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Chapter 258 Pocket Watch and Daily Life
"'...I tracked down and fought with that evil vampire for three whole days...no! Five days and five nights! Finally he trapped me in a cunning trap and cruelly cast all kinds of curses on me ...' The above is an interview with Auror George Villa, an elite Auror of the Brazilian Ministry of Magic. His testimony clearly tells us that the youngest, most evil and most rampant dark wizard in history is not invincible! He continues to After Greece suffered a setback, it tasted defeat again! Rufus Scrimgeour, the candidate for the British Minister of Magic, said that as long as we unite under the leadership of the Ministry of Magic, nothing is invincible, even if it is... "

Harry was staring at the "Daily Prophet" in front of him with a very strange expression, and another neatly folded report from a week ago was placed beside his arm, and the protagonists of the report all It was a man, a man who spent four years with him - Wes Inbas Kabrev.

'Five days?Is the Ministry of Magic taking everyone for fools?Fortunately, I still think it's a good thing that Fudge is about to step down..." Harry was thinking, frowning as he looked at a new desk calendar on his desk, and said to himself: "Immediately... I can go to Sirius right now That's it... hold on... Harry Potter, you can do it... you just have to put up with it for a few more weeks..."

"Potter! Come down for me! How long are you going to stay in your room! Do you know what day it is today!" Just as Harry was talking to himself, there was an angry roar from downstairs , shattered his illusions.

"Yes, Uncle Vernon, I'll be down right away!" Harry responded loudly after taking a few deep breaths, then threw the two newspapers into the drawer, and took a final look at the black font on the headline.

"That's right! It's time for the Quidditch dream to end...I will definitely catch you back with my own hands!"

Then, he closed the drawer firmly and walked out of the room quickly.

…Amazon River…

"Damn Auror! I can still smell the garlic juice on my body!" Weiss used the bonfire to dry the moisture on his body, smelling the smell on the clothes beside the fire, and said in a disgusted tone. But he was stunned, looking at the smell coming from his bonfire and muttering to himself: "But it seems to be served with barbecue...it looks good..."

At this time, he had just washed himself in a shoal of the Amazon River. He kept washing himself and his clothes twice a day for two days, and this place was at least as close as the Auror who was hung up after being beaten unconscious by him. Four mangroves are far away.

And the original overlord of this shoal, its whole body was hiding under the water surface, staring at the direction of Weiss with only a pair of bright yellow eyes exposed on the water surface, and remained motionless for a long time.

"If you dare to come and attack me again, it's not a matter of a tail." Weiss noticed the murderous look in his eyes, and pointed to a long strip roasted on the bonfire and said, "And you dare to attack me?" Steal my grilled fish! This is compensation!"

I don't know if I understood what Weiss said, anyway, the "original overlord" who was missing half of his tail slowly hid his eyes under the water surface, and with a ripple appearing on the water surface, it was very easy. Obviously, it swims away.

"Should it be cooked? The outer skin is a little burnt..." Weiss sniffed the smell in the air, looked at the charred tail and said regretfully, and then withdrew the oily tail from the fire, and let it sit for a while. After cooling for a while, I drew out my sword, and prepared to cut a piece to taste whether it was done.

"...Huh? Sirius?" Weiss's hand holding the sword suddenly paused, his eyebrows furrowed instantly, and he quickly looked around while patting the remaining water droplets on his arm, and then he said to himself after a long while. He said in a language: "Moody? The old Auror is really slow to learn... um... Austria... Nurmengard..."

"It seems that my leisure trip is over..." Weiss threw a few clothes that smelled of garlic into the fire, grabbed the crocodile tail and chewed it, and muttered after a long while: "Well ...Sure enough, the inside is not cooked through...Is it too thick..."

…Brazilian airports…

"Mr. East, our destination has arrived. Tim, why are you in a daze? Hurry up and open the door for Mr. East!" It was the same black uncle, the same Tim, and the same tone of yelling at Tim, but Will The relationship between Si and them is completely different now, but even though they say so, they can't remember it at all.

