Voldemort opened his slightly closed eyes, and stared at Wes with a pair of snake pupils: "How do you know?"
"You said it during the meeting. Although I was 'in a daze' at the time, I still heard it." Weiss spread his hands and said, "Didn't Lucius slip up?"
"...I want to find something in the Ministry of Magic. I don't know where it is. Can you think of a way?" Voldemort was silent for a while, but he didn't have any intention of pursuing it after speaking.
"Find something that doesn't know where or what it is... This is really an interesting question..." Weiss wiped his hands, looked at the grease still on it and said, "Guess, does the old man know?" Where is that thing that is so important to you?"
"With Dumbledore's nature, he knows." Voldemort answered Weiss directly without hesitation.
"That's simple, we don't want to look for things, we look for someone, a member of the Order of the Phoenix, the old man will definitely arrange for one or several members of the Order of the Phoenix to look after it 24 hours a day..." Weiss stopped at this point Come down, stretch out your hands to Voldemort: "Let's do a 'clean up', it's too greasy..."
"..." The veins on Voldemort's hairless bald head bulged violently, throbbing violently with his heavy breathing.
"Okay, then I'll go wash up, you wait for me?" Weiss raised his eyebrows helplessly seeing Voldemort's expression, stood up and prepared to walk towards the bathroom.
"Winky! Come here!" Voldemort stomped his feet, and a house-elf suddenly appeared in front of him with a bent body, and ordered without waiting for her to speak: "Clean him up!"
"I have to say, it's really convenient." Weiss admired the hands that became clean with just a snap of the fingers.
"Kablev! Continue the topic just now!" Voldemort interrupted Weiss's admiration loudly, and looked in disgust at the direction where the house elf had disappeared.
"Oh, I just said... oh, yes, the old man will send someone to take care of it." Weiss touched his chin with one hand and knocked on the dining table with one hand, and said slowly: "The previous plan remains the same, and Barty Jr. will still cause commotion, but This time, let him cause riots in multiple places at the same time, so that both the Order of the Phoenix and the Aurors can be activated, so that the wizards who are still staying in the Department of Mysteries are obvious, and in the end it only needs Lucius to bring a few people in to find them. That person and hold off the Minister of Magic."
"Department of Mysteries..." Voldemort repeated the word, staring darkly at Wes.
"Don't look at me like that, the only thing you can't find is in that place." Weiss also poured himself a glass of red wine, tasting it slowly like Voldemort.
"...Kabrev, I have to say, you are really a kid that people can't like." Voldemort pondered for a long time, and left the table with these words.
…August 8th…
"Ms. Narcissa, are you in charge of watching me today?" Weiss asked Narcissa who was sitting quietly watching him practice sword during the early morning training break.
"Yes." Narcissa responded bluntly, then glanced nervously at the window on the top floor and whispered: "Last night he called Draco to go up, I asked Draco, but he just said 'very ordinary Chatting, caring about my life at Hogwarts.'”
"You want me to guess what he will let Draco do, don't you?" Weiss looked at the nervous woman in front of him with some amusement.
"Yes." Narcissa whispered, while looking at the window on the top floor from time to time: "Although I have thought about it, I think it is better to ask Mr. Kabrev, after all, you have always said precise."
"Since you believe my reasoning so much, let me tell you my opinion. I don't think Voldemort has any plans to hit Draco at the moment, as long as your husband is still working under him, and he is doing very It's important." Weiss also glanced at the window on the top floor, shook his head slightly and said, "However, he might want to make an idea of Hogwarts, after all, you know that there is always a lack of a professor there."
"Then..." Narcissa said eagerly again, but was interrupted by Weiss: "As long as the old man is still in Hogwarts, it is the safest place, but if you want to transfer Draco now Go to Durmstrang or other schools, I can only say, it's too late, don't let him have reason to doubt your family for no reason."
"...Thank you..." Narcissa responded in a low voice, and then said loudly: "Mr. Kabrev, do you want honey tea? I'll get someone to prepare it right away." Then she nodded to Weiss quickly He walked towards the big house, but when he passed Weiss, he saw the expansion bag placed aside, he paused, and then lowered his voice and said to Weiss: "I prepared this material, but it is the magic spell he released. .”
"Thank you so much, Ms. Narcissa." Weiss squinted at the stretch bag that Narcissa touched with her toes, nodded, and responded loudly.
……
"Are you going to the Ministry of Magic, Kabrev?" When Wes was taking a leisurely bath and eating breakfast, Voldemort came down and said a question in a commanding tone.
"...Why don't you go? Could it be that after staying in the house for a long time, you feel insecure when you go out to crowded places?" Weiss squinted at Voldemort who was walking down the stairs.
"Today is the case of our 'savior' Harry Potter." Voldemort ignored Weiss' teasing, and sat at the top of Weiss's table: "You must be very eager to go to the giant's solicitation so quickly. Let's see."
"I don't want to, but I will go if you ask. I have to say that the Ministry of Magic has done a very good job, and it has done everything you didn't have time to do." Weiss shrugged and shook his head.Then he raised his eyebrows and asked with interest: "May I ask our great Voldemort, what do you think of this matter?"
"What do you think?" Voldemort glanced at Wes, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up: "You sit in the gallery and watch, and then, you have to tell me who the white wizard arranged for in the Ministry of Magic."
"Catch it? By the way, I asked Lucius recently, and he said that there are some wizards called 'Silent Men'..." Weiss grabbed a piece of bread and stood up: "If I can't catch If you come to the Order of the Phoenix, I will catch a Reticent Man and bring him back, anyway, I believe in your incantation level of instigating."
"That's right, but your Occlumency is even stronger." Voldemort nodded approvingly, then glanced at Weiss and said, "I can't see through it at all."
"When you communicate with a real demon king and want to use its power, you have to make sure that you are you, not its container." Weiss shrugged and replied, then scratched his head Mouth: "However, to me, the real devil is really nothing, the light element is considered powerful..."
"If, you become it..." Voldemort continued to ask with great interest.
"Hehe, do you want to rule the magical world where you are the only one?" Weiss responded with a dry smile, "I know you are immortal, but you are the only one who is immortal."
"This is really interesting magic." While talking, Voldemort pulled out his wand and quickly made a move in the air, and a bottle of potion that Wes was very familiar with appeared in front of him.
"Speaking of which, can't you use the Illusion Curse for me? The broken potion he made is so hard to drink, and he dares to call himself the 'Master of Potions'..." Weiss frowned and looked at the potion in front of him. Yao: "Who has this become?"
"The magic fluctuations of the Disillusionment Curse cannot hide from the detection magic of the Ministry of Magic." Voldemort stared at Weiss with a pair of snake eyes, and said with an exaggerated smile: "However, the great Lord Voldemort can also do the same now. , see through all falsehood!"
"...Well, although it hurts you a bit, I still have to say that the reason why the snake's eyes can see through transparent things has been researched by those Muggle scientists. It's called a kind of infrared light, and it's nothing special. It's worth showing off." After being silent for a while, Weiss decided to tell the truth, although he would definitely hit the wizard in front of him, maybe he would pull out his wand and cast a killing curse on himself in an instant...
However, seeing Voldemort's constipated expression, Weiss said, it was worth it!
"..." The smile on the corner of Voldemort's mouth froze. He looked at Wes, who had drawn out his wand and looked alert, and said nothing for a long while.
After a long silence, Voldemort spoke:
"Shut up! Kabrev!"
"Also! You are such a stinky brat that no one can like! Hurry up and find Lucius!"
...Ministry of Magic, Main Hall...
"Mr. Bird, are you going to work today?" Lucius, who was chatting with a wizard, was patted on the shoulder by a wizard, and turned around in doubt to see an unexpected person appearing behind him.
"..." Bode didn't speak, but waved to Lucius, who had panicked eyes, and signaled Lucius to come with him.
Lucius frowned quickly, but when he turned around, he had already returned to his calm appearance. He quickly said something to a wizard beside him and followed quickly, with his palms on him. On his own cane, where his wand was hidden.
After the two reached a corner with few people, Lucius narrowed his eyes, frowned, and asked in a calm but quick tone: "Bode, you should rest today!"
"Lucius, don't be too nervous, it's me." Weiss' voice sounded, looking at Lucius' fingers with bruised veins because he was grasping the cane, he pointed to himself and said, "Don't use the wand, quickly and quickly!" Briefly describe this wizard."
"Mr. Kabrev?" Lucius was surprised for a moment, quickly glanced left and right, and said softly when he found no one was paying attention, "Broderick Bird, the Silent Man."
"The Silent Man? Voice? Habit?" Weiss frowned and asked in doubt, "Are you sure he won't show up today?"
"Sure." Lucius thought for a while and replied, "It's more melancholic."
"Is that so?" Weiss rubbed his throat and said, his tone changed.
"Yes, there is no problem for those who are not familiar with it at all." Lucius nodded quickly.
"Okay, what's the plan?" Weiss continued to ask in a low voice.
"Fudge is more worried about Dumbledore than expected. He not only changed the time, but also changed the courtroom." Lucius frowned and looked towards the apparition area, where several wizards appeared from time to time.
"Is it not allowed to watch?" Weiss was a little speechless.
"Yes, non-case wizards are not allowed to watch." Lucius nodded quickly and slightly.
"It seems that I'm going directly to the Department of Mysteries? When did Little Barty start planning?" Weiss clicked his tongue twice, and gloated in a low voice: "It's not a good show!"
"Ten o'clock." Lucius said anxiously, "But Harry's trial is at eight o'clock."
"...Is it past 7 o'clock now? Fudge is such a coward." Weiss was silent for a while and cursed: "Can you tell him?"
"I've already notified him, but I just don't know..." Before Lucius finished speaking, he heard a familiar voice calling him from behind.
"Lucius, he is coming, can I trouble you to take a few steps forward to block him?" Weiss saw Fudge approaching with bright eyes behind Lucius, and quickly said to Lucius: "I I'm not sure if the Auror next to him has the possibility of seeing me."
"Well, leave it to me." Lucius responded simply and quickly, turned his head and walked towards Fudge with a warm smile, and took a special elevator with him to leave the main hall first.
At the same time, Weiss pretended not to see Fudge and stood in front of the elevator, turned around and faced the golden grille door for a while before it opened automatically.
"Main hall." Accompanied by a mechanical cold female voice, a fat witch walked out holding a goblet that was smoking. Weiss turned sideways to make way for her large body, and then, He saw two familiar people appear in the smoky elevator.
"...Good morning, Arthur." Weiss said to the anxious red-haired wizard after he walked into the elevator and was silent for a while.
"Hello, Bode, I'm in a hurry." Mr. Weasley hammered the button on the ninth floor vigorously.
"Oh, really..." Weiss held back a smile, stared at Harry without blinking, and said slowly when Harry flinched and hid behind Mr. Weasley: "It does look like that Woolen cloth."
Harry shrank his neck from being stared at, and when he was about to ask aloud, Weiss spoke again, using the same melancholy and deep Bode's voice, but speaking a little faster: "Oh, I know You, I read about you in the book, Harry Potter..."
"Yes, yes, everyone knows he is Harry Potter!" Just when Harry felt the words sound familiar, Mr. Weasley's voice sounded again, interrupting the wizard's words, but his tone was Still so anxious.
