Hogwarts: Becoming a god from reselling fresh food

"We have no choice against cunning criminals!" said an Auror, "Reporter Skeeter, why don't you listen to the testimony of Mr. Alex?"

"Alex, repeat everything you just confessed!" the Auror ordered.

"I, my name is Alex Wood, I work for Murphy Darkholm, I..." Alex twitched in his chair in a daze, "I made the potion for him and put the magic potion on him. The medicine is sold to, Ma, Madou..."

"It's a Muggle!" Auror corrected, "The Veritaserum made him a little slurred, but this does not affect the authenticity of his testimony. Murphy Darkholm, what else do you have to say?"

Murphy frowned, looked at Alex, then at Barty Crouch, and finally turned his gaze to Kingsley, "Is this what you call a testimony? Captain Kingsley?"

"What? You still want to deny it?"

Murphy took a step forward and was stopped by Auror. He looked at Alex, "Let me ask you, where did you make the potions and how did you sell them to Muggles?"

"I, I don't know...I don't know..."

"Then what evidence do you have to prove everything you said?"

"I...I don't know, I don't know..."

Alex suddenly grabbed his chest, "It hurts... My chest hurts..."

"Didn't you say that I was selling potions to Muggles? How did I sell it to them and how much did I sell it for? What evidence do you have?" Murphy continued to ask.

"I don't know, I don't know, they didn't tell me..." Alex suddenly struggled violently, "It hurts! It hurts! Help! Help..."

"Murphy, you..." Kingsley thought Murphy had done something to Alex and was about to scold him.

But Murphy shouted faster than him: "What did you do to him! Stop! Do you want to silence me?!"

Kingsley was stunned.

Should I silence you?

Why should I silence him?

However, Alex struggled more and more fiercely, and he yelled miserably, "No, please, I know, I am Alex! Stop! Please, I remember! I work for Murphy, Please, stop..."

All the Aurors were stunned and didn't understand what was happening.

Rita Skeeter was also stunned by this sudden development, but the reporter's sense of news immediately brought her back from the shock, allowing the photographer to quickly snap several photos.

Big news!

Big news this time!

"What spell did you use on him? The Cruciatus Curse?" Murphy asked.

"What?" Kingsley looked at the scene in front of him in shock, "No way, he must be cursed! Quick! Undo the curse on him!"

Murphy raised his eyebrows and responded quickly.

But it's too late.

His consciousness followed the magic link connected to "Alex" and gave the order, "Good job, now you can die, Yitzhak."

Yes, the so-called "Alex" is just Yitzhak who was captured by him a few days ago and then had a plastic surgery.

After experiencing countless Legilimency and Oblivion spells, he has been tortured by Murphy into a puppet who only knows to repeat a few lines.

Now, the puppet's performance is over and it's time to exit.

The magic power of the Thorns Oath was injected into Yizhak's body along the link, instantly detonating the curse implanted in his body. Yzhak felt as if he had suddenly fallen into a bush of thorns, and even his internal organs began to grow. Thorns, countless thorns entangled him, tightened them, and then twisted violently.

Yitzhak suddenly let out a miserable scream, then rolled his eyes and lost his breath.

"Stop the curse! Stop the curse!" An Auror recited several breaking spells to Yitzhak, but there was no response. "Boss, he's not breathing!"

"Therapist! Quick! Get the therapist!" Kingsley yelled.

"Kill him!" Murphy shouted, "What methods did you use to force him to say those words!?"

"What?! What nonsense are you talking about!" The Aurors still had not recovered from the shock of Alex's sudden death.

"Did you put a curse on him?" Murphy asked. "You forced him to say those words, and then in order to avoid anyone questioning, he spilled the beans and put a curse on him!"

"Us? Curse him?" An Auror laughed angrily, "Why should we curse him?!"

"Of course it was to make him say those words, to make him prove that I am a criminal!"

"Nonsense!" Kingsley was furious, "This must be you! You put a curse on him in order to let him keep the secret!"

The strong black man glared at Murphy, "Murphy Duckholm! You are so cruel! He is your assistant! He has relatives to take care of! You actually..."

"Captain Kingsley, you are very prejudiced against me." Murphy looked at him fearlessly, "What evidence do you have that I killed him? In my opinion, it was clearly him who was illegally killed by you. He was arrested, secretly interrogated, and died suddenly! It was you who killed him! The person who should be responsible for his death is you!"

"Bastard!" Kingsley was extremely angry. It was the first time that he felt that he hated someone so much.

The boy in front of him was only eighteen or nineteen years old, but he was already like a demon in human form. He was as indifferent to the lives of others and regarded all laws and rules as nothing!

He is simply like a replica of the Dark Lord!

Kingsley couldn't help but want to pounce on him and punch that confident face hard.

"stop!"

Barty Crouch stopped him.

"You're crazy! Kingsley! This is the Ministry of Magic! This is the Auror's office! This is not a place for you to quarrel and fight!"

Kingsley forced himself to calm down and said to Crouch: "Director, you also heard Alex's testimony just now. There is conclusive evidence that Murphy Darkholm broke the law. I apply for his immediate arrest!"

"Oh? Then, continue to torture me to extract a confession, and then make me suddenly die suddenly after I reveal my crime?" Murphy mocked.

"Shut up!" Crouch also yelled at Murphy, "Call experts immediately to check the cause of Alex's death. No one is allowed to leave the Auror headquarters until the cause of his death is found out!"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, a wizard suddenly broke in.

"Davis?" Crouch was a little confused when he saw the man, "What are you doing here?"

The young wizard named Davis just nodded to Crouch, then came to Murphy's side, showed a smile and said: "Mr. Murphy, I am Davis Pruitt, the secretary of the minister. The minister asked me to inform you that Mr. Alex Wood has been found just now. He just went to Germany through the international floo network dedicated fireplace not long ago for the purpose of visiting relatives."

"What?" Murphy was stunned, "Are you sure? Are you sure it's Alex Wood himself?"

Now everyone in the interrogation room looked at Davis.

The latter was a little confused, but still said: "Yes, it is Alex Wood. We looked at his cross-border floo application. The staff in charge of the fireplace was a classmate of Alex, and it was confirmed that it was him. "

In an instant, the silence in the interrogation room could be heard.

"If Alex went to Germany," Murphy looked at the body behind Kingsley, "then who is this person?"

Rita Skeeter was shocked too.

Aurors arrested the wrong person? And tortured people to death?

Good guy!

Big news!

This is definitely going to explode!

"Quick! Quick! Why are you still standing there! Take pictures! Take pictures!"