"Yes... yes!" Tim was shocked when he heard the words, and quickly removed his peeking at the rear seat of the car from the rearview mirror, and quickly got out of the car.

"Express my thanks to Ms. Hidalgo for me. There are a lot of people here in South Africa looking for me. If it weren't for you, I would have wasted some time." Weiss said with a smile, not waiting for Tim to go around and open the door for him , pushed open the door ahead of time, waved at the two of them, and walked towards the airport.

"Well, Mr. East, may I ask, have we met somewhere?" Tim looked at the back of Weiss going away, and couldn't bear the doubts in his heart and called out to him.

"Tim!" The black uncle also got out of the car at this time and stood beside Tim. He immediately frowned and scolded. hair.

"I'm the face of the public." Weiss didn't stop and didn't look back, his pace was still not slow or fast.

"Speak up!" Tim staggered as he slapped the black uncle.

"By the way!" Weiss walked to the shadow in front of the airport gate and stopped suddenly, turned around and said to the two people who were still watching him, "Does this remind me?" The magic wand waved casually at them in the air.

'Shua' Seeing Weiss's movement, the two squatted down in place, with a look of vigilance, and stretched out their hands into their arms, but they were stunned for a moment after touching the cold, fine iron object, and then turned their attention to the airport At the gate, the orange-haired boy had disappeared.

...the waiting room...

"Well, it looks like I'm not very good at learning the 'Forgetting Curse'..." Weiss followed the flow of people into the waiting room, took out the ticket and double-checked it carefully, looked up Facing several check-in gates, I fell into a deep entanglement: "I boarded the plane according to the aircraft number last time and the last time, but..."

Weiss turned his head to look at the busy crowd around him again, scratched his head and suddenly remembered a little thing he just got.

A black pocket watch.

"According to the logic, I should be in a state of 'confusion' now... right?" Weiss wrinkled his face, and opened it with a completely distrustful expression: "I hope this time it's not a state where the clock hand keeps spinning... ..."

...another airport...

"It's unbelievable. The things my mother made didn't look as cute as hers this time?" Weiss looked at the steel notice board in front of him in shock—'Welcome to Vienna'.

"Is it so easy to use?" Weiss looked at the black pocket watch in his hand and pondered: "How about...try again? Anyway, I don't know how to get to Nurmengard..." After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes Eyes closed, thinking of 'Numengard', after a long while, he opened his eyes slightly, and took a sneak peek.

"Meow meow, I really shouldn't have believed that funny woman!" Weiss looked at the pointer that was spinning non-stop now with a blank face, closed the cover of the watch and threw it into the stretch bag. lower level.

"Now, the most important thing... Where is the hotel here?" Weiss looked at the city in the middle of the night with a serious expression.

…U.K…

Early in the morning, Granger's house was as lively as ever. No, Mrs. Granger immediately screamed hysterically when she entered the kitchen to prepare breakfast: "Hermione! Jane! Granger! Come down quickly!" Fuck Crookshanks! She can open the fridge now! Hermione! Did you hear that?"

"... Oh... Mom... Crookshanks would have opened the refrigerator long ago... She won't do anything bad... She doesn't like drinking milk... Please let me sleep for a while..." After a long while, Hermione's confused voice was heard from upstairs.

"Question! Question! Yes! She's feeding Jack with our bacon and yesterday's fish steaks!" Mrs. Granger's voice was accompanied by two cat meows, although one sounded more like a hawk, But... that voice was indeed a 'meow'.

"Hey, just hello, mom, didn't you buy a lot... what! He's eating fish steaks? Oh my god! I'll be down right away!" Hermione responded in a daze at first, but in the next second, she said the same thing. Exclaimed, quickly lifted the quilt, ran down the stairs with bare feet stepping on the floor without even having time to put on shoes, and shouted while running: "Jack! No fish steaks! That's too oily! For you The feathers are not good!"