"..." Weiss didn't make another sound, because he heard the mechanical cold female voice: "Department of Mysteries."
"Go! Harry! We've got to run!" urged Mr. Weasley as the lift doors clattered open.
Then he yanked Harry past him and rushed out of the elevator first, and they rushed down a corridor.This corridor is completely different from the corridors above, the walls are empty, there are no doors or windows, but there is a simple black door at the end of the corridor, Harry thought they would go through this door, but Wes Mr. Lay took him by the arm and pulled him to the left, where a gap led to a staircase.
"Come down with me! The deep elevators won't get there!" Mr. Weasley urged. "We have to race against time!"
"Okay, sir." When Harry followed Mr. Weasley to the old stairs, he cast a mysterious glance back at the wizard who had been staring at him in the elevator.
The wizard was also watching him, walking unhurriedly towards the corridor without windows and doors. Just as Harry was about to turn his head to look at the stairs, he spotted a snow-white reflection from the corner of his eye. He's a jerk.
"Dagger!" Harry didn't know how his brain had this concept, because it was just a reflection, but he firmly believed in his heart that the wounds that had healed on his body were also stinging, so he slowed down , with his head stretched back and his neck tilted back, he wanted to take a closer look at the wizard, but the wizard was still walking in this direction at a slow pace, with his hands naturally under the large wizard robe. It was very obvious that there was no 'dagger' in his mind in the two slender fingers, and when the wizard passed by the corridor, he turned and went in.
"Maybe it's because the court is about to start, and I'm under too much pressure, so I read it wrong?" Harry blinked his eyes twice, but before he could think carefully, Mr. Weasley's urging voice from downstairs sounded again, causing him to Had to drop everything and head down quickly.
...the Department of Mysteries...
When Weiss walked slowly into the passage, he didn't notice anything wrong at first.But after the loud elevator left this floor, he heard heavy breathing.
Harry and Mr. Weasley had already gone downstairs, and the echo of their footsteps could hardly be heard, so he should be the only one on this floor, but this heavy breathing sound came from a dark corner of.
"Who's there! Come out quickly!" Weiss narrowed his eyes, pulled out his wand in a fair manner, pointed at the dark corner and said loudly: "The Department of Mysteries does not allow wizards other than the Reticent to visit '!"
"..." In response, he was indeed not talking, but was obviously breathing lightly, and even held his breath a little.
Now Weiss felt more relieved, you know, he, Bode, is a serious silent man of the Ministry of Magic.So Weiss continued to shout with a loud voice: "If you don't show up again, I will default you as an intruder and cast a curse on you!" As he spoke, the tip of his staff lit up, and at the same time he The voice sounded again, "I'll count to three! One! Two!..."
"No, Bode! It's me!" A square-jawed wizard with thick straw-colored hair opened the figure revealed by the invisibility cloak, and quickly shook his hands to signal Wes not to release the spell.
"...Oh, it's you!" Weiss froze for a moment, said quickly and concisely, extinguished the light on the tip of the wand and put away the wand.
"I have to say that your vigilance is really high, you are worthy of being the silent man!" The wizard said with a sigh, walking towards Weiss as he spoke, and opened his arms as if to give him a hug.
"Wait, someone is coming up!" Weiss reached out his hand to stop the wizard from approaching, listening to the footsteps coming up from downstairs.
"Is it Arthur?" The wizard frowned and listened. When the footsteps were getting closer, he even poked his head out for a look. In an instant, his head retracted, and he said in a very low voice: "It's Malfoy! Could you tell him you're the only one here, please?"
"Okay." Weiss' voice accompanied by a knife in his hand hit his body leaning forward because of looking around.
"Mr. Kabrev, I think you should wait until I arrive before knocking him out." Lucius walked over quickly after hearing the sound of a heavy object falling, just in time to see a warlock fall with a look of astonishment on his face. The action of falling to the ground: "This way it won't look like Barty Crouch Jr. and his gang who are causing riots outside are a bunch of fools."
"What you said really makes sense." Weiss nodded approvingly and said, "I'll turn him over and show you, he seems to know Bode... Although I think this person... is not the silent man..." Weiss Turning the wizard over, he looked up and down at the fainted man in the corner and said, "The Silencer shouldn't be shrinking in such a dark corner..."
"He's Sturgis Podmore, and he's actually a member of the Order of the Phoenix." Lucius said, frowning at the man in front of him.
"Oh, it's the Order of the Phoenix, okay, take him out!" Weiss waved his hand at Lucius and said casually, "I'll go in and see what's inside."
"Take it out? Me?" Lucius said in surprise, "Did the master not tell you his arrangement?"
"Is it not you or me? Do you think Voldemort can tell me something?" Weiss pouted and said, "I didn't even tell me the target information of my transformation."
The two stared at each other for a while, and Weiss tentatively asked in this awkward atmosphere: "Why don't you try Dementionment?"
"My insanity is not as profound as the master's." Lucius shook his head quickly, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Why don't you, Mr. Kabrev, wait a moment, I'll inform Crabbe and Goyle, they could have carried him away."
"...The main hall is full of wizards. It's too conspicuous if you do it like this." Weiss shook his head and said, "But we can get a big wooden box, wrap him in an invisibility cloak, and put him in it. If someone checks it, they will say it is your new collection or new decoration, and then ask those two guys to help you carry it back to Malfoy Manor."
"Well, that's the only way, Mr. Kabrev, please watch him here for a while, I'll call them over." Malfoy nodded in response.
"Well, bring a piece of rope by the way, it's too obvious to use magic in the Ministry of Magic." Weiss stretched out his hand and gestured for the length he wanted: "Two or three meters is enough."
...Malfoy Manor...
"Given your talent, is it difficult to obtain the mind?" Voldemort looked at the wooden box in the hall that looked like a big coffin.
"First of all, it's easy to kidnap him, and second, I didn't move it. Then, when it comes to Dementor, it's as if any of you taught me." Weiss opened the 'coffin lid' and took his two handles from inside. He took the sword out of it and put it away by category: "Speaking of which...what is this person's name?...Forget it, it doesn't matter, anyway, my suggestion is not to kill him."
"Oh? You are actually caring about a member of the Order of the Phoenix?" Voldemort looked at the wizard in the 'coffin' with great interest. He was struggling in horror a second ago, but the moment he saw Voldemort, he doubled his eyes. Eyes wide open, motionless.
"Your Imperius Curse is so powerful, let him go to the Department of Mysteries to try it after you get the information, who knows if there will be any danger in it, and by the way, it can also slightly damage the old man's prestige." Weiss raised his eyebrows and looked at Voldemort. : "Don't tell me you haven't thought about it."
"Yeah..." Voldemort replied casually, still staring into Sturgis' eyes.
"Anyway, that's the suggestion." Weiss shrugged and said casually, then looked at Voldemort with raised eyebrows: "Is the structure in the Department of Mysteries consistent with what Bode told you? Don't you want to confirm? Or , do you completely trust the silent man?"
"Huh?" Voldemort looked up at Wes in doubt, and Wes found that his eyes were shining with magic light at this time.
"This guy, you know Bode, a Reticent Man known by a wizard of the Order of the Phoenix. Are you sure you're not the old man's trap?" Weiss pointed at Sturgis Podmore lying in the 'coffin', completely ignoring him. The magic of Voldemort's eyes.
"Really, it looks like I have to take a good look at his memory." Voldemort frowned, then laughed mockingly, lowered his head again, and looked directly at Sturgis, who was wide-eyed but distracted. Podmore.
"..." Weiss glanced at Sturgis Podmore who was silently opening and closing his mouth, turned and walked out of the hall.
…12 Grimmauld Place…
"Originally this was the ancestral home of the Black family, but since this year's vacation, I have donated it as the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix." Sirius casually explained to Hermione who was beside him while looking at the door: "But Molly seems to think this place is still too dirty..."
"Actually, I can also help..." Hermione eagerly said, "But..."
"But no matter what you pick up, Kreacher will be the first to 'clean' your target." With a cloth hanging from his chin, Ron took advantage of Mrs. Weasley to clean up the second floor, ready to be lazy for a while.
"The house-elf should have been doing this. If I didn't think he was too old, this place would have been spotless." Sirius shook his head and said, "Just like Dobby who came to help, that's an excellent one." House-elf."
"So I should help." Hermione writhed like a thorn in the chair.
"You just sit here, Kreacher will keep us busy." Ron pointed at a curtain full of holes and said, "Like that curtain, it was almost burned by it."
"However, logically speaking, as a Muggle wizard, Kreacher shouldn't take care of you like this..." Sirius stroked the stubble on his chin and said doubtfully, "Did you see him treat Nymphadora?" attitude, she is still half and half."
"Because she smells of Wes, Kreacher said she would repay Wes." Ginny walked over panting while pulling down the handkerchief covering her mouth and nose, and explained when she saw Sirius' puzzled gaze: "After Kreacher burned the curtains, Hermione and I asked about it. That's what he said at the time, and I didn't understand the specifics."
"Ginny, what are you doing down here? No work?" Ron stepped aside from his chair, letting Ginny sit down and have a good rest.
"Mom asked me to tell you to go up to work." Ginny pointed to the ceiling and pushed Ron upstairs: "We take turns to rest!"
"The smell of Wes?" Sirius turned to look at Hermione, sniffed, and smelled nothing but dust.
"Well, at first I thought Kreacher was talking about the two stretch bags Wes gave me." Hermione blushed at Sirius' action, and quickly pointed to the two stretch bags at her waist.
"Obviously not. Didn't I bring them to work yesterday? Kreacher didn't react at all." Ginny gulped down a glass of water, and shook her head quickly when she heard Hermione's words: "Then you If you do it, Kreacher still flew over."
"Well, so I don't know." Hermione still blushed and defended: "Anyway, it's definitely not what you think!"
"Really? But it's a good thing not to work anyway." Ginny stretched her ten fingers up in front of Hermione: "You smell it, it smells like detergent!"
"Huh? Harry is back!" Sirius ignored the two girls who were starting to fight, and suddenly stood up and walked to the door, and pushed the door open. Harry paused when he was about to pull the door open. Seeing Sirius' concerned gaze, he grinned and said, "I'm not guilty!"
"I knew it!" Sirius waved his fist in the air excitedly: "Come in! I'll notify Molly! Let's celebrate!"
Harry was even happier watching Sirius rush upstairs, and walked into the room with a smile on his lips until he saw Hermione.In an instant, Harry's face became very exciting, and he yelled out in a jerk: "That sentence! That reflection! He's Wes!" Then he covered his mouth with a slam, and looked at him worriedly. Hermione.
"You said you saw Wes?" Hermione's face remained unchanged, and she was even slightly happy.
Harry blinked his eyes a few times and looked at Hermione suspiciously. In his and Ron's minds, they thought that Hermione would be the same as Wes when he just disappeared. As long as he heard the news of Wes, his expression would be depressed and his face would be pale.
"Why... Aren't you worried about him?" Harry asked directly with the attitude of asking if he had any doubts.
