The Harry Potter Show Teaser

Chapter 292 "I'm Tired."

Wes had just finished "playing around" with Yaxley and Voldemort sent someone to ask him to go to the Minister of Magic's office.

"What are you calling me for?" Weiss looked at the three people in the room expressionlessly, Voldemort, Draco, and a Death Eater named Dolphin Roll.

At this moment, Draco was pointing his wand tremblingly at the Rohr who was on the ground, who was gasping for pain. He was obviously under the Cruciatus Curse.

"Roll met Harry Potter on Tottenham Palace Road, and he ran away." Voldemort said in an extremely indifferent tone.

"Oh, that's right, what does it matter to me?" Weiss nodded slightly, then stared at Voldemort and said in a flat tone.

"..." Voldemort narrowed his eyes, stared at Wes for a while and then said softly: "According to him, Granger is 'running away' with Harry Potter and the Weasley boys..."

"Oh, that's right." Weiss still nodded clearly, and then looked at Voldemort again: "And then?"

"..." Voldemort squinted his eyes and looked at Wes silently, his eyes moving erratically.

"The Harry Potter matter has nothing to do with me. Rodolphs is in charge." Seeing that Rohr stopped moaning and pulled out his wand, he added a Cruciatus Curse to Rohr, and Rohr screamed. It resounded throughout the office again, but Weiss still looked at the screaming Luo Er indifferently, expressionless.

"..." Voldemort squinted his eyes and looked Wes up and down silently.

"Hiss..." Nagini lifted his head from Voldemort's feet and touched his hand lightly.

"It's okay, I'm going back." Weiss glanced at Nagini, turned around and walked out the door.

"..." Voldemort touched Nagini's snake head with one hand, and suddenly said: "The Ministry of Magic has not yet been integrated, and it's not like you, Kabrev..."

"I'm tired." Weiss left such a sentence when he closed the minister's room, and then he closed the door heavily.

"...That's right." Voldemort had just read her memory from Nagini's mind to understand what had just happened, and the more Voldemort thought about it, the more gloomy his face became, because he suddenly realized that if that The kid really doesn't care about that Mudblood, then he has no one to control him, that is to say, no matter what he does, there will always be someone who is not much less powerful than himself staring at myself...

And that kid's attitude... He dared to raise his wand to him last year. If Severus hadn't arrived in time, under the siege of three people, everything would start all over again. How many people follow me?

This feeling of being out of control made the Dark Lord feel extremely irritated.

As a result, Luo Er's screams became even more miserable.

"Draco, go follow Kabrev, I want to know what he does every day!" Voldemort's eyes were red and full of anger.

After Draco left, Voldemort sat down on the gorgeous armchair of the Minister of Magic with a gloomy face, tapping his fingers on the armrest of the armchair, looking bored.

But for Weiss, he didn't do anything, he just tore off the disguise on his face, and walked swaggeringly in the Ministry of Magic, without the slightest concealment.

On the way he passed, it was not that he did not encounter the responsible Auror or the 'responsible' Death Eater, so a battle, either active or passive, was inevitable.

When Draco found Wes in the hall of the Ministry of Magic, he had already turned into an Animagus form, his eyes were red as blood, and he was holding a wizard's head with one hand, dragging their bodies and walking on their own , didn't care about the struggle of his two subordinates at all, and opposite him, the Death Eaters and Aurors who had entered the Ministry of Magic stood in a rare formation, with their wands upright all tensely facing Wes, but they But unnaturally retreating slightly, because the 'monster' on the opposite side is advancing step by step towards them.

"Mr. Kabrev?" Draco said tremblingly.

"..." Weiss glanced back at Draco after hearing the words, but he still didn't stop at all. He kept moving forward, faster and faster, and finally rushed into the crowd like a gust of wind.

In an instant, wailing, screaming, beast roaring, and chanting spells resounded through the hall of the Ministry of Magic.

At the end of the battle, a monster stood alone in a hall full of wounded people with a huge sword on its shoulders. With the wailing of a group of people, he returned to human form and walked in silently, dragging a huge sword bigger than himself. out of the fireplace, and departed with the flickering green firelight.

...the next day, Jonathan's Cottage...

"Mr. Kabrev, where are you going today?" Draco knocked on Wes's door early in the morning.

"Withdraw money." Weiss patted Draco who was still trembling: "No one died yesterday, or are you afraid of blood?"

"Well, it's true that no one died, but you beat everyone down." Draco smiled wryly, and his calves trembled a little when recalling the bloody scene yesterday.

"They are too annoying." Weiss responded lightly.

"..." Draco only showed a wry smile, and followed Wes on the Knight Bus.

…Gringotts…

"I want to withdraw money." Weiss stood in the middle of the hall and said to a goblin above.

"Give me your key, please." The goblin leaned forward and stared at Wes.

"Okay..." Weiss nodded his head neatly, and reached out to touch his waist, but what he showed was a magic wand: "However, I hate talking to people with my head up."

As soon as the words fell, a magic spell accurately hit the goblin, and in an instant, the goblin flew several meters backwards.

