"Tom told me something just now. I'm sorry I didn't read the whole story."
"Excellent God-calling Guardian, you are very compatible with this magic spell."
Draco heard Bree say this and snorted: "It doesn't matter, as long as you see me win the game!"
"My God-calling Guard is definitely the best, but it would be great if I could replace the ferret with a dragon..."
"Oh, congratulations, Draco." Narcissa quickly walked to Draco and hugged him.
"We have to go find your father. He is going to ask Minister Fudge about the attack just now. The dark wizards are too rampant." Narcissa nodded politely to Bree, and left with Draco with his head held high.
"Oh, long time no see, Bree."
At this time, an unexpected lady walked up to Brie. Her dark green shawl made Brie look strangely familiar, and she quickly remembered this lady.
"Emeline." Bree looked at Ms. Emmeline Vance, who had not changed much. She suddenly seemed to have returned to the time when she had just discovered that the world had magic and was sitting on the streets of London holding a huge newspaper.
This lady was his guide and wanted to adopt him, but unfortunately, polite refusal was his answer.
"You've grown up." Emmeline sighed as she looked at Bree, who was nearly 1.65 meters tall and taller than herself.
"time flies."
Bree nodded, and after seeing that the Aurors had appeased the irritable audience, who wanted to rush out and wave their wands at the dark wizards who were throwing stinky objects, Bree made a very good proposal.
"Maybe we can go to the box above and have a chat."
"Of course, dear, I happened to be invited by a friend there, but unfortunately he only had a VIP letter."
Emmeline followed Bree upstairs.
"Sorry, I should have sent you a copy as soon as possible." Brie said annoyed.
"Haha, it doesn't matter. In fact, I would rather receive an invitation from Oude Manor than an invitation to the competition. You have to hold a party. I don't need preferential treatment. I just want to see the children Betty asked me to take care of.
How far have you grown? It’s incredible, you were still just a kid three years ago.”
"Fourteen years old, a legend. Even if you use an uncle as the person in charge, everyone can see that you are the real Ode."
Bree was stunned for a moment and looked at Emmeline in surprise.
Emmeline whispered: "There may be a more intense dark wizard attack tomorrow...or a Death Eater attack. Of course, it's just maybe, maybe it won't happen tomorrow."
At this time, Bree and Emmeline had arrived at the VIP box, and the professors were still here.
"Long time no see, Emmeline. I found that there are not so many rules here. I should remind you to come directly. The desserts here are very good." When Dumbledore saw Emmeline coming, he greeted her friendly and said
Brie winked.
"It's unexpected. In fact, Dumbledore asked Phoenix to tell me the news just now. I have worked with Dumbledore before." Emmeline patted Bree on the shoulder and stepped forward to chat with Dumbledore in a friendly manner.
stand up.
It can be seen that he respects Dumbledore very much. Similarly, he is also very kind to Bree. He does not have too many calculations and is a lady who simply delivers information.
Not simply Dumbledore.
"Buzz..." The note in Brie's arms began to shake. When he took it out, he saw a message from Yana telling him that he could come back.
Bree wrote on the page - Come back tomorrow.
Today's game is over, and the audience is leaving one after another. No one paid attention to the dark wizard's attack. The Ministry of Magic also announced that it was a prank. After all, the dark wizard's attack was black magic that killed people, not
Some curses.
"Oh, it's Mr. Crouch. You're here just in time. Our Mr. Ode is looking for you, hoping to discuss the idea of opening the fantasy game to more wizarding circles."
Bree was about to go to the tent with the professors when she heard Fudge's voice. When she looked over, she saw Fudge and Tom standing on a platform below, with Barty Crouch frowning seriously beside him.
Next to him is a house elf. It seems that this house elf is a little weird, or nervous.
"Dingying, go look for it again."
"Yes, Master." With a soft sound, the house elf disappeared.
"Oh, did you lose something, Mr. Crouch?" Tom stepped forward and asked, "Maybe I can get someone to help you."
"No need." Crouch's eyes flashed with subtle worry, and he immediately accepted Fudge's arrangement.
"Mr. Oded, let's find a place to discuss in detail..."
Fudge smiled with satisfaction. If this cooperation could be facilitated, he would also benefit from it.
Tom smiled guiltily at Bree from a distance, and hurriedly left with Crouch.
"Albus, you are here. I just wanted to chat with you. I was really busy presiding over the game just now." After Fudge arranged to return Crouch, he rushed up and whispered to Dumbledore cordially.
Said: "Let's also talk about the Goblet of Fire. This is also the honor of Hogwarts. We haven't held it for a long time..."
Fudge pulled Dumbledore away, and Dumbledore frowned slightly.
At this time, Bree also looked out of the gymnasium. A look of surprise flashed across his face, and he said to the professors: "I'll be with you for a while. You can go to the tent first."
With that said, Bree separated from the professors, walked downstairs, and left the stadium from the other side.
The temporary street outside the stadium was already filled with shops and goods, and the excitement continued. It was obvious that these fantasy game fans wanted to spend an unforgettable and interesting night.
Looking at the sunset gradually setting on the horizon, Brie walked into the sparse forest on the other side.
"He's out of here."
Voldemort left here, using Apparition, and the fluctuations in the surrounding magic power just disappeared.
"Voldemort, the Death Eaters attacked for his father's bones. So Voldemort got the bones...will there be another attack tomorrow?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Tom told Bree completely about the deal between Voldemort and himself. Bree did not express her attitude, which made Tom very nervous. In fact, this
It was nothing to Bree, he just wanted to see Tom's panic.
