Hogwarts: What bad intentions could a little badger have?

"First-class tickets, please enter from here." At the entrance of the stadium, a witch from the Ministry of Magic was checking tickets.

After checking their tickets, Blake and his companions successfully entered the magnificent stadium.

Their tickets were VIP tickets, and their seats were in the top-floor box.

So, after walking through the red carpeted passage, there was a staircase leading all the way up.

Through the gap in the stairs, Blake saw the bustling audience walking to their seats in the oval stadium.

It must be said that magic can indeed bring extremely exaggerated creations.

Such a high and steep seat distribution... is extremely contrary to physics.

In short, it is very magical at first glance.

Everyone went up all the way and soon walked into a box.

The box is located on the top floor, and the seats inside have the best view.

At this time, there are already people in the box where Blake is.

Cassandra and the others who Black sent tickets to were naturally among them.

Coincidentally, Mr. Weasley also received a ticket to this box thanks to his excellent connections in the Ministry of Magic.

After Black greeted everyone, he wanted to find his seat and sit down.

Suddenly, he saw Harry talking to a house-elf he had never seen before.

However, the house-elf seemed very scared. Even when talking to Harry, he kept covering his face with his hands.

"Winky also knows Dobby, Harry Potter. But Winky thinks that Dobby can't go on like this. Dobby should find a new job!" the house-elf said in a shrill voice.

"Has Dobby not found a job yet?" Harry asked.

"Dobby definitely hasn't found a job."

"Why?"

"Because when he was looking for a job, he actually asked for compensation!" Winky screamed, her voice full of confusion. "House elves shouldn't be paid for their work! Oh... or else, Harry Potter should stop talking to Winky, Winky is afraid of heights!"

While listening to their conversation, Black looked at the empty seat next to Winky.

That seat was empty, at least in the eyes of ordinary people.

But Black was not an ordinary person, and neither were Dumbledore and Grindelwald beside him.

Black's true eyes clearly saw that there was a person sitting in that empty seat! A pale and haggard man!

It's just that he was covered with an invisibility cloak!

But this was just an ordinary invisibility cloak.

Black pretended to be confused and glanced at Dumbledore next to him.

You know, Dumbledore could see through Harry's Deathly Hallows invisibility cloak, so how could he not see through this ordinary invisibility cloak?

Sure enough, Dumbledore's face suddenly darkened. Because he recognized the haggard-lookingThe skinny man!

"Why? Do you recognize that guy?" Grindelwald asked curiously.

Even an ordinary invisibility cloak could not hide Grindelwald.

"Yes, I do..." Dumbledore said solemnly.

With his wisdom, when he saw Barty Crouch Jr. here, he had probably guessed the truth.

Barty Jr. was thrown into Azkaban that year, and soon after, Barty Jr. died in Azkaban. At the same time, Barty Jr.'s mother also died...

If Dumbledore could not guess the trick when he saw Barty Jr., he would not be called Dumbledore.

"Alas... Old Barty, you are really confused..." Dumbledore sighed helplessly.

"Aha! Old Barty is really a man with many ways to do things! He even asked his house elf to help him save a seat. However, this method is still very good."

Fudge and a middle-aged man walked in from the box. He just shook hands with Mr. Weasley and saw Grindelwald before he exchanged a few words.

He coughed twice, hurriedly said goodbye to Mr. Weasley, and pretended to walk over and exchanged greetings with Grindelwald.

"I didn't expect you to come today. Oh... This is the Bulgarian Minister of Magic..."

However, before Fudge finished his introduction, the Bulgarian Minister of Magic almost fell to the ground in fear.

It seems that this is another poor man who has seen Grindelwald's cruelty.

Fudge seemed to understand this, and had to let the minister sit in another seat with a little embarrassment.

"Am I so terrible?" Grindelwald said dissatisfiedly.

"Don't you have any idea of ​​what you did before?" Dumbledore said coldly.

"Hmph..."

After Dumbledore habitually retorted to Grindelwald, his eyes once again looked at Little Barty who was hidden by the invisibility cloak.

Black was now very curious about what choice Dumbledore would make.

So, although he ran to sit next to Cassandra, his eyes were closely watching Dumbledore's every move.

However, Dumbledore hadn't moved yet, but Little Barty over there keenly noticed the gaze on him!

He is now in the invisibility cloak! It is impossible for anyone to see him!

Little Barty subconsciously turned his head to look here, and then his face was dull.

Because his eyes just happened to meet Dumbledore's meaningful eyes!

Little Barty reached out in panic, grabbed Winky's hand under his cloak, and said in a low and hurried voice: "Go! Someone has discovered me!"

"What...what?" Winky turned his head and immediately saw Dumbledore and where his eyes were.

The next second, Winky's face was full of shock andFear.

Harry asked in surprise: "Winky, who is talking?"

He seemed to have heard someone talking next to Winky just now? But, there was clearly an empty seat next to Winky!

Little Barty saw Dumbledore coming towards this side, so he grabbed Winky's hand even harder.

Winky immediately came to her senses, quickly grabbed Little Barty's hand, and then snapped his fingers and disappeared directly into the box!

Even Little Barty next to her was taken away.

Harry looked at Winky who disappeared beside him with a confused face, not knowing what happened.

Dumbledore stopped, he turned around and said to Black: "I'll leave for a while."

Then after looking at Grindelwald, he Apparated and left the box!

This scene made everyone in the box look confused, not knowing why Dumbledore would leave like this.

"What happened to Professor Dumbledore?" Cassandra asked.

"Oh, maybe something happened. You know, he is always busy. It is a rare opportunity for him to come to watch the game this time." Black explained casually.

Dumbledore certainly went after Barty Jr., but Black had no intention of helping him.