……

Standing outside Gringotts, Draco gave a wry smile when he heard the sound of "ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, bang, bang" from inside.

"Little Malfoy, why are you here?" Nott's voice sounded when Draco was idly acting as the doorman.

"Huh? Nott?" Draco heard the words and looked, and a hunched figure appeared in front of him.

"Huh? What's going on inside?" Nott asked involuntarily when he heard the strange noise coming from Gringotts when he approached Draco.

"Mr. Kabrev is inside." Draco said with a wry smile, "He said he wanted to withdraw money."

"Withdrawing money? Is this the sound of withdrawing money?" Nott's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and he looked into Gringotts tentatively. Just when he stuck his head out, a small figure came from Gringotts. It flew out and shattered the floor-to-ceiling glass on the opposite side of the street, while the short figure lay quietly in the glass shards, motionless.

"Kablev had a great time..." Nott quickly retracted his head and said while wiping his cold sweat.

"Yeah, I beat up everyone in the Ministry of Magic last night..." Draco sighed, "I'm still alive and well in Gringotts today...'playing'..."

"No wonder no one from the Ministry of Magic has come over for such a long time... What happened to him?" Nott was sweating and asked quickly.

"Uh, I can't tell you..." Draco said with a wry smile, then rolled his eyes and said, "You can investigate by yourself, Mr. Kabrev didn't treat it as a secret, and you can find it out once you check it .”

"..." Nott stopped the topic for a moment, and gave Draco a meaningful look. Just as he was about to speak again, a thick blue-white light pierced the roof of Gringotts and went straight into the sky, and the building was destroyed. The blue and white magic fire entangled in the mouth did not go away for a long time.

Nott and Draco stared blankly at the spell piercing the sky, and after a while they all lowered their heads and changed the subject in a tacit understanding.

About twenty minutes later, Weiss walked out of Gringotts expressionlessly, but his clothes were changed.

"Huh? Nott?" Weiss saw Nott standing with Draco at first sight when he came out.

"Uh, Kabrev, hello." Nott felt the surge of magic that hadn't dissipated from Weiss, and he felt a little weak in his calves.

"Go and tell Yaxley to come and take over Gringotts." Weiss nodded to him, pointed at Gringotts behind him with his thumb and said, "All the goblins inside have agreed."

"Really, it's a good thing they agree." Nott wiped the sweat from his forehead and forced a smile.

"Yeah." Weiss waved his hand, found a direction and walked away slowly.

"Mr. Kabrev, did you get the money?" Draco hurriedly chased after him and asked suspiciously.

"No, it's all down and the track is broken. I left the car at the bottom of the canyon and I can't pick it up today..." Weiss replied flatly, "I'll come back tomorrow."

...the next day, Gringotts...

"I'll withdraw money." Weiss once again appeared in the trading floor of Gringotts.

"..." The goblin with the bandage on his body rolled his eyes when he heard Weiss' words, and fainted.

...Night, Jonathan Cottage...

"Hey, Kabrev, does the reward still count?" When Weiss was about to take a break, Rodolphs suddenly knocked on Weiss' door, and he couldn't wait to ask after Weiss opened the door.

"It's up to you. I won't pay. Whoever sends the reward will pay." Weiss said coldly, and before Rodolphs could speak again, he slammed the door shut.

...a street away...

In a dark and empty house, Voldemort stood outside the window and stared at the house where Wes was. His face under the moonlight became paler and his eyes became scarlet.

"Master, it's exactly as you expected." Rodolphus said to Voldemort with his head down.

"..." Voldemort stared at the house across the street with a cold expression, and the atmosphere fell to freezing point for a while.

"Master, then do I still need to put Granger in the same position as catching Harry Potter?" After a long while, Rodolphs couldn't bear the increasingly frozen atmosphere and asked aloud.

"...Catch." Voldemort still kept his face frosty, and he uttered a word after a long while.

"Okay master, I always thought that kid must be pretending..." Rodolphs hurriedly bent down to respond.

...the next day, Jonathan's Cottage...

"Hey, kid, I heard from Rodolphus, have you given up on that little girl?" Greyback squatted on the chair and stared at Weiss.

"I'm tired." Weiss cut off a large piece of bloody beef and chewed it in his mouth: "This beef is really fresh."

"Of course, I just caught it this morning." Greyback didn't move the plate of beef in front of him, but squinted at Wes.

"What are you doing? I have something to say." Weiss glanced up and concentrated on dealing with the beef.

"...Aren't you going to the Ministry of Magic these two days? The Dark Lord said that Harry Potter will go to rescue 'Sirius Black' in a few days, and then you will be able to see that little girl." Greyback spoke slowly. As he spoke, he hoped to find the subtle changes in Weiss' facial expression.

"No, I'm going to live in Hogsmeade these few days, you want me to go there." Weiss still raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, his expression remained unchanged: "Also, the wolf calling you Don't provoke me, you cubs in Hogsmeade, or I won't take your face into account when I beat you up."

"...Are you really Kabrev?" The words Greyback uttered after a while made Weiss choke for a while.

"Yes." Weiss replied cleanly.

