Hogwarts: What bad intentions could a little badger have?

"Albus...you shouldn't stop me from killing him..." Old Barty suddenly said weakly.

"You...I just don't want to see you kill him..." Dumbledore said helplessly.

Dumbledore didn't say that he couldn't kill Barty Jr., but...

Anyone can kill Barty Jr., except Old Barty.

Father killing his son is the greatest tragedy in the world.

Although Old Barty made a mistake, he didn't want Old Barty to experience such pain at this age.

This is Dumbledore's unique kindness...

"No...no...you should let me kill him...because he is a Death Eater..." Old Barty murmured.

The moment Old Barty saw Barty Jr., he realized that the Imperius Curse he had cast on him for many years had completely failed.

That is to say, the demon trapped in his son's body was released again...

So, he rushed over and wanted to kill Barty Jr., on the one hand, for his career that had long ended, and on the other hand, to stop his son from doing evil in time...

Now, after gradually calming down, the idea of ​​killing Barty Jr. in Old Barty's heart became clearer and clearer.

If Barty Jr. escaped, then everyone he hurt in the future would be killed by himself... This made Old Barty feel extremely uneasy.

"Don't worry, leave it to me. He can't escape." Dumbledore said calmly.

Although Barty Jr. has escaped temporarily, the Lestranges will definitely continue their actions tonight.

After planning the action for so long, they will not give up just because they saved Barty Jr.

As long as they still follow the original plan, then Dumbledore, who has been prepared for a long time, will have the confidence to catch them all in one fell swoop!

"Well... you always have this ability, don't you? So... how are you going to deal with me, Albus?"

Old Barty put down his wand and looked at Dumbledore quietly. His face seemed to have aged by dozens of years.

Since Dumbledore knew that he had secretly replaced Little Barty, then he knew that his career in the Ministry of Magic was over.

And there is a high probability that he will spend the rest of his life in Azkaban.

After all, it is well known that Dumbledore is a person who abides by the rules.

But this time Old Barty was wrong...

"You go... This matter, just pretend it never happened." Dumbledore said softly.

"What...what?" Old Barty looked at Dumbledore in confusion, almost thinking that he had misheard. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, I didn't see anything, I didn't hear anything. Old Barty, in fact, many people still need you. You don't deserve that end."

This time, Old BartyBarty finally confirmed that he had heard correctly. "But..."

"Although everyone thinks that I follow the rules, but... I don't follow the rules most of the time..." Dumbledore said softly.

Dumbledore is very rule-abiding in the face of right and wrong, but he is also a human being after all, and he has his own thoughts and feelings.

Dumbledore, who has always believed in the magic of love, has always been very soft-hearted...

Old Barty has almost nothing now.

And except for being confused about his son, he has never done anything evil.

Not only did he not do evil, he also made outstanding achievements in the wizard war.

At the beginning, Barty, who had accumulated a lot of prestige, was about to become the new Minister of Magic, but because his son was a Death Eater... Although he sacrificed his own son for the sake of justice, he was no longer eligible for the position of Minister of Magic. In the end, he could only be transferred to the current idle position.

The final result of Barty's life-long struggle is that his wife died, his son was ruined, and his career was ruined...

The only thing left of Barty now is gone tonight.

If he still denounced Barty in this situation and threw him into Azkaban, he would not be Dumbledore.

"Albus... is it really worth it for you to do this?"

"Why not? Barty... look at it now, many sinful people, many former Death Eaters, are still alive and well, and can even point out the way in the Ministry of Magic. You just made a small mistake that every father would make. Compared with those people, what is it? Why can they be forgiven, but you can't be forgiven?" Dumbledore said seriously.

...

A certain first-generation Dark Lord sneezed violently in the box.

He took out a handkerchief and wiped his nose, muttering to himself in confusion: "Huh? Who is scolding me behind my back?"

"Professor, are you sick?" Black asked with concern.