"Why should I worry? Calculate the time, he is safe now, didn't he burn a street last time, I believe him!" Hermione also asked in doubt, then shook her head, and said more seriously: "You said You saw Weiss in the Ministry of Magic? How do you know it's his, you know it's very simple to transform into him in the magic world!"
Harry scratched his head, not understanding what Hermione was thinking, but seeing Ron and the twins coming down from the second floor, he had to skip this question, and said directly to several people: "Although he became someone else at the time, but I'm sure it was him, because he said a word!"
"What?" Hermione asked, frowning.
"'I know you, I read about you, Harry Potter.'" Harry imitated Wes' tone and said, "If I hadn't seen you, I wouldn't have remembered! So, it must be him! "
"...Well, that might indeed be what I said." Hermione curled her lips and nodded.
"Yes, then he took out the dagger and dazzled my eyes with the reflection." Harry covered his face and said in frustration, "I didn't think it was him at the time..."
"Then why did he go to the Ministry of Magic? He pretended to be someone else?" Ron stood on the stairs and said doubtfully, "He was with that person in the last battle on the street!"
"Can we guess that it was the person who ordered Wes to do something, but since that's the case, why did Wes remind you..." Hermione frowned and said, but she was beaten by Ginny before she finished speaking. Cut off: "Hermione, are you thinking too much? With Wes's personality, he found that Harry didn't recognize him, so he would definitely tease Harry."
"...Ginny, what you said really makes sense." Harry opened his mouth, nodded helplessly after a while and said, "I'll go up and tell Sirius about Wes."
"Wait a minute, he just drove us down, let's not disturb him for now." Ron said shaking his head.
"Why?" Harry asked in bewilderment.
"It seems that there is something wrong with his brother's brooch. He just kept clutching his own brooch." Ron squinted his eyes and recalled.
"What are you doing standing on the stairs! Go down! Go down! We have to hold a banquet for Harry's acquittal! The hall needs to be decorated!" Sirius' voice sounded at this time, and he still smiled: "I have to call Le James and others are coming together!"
"Sirius, I just saw Wes at the Ministry of Magic!" Harry said quickly when he saw Sirius.
"Weiss? Don't worry about that kid, today's protagonist is you!" Sirius subconsciously touched the locket on his chest and paused, but quickly changed the topic: "Hold a banquet!"
...the next day, Malfoy Manor...
"How about my suggestion?" Weiss looked at Voldemort sitting on the long table again, as if he was going to have another meeting: "A meeting again?"
"Why, Kabrev, you don't seem to like meetings very much?" Voldemort said, sitting in the upper seat with leisure.
"If you stay with a group of guys with low IQ for a long time, it's easy to lose your IQ." Weiss rolled his eyes and said, "And in the final analysis, only you are the Dark Lord, Voldemort."
"...So, what is your suggestion?" Voldemort asked calmly, his eyes narrowed.
"Find a time when the Aurors and the Order of the Phoenix have to be busy, send people in and experiment." Weiss spread his hands and said.
"I have to... you mean August 8st?" Voldemort's voice became deeper and deeper: "Your plan this time is much simpler than the previous one..."
"I have given up hope for your Death Eaters, they will definitely make mistakes if the plan is too complicated." Weiss sighed and shook his head: "It's better to arrange some simple plans, at least the error tolerance rate is higher .”
"Then why did you set the date on August 8? Did you want to protect your little girlfriend from going to school normally?" Voldemort's tone was still low, his scarlet eyes stared at Wes, and the magic power on his body began to surge.
"August 8st is the day when the little wizards take the train to Hogwarts. On that day, the Ministry of Magic will definitely send most of the Aurors to protect them and maintain order. After all, they are the 'future'... But if you are not satisfied with this One day you can make a high-profile appearance and announce your return, then they will be busier no matter what day." Weiss ignored the fluctuations in the magic power of Voldemort, and calmly shrugged: "Or the whole country is full of dark demons. Tags are fine too. And who are my little girlfriends you said? Rita Skeeter said I have 31 girlfriends!"
"Or, as a wanted man, Kabrev, go and attack Diagon Alley..." Voldemort ignored Weiss's question and said every word in a very casual tone.
"What's there to attack in Diagon Alley? If you want to attack and attack our Minister Fudge!" Weiss rolled his eyes and said angrily: "As long as you send someone to respond, I can fight with them." Play all day."
"Okay, that's it."
"...I'm joking, are you serious?"
"Voldemort never joked."
"Well, I always feel like I got a bad job for myself. I have to give me a few Death Eaters for this matter, and I need to investigate and prepare something."
"Whatever date you want, when they have to be busy."
"This really has the courage of the Dark Lord."
"Kablev, I heard that your family cannot be divined..."
"correct."
"Then what do you think about divination?"
"You also believe in fate? 'Voldemort' and 'Death Eaters'?"
"That's really good."
...August 8, in the early morning, near Fudge's house...
"To be honest, I'm surprised that you said 'science', but you are a good wizard, what are you doing with so many Muggle things?" Barty Crouch Jr. looked at Weiss's waist with disgust. Big and small bags: "Our wizard's potions can completely replace them!"
"Do you want to try this special anesthetic again?" Weiss took out a test tube from his waist, and the transparent liquid inside shook with his hand: "I will never hang you on a tree this time." It's on, well, I have to say, your underwear last time was very trendy."
"..." Barty Crouch Jr. couldn't help shrinking back when he heard the words, staring at the 'crystal bottle' in Weiss's hand with black lines. He remembered opening the 'crystal bottle' one day because of someone's deliberate guidance. After taking a light sniff of the bottle, he didn't know anything, and when he regained consciousness, it was dark, and he was hanging from the tree branches head to toe, and his wizard robe covered his whole body.
"I know you want to say the bubble head curse." Weiss saw Barty Crouch Jr. moving his lips lightly, as if he was about to say something, and Weiss said in advance: "But who will release a curse to himself when he sleeps?" What about the Bubble Curse?"
"Mr. Kabrev, how are you going to get in? You know, this is the mansion of the Minister of Magic." Barty Crouch Jr. unconsciously twitched his eyes and forcibly changed the subject.
"My teacher is Nicole May." Weiss's simple words revealed unusual confidence.
"Mr. Kabrev, I have to tell you that the magic entrusted to you by the master will not be weak..." Barty Crouch Jr. breathed heavily and looked at Weiss a little bit unkindly.
"He just taught me a few magic spells." Weiss waved his hand and said, then shrugged and added after seeing Barty Crouch Jr.'s angry expression: "Well, my teacher is Nicole May, Dumbledore, Voldemort... are you satisfied now?"
"Master's magic attainments have surpassed those two!" Barty Crouch Jr.'s eyes became more and more unfriendly, and his voice became louder: "He is the number one in the world!"
"I'm ranking by age, do you have an opinion?" Weiss raised his eyebrows and looked at Barty Crouch Jr.: "Don't make a fuss, keep a low profile, it's not a good thing to alarm the Aurors who are hiding and guarding around , when the time comes, I will definitely tell Voldemort that you ruined his plan."
"..." Hearing Voldemort's name, Barty Crouch Jr. trembled, took several deep breaths before calming down, and stared at Wes with fierce eyes, but his voice was lowered: "Cab Mr. Lev, do you need me to help you deal with those Aurors?"
"You want to vent your anger?" Weiss said angrily: "You want to release the magic to startle the other Aurors, isn't it still a waste of all previous efforts? Didn't you see that I took you to this place?"
"Mr. Kabrev, what are you going to do? You don't make that many paralytics, do you?" Barty Crouch Jr. asked suspiciously.
"This is an anesthetic... Forget it, call it whatever you want. I asked you and the mouse to investigate their hiding place in the past few days. Have you figured it out?" Weiss argued, and then waved his hands indifferently. He put away his sword and wand, and drew out a bat.
"There are a total of 6 Aurors around here, and the shift changes every 4 hours, which means you still have more than 2 hours." Barty Crouch Jr. pointed to the dark places of several houses and flower beds and said: "Just a few days position."
"I hope there are only 6..." Weiss glanced at Barty Crouch Jr.: "If there are still hidden ones, then you can go and make a target for Voldemort. He has been unable to get that thing recently, and he is not in a good mood. good."
"Of course! We investigated clearly!" Barty Crouch Jr. trembled and said hastily.
...The Fudge House...
"...I'm so dizzy...Huh? Who tied me up? Where's my wand?" Fudge opened his eyes in a daze, shook his heavy head a few times and murmured, and suddenly realized something was wrong when he was about to get up No, this is not his bedroom, but his study, and he was tied tightly to his leather sofa.
"Minister Fudge, I always feel that your vigilance is too low, and it is not a good habit to put the wand under the pillow." A young male voice sounded from behind Fudge: "Although there are reasons for anesthesia, but you You can actually sleep until 10 o'clock, shouldn't you be already at work at this time..."
"Who? Do you know who you kidnapped! I am the Minister of Magic! Are you going to make an enemy of the entire British Ministry of Magic? Let me go quickly, and I can give you a light sentence!" Fudge tried hard He looked back to see who made the sound.
"I think, Minister Fudge, you still don't know your situation." The male voice rang out again, and at the same time, a sword with a cold light stretched out from Fudge's neck. flower.
"You are... Kabrev!" Fudge felt the coldness on his neck and reacted instantly.
"Well, dear Mr. Fudge, you are right." Weiss stuck his head out from the other side of Fudge, and greeted him with a smile on his face: "Good morning."
"Kabrev! What have you done to my family!" Fudge shouted with a pale face the moment he saw Weiss.
"Shh...don't be so loud, I get nervous easily if it's too loud, when I get nervous I can't control my hand, once I can't control my hand..." Weiss stretched out his little finger and licked his ear, frowning and speaking lightly He opened his mouth and said, but with his words, the sword in his hand slowly moved a little closer to Fudge's throat.
At that distance, Fudge saw out of the corner of his eye, it seemed as if he would kill himself if he swallowed a little more.
"Mr. Kabrev, please calm down, we all remain calm..." Fudge could only say in a voice like a mosquito moaning.
"Hey, Minister Fudge, look at you, you've sweated so much, it's not hot today." Weiss looked out of the window through the French window made of a whole piece of glass, shaking his head and grabbed the lace material The curtains were pulled up: "I have to say, as a Minister of Magic, you will really enjoy it, massage chairs, TV, air conditioner..."
"Mr. Kabrev, you tied me up early in the morning. I don't know if you need anything? Is it a question of the arrest warrant? I can completely decide to issue your arrest warrant..." Fudge looked slightly The blade far away from his neck breathed a sigh of relief, and spoke quickly.
"Shh... don't worry, it's not a good habit to disturb your family's sleep..." Weiss still said lightly, his voice lowered a lot, but he actually placed the sword in Fudge's No matter on the shoulder.
"Are they okay? You didn't hurt them, did you?" Fudge became nervous again when he heard the news from his family, and his voice fluctuated with the shaking of the blade.
"Hush...please keep quiet...whether they can wake up 'naturally' depends on your performance, speaking of..." Weiss stood in front of Fudge and raised an index finger to gesture, with an interesting look on his face. His expression stretched out his arms and he gestured: "As the Minister of Magic, you actually have so many Muggle emerging technologies, but do you know that because of this 'technology-filled' room you personally arranged, your house was originally quite The perfect defensive magic reveals a big flaw? It's as big as a room..."