...Hogsmeade...

When Wythe returned to the three broomsticks in Hogsmeade, he heard Lady Rosmerta's screams and the sound of smashing things from inside the three broomsticks.

"I never pay for my drinks! Woman! Show me clearly! What does this sign stand for!" A drunken wizard waving his arms as he smashed the tavern.

"Oh, are you going to rob?" Weiss put his sword on the throat of a drunk wizard, squinting at the 'Dark Mark' on his arm: "Is this the Dark Mark?"

"Who are you! Do you know who I am! Do you know what kind of trouble you will get into if you kill me!" The wizard woke up when he noticed the coldness on his neck, but he still yelled loudly yell.

"I'm Kabrev." Weiss' tone remained calm, and he didn't say anything to him. He just looked at Ms. Rosmerta: "What should I do?"

"Slap me! Throw it out! Throw it out of Hogsmeade!" Ms. Rosmerta turned pale angrily, pointing at the wizard who had turned on the trembling mode and screamed.

"Oh." Weiss responded lightly, and in the next second, there was a creepy scream from the three brooms.

The next day, at the door of the three brooms, there was a huge sword that was as wide as the door panel and as tall as a person when exposed to the ground.

…Grimmauld Place…

"It must be crazy!" Ron whined at Harry, showing off his injured arm.

"I told you not to talk about Kabrev in front of him." Hermione glanced at Ron, took out a "Daily Prophet", pointed to "Black was arrested, suspected of participating in the Dark Wizard Movement" and said: "What if this is a trap? What if it's the same as the year before?"

"It's not the same! We need Sirius, only he knows what the Horcrux is all about! He was caught before he could tell me! Even if it's a trap, I have to go there!" Harry filmed " The Daily Prophet said, while tugging on the necklace around his neck: "Did you see it? It's exactly the same as the one on Kreacher's neck! It's what Sirius asked you to give me that night!"

"Maybe they belong to the Black family..." Ron said, frowning, staring at Harry's necklace.

"No! I saw this necklace at Professor Dumbledore's!" Harry said in a low voice, "This is Voldemort's family pendant!"

"But why did it appear here? I remember we saw it here when we were in the third grade. At that time, Kabrev went berserk because of this!" Hermione frowned and tried to match it with the one in her memory. Necklace comparison.

"Kreacher must know something." Ron looked back towards the stairs, where Kreacher was standing there, staring at the three of them warily, muttering something silently.

"But he doesn't talk to us at all." Harry shook his head, then looked down at the Daily Prophet.

"Should we inform the members of the Order of the Phoenix?" Hermione frowned and asked, "We are going to save people this time, and the three of us may not be able to do it alone."

"You're right, but can we contact other people?" Ron shook his head and said, walking to the window sill at the same time, lifted the corner of the curtain and pointed to a place and said, "They're still here, they're under surveillance."

"..." Ron's question silenced the other two.

After a long while, Harry nodded abruptly, and said seriously: "There is no other way, only the three of us."

After this brief meeting, Kreacher approached Hermione again and asked the question he often asked after meeting Hermione here: "Do you trust Mr. Kabrev?" The usual 'Miss Granger' didn't bring it along, and its face was full of displeasure. Obviously, he already knew the answer.

"No! So I didn't believe anything they said! But this time I saw it with my own eyes! He has changed!" Hermione screamed hoarsely: "Don't ask this question again! I've had enough!"

"I obey, dirty Mudblood." Kreacher showed a relieved smile, and disappeared instantly after snapping his fingers.

...a few days later...

A report of "Harry Potter Infiltrated the Ministry of Magic, Brutally Killing Former Auror Alastor Moody" appeared on Wythe's desk.

"What's the matter?" Weiss glanced at it and threw it aside, raising his eyebrows slightly to look at Ms. Rosmerta.

"...What's the matter with you?" Ms. Rosmerta stared at Weiss for a while, her face full of doubts: "There is news about the girl named Granger."

"Oh, so?" Weiss still stared at Ms. Rosmerta coldly, and his tone was very flat.

"...What's the matter with you?" Ms. Rosmerta frowned and asked, feeling more and more wrong in her heart.

"I'm tired of staying in this world." Weiss said in a very flat tone: "Maybe it's a good thing to let it return to chaos."

"Return to Chaos? What is that?" Ms. Rosmerta blinked her eyes a few times with a confused face.

"..." Weiss just glanced at Ms. Rosmerta with a pair of red eyes, shook his head slightly but said nothing.

"No, you're not Kabrev, who are you?" Ms. Rosmerta pointed her wand at Weiss with a vigilant expression, her voice trembling.

"I am Kabrev, Wes Kabrev." Weiss ignored Ms. Rosmerta's wand, glanced at her and continued: "Rosmerta, owner of the Three Broomsticks tavern, female, age Unknown, I like wine red silk pajamas, measurements..."

"Stop! Stop for me!" Ms. Rosmerta quickly interrupted: "I believe you are Kabrev, but your reaction..."

"I'm just tired." Weiss' tone was still light and emotionless.

(End of this chapter)