Mrs. Granger: "..."

...The Burrow...

"Well, Mom, this is Fleur, Fleur Isabel Delacour, I believe you have seen it in the Triwizard Tournament last year..." Bill was held by a beautiful woman with silver hair , blushing in embarrassment and said to his mother: "We are going to get engaged..."

"..." Mrs. Weasley was stunned for a moment when she heard the words, she didn't even notice that the ball of wool she was holding fell to the ground.

"No, Bill, we are going to get married!" Furong immediately interrupted Bill's voice and said in a firm tone.

"boom!"

Mrs. Weasley slipped off the sofa and sat down heavily on the floor.

"Snapped!"

This was the sound of Ginny and Ron who were eavesdropping on the stairs, as if they had fallen too.

…Lestrange Manor…

Weiss once discovered that Voldemort particularly liked the kind of round table that looked like the 'Knights of the Round Table', so where he was, as long as he stayed in one place for more than two weeks, he would definitely order his men to get one.

At present, he has been at Lestrange Manor for more than two weeks.

Then, Weiss also discovered that the Death Eaters especially like to hold meetings.

'Unique group culture, although nothing useful can be discussed. ' Weiss made this comment when he participated in the fifth regular meeting.

"Have you found him?" Voldemort knocked on the long oval table in front of him, raised his chin and glanced at the group of Death Eaters below, while he sat on the top, looking proudly at his subordinates like King Arthur or Master Merlin. A bunch of Death Eaters.

The round table originally meant 'equality' and 'unity', but it was not here for Voldemort. He could trample all 'equality' under his feet and crush it.

As Weiss once said to him, only he is the Dark Lord, and others only need to obey his 'rules' or follow his orders.

So, in front of him, all the Death Eaters buried their heads low, not daring to speak freely, and their hearts rose and fell with the sound of Voldemort's beating.

"Lucius." Voldemort didn't know what his mood was when he saw the silence of the group of people under him. He didn't hesitate, and directly ordered a Death Eater who was closer to him.

"Dear master, as far as I know, he is currently in Brazil... But Yaxley is more familiar with the specific location, after all, he is responsible for this matter." Lucius said quickly, and then glanced at A glance at Yaxley sitting across from him.

"Yes, master! I am responsible for this matter!" Yaxley immediately stood up, bowed respectfully to Voldemort, glanced coldly at Lucius, cleared his throat, and said loudly: " Originally, after the investigation, he was found in Greece, but when I chased him, he was discovered by the local Ministry of Magic and had to stop following him... Later, under our investigation, he had left Europe and ran to South America, but after I personally tracked him down In the past, he left again... No! He ran away, and his current whereabouts are unknown..."

After Yaxley took a breath, he looked at Voldemort nervously, and said in a trembling voice: "Please forgive me, master, our people have also found a doubt. With all due respect, the relationship between him and Kabrev The whereabouts are almost exactly the same, we suspect Kabrev..."

"You suspect that kid?" Fenrir Greyback slapped the round table fiercely, staring at Yaxley with fierce eyes, his nails scratched the wooden table, and sawdust flew: "Without him, We are still squatting in Azkaban!"

"These are two different things! The whereabouts of that kid and the target person are too consistent, I think you can figure out what it means with your beastly brain!" Yaxley squinted at Greyback when he heard this, His tone was full of disdain.

"Are you trying to fight?" Greyback was rarely furious, but narrowed his eyes and stared at Yaxley.

"Enough!" Voldemort said at the right time, interrupting the tense atmosphere, and looked at Yaxley: "Where is he now?"

"Sorry, master, this...we haven't..." Yaxley's cold sweat dripped down instantly, his head buried low, and he dared not look at Voldemort tremblingly.

"Go and find out where that old guy is." Voldemort stroked the mistletoe wand and said lightly: "Kabrev, I hope you are not 'Loki', you must know that your 'Mistertin' is now But in my hand..."

(End of this chapter)