Dumbledore personally went out, and Black didn't know how Barty Jr. would run.

A house elf couldn't stop Dumbledore. Why would he need to help?

It would be better to stay in the box and watch the game with the girls.

People were only confused about Dumbledore's sudden departure for a while.

Then people forgot about it, especially when the game was about to start.

The seats in the box were gradually filled.

The Malfoy family of three appeared at the door of the box at the last moment. (To read exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Lucius Malfoy didn't seem to be in a good mood. Even when he saw his mortal enemy Arthur Weasley, he couldn't muster up the energy to go and mock him.

It seemed that he was worried...

After Fudge and Grindelwald chatted for a few more words in their seats, they walked to the window of the box, pointed their wands at their throats and said, "Loud voice!"

Then his voice was amplified dozens of times.

"Ladies and gentlemen... Welcome! Welcome to the 422nd Quidditch World Cup!"

The audience burst into cheers and applause. Thousands of flags waved at the same time, accompanied by the chaotic national anthem.

On the magic billboard opposite the audience, the advertisement for Bibi's Every Flavour Beans was erased and replaced by a scoreboard.

Bulgaria: 0, Ireland: 0.

"Okay, enough chit-chat, please allow me to introduce... the mascot of the Bulgarian national team!"

Blake immediately looked forward to it, because he knew that the Bulgarian national teamThe mascot of the home team is the famous Veela...

The Delacour sisters are only one-quarter Veela, but they are already so beautiful. What would a real Veela look like?

Just then, more than a hundred Veela appeared on the field.

In just a moment, almost all the men on the scene showed an obsessed expression on their faces.

Looking at the more than a hundred Veela on the field who were so beautiful that they didn't look like humans, even Blake couldn't help but admire them.

At this time, the more than one hundred Veela began to dance...[]

The scene... was so beautiful that it was beyond description...

Look, Harry and Ron both climbed onto the railing. If Mr. Weasley hadn't held them back, they would have almost jumped down...

Although Black was not so exaggerated, his face was also full of intoxication. It is a common hobby for humans to like beautiful people and things, not to mention such beautiful creatures as Veela...

Black suddenly had a bold idea. How about... using the Poké Ball to catch a few Veela and bring them back to dance for him?

Just when Black was thinking about how to operate without attracting attention.

He felt a faint pain in his waist.

Black turned his head in confusion and immediately saw Cassandra twisting his soft waist in anger...

However, in front of Black's strong body, Cassandra's damage to him was almost zero.

"Stop it, it's so irritating..." Black grabbed Cassandra's little hand and stopped her.

Mr. Wally next to him narrowed his eyes.

"Hmph, you boys are so bad..." Cassandra muttered, but she was reluctant to pull her hand back from Black.

"Tsk tsk..." Hermione's smack sound also came from the side...

...

"You can't run away, little Barty."

In the woods beside the camp, Dumbledore stared at the pale man in front of him and said in a deep voice.

"Ha! Dumbledore! Long time no see!" Little Barty stuck out his tongue like crazy.

At this time, his invisibility cloak had been torn off and was dragged in the hands of the panicked Winky.

"Come with me, little Barty." Dumbledore said.

"Go with you? Where? To see my father who has used the Dementia Curse on me for more than ten years? Or to throw me back to Azkaban? Ha! I don't know which of the two is worse!"

Seeing that he was caught up by Dumbledore and there was no hope of escape, Barty Jr. didn't care at all.

"Little Master! Follow Winky! Follow Winky!" At this time, Winky anxiously pulled Barty Jr.'s sleeve, wanting to continue to flee with him.

But Barty Jr. threw her to the other side. He knew that he couldn't escape now.

Who would have thought that a busy man like Dumbledore would actually come to watch the Quidditch World Cup?

"No matterNo matter what, you need to explain it clearly..."

Before Dumbledore finished speaking, he heard a roar from the side.

"Little bastard! You are still alive? ! Avada Kedavra!"

Dumbledore's face changed, "Stop!"

"Boom!"

The two spells collided with each other.

"Hahaha!" Little Barty looked at his father with a livid face and laughed wildly, "Yes, yes, yes! This is you! Dad? You have to kill me, right? Otherwise, your career will be affected by me again! "

Old Barty's face suddenly turned pale.

What am I... doing? How could I cast the killing curse on my own son?!

Dumbledore saw that Old Barty was beginning to withdraw his strength, so he also prepared to slowly withdraw the spell.

But at this moment.

"Thunder explosion!"

"Boom! "

Dumbledore sent an explosive spell flying and landed not far in front of him.

The dust in the sky blocked Dumbledore's sight.

Then, Barty, who was still laughing wildly, felt someone grabbing his arm tightly and Apparated away from the spot...

Dumbledore waved his wand lightly, and the dust in the sky was cleared away instantly.

However, there was no one else on the opposite side except the frightened house elf Winky.

Barty was rescued! Moreover, the rescuer was much more experienced than Winky.

When Apparating, it seemed that some kind of concealment spell was used, and no trace was left!

Even Dumbledore could not accurately track them Where did Barty go...

Old Barty stared blankly at the place where his son disappeared, his lips trembling slightly.

"Battie, I think you may need to explain what happened..." Dumbledore said with a heavy face.

Who else can save Barty tonight except the Lestrange couple?

Battie's departure is equivalent to sending a good helper to Voldemort...

Old Barty sat down softly on the ground, his eyes dull, as if all the bones in his body were pulled out.

"I... I couldn't refuse the request of my wife who was dying at that time... I used the Polyjuice Potion to exchange him out of Azkaban... Then, I kept him under the Dementia Curse at home." Old Barty murmured.

"You... How can you be so confused..." Dumbledore sighed deeply. .