"Mr. Kabrev, what exactly do you want? As long as I can satisfy you, I will definitely agree to you! I can even appoint you as the highest deputy minister!" Fudge looked at the 'technology' in his study with a decadent expression. Products', the original love for them has also turned into deep regret.
"What do I want? To be the Minister of Magic of the United Kingdom..." Wess said slowly, seeing Fudge's expression of staring eyes before continuing: "I'm not interested..."
"Huh...huh...huh..." Fudge panted heavily, looking at Weiss with resentful eyes.
"I'm here this time, and it's actually nothing..." Weiss sat on Fudge's massage chair and pressed the button on it, until it started to say: "I heard recently that you put your deputy minister Sent to Hogwarts, eh?"
"Are you going to be a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts? No problem! I'll arrange it for you right away!" Fudge immediately said, "As long as you take this sword off my shoulder! We can discuss anything! "
"Minister Fudge, you don't have to worry about that sword..." Weiss closed his eyes and enjoyed the massage: "If you shake the sword casually, it will fall off."
"..." Fudge stared at Weiss bitterly, cursing in his heart: this crap is so close to my neck, and I'm tied tightly to the sofa again, move?What if it gets scratched!But what he said makes sense, why not try it?
"Oh, you didn't move. It seems that the plan to make the Minister of Magic commit suicide failed." Just as Fudge was about to move his shoulders, Weiss' voice sounded again, with a particularly regretful tone.
"Kablev, what tricks are you playing!" Fudge said viciously, but his eyes were fixed on the sword near his throat.
"Huh? I heard a lady's shout... It seems that she is coming here, should I go out and entertain her?" Weiss put his hand next to his ear suddenly, and Fudge also listened at this time A female voice was yelling something.
"No! Never! How could you do this! She is innocent!" Fudge said loudly with a pale face.
"Oh, look, you are so loud, you called her here..." Weiss pointed at Fudge to the doorknob, which was turning, and Weiss also sat up from the massage chair and hid in Fudge's Behind him, there was nothing but a wand sticking out from Fudge's armpit, pointing straight at the door.
"Don't! Don't come in!" Fudge roared loudly, because he saw Weiss drawing out his wand and pointing at the door. The tip of the wand was already shining, which was obviously a prepared magic.
But the outsider didn't seem to hear it, and pushed open the door, and at the same time, a stun curse was aimed at the place where Wes was originally staying.
"I have to say, Minister Fudge, your curtains are so thin, they can actually see where I am inside from the outside." Weiss's spell was only cast after avoiding the explosion debris caused by the stun spell In an instant, a native man emerged from the wall above the door frame, punched the wizard who was about to barge into the air, and then slammed the door hard with a bang.
"Well, Dumbledore's stone man is very useful." Weiss looked at the restored wall and nodded, then looked up at Fudge: "Minister Fudge, in fact, you have been in a coma for 8 hours. The few Aurors on duty I hung at the door have been rescued long ago..."
"Damn Kabrev brat! You hit me on the nose!" The female voice sounded again, but this time it was softer.
"It means that you can't pretend that Mrs. Fudge's voice can't come home, Miss Tonks, and I don't believe you can break through my alchemy circle and the repaired defensive magic circle in this house. Dumbledore didn't come!" Wei Wei Si also responded loudly, and while speaking, he opened the curtain a crack and took a look, then turned Fudge's sofa in the same direction, and pointed to the street to show him: "Look, there are so many people coming to rescue you , you see how important you are."
Fudge looked out along the slit opened by Weiss, the outside was in a mess, the land of the whole street seemed to be torn open, the originally smooth street now looked potholed, sparks were still radiating in many places, and a little The level ground was filled with Aurors.
In his well-manicured garden stood a giant made of rocks. Although his body was already bumpy, he kept waving his hands, hitting the Aurors on the ground again and again, causing them to dodge constantly.
But it didn't last long, the Golem hit by dozens of spells crashed down, but the besieging Aurors saw the fallen Golem quickly move away from its 'corpse', just when Fudge felt puzzled , the body of the stone man exploded suddenly, and several slow-running Aurors were instantly smashed by the gravel and cracked soil, and just when the Aurors felt lucky, Weiss opened the top transom A small gap was opened, and a spell hit the gravel, and suddenly a smaller stone man stood in the wreckage of the stone man, with exactly the same movements, exactly the same attack method, several Aurors who had fallen to the ground It was thrown out by it.
"Isn't it strange that there was no sound from the explosion just now?" Weiss closed the transom and looked at Fudge's surprised expression and smiled, then knocked on the glass in front of him, and the originally fragile glass made a sound like knocking on steel: "My alchemy formation is very good, and I took this opportunity to help you update the defensive magic of your house, don't thank me."
"Looking at your eyes, are you wondering why Tonks can come in and out freely?" Weiss looked at Fudge's puzzled eyes and said directly: "Because I need someone who can provide me with food, and she came the most Fast.
"Kablev! We need to talk! You have to let Minister Fudge go..." Just as he was speaking, Tonks' voice sounded outside the door.
"Thank you for bringing the pizza, but Tonks, if you hope that Minister Fudge's family will not be short of arms or legs, how about leaving this room for 30 minutes?" Weiss also turned his head and said loudly to the door.
"...If you ask, of course!" Tonks said immediately after being stunned for a while, followed by the voice of walking away quickly.
"Kablev, what exactly do you want?" Fudge turned his head away from looking at the miserable situation of the Aurors who kept attacking his mansion outside the window, and stared at Wes with a raised eyebrow.
"What did I just say... By the way, I heard that you sent Umbridge to Hogwarts to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts?" Weiss looked down at Fudge, who was being tied up on the sofa by him. .
"That's right." Fudge asked suspiciously, "You don't want her to be a professor?"
"No, no, no matter who you send, I have no problem, after all, you are the Minister of Magic." Weiss said while looking up at the clock in the study. It showed 11:36, and the Hogwarts Express train had passed Been going for a while.
"Then what are you here for! Do you know that... No, I mean, Kabrev, since it's not about the selection of the professor of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, what else is there for you to come here? Just as Fudge said a few words sharply, Weiss put his hand on the sword dangling on his shoulder, and in an instant Fudge's tone changed as if he were a kind and successful person.
"Well, I'm here this time... Oh, old man Dumbledore is here, it looks like I have to go, I don't want to escape from prison again, it's too much trouble." Just as Weiss was about to speak, he suddenly noticed something There was a huge wave of magic power, and then the stone man instantly disappeared without a trace: "Oh, does a gadget made by the transformation technique need such a large amount of magic power? It's scary for the old man to be angry... "
"Kablev, let go of the Minister of Magic, he needs to take care of the affairs in the Ministry of Magic!" Dumbledore stood in front of Fudge's mansion and said loudly, while waving his wand in the air, the defensive magic circle arranged and repaired by Weiss layer by layer Layers were unraveled and dissipated without a trace.
"Minister Fudge, it seems that I have to go. With the old man's speed, I don't have long time. As for the purpose of my coming, you can consider it as a 'warning'. You must know that many of my good friends are still waiting for you." Gewartz, that person's reputation is not very good." Weiss lowered his body, looked straight into Fudge's eyes without blinking, and said calmly: "I have the ability to sneak in once, guess I can Can't you sneak in for a second time?"
"Are you threatening me?" Fudge suddenly became daring when he heard Dumbledore's voice, staring at Wes angrily.
"No, I'm just stating a fact." Weiss shook his head and removed the sword from Fudge's neck: "Believe it or not is up to you."
"Before I leave, I'll give you a little thing." Weiss said while pressing an iron helmet-like thing on Fudge's head, and pulled the three hanging iron chains to lock them with a click: "You You can talk, tell Dumbledore, there are 6 intertwined alchemy formations inside, the current time is 11:39, and the explosion time is 12:1000, if the time is up, 'boom'; if you make a mistake, 'boom' ;If I was arrested within [-] meters of you, 'boom', you will see the most gorgeous fireworks in either case. By the way, your wife has the same one on her head, so Tonks dare not touch her , As for whether they are really the same, believe it or not, that's up to you."
"Kablev! You can't escape! I'll definitely catch you!" Fudge screamed in horror.
"Men, don't scream casually, that's what weak girls would do." Weiss spread his hands and said, then turned his head and looked out the window: "The old man moves really fast, only 18 layers of defense left Magic, I hope I don't see a picture of you and fireworks in tomorrow's Daily Prophet. Well, Mr Minister, it was a pleasure to see you today, bye."
After finishing speaking, Weiss nodded his head, and Fudge saw his figure disappear little by little from top to bottom. After disappearing completely, the door of the study was pushed open, and the sound of light footsteps echoed in Weiss. Then the whole house fell silent, and there was no sound, until Dumbledore broke through the last defensive magic and walked into the room.
"Dumbledore! He left me a bomb! It's about to explode! Help!" Fudge looked at the quartz clock showing 11:56, and said urgently.
"Cornery, calm down... What did Kabrev say?" Dumbledore walked over quickly, drew out his wand and tapped the helmet on Fudge's head, and several intertwined alchemy formations appeared in an instant. After standing in front of him and taking a rough look, Dumbledore showed a dumbfounding expression on his face.
"He said it would blow up at 12 o'clock, and it would blow up if he was caught, and he would blow up if he was wrong!" Fudge said eagerly, panting heavily: "He said he would see the most beautiful fireworks! It's about to explode! Dumbledore! It's It's about to explode! 5 more minutes!"
"...Connelly, calm down, calm down, you'll be fine, even if it's 12 o'clock...it's just fireworks...really fireworks..." Dumbledore raised his white eyebrows high, He said as calmly as possible: "So, Connelly, what about Kabrev?"
"Dumbledore, isn't this really a bomb? Really isn't it? Then on my wife's head..."
"I just went to see it, it's just an alchemy circle with hypnotic effect... So, where is Kabrev?"
"...I don't know, damn Kabrev! He changed the magic circle in the whole house! Maybe the Apparation is gone!"
...Malfoy Manor...
"What about the agreed response?" Weiss walked into the manor and saw Voldemort who was roaring angrily at his men.
"Don't talk to me about that damned 'coupling'! The real damn one is Bode!" Voldemort growled, "Kablev! Go! Kill him!"
(End of this chapter)
"It's almost time for Harry Potter's trial to start. Would you consider taking advantage of this to get Harry Potter out of Hogwarts?" Weiss chewed on the barbecue and said vaguely: "He wants to In the outside world, after school starts, the old man won't have the chance to watch him every day."
"On the premise that Dumbledore is a witness?" Voldemort elegantly held a glass of red wine, savoring it carefully: "You seem to care?"
"If the old man doesn't show up at the trial, then he won't be able to be a witness. Anyway, it's like this on our side. If it can't be 'not showing up', then it's okay to be 'late'!" Weiss said casually, and then He picked up a piece of toast with his oily hands, dipped it in barbecue sauce and took a big bite: "I care? If someone hadn't asked a platinum blonde to tell me a few days ago, I almost forgot about it."
