Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

Chapter 143 Lucius Malfoy

"Well……"

Luna narrowed her eyes.

"Is it hard to choose?"

Anriel looked at Luna.

"It's not difficult, just save him."

Luna skipped to a large double bed and lay down on it to test the elasticity.

No hesitation, no hesitation.

Anriel nodded with satisfaction.

Luna's decision-making ability is getting better and better, the strength of her magic is also increasing rapidly, and her precocious wisdom makes ordinary people feel ashamed.

This is a good thing for Anriel.

Whether Cedric Diggory was dead or alive had little impact on Anriel, although from a personal perspective, he still hoped that this kind senior could survive.

What he cared about was how Luna decided this man's life.

......

Camp Weasley.

Mr. Weasley looked extremely excited when he finally managed to light a fire with the help of Hermione.

Ginny was on the second floor, looking down at this harmonious scene.

"Hey, Ginny—"

"We want to know—"

"Our youngest sister—"

"Stay here—"

"what are you doing?"

Obviously, the way they speak in unison means they must be twins.

"Fred! George!"

Ginny was startled by the two of them and said angrily.

The twins smiled at each other and leaned over the railing on either side of Ginny, both looking at their sister in the middle.

Fred spoke first:

"Ginny, you seem to be in a good mood. What's going on? Why don't you share it with your interesting brothers?"

"That's right."

George drew out the word seriously.

"In return, we can also tell you a good news."

Ginny rolled her eyes and was speechless:

"Good news? Did you two bring out your weird magic tricks without your mother's knowledge? Or do you have new weird ideas that need test subjects?"

Fred shook his head and George nodded.

"Yes--"

"It's not—"

"Want to know?"

Fred piqued Ginny's curiosity.

"It's a little bit—why don't you guys talk first?"

Ginny smiled, her tone full of interest.

The twins looked at each other.

"Oh, well, then—"

"Although we don't have the support of our mother——"

"But we got—"

"The other——"

"Strong support—"

"Economically."

Fred and George were laughing happily, and it sounded like someone supported their idea.

Ginny looked at them both suspiciously.

Just like no one guessed in the original book that it was Harry who supported the twins' career, Ginny couldn't even guess who supported the twins this time.

“Who can give you this money?”

Ginny asked them both, but the twins refused her with a smile on their faces:

“That’s another question.”

"You haven't answered either of our questions yet."

Ginny curled her lips, probably to signal them that they should hurry up and fart.

"Have you found a boyfriend?"

"Or do you have someone you like?"

Given the twins' speaking habits, it seems they have combined the two questions into one.

The answer to both questions is "yes" or "no", but when Ginny chooses to answer one of the two questions, it is equivalent to answering one question.

But the girl rolled her eyes and blinked shrewdly:

"Yes."

Then she turned and went downstairs.

The twins were left staring at each other at the railing on the second floor.

"What kind of answer is that..."

The two of them muttered in unison.

......

Anriel took Luna for a stroll and bought some interesting trinkets.

The most expensive items include an Irish-colored cheering jersey, a training Quaffle—the kind with a signature—and

It seems that Luna supports the Irish team.

Anriel watched her whistle as she pinned a jeweled four-leaf clover brooch on the waist of her gown.

As they were walking back, a serious-looking man in a suit passed by them.

"This is Mr. Crouch."

Anriel introduced Luna without deliberately suppressing his voice.

This sentence also successfully attracted the attention of Crouch himself.

"You are……"

Crouch frowned slightly. It seemed that he knew Anriel.

"Anriel, Anriel... Grindelwald."

Anriel smiled friendly and gave his last name.

Crouch took a deep breath and stretched out his hand:

"I've heard a lot about you. Nice to meet you."

Anriel shook hands with Crouch with great interest. He was very curious about this person who had such a strong desire for power and such great self-esteem...

How did he use honorifics to address a young man who was at least thirty years younger than him?

But Crouch didn't say much. He just said goodbye quickly and left.

After Crouch walked away, Luna spoke:

"He seemed anxious, but I don't think it was because of the World Cup."

"It's probably about his son."

Anriel stretched and spoke in a nonchalant tone.

"Let me make a wild guess. Maybe he brought his son to watch the game?"

“That’s… ridiculous.”

Luna took Anriel's arm and walked towards the court.

There were a lot of people, thousands and thousands of them, crowded and noisy in a huge stadium.

Anriel showed his ticket to the ticket inspector at the entrance.

"Top Box, First Class—"

Luna pulled Anriel's arm with force and seemed a little nervous.

Because there are too many people.

A gentle force surrounded Luna and Anriel, slightly pushing away anyone who approached.

Everyone around looked over in surprise, trying to see who was so "arrogant".

Anriel was completely unaware and walked slowly upstairs with Luna in his arm, leaving everyone in shock and envy along the way.

A handsome man and a beautiful woman...

Anyone with a little bit of insight can see that this guy is not someone to be trifled with.

Occasionally, some people are so blind that they hold their upper and lower lips tightly before they even start to speak, unable to separate them even a little bit.

Soon - because there was no one to squeeze with Anriel - they arrived at a small box.

The seats were velvet with numbers embroidered on them in gold thread and were very comfortable to sit on.

Anriel looked around...

The current Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, Amelia Burns, is a respectable middle-aged woman who bears a striking number of similarities to Professor McGonagall.

A few guys with big beards, probably foreigners.

A bunch of weird guys that Anriel didn't recognize...

and also……

A house-elf.

Anriel glanced casually at Twinkle.

She looked very bad, as if she was about to faint any second.

The seat next to her was empty, but Anriel knew that there was someone sitting there, a person wearing an invisibility cloak.

But at this moment, there was a commotion below.

"Ah...interesting."

Anriel narrowed his eyes.

The resurrection stone is really useful. He doesn't even need to look back to know who is over there and what they are doing.

It was Weasley, and Malfoy.