"Oh... No! No! My body has never been sick since I drank the longevity potion you gave me. I just suddenly felt a little itchy in my nose, it's nothing." Grindelwald explained quickly.

"Well, if you get sick, remember to tell me, I made a lot of disease-eliminating potions before. It can cure many diseases."

"Oh? Disease-eliminating potion? Have you developed a new formula again?"

"No, it's just a failure... I originally wanted to make a universal potion, a potion that can cure any disease, but many of the medicinal effects conflict with each other and cannot be balanced, so... I only made a failure, which can only cure more than 70 basic diseases at most..." Black said with regret.

I thought I could come up with a magic potion that could cure at least 100 diseases, if not all.

In the end, I only got a failed product that could only cure more than 70 diseases...

Blake was sighing over thereSigh, but his words silenced Grindelwald and the people around him who heard Black's words.

A potion that can cure more than 70 basic diseases. This is something that can make any potion master obtain the first-class medal of the Order of Merlin! You actually said it was a failure?

Damn, it's Black indeed... I've made you pretend...

Then a large number of system prompts immediately sounded in Black's mind... The people sitting in this box are not ordinary wizards... They are all powerful wizards who can deliver.

"Black, the first-class medal of the Order of Merlin should be wholesaled to you directly..." Grindelwald said helplessly.

Thinking about it, although the things that Black really took out to publish are amazing, they are not that many...

Thinking about it this way, are there many things that are actually very amazing, but Black thought they were garbage and didn't take them out, or just threw them away?

Very likely! Thinking of this, even someone like Grindelwald felt sorry for no reason.

At this time, the Irish team's mascot had already left the field.

They were a group of Irish leprechauns. When they came out, they scattered gold galleons all over the field, causing people to scramble for them.

Blake didn't pick them up because he knew that these gold galleons were fake.

However, Cassandra next to him still stuffed him with a large handful...

Blake picked up a fake gold galleon and looked at it, and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Because he found that this fake gold galleon was very realistic, even he couldn't tell where it was fake...

Moreover, these fake gold galleons will completely disappear after the expiration date.

If this is the case, it is not something that can be caused by ordinary transfiguration.

Transfiguration is just a change in the form of an object.

It does not change the object in essence.

If the time limit of Transfiguration is up, the transformed object will only return to its original appearance.

It will not disappear out of thin air...

Blake looked at the gold Galleon in his hand, and his brows slowly relaxed.

"So that's it... This is not Transfiguration, but... Illusion magic. Moreover, it is an illusion magic that can temporarily deceive even my True Eye that I didn't activate on purpose... It's amazing!" (To read the exciting novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Blake put the gold Galleon in the palm of his hand, and then slowly clenched his palm into a fist.

When he opened his palm again, the gold Galleon in his palm completely disappeared...

Not only the gold Galleons in his hand, but also the gold Galleons in the hands of others, turned into air in Blake's eyes...

He also saw Ron stuffing handfuls of "air" into his pocket with a silly smile on his face, and even stuffed a handful into the pocket of Harry next to him.

An illusion magic that can affect people's vision, touch and hearing. []

Tsk, interesting...

ThisThese leprechauns have such abilities, but they use them for such things. It's a pity indeed.

Black looked at the Irish leprechauns who were leaving, and felt a little jealous...

Are these leprechauns considered human or magical animals?

Well... they should be considered non-human races, just like centaurs. I don't know if I can raise a few of them...

"Black, what are you thinking about?" Cassandra was a little puzzled when she saw Black staring at the leprechauns.

After all, Black had not spent as much time looking at these leprechauns as he had at those veelas.

"Oh... I was thinking, should I find a way to get a few Irish leprechauns to raise..." Black answered casually.

"Ah?" Cassandra looked at Black with strange eyes, "If you said you wanted to raise a few Veela, I can understand, but Leprechauns... How did you think of raising such creatures?"

"Oh? Really? You can understand? That's great! I was planning to raise a few Veelas..."