"Then it's better to let Potter be 'late' too." Voldemort squinted his eyes and looked at Weiss' rude action with disgust: "Let him leave Hogwarts forever in the future."
"There is no defendant in the court?" Weiss was stunned, and pointed a thumb at Voldemort: "Interesting idea! What a clever idea! Let me think about it... Yes! Let Little Barty bring more people to get some Disturbance, transfer the wizards of the Order of the Phoenix away, or just show up somewhere to attract the old man. Then let Lucius and the others block the time for the owl to deliver the opening statement in the Ministry of Magic, for example: 10 minutes before the hearing is notified Category."
"Hmm..." Voldemort continued to shake the red wine in his hand, looking at the wine-red traces it left on the glass wall, pondering.
"...Are you thinking...to take the opportunity to get that thing from the Ministry of Magic?" Weiss looked at Voldemort's contemplation, rolled his eyes and asked.
"... Kabrev, you are really smart." Voldemort opened his slightly closed eyes, and stared at Wes with a pair of snake pupils: "How do you know?"
"You said it during the meeting. Although I was 'in a daze' at the time, I still heard it." Weiss spread his hands and said, "Didn't Lucius slip up?"
"...I want to find something in the Ministry of Magic. I don't know where it is. Can you think of a way?" Voldemort was silent for a while, but he didn't have any intention of pursuing it after speaking.
"Find something that doesn't know where or what it is... This is really an interesting question..." Weiss wiped his hands, looked at the grease still on it and said, "Guess, does the old man know?" Where is that thing that is so important to you?"
"With Dumbledore's nature, he knows." Voldemort answered Weiss directly without hesitation.
"That's simple, we don't want to look for things, we look for someone, a member of the Order of the Phoenix, the old man will definitely arrange for one or several members of the Order of the Phoenix to look after it 24 hours a day..." Weiss stopped at this point Come down, stretch out your hands to Voldemort: "Let's do a 'clean up', it's too greasy..."
"..." The veins on Voldemort's hairless bald head bulged violently, throbbing violently with his heavy breathing.
"Okay, then I'll go wash up, you wait for me?" Weiss raised his eyebrows helplessly seeing Voldemort's expression, stood up and prepared to walk towards the bathroom.
"Winky! Come here!" Voldemort stomped his feet, and a house-elf suddenly appeared in front of him with a bent body, and ordered without waiting for her to speak: "Clean him up!"
"I have to say, it's really convenient." Weiss admired the hands that became clean with just a snap of the fingers.
"Kablev! Continue the topic just now!" Voldemort interrupted Weiss's admiration loudly, and looked in disgust at the direction where the house elf had disappeared.
"Oh, I just said... oh, yes, the old man will send someone to take care of it." Weiss touched his chin with one hand and knocked on the dining table with one hand, and said slowly: "The previous plan remains the same, and Barty Jr. will still cause commotion, but This time, let him cause riots in multiple places at the same time, so that both the Order of the Phoenix and the Aurors can be activated, so that the wizards who are still staying in the Department of Mysteries are obvious, and in the end it only needs Lucius to bring a few people in to find them. That person and hold off the Minister of Magic."
"Department of Mysteries..." Voldemort repeated the word, staring darkly at Wes.
"Don't look at me like that, the only thing you can't find is in that place." Weiss also poured himself a glass of red wine, tasting it slowly like Voldemort.
"...Kabrev, I have to say, you are really a kid that people can't like." Voldemort pondered for a long time, and left the table with these words.
…August 8th…
"Ms. Narcissa, are you in charge of watching me today?" Weiss asked Narcissa who was sitting quietly watching him practice sword during the early morning training break.
"Yes." Narcissa responded bluntly, then glanced nervously at the window on the top floor and whispered: "Last night he called Draco to go up, I asked Draco, but he just said 'very ordinary Chatting, caring about my life at Hogwarts.'”
"You want me to guess what he will let Draco do, don't you?" Weiss looked at the nervous woman in front of him with some amusement.
"Yes." Narcissa whispered, while looking at the window on the top floor from time to time: "Although I have thought about it, I think it is better to ask Mr. Kabrev, after all, you have always said precise."
"Since you believe my reasoning so much, let me tell you my opinion. I don't think Voldemort has any plans to hit Draco at the moment, as long as your husband is still working under him, and he is doing very It's important." Weiss also glanced at the window on the top floor, shook his head slightly and said, "However, he might want to make an idea of Hogwarts, after all, you know that there is always a lack of a professor there."
"Then..." Narcissa said eagerly again, but was interrupted by Weiss: "As long as the old man is still in Hogwarts, it is the safest place, but if you want to transfer Draco now Go to Durmstrang or other schools, I can only say, it's too late, don't let him have reason to doubt your family for no reason."
"...Thank you..." Narcissa responded in a low voice, and then said loudly: "Mr. Kabrev, do you want honey tea? I'll get someone to prepare it right away." Then she nodded to Weiss quickly He walked towards the big house, but when he passed Weiss, he saw the expansion bag placed aside, he paused, and then lowered his voice and said to Weiss: "I prepared this material, but it is the magic spell he released. .”
"Thank you so much, Ms. Narcissa." Weiss squinted at the stretch bag that Narcissa touched with her toes, nodded, and responded loudly.
……
"Are you going to the Ministry of Magic, Kabrev?" When Wes was taking a leisurely bath and eating breakfast, Voldemort came down and said a question in a commanding tone.
"...Why don't you go? Could it be that after staying in the house for a long time, you feel insecure when you go out to crowded places?" Weiss squinted at Voldemort who was walking down the stairs.
"Today is the case of our 'savior' Harry Potter." Voldemort ignored Weiss' teasing, and sat at the top of Weiss's table: "You must be very eager to go to the giant's solicitation so quickly. Let's see."
"I don't want to, but I will go if you ask. I have to say that the Ministry of Magic has done a very good job, and it has done everything you didn't have time to do." Weiss shrugged and shook his head.Then he raised his eyebrows and asked with interest: "May I ask our great Voldemort, what do you think of this matter?"
"What do you think?" Voldemort glanced at Wes, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up: "You sit in the gallery and watch, and then, you have to tell me who the white wizard arranged for in the Ministry of Magic."
"Catch it? By the way, I asked Lucius recently, and he said that there are some wizards called 'Silent Men'..." Weiss grabbed a piece of bread and stood up: "If I can't catch If you come to the Order of the Phoenix, I will catch a Reticent Man and bring him back, anyway, I believe in your incantation level of instigating."
"That's right, but your Occlumency is even stronger." Voldemort nodded approvingly, then glanced at Weiss and said, "I can't see through it at all."
"When you communicate with a real demon king and want to use its power, you have to make sure that you are you, not its container." Weiss shrugged and replied, then scratched his head Mouth: "However, to me, the real devil is really nothing, the light element is considered powerful..."
"If, you become it..." Voldemort continued to ask with great interest.
"Hehe, do you want to rule the magical world where you are the only one?" Weiss responded with a dry smile, "I know you are immortal, but you are the only one who is immortal."
"This is really interesting magic." While talking, Voldemort pulled out his wand and quickly made a move in the air, and a bottle of potion that Wes was very familiar with appeared in front of him.
"Speaking of which, can't you use the Illusion Curse for me? The broken potion he made is so hard to drink, and he dares to call himself the 'Master of Potions'..." Weiss frowned and looked at the potion in front of him. Yao: "Who has this become?"
"The magic fluctuations of the Disillusionment Curse cannot hide from the detection magic of the Ministry of Magic." Voldemort stared at Weiss with a pair of snake eyes, and said with an exaggerated smile: "However, the great Lord Voldemort can also do the same now. , see through all falsehood!"
"...Well, although it hurts you a bit, I still have to say that the reason why the snake's eyes can see through transparent things has been researched by those Muggle scientists. It's called a kind of infrared light, and it's nothing special. It's worth showing off." After being silent for a while, Weiss decided to tell the truth, although he would definitely hit the wizard in front of him, maybe he would pull out his wand and cast a killing curse on himself in an instant...
However, seeing Voldemort's constipated expression, Weiss said, it was worth it!
"..." The smile on the corner of Voldemort's mouth froze. He looked at Wes, who had drawn out his wand and looked alert, and said nothing for a long while.
After a long silence, Voldemort spoke:
"Shut up! Kabrev!"
"Also! You are such a stinky brat that no one can like! Hurry up and find Lucius!"
...Ministry of Magic, Main Hall...
"Mr. Bird, are you going to work today?" Lucius, who was chatting with a wizard, was patted on the shoulder by a wizard, and turned around in doubt to see an unexpected person appearing behind him.
"..." Bode didn't speak, but waved to Lucius, who had panicked eyes, and signaled Lucius to come with him.
Lucius frowned quickly, but when he turned around, he had already returned to his calm appearance. He quickly said something to a wizard beside him and followed quickly, with his palms on him. On his own cane, where his wand was hidden.
After the two reached a corner with few people, Lucius narrowed his eyes, frowned, and asked in a calm but quick tone: "Bode, you should rest today!"
"Lucius, don't be too nervous, it's me." Weiss' voice sounded, looking at Lucius' fingers with bruised veins because he was grasping the cane, he pointed to himself and said, "Don't use the wand, quickly and quickly!" Briefly describe this wizard."
"Mr. Kabrev?" Lucius was surprised for a moment, quickly glanced left and right, and said softly when he found no one was paying attention, "Broderick Bird, the Silent Man."
"The Silent Man? Voice? Habit?" Weiss frowned and asked in doubt, "Are you sure he won't show up today?"
"Sure." Lucius thought for a while and replied, "It's more melancholic."
"Is that so?" Weiss rubbed his throat and said, his tone changed.
"Yes, there is no problem for those who are not familiar with it at all." Lucius nodded quickly.
"Okay, what's the plan?" Weiss continued to ask in a low voice.
"Fudge is more worried about Dumbledore than expected. He not only changed the time, but also changed the courtroom." Lucius frowned and looked towards the apparition area, where several wizards appeared from time to time.
"Is it not allowed to watch?" Weiss was a little speechless.
"Yes, non-case wizards are not allowed to watch." Lucius nodded quickly and slightly.
"It seems that I'm going directly to the Department of Mysteries? When did Little Barty start planning?" Weiss clicked his tongue twice, and gloated in a low voice: "It's not a good show!"
"Ten o'clock." Lucius said anxiously, "But Harry's trial is at eight o'clock."
"...Is it past 7 o'clock now? Fudge is such a coward." Weiss was silent for a while and cursed: "Can you tell him?"
"I've already notified him, but I just don't know..." Before Lucius finished speaking, he heard a familiar voice calling him from behind.
"Lucius, he is coming, can I trouble you to take a few steps forward to block him?" Weiss saw Fudge approaching with bright eyes behind Lucius, and quickly said to Lucius: "I I'm not sure if the Auror next to him has the possibility of seeing me."
"Well, leave it to me." Lucius responded simply and quickly, turned his head and walked towards Fudge with a warm smile, and took a special elevator with him to leave the main hall first.
At the same time, Weiss pretended not to see Fudge and stood in front of the elevator, turned around and faced the golden grille door for a while before it opened automatically.
"Main hall." Accompanied by a mechanical cold female voice, a fat witch walked out holding a goblet that was smoking. Weiss turned sideways to make way for her large body, and then, He saw two familiar people appear in the smoky elevator.
"...Good morning, Arthur." Weiss said to the anxious red-haired wizard after he walked into the elevator and was silent for a while.
"Hello, Bode, I'm in a hurry." Mr. Weasley hammered the button on the ninth floor vigorously.
"Oh, really..." Weiss held back a smile, stared at Harry without blinking, and said slowly when Harry flinched and hid behind Mr. Weasley: "It does look like that Woolen cloth."
Harry shrank his neck from being stared at, and when he was about to ask aloud, Weiss spoke again, using the same melancholy and deep Bode's voice, but speaking a little faster: "Oh, I know You, I read about you in the book, Harry Potter..."
"Yes, yes, everyone knows he is Harry Potter!" Just when Harry felt the words sound familiar, Mr. Weasley's voice sounded again, interrupting the wizard's words, but his tone was Still so anxious.
"..." Weiss didn't make another sound, because he heard the mechanical cold female voice: "Department of Mysteries."
"Go! Harry! We've got to run!" urged Mr. Weasley as the lift doors clattered open.
Then he yanked Harry past him and rushed out of the elevator first, and they rushed down a corridor.This corridor is completely different from the corridors above, the walls are empty, there are no doors or windows, but there is a simple black door at the end of the corridor, Harry thought they would go through this door, but Wes Mr. Lay took him by the arm and pulled him to the left, where a gap led to a staircase.
"Come down with me! The deep elevators won't get there!" Mr. Weasley urged. "We have to race against time!"
"Okay, sir." When Harry followed Mr. Weasley to the old stairs, he cast a mysterious glance back at the wizard who had been staring at him in the elevator.
The wizard was also watching him, walking unhurriedly towards the corridor without windows and doors. Just as Harry was about to turn his head to look at the stairs, he spotted a snow-white reflection from the corner of his eye. He's a jerk.
"Dagger!" Harry didn't know how his brain had this concept, because it was just a reflection, but he firmly believed in his heart that the wounds that had healed on his body were also stinging, so he slowed down , with his head stretched back and his neck tilted back, he wanted to take a closer look at the wizard, but the wizard was still walking in this direction at a slow pace, with his hands naturally under the large wizard robe. It was very obvious that there was no 'dagger' in his mind in the two slender fingers, and when the wizard passed by the corridor, he turned and went in.
"Maybe it's because the court is about to start, and I'm under too much pressure, so I read it wrong?" Harry blinked his eyes twice, but before he could think carefully, Mr. Weasley's urging voice from downstairs sounded again, causing him to Had to drop everything and head down quickly.
...the Department of Mysteries...
When Weiss walked slowly into the passage, he didn't notice anything wrong at first.But after the loud elevator left this floor, he heard heavy breathing.
Harry and Mr. Weasley had already gone downstairs, and the echo of their footsteps could hardly be heard, so he should be the only one on this floor, but this heavy breathing sound came from a dark corner of.
"Who's there! Come out quickly!" Weiss narrowed his eyes, pulled out his wand in a fair manner, pointed at the dark corner and said loudly: "The Department of Mysteries does not allow wizards other than the Reticent to visit '!"
"..." In response, he was indeed not talking, but was obviously breathing lightly, and even held his breath a little.
Now Weiss felt more relieved, you know, he, Bode, is a serious silent man of the Ministry of Magic.So Weiss continued to shout with a loud voice: "If you don't show up again, I will default you as an intruder and cast a curse on you!" As he spoke, the tip of his staff lit up, and at the same time he The voice sounded again, "I'll count to three! One! Two!..."
"No, Bode! It's me!" A square-jawed wizard with thick straw-colored hair opened the figure revealed by the invisibility cloak, and quickly shook his hands to signal Wes not to release the spell.
"...Oh, it's you!" Weiss froze for a moment, said quickly and concisely, extinguished the light on the tip of the wand and put away the wand.
"I have to say that your vigilance is really high, you are worthy of being the silent man!" The wizard said with a sigh, walking towards Weiss as he spoke, and opened his arms as if to give him a hug.
"Wait, someone is coming up!" Weiss reached out his hand to stop the wizard from approaching, listening to the footsteps coming up from downstairs.
"Is it Arthur?" The wizard frowned and listened. When the footsteps were getting closer, he even poked his head out for a look. In an instant, his head retracted, and he said in a very low voice: "It's Malfoy! Could you tell him you're the only one here, please?"
"Okay." Weiss' voice accompanied by a knife in his hand hit his body leaning forward because of looking around.
"Mr. Kabrev, I think you should wait until I arrive before knocking him out." Lucius walked over quickly after hearing the sound of a heavy object falling, just in time to see a warlock fall with a look of astonishment on his face. The action of falling to the ground: "This way it won't look like Barty Crouch Jr. and his gang who are causing riots outside are a bunch of fools."
"What you said really makes sense." Weiss nodded approvingly and said, "I'll turn him over and show you, he seems to know Bode... Although I think this person... is not the silent man..." Weiss Turning the wizard over, he looked up and down at the fainted man in the corner and said, "The Silencer shouldn't be shrinking in such a dark corner..."
"He's Sturgis Podmore, and he's actually a member of the Order of the Phoenix." Lucius said, frowning at the man in front of him.
"Oh, it's the Order of the Phoenix, okay, take him out!" Weiss waved his hand at Lucius and said casually, "I'll go in and see what's inside."
"Take it out? Me?" Lucius said in surprise, "Did the master not tell you his arrangement?"
"Is it not you or me? Do you think Voldemort can tell me something?" Weiss pouted and said, "I didn't even tell me the target information of my transformation."
The two stared at each other for a while, and Weiss tentatively asked in this awkward atmosphere: "Why don't you try Dementionment?"
"My insanity is not as profound as the master's." Lucius shook his head quickly, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Why don't you, Mr. Kabrev, wait a moment, I'll inform Crabbe and Goyle, they could have carried him away."
"...The main hall is full of wizards. It's too conspicuous if you do it like this." Weiss shook his head and said, "But we can get a big wooden box, wrap him in an invisibility cloak, and put him in it. If someone checks it, they will say it is your new collection or new decoration, and then ask those two guys to help you carry it back to Malfoy Manor."
"Well, that's the only way, Mr. Kabrev, please watch him here for a while, I'll call them over." Malfoy nodded in response.
"Well, bring a piece of rope by the way, it's too obvious to use magic in the Ministry of Magic." Weiss stretched out his hand and gestured for the length he wanted: "Two or three meters is enough."
...Malfoy Manor...
"Given your talent, is it difficult to obtain the mind?" Voldemort looked at the wooden box in the hall that looked like a big coffin.
"First of all, it's easy to kidnap him, and second, I didn't move it. Then, when it comes to Dementor, it's as if any of you taught me." Weiss opened the 'coffin lid' and took his two handles from inside. He took the sword out of it and put it away by category: "Speaking of which...what is this person's name?...Forget it, it doesn't matter, anyway, my suggestion is not to kill him."
"Oh? You are actually caring about a member of the Order of the Phoenix?" Voldemort looked at the wizard in the 'coffin' with great interest. He was struggling in horror a second ago, but the moment he saw Voldemort, he doubled his eyes. Eyes wide open, motionless.
"Your Imperius Curse is so powerful, let him go to the Department of Mysteries to try it after you get the information, who knows if there will be any danger in it, and by the way, it can also slightly damage the old man's prestige." Weiss raised his eyebrows and looked at Voldemort. : "Don't tell me you haven't thought about it."
"Yeah..." Voldemort replied casually, still staring into Sturgis' eyes.
"Anyway, that's the suggestion." Weiss shrugged and said casually, then looked at Voldemort with raised eyebrows: "Is the structure in the Department of Mysteries consistent with what Bode told you? Don't you want to confirm? Or , do you completely trust the silent man?"
"Huh?" Voldemort looked up at Wes in doubt, and Wes found that his eyes were shining with magic light at this time.
"This guy, you know Bode, a Reticent Man known by a wizard of the Order of the Phoenix. Are you sure you're not the old man's trap?" Weiss pointed at Sturgis Podmore lying in the 'coffin', completely ignoring him. The magic of Voldemort's eyes.
"Really, it looks like I have to take a good look at his memory." Voldemort frowned, then laughed mockingly, lowered his head again, and looked directly at Sturgis, who was wide-eyed but distracted. Podmore.
"..." Weiss glanced at Sturgis Podmore who was silently opening and closing his mouth, turned and walked out of the hall.
…12 Grimmauld Place…
"Originally this was the ancestral home of the Black family, but since this year's vacation, I have donated it as the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix." Sirius casually explained to Hermione who was beside him while looking at the door: "But Molly seems to think this place is still too dirty..."
"Actually, I can also help..." Hermione eagerly said, "But..."
"But no matter what you pick up, Kreacher will be the first to 'clean' your target." With a cloth hanging from his chin, Ron took advantage of Mrs. Weasley to clean up the second floor, ready to be lazy for a while.
"The house-elf should have been doing this. If I didn't think he was too old, this place would have been spotless." Sirius shook his head and said, "Just like Dobby who came to help, that's an excellent one." House-elf."
"So I should help." Hermione writhed like a thorn in the chair.
"You just sit here, Kreacher will keep us busy." Ron pointed at a curtain full of holes and said, "Like that curtain, it was almost burned by it."
"However, logically speaking, as a Muggle wizard, Kreacher shouldn't take care of you like this..." Sirius stroked the stubble on his chin and said doubtfully, "Did you see him treat Nymphadora?" attitude, she is still half and half."
"Because she smells of Wes, Kreacher said she would repay Wes." Ginny walked over panting while pulling down the handkerchief covering her mouth and nose, and explained when she saw Sirius' puzzled gaze: "After Kreacher burned the curtains, Hermione and I asked about it. That's what he said at the time, and I didn't understand the specifics."
"Ginny, what are you doing down here? No work?" Ron stepped aside from his chair, letting Ginny sit down and have a good rest.
"Mom asked me to tell you to go up to work." Ginny pointed to the ceiling and pushed Ron upstairs: "We take turns to rest!"
"The smell of Wes?" Sirius turned to look at Hermione, sniffed, and smelled nothing but dust.
"Well, at first I thought Kreacher was talking about the two stretch bags Wes gave me." Hermione blushed at Sirius' action, and quickly pointed to the two stretch bags at her waist.
"Obviously not. Didn't I bring them to work yesterday? Kreacher didn't react at all." Ginny gulped down a glass of water, and shook her head quickly when she heard Hermione's words: "Then you If you do it, Kreacher still flew over."
"Well, so I don't know." Hermione still blushed and defended: "Anyway, it's definitely not what you think!"
"Really? But it's a good thing not to work anyway." Ginny stretched her ten fingers up in front of Hermione: "You smell it, it smells like detergent!"
"Huh? Harry is back!" Sirius ignored the two girls who were starting to fight, and suddenly stood up and walked to the door, and pushed the door open. Harry paused when he was about to pull the door open. Seeing Sirius' concerned gaze, he grinned and said, "I'm not guilty!"
"I knew it!" Sirius waved his fist in the air excitedly: "Come in! I'll notify Molly! Let's celebrate!"