"Asshole!" Cassandra stepped on Black's feet angrily....

But Black's indifferent look made Cassandra feel powerless... I would not have mentioned Veela if I had known...

Grindelwald asked with interest: "You want to raise Leprechauns and Veelas? Ordinary people really don't have any way, but it's easy for me to do it."

"Oh? Really? Then how do you plan to do it? What procedures do you have to follow?" Black was ready to go through a lot of tedious procedures.

But...

"What process? Just ask them directly. I think the Bulgarian Minister of Magic and the Irish Minister of Magic are both easy to talk to. If I ask them directly, they will definitely give it to me directly." Grindelwald said confidently.

Black looked at Grindelwald speechlessly.

What do you mean by easy to talk to? I think you think they are easy to bully...

However, if Grindelwald really asked directly, the two ministers might really wash the veela and send it to him...

"No, no, no... I still don't need it." Black quickly refused.

You're kidding, I'm a serious person, how can I rob it? ! Besides, if I rob it directly, then old man Dumbledore will have to nag me endlessly.

Grindelwald immediately understood Black's concerns.

"Oh! Blake, you misunderstood. Of course I didn't go to rob them, they all volunteered to give them to me!"

"Ah, right, right, right..."

Blake said casually, voluntary? He didn't believe it...

It would be better to go out and look for them in the wild, and then throw a Poké Ball to capture them directly, so there would be no trouble.

At the very least, he could get two drops of blood back. He was just curious about the abilities of the leprechauns and wanted to find out, but he didn't have to keep them.

As for the Veela... well, that's possible!

At this time, a voice rang out in the stadium.There was a huge cheer. Before they knew it, the introduction of the players was over and the game had officially begun.

Black looked at an empty seat next to him and frowned slightly.

Why hasn't Dumbledore come back yet?

Why does it take so long to catch Little Barty?

Could it be that something unexpected happened?

...

"Little Barty, I didn't expect you to be alive!"

Little Barty had just recovered from the dizziness of Apparition and saw Rodolphus who had just taken off his hood.

"It's you?! You escaped too?" Little Barty asked in confusion.

Rodolphus and Bella were almost taken to Azkaban at the same time as Little Barty.

Azkaban is not that easy to escape from. He also used his mother's life to get out.

So, Little Barty was very surprised that Rodolphus appeared here.

"I'll talk about my affairs later, but it's better to explain your affairs clearly. We clearly saw you die, and then you were carried out and buried by those monsters... How..."

"Hehe..." Little Barty grinned and laughed twice, but Rodolphus did not feel any joy from his laughter.

"That was my mother... At that time, my mother and I drank the Polyjuice Potion, and then... I was replaced..." Little Barty explained briefly.

"So that's it..." Rodolphus nodded, "Okay, since you are safe, I will take you to see the master now, I still have things to do later."

"What? What did you say? You found Voldemort?" Little Barty's eyes widened with excitement.

Little Barty is the only Death Eater who is allowed to call Voldemort "Voldemort" to his face.

In addition to teaching him magic himself, Voldemort even talked to him in detail about his ideals and ambitions...Voldemort's importance to him is obvious.

Otherwise, Barty Jr. would not have regarded Voldemort as his father.

Because what he lacked from his biological father was completely made up by Voldemort...

So, among the Death Eaters, Barty Jr.'s loyalty to Voldemort was even higher than Bella's.

"Yes, we have found the master! The details cannot be explained in a short time. I still have the master's plan to complete. I will send you to see the master first."

Rodolphus said, and continued to set up several confusing magics here, and then dragged Barty Jr. and Apparated away again.

When they appeared again, they were already standing at the door of a dilapidated tent.

"The master is inside, come with me... I haven't reported that you are still alive yet."

"Okay..." Little Barty tidied his clothes excitedly, and after finding that there was no problem, he took a deep breath and followed Rodolphus closely, walking into the tent...