Harry was even happier watching Sirius rush upstairs, and walked into the room with a smile on his lips until he saw Hermione.In an instant, Harry's face became very exciting, and he yelled out in a jerk: "That sentence! That reflection! He's Wes!" Then he covered his mouth with a slam, and looked at him worriedly. Hermione.
"You said you saw Wes?" Hermione's face remained unchanged, and she was even slightly happy.
Harry blinked his eyes a few times and looked at Hermione suspiciously. In his and Ron's minds, they thought that Hermione would be the same as Wes when he just disappeared. As long as he heard the news of Wes, his expression would be depressed and his face would be pale.
"Why... Aren't you worried about him?" Harry asked directly with the attitude of asking if he had any doubts.
"Why should I worry? Calculate the time, he is safe now, didn't he burn a street last time, I believe him!" Hermione also asked in doubt, then shook her head, and said more seriously: "You said You saw Weiss in the Ministry of Magic? How do you know it's his, you know it's very simple to transform into him in the magic world!"
Harry scratched his head, not understanding what Hermione was thinking, but seeing Ron and the twins coming down from the second floor, he had to skip this question, and said directly to several people: "Although he became someone else at the time, but I'm sure it was him, because he said a word!"
"What?" Hermione asked, frowning.
"'I know you, I read about you, Harry Potter.'" Harry imitated Wes' tone and said, "If I hadn't seen you, I wouldn't have remembered! So, it must be him! "
"...Well, that might indeed be what I said." Hermione curled her lips and nodded.
"Yes, then he took out the dagger and dazzled my eyes with the reflection." Harry covered his face and said in frustration, "I didn't think it was him at the time..."
"Then why did he go to the Ministry of Magic? He pretended to be someone else?" Ron stood on the stairs and said doubtfully, "He was with that person in the last battle on the street!"
"Can we guess that it was the person who ordered Wes to do something, but since that's the case, why did Wes remind you..." Hermione frowned and said, but she was beaten by Ginny before she finished speaking. Cut off: "Hermione, are you thinking too much? With Wes's personality, he found that Harry didn't recognize him, so he would definitely tease Harry."
"...Ginny, what you said really makes sense." Harry opened his mouth, nodded helplessly after a while and said, "I'll go up and tell Sirius about Wes."
"Wait a minute, he just drove us down, let's not disturb him for now." Ron said shaking his head.
"Why?" Harry asked in bewilderment.
"It seems that there is something wrong with his brother's brooch. He just kept clutching his own brooch." Ron squinted his eyes and recalled.
"What are you doing standing on the stairs! Go down! Go down! We have to hold a banquet for Harry's acquittal! The hall needs to be decorated!" Sirius' voice sounded at this time, and he still smiled: "I have to call Le James and others are coming together!"
"Sirius, I just saw Wes at the Ministry of Magic!" Harry said quickly when he saw Sirius.
"Weiss? Don't worry about that kid, today's protagonist is you!" Sirius subconsciously touched the locket on his chest and paused, but quickly changed the topic: "Hold a banquet!"
...the next day, Malfoy Manor...
"How about my suggestion?" Weiss looked at Voldemort sitting on the long table again, as if he was going to have another meeting: "A meeting again?"
"Why, Kabrev, you don't seem to like meetings very much?" Voldemort said, sitting in the upper seat with leisure.
"If you stay with a group of guys with low IQ for a long time, it's easy to lose your IQ." Weiss rolled his eyes and said, "And in the final analysis, only you are the Dark Lord, Voldemort."
"...So, what is your suggestion?" Voldemort asked calmly, his eyes narrowed.
"Find a time when the Aurors and the Order of the Phoenix have to be busy, send people in and experiment." Weiss spread his hands and said.
"I have to... you mean August 8st?" Voldemort's voice became deeper and deeper: "Your plan this time is much simpler than the previous one..."
"I have given up hope for your Death Eaters, they will definitely make mistakes if the plan is too complicated." Weiss sighed and shook his head: "It's better to arrange some simple plans, at least the error tolerance rate is higher .”
"Then why did you set the date on August 8? Did you want to protect your little girlfriend from going to school normally?" Voldemort's tone was still low, his scarlet eyes stared at Wes, and the magic power on his body began to surge.
"August 8st is the day when the little wizards take the train to Hogwarts. On that day, the Ministry of Magic will definitely send most of the Aurors to protect them and maintain order. After all, they are the 'future'... But if you are not satisfied with this One day you can make a high-profile appearance and announce your return, then they will be busier no matter what day." Weiss ignored the fluctuations in the magic power of Voldemort, and calmly shrugged: "Or the whole country is full of dark demons. Tags are fine too. And who are my little girlfriends you said? Rita Skeeter said I have 31 girlfriends!"
"Or, as a wanted man, Kabrev, go and attack Diagon Alley..." Voldemort ignored Weiss's question and said every word in a very casual tone.
"What's there to attack in Diagon Alley? If you want to attack and attack our Minister Fudge!" Weiss rolled his eyes and said angrily: "As long as you send someone to respond, I can fight with them." Play all day."
"Okay, that's it."
"...I'm joking, are you serious?"
"Voldemort never joked."
"Well, I always feel like I got a bad job for myself. I have to give me a few Death Eaters for this matter, and I need to investigate and prepare something."
"Whatever date you want, when they have to be busy."
"This really has the courage of the Dark Lord."
"Kablev, I heard that your family cannot be divined..."
"correct."
"Then what do you think about divination?"
"You also believe in fate? 'Voldemort' and 'Death Eaters'?"
"That's really good."
...August 8, in the early morning, near Fudge's house...
"To be honest, I'm surprised that you said 'science', but you are a good wizard, what are you doing with so many Muggle things?" Barty Crouch Jr. looked at Weiss's waist with disgust. Big and small bags: "Our wizard's potions can completely replace them!"
"Do you want to try this special anesthetic again?" Weiss took out a test tube from his waist, and the transparent liquid inside shook with his hand: "I will never hang you on a tree this time." It's on, well, I have to say, your underwear last time was very trendy."
"..." Barty Crouch Jr. couldn't help shrinking back when he heard the words, staring at the 'crystal bottle' in Weiss's hand with black lines. He remembered opening the 'crystal bottle' one day because of someone's deliberate guidance. After taking a light sniff of the bottle, he didn't know anything, and when he regained consciousness, it was dark, and he was hanging from the tree branches head to toe, and his wizard robe covered his whole body.
"I know you want to say the bubble head curse." Weiss saw Barty Crouch Jr. moving his lips lightly, as if he was about to say something, and Weiss said in advance: "But who will release a curse to himself when he sleeps?" What about the Bubble Curse?"
"Mr. Kabrev, how are you going to get in? You know, this is the mansion of the Minister of Magic." Barty Crouch Jr. unconsciously twitched his eyes and forcibly changed the subject.
"My teacher is Nicole May." Weiss's simple words revealed unusual confidence.
"Mr. Kabrev, I have to tell you that the magic entrusted to you by the master will not be weak..." Barty Crouch Jr. breathed heavily and looked at Weiss a little bit unkindly.
"He just taught me a few magic spells." Weiss waved his hand and said, then shrugged and added after seeing Barty Crouch Jr.'s angry expression: "Well, my teacher is Nicole May, Dumbledore, Voldemort... are you satisfied now?"
"Master's magic attainments have surpassed those two!" Barty Crouch Jr.'s eyes became more and more unfriendly, and his voice became louder: "He is the number one in the world!"
"I'm ranking by age, do you have an opinion?" Weiss raised his eyebrows and looked at Barty Crouch Jr.: "Don't make a fuss, keep a low profile, it's not a good thing to alarm the Aurors who are hiding and guarding around , when the time comes, I will definitely tell Voldemort that you ruined his plan."
"..." Hearing Voldemort's name, Barty Crouch Jr. trembled, took several deep breaths before calming down, and stared at Wes with fierce eyes, but his voice was lowered: "Cab Mr. Lev, do you need me to help you deal with those Aurors?"
"You want to vent your anger?" Weiss said angrily: "You want to release the magic to startle the other Aurors, isn't it still a waste of all previous efforts? Didn't you see that I took you to this place?"
"Mr. Kabrev, what are you going to do? You don't make that many paralytics, do you?" Barty Crouch Jr. asked suspiciously.
"This is an anesthetic... Forget it, call it whatever you want. I asked you and the mouse to investigate their hiding place in the past few days. Have you figured it out?" Weiss argued, and then waved his hands indifferently. He put away his sword and wand, and drew out a bat.
"There are a total of 6 Aurors around here, and the shift changes every 4 hours, which means you still have more than 2 hours." Barty Crouch Jr. pointed to the dark places of several houses and flower beds and said: "Just a few days position."
"I hope there are only 6..." Weiss glanced at Barty Crouch Jr.: "If there are still hidden ones, then you can go and make a target for Voldemort. He has been unable to get that thing recently, and he is not in a good mood. good."
"Of course! We investigated clearly!" Barty Crouch Jr. trembled and said hastily.
...The Fudge House...
"...I'm so dizzy...Huh? Who tied me up? Where's my wand?" Fudge opened his eyes in a daze, shook his heavy head a few times and murmured, and suddenly realized something was wrong when he was about to get up No, this is not his bedroom, but his study, and he was tied tightly to his leather sofa.
"Minister Fudge, I always feel that your vigilance is too low, and it is not a good habit to put the wand under the pillow." A young male voice sounded from behind Fudge: "Although there are reasons for anesthesia, but you You can actually sleep until 10 o'clock, shouldn't you be already at work at this time..."
"Who? Do you know who you kidnapped! I am the Minister of Magic! Are you going to make an enemy of the entire British Ministry of Magic? Let me go quickly, and I can give you a light sentence!" Fudge tried hard He looked back to see who made the sound.
"I think, Minister Fudge, you still don't know your situation." The male voice rang out again, and at the same time, a sword with a cold light stretched out from Fudge's neck. flower.
"You are... Kabrev!" Fudge felt the coldness on his neck and reacted instantly.
"Well, dear Mr. Fudge, you are right." Weiss stuck his head out from the other side of Fudge, and greeted him with a smile on his face: "Good morning."
"Kabrev! What have you done to my family!" Fudge shouted with a pale face the moment he saw Weiss.
"Shh...don't be so loud, I get nervous easily if it's too loud, when I get nervous I can't control my hand, once I can't control my hand..." Weiss stretched out his little finger and licked his ear, frowning and speaking lightly He opened his mouth and said, but with his words, the sword in his hand slowly moved a little closer to Fudge's throat.
At that distance, Fudge saw out of the corner of his eye, it seemed as if he would kill himself if he swallowed a little more.
"Mr. Kabrev, please calm down, we all remain calm..." Fudge could only say in a voice like a mosquito moaning.
"Hey, Minister Fudge, look at you, you've sweated so much, it's not hot today." Weiss looked out of the window through the French window made of a whole piece of glass, shaking his head and grabbed the lace material The curtains were pulled up: "I have to say, as a Minister of Magic, you will really enjoy it, massage chairs, TV, air conditioner..."
"Mr. Kabrev, you tied me up early in the morning. I don't know if you need anything? Is it a question of the arrest warrant? I can completely decide to issue your arrest warrant..." Fudge looked slightly The blade far away from his neck breathed a sigh of relief, and spoke quickly.
"Shh... don't worry, it's not a good habit to disturb your family's sleep..." Weiss still said lightly, his voice lowered a lot, but he actually placed the sword in Fudge's No matter on the shoulder.
"Are they okay? You didn't hurt them, did you?" Fudge became nervous again when he heard the news from his family, and his voice fluctuated with the shaking of the blade.
"Hush...please keep quiet...whether they can wake up 'naturally' depends on your performance, speaking of..." Weiss stood in front of Fudge and raised an index finger to gesture, with an interesting look on his face. His expression stretched out his arms and he gestured: "As the Minister of Magic, you actually have so many Muggle emerging technologies, but do you know that because of this 'technology-filled' room you personally arranged, your house was originally quite The perfect defensive magic reveals a big flaw? It's as big as a room..."
"Mr. Kabrev, what exactly do you want? As long as I can satisfy you, I will definitely agree to you! I can even appoint you as the highest deputy minister!" Fudge looked at the 'technology' in his study with a decadent expression. Products', the original love for them has also turned into deep regret.
"What do I want? To be the Minister of Magic of the United Kingdom..." Wess said slowly, seeing Fudge's expression of staring eyes before continuing: "I'm not interested..."
"Huh...huh...huh..." Fudge panted heavily, looking at Weiss with resentful eyes.
"I'm here this time, and it's actually nothing..." Weiss sat on Fudge's massage chair and pressed the button on it, until it started to say: "I heard recently that you put your deputy minister Sent to Hogwarts, eh?"
"Are you going to be a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts? No problem! I'll arrange it for you right away!" Fudge immediately said, "As long as you take this sword off my shoulder! We can discuss anything! "
"Minister Fudge, you don't have to worry about that sword..." Weiss closed his eyes and enjoyed the massage: "If you shake the sword casually, it will fall off."
"..." Fudge stared at Weiss bitterly, cursing in his heart: this crap is so close to my neck, and I'm tied tightly to the sofa again, move?What if it gets scratched!But what he said makes sense, why not try it?
"Oh, you didn't move. It seems that the plan to make the Minister of Magic commit suicide failed." Just as Fudge was about to move his shoulders, Weiss' voice sounded again, with a particularly regretful tone.
"Kablev, what tricks are you playing!" Fudge said viciously, but his eyes were fixed on the sword near his throat.
"Huh? I heard a lady's shout... It seems that she is coming here, should I go out and entertain her?" Weiss put his hand next to his ear suddenly, and Fudge also listened at this time A female voice was yelling something.
"No! Never! How could you do this! She is innocent!" Fudge said loudly with a pale face.
"Oh, look, you are so loud, you called her here..." Weiss pointed at Fudge to the doorknob, which was turning, and Weiss also sat up from the massage chair and hid in Fudge's Behind him, there was nothing but a wand sticking out from Fudge's armpit, pointing straight at the door.
"Don't! Don't come in!" Fudge roared loudly, because he saw Weiss drawing out his wand and pointing at the door. The tip of the wand was already shining, which was obviously a prepared magic.
But the outsider didn't seem to hear it, and pushed open the door, and at the same time, a stun curse was aimed at the place where Wes was originally staying.
"I have to say, Minister Fudge, your curtains are so thin, they can actually see where I am inside from the outside." Weiss's spell was only cast after avoiding the explosion debris caused by the stun spell In an instant, a native man emerged from the wall above the door frame, punched the wizard who was about to barge into the air, and then slammed the door hard with a bang.
"Well, Dumbledore's stone man is very useful." Weiss looked at the restored wall and nodded, then looked up at Fudge: "Minister Fudge, in fact, you have been in a coma for 8 hours. The few Aurors on duty I hung at the door have been rescued long ago..."
"Damn Kabrev brat! You hit me on the nose!" The female voice sounded again, but this time it was softer.
"It means that you can't pretend that Mrs. Fudge's voice can't come home, Miss Tonks, and I don't believe you can break through my alchemy circle and the repaired defensive magic circle in this house. Dumbledore didn't come!" Wei Wei Si also responded loudly, and while speaking, he opened the curtain a crack and took a look, then turned Fudge's sofa in the same direction, and pointed to the street to show him: "Look, there are so many people coming to rescue you , you see how important you are."
Fudge looked out along the slit opened by Weiss, the outside was in a mess, the land of the whole street seemed to be torn open, the originally smooth street now looked potholed, sparks were still radiating in many places, and a little The level ground was filled with Aurors.
In his well-manicured garden stood a giant made of rocks. Although his body was already bumpy, he kept waving his hands, hitting the Aurors on the ground again and again, causing them to dodge constantly.
But it didn't last long, the Golem hit by dozens of spells crashed down, but the besieging Aurors saw the fallen Golem quickly move away from its 'corpse', just when Fudge felt puzzled , the body of the stone man exploded suddenly, and several slow-running Aurors were instantly smashed by the gravel and cracked soil, and just when the Aurors felt lucky, Weiss opened the top transom A small gap was opened, and a spell hit the gravel, and suddenly a smaller stone man stood in the wreckage of the stone man, with exactly the same movements, exactly the same attack method, several Aurors who had fallen to the ground It was thrown out by it.
"Isn't it strange that there was no sound from the explosion just now?" Weiss closed the transom and looked at Fudge's surprised expression and smiled, then knocked on the glass in front of him, and the originally fragile glass made a sound like knocking on steel: "My alchemy formation is very good, and I took this opportunity to help you update the defensive magic of your house, don't thank me."
"Looking at your eyes, are you wondering why Tonks can come in and out freely?" Weiss looked at Fudge's puzzled eyes and said directly: "Because I need someone who can provide me with food, and she came the most Fast.
"Kablev! We need to talk! You have to let Minister Fudge go..." Just as he was speaking, Tonks' voice sounded outside the door.
"Thank you for bringing the pizza, but Tonks, if you hope that Minister Fudge's family will not be short of arms or legs, how about leaving this room for 30 minutes?" Weiss also turned his head and said loudly to the door.
"...If you ask, of course!" Tonks said immediately after being stunned for a while, followed by the voice of walking away quickly.
"Kablev, what exactly do you want?" Fudge turned his head away from looking at the miserable situation of the Aurors who kept attacking his mansion outside the window, and stared at Wes with a raised eyebrow.
"What did I just say... By the way, I heard that you sent Umbridge to Hogwarts to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts?" Weiss looked down at Fudge, who was being tied up on the sofa by him. .
"That's right." Fudge asked suspiciously, "You don't want her to be a professor?"
"No, no, no matter who you send, I have no problem, after all, you are the Minister of Magic." Weiss said while looking up at the clock in the study. It showed 11:36, and the Hogwarts Express train had passed Been going for a while.
"Then what are you here for! Do you know that... No, I mean, Kabrev, since it's not about the selection of the professor of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, what else is there for you to come here? Just as Fudge said a few words sharply, Weiss put his hand on the sword dangling on his shoulder, and in an instant Fudge's tone changed as if he were a kind and successful person.
"Well, I'm here this time... Oh, old man Dumbledore is here, it looks like I have to go, I don't want to escape from prison again, it's too much trouble." Just as Weiss was about to speak, he suddenly noticed something There was a huge wave of magic power, and then the stone man instantly disappeared without a trace: "Oh, does a gadget made by the transformation technique need such a large amount of magic power? It's scary for the old man to be angry... "
"Kablev, let go of the Minister of Magic, he needs to take care of the affairs in the Ministry of Magic!" Dumbledore stood in front of Fudge's mansion and said loudly, while waving his wand in the air, the defensive magic circle arranged and repaired by Weiss layer by layer Layers were unraveled and dissipated without a trace.
"Minister Fudge, it seems that I have to go. With the old man's speed, I don't have long time. As for the purpose of my coming, you can consider it as a 'warning'. You must know that many of my good friends are still waiting for you." Gewartz, that person's reputation is not very good." Weiss lowered his body, looked straight into Fudge's eyes without blinking, and said calmly: "I have the ability to sneak in once, guess I can Can't you sneak in for a second time?"
"Are you threatening me?" Fudge suddenly became daring when he heard Dumbledore's voice, staring at Wes angrily.
"No, I'm just stating a fact." Weiss shook his head and removed the sword from Fudge's neck: "Believe it or not is up to you."
"Before I leave, I'll give you a little thing." Weiss said while pressing an iron helmet-like thing on Fudge's head, and pulled the three hanging iron chains to lock them with a click: "You You can talk, tell Dumbledore, there are 6 intertwined alchemy formations inside, the current time is 11:39, and the explosion time is 12:1000, if the time is up, 'boom'; if you make a mistake, 'boom' ;If I was arrested within [-] meters of you, 'boom', you will see the most gorgeous fireworks in either case. By the way, your wife has the same one on her head, so Tonks dare not touch her , As for whether they are really the same, believe it or not, that's up to you."
"Kablev! You can't escape! I'll definitely catch you!" Fudge screamed in horror.
"Men, don't scream casually, that's what weak girls would do." Weiss spread his hands and said, then turned his head and looked out the window: "The old man moves really fast, only 18 layers of defense left Magic, I hope I don't see a picture of you and fireworks in tomorrow's Daily Prophet. Well, Mr Minister, it was a pleasure to see you today, bye."
After finishing speaking, Weiss nodded his head, and Fudge saw his figure disappear little by little from top to bottom. After disappearing completely, the door of the study was pushed open, and the sound of light footsteps echoed in Weiss. Then the whole house fell silent, and there was no sound, until Dumbledore broke through the last defensive magic and walked into the room.
"Dumbledore! He left me a bomb! It's about to explode! Help!" Fudge looked at the quartz clock showing 11:56, and said urgently.
"Cornery, calm down... What did Kabrev say?" Dumbledore walked over quickly, drew out his wand and tapped the helmet on Fudge's head, and several intertwined alchemy formations appeared in an instant. After standing in front of him and taking a rough look, Dumbledore showed a dumbfounding expression on his face.
"He said it would blow up at 12 o'clock, and it would blow up if he was caught, and he would blow up if he was wrong!" Fudge said eagerly, panting heavily: "He said he would see the most beautiful fireworks! It's about to explode! Dumbledore! It's It's about to explode! 5 more minutes!"
"...Connelly, calm down, calm down, you'll be fine, even if it's 12 o'clock...it's just fireworks...really fireworks..." Dumbledore raised his white eyebrows high, He said as calmly as possible: "So, Connelly, what about Kabrev?"
"Dumbledore, isn't this really a bomb? Really isn't it? Then on my wife's head..."
"I just went to see it, it's just an alchemy circle with hypnotic effect... So, where is Kabrev?"
"...I don't know, damn Kabrev! He changed the magic circle in the whole house! Maybe the Apparation is gone!"
...Malfoy Manor...
"What about the agreed response?" Weiss walked into the manor and saw Voldemort who was roaring angrily at his men.
"Don't talk to me about that damned 'coupling'! The real damn one is Bode!" Voldemort growled, "Kablev! Go! Kill him!"
(End of this chapter)
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