"But this Voldemort is really a danger, maybe tell Dumbledore directly?"
"Haha..." Bree laughed at her own thoughts. Perhaps she told Dumbledore that Dumbledore would only arrange another show.
In this case, you can only find a way to kill him yourself.
Even if you ran faster this time, I won't let you go next time you show your face, Voldemort.
"Huh?" Brie felt a sinister aura approaching. Of course, this was not dangerous to him.
"Don't move, you unlucky child!" A dagger was pressed against Bree's neck. Bree heard a hissing sound of his tongue sticking out, and then he saw the man touching Bree's waist...
"Where's the wand? Are you a Muggle? Ahem!" The man roared angrily, but his breath was very weak. He even coughed up blood from the corner of his mouth, but he still stuck out his tongue excitedly.
Bri glanced slightly and saw the numerous visible blood stains under his tattered robe, and there were some blood seeping out from his actions.
"Damn you boy!" The man didn't know whether he was angry or something, but a stream of black and red blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth. His body seemed to be out of control, and he fell weakly.
"When..." The dagger fell.
"It's so miserable and you still come out to rob. Is a second-hand wand valuable?" Bree sighed, and heard -
"Master, Master, where are you? Don't scare Twinkle. Go back quickly, otherwise it will affect the master..."
Is it Twinkle?
Master?
Influenced Barty Crouch?
Brie looked up at the young man with a dirty face, waved his hand, and after a wave of magic power, he turned into a ferret, and Brie held it in his hand by the tail.
"Oh, it's you, I know you, you are Master Briod, and I am Twinkle. What are you doing here?" Twinkle said in a panic, so nervous that she didn't know where to put her hands.
"Take a walk." Buri said calmly while holding the ferret: "I met a fool who bumped his head against a stone, so I stayed for a while."
"Oh, oh, you are so kind."
"Are you saving it?" Twinkle looked around. He had clearly sensed the young master's aura just now. Could it be that the young master had obtained the wand, so he hid it!
Too bad, I must tell the owner immediately!
"Whoosh!" No longer talking to Brie, Twinkle disappeared in an instant.
"Kindly?" Bree smiled at the mention of the ferret.
"I heard that one of Mr. Barty Crouch's children was sent to Azkaban. Are you the child? Interesting."
Bree took out her diary, contacted Tom, and asked Tom to arrange for someone to pick up Yana from Hogsmeade Village to watch tomorrow's game. She took the ferret to the tent.
"Hey, you bought a ferret?" Draco raised his eyebrows, looking at the ferret sleeping soundly in the cage with joy in his eyes.
He reached out and touched the ferret through the gap in the cage.
"Oh, it's so dirty, you have to wash it!" Draco looked at the ferret dissatisfied, the disgust in his eyes undisguised.
"Found it in the woods?" Draco raised his head and said, "Give it to me to play with for a few days."
After saying that, without waiting for Bree to agree, he snapped his fingers and a house elf appeared instantly.
"Wait a minute Draco, he's injured and can't take a bath now." Bree reminded casually while looking at some reports and documents at the round table.
"Oh, stop joking. Could it be that Malfoy couldn't cure a ferret? Is this a big joke?"
"Go and get some ointment, the best."
Soon, the house elf came back with an exquisite medicine kit. Draco enthusiastically took out the ointment and applied it to the ferret himself...
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"With such a serious injury, this little guy won't be dead long ago, right?"
Just when Draco was complaining and applying the medicine to the ferret, under the stimulation of the medicine, the ferret suddenly opened his eyes and saw Bree reading quietly under the light, and Meng Ran.
Draco's big face as he approaches.
"Jiji!" Go away, little bastard!
"Chi chi chi?" What's going on?
"Hahaha, this little guy is really interesting." Draco held his stomach and laughed at the ferret's funny look.
Bree looked at Draco and Ferret jokingly, and slowly closed some reports that introduced Barty Crouch and his son - Barty Crouch, who had a son with his wife, was born at the age of thirteen.
Years ago, his son was exposed by Ingor Karkaroff and accused of collaborating with the Death Eaters to torture the Longbottoms. He was put in court and his father was sent to Azkaban. There was not even a trial.
No…
His son was 19 years old at the time.
Many reports say that Barty Crouch Jr.'s evil heart comes from the fact that Mr. Barty Crouch, as a father, did not give Barty Crouch Jr. paternal love, so he went astray.
Because of this comment and the influence of Barty Jr. being a Death Eater, Mr. Barty Crouch was defeated in the upcoming election for Minister of Magic, and Fudge was pushed to the seat.
A few years ago, little Barty died after his wife and Mr. Crouch visited him. He was certified dead by the Ministry of Magic and buried in the fortress outside the prison...
Bree sorted out the information and looked up into the ferret's gloomy little black bean eyes.
"I don't think Malfoy would be obsessed with a dirty ferret covered in ointment, right?" Bree glanced at Draco and put down the ointment, wanting to touch the ferret's hand.
Draco snorted and rubbed the ferret's forehead without any care, then lifted it up and put it into the cage.
"of course not."
Bree chuckled, but was not prepared to tell Draco the identity of the ferret.
"The ferret will stay with me for now until it recovers."
Draco nodded reluctantly, looking at the night light outside, and then remembered what Narcissa said to him before.
"My father said that today's attack was probably carried out by Death Eaters, and he is discussing this matter with Fudge, and your uncle Tom is also there."
"When..." A ball rolled over.
"Sorry Ode."
It was Harry, and behind him was a big black dog. As for the ball, the saliva on it was still very clear.
"Oh, what are you talking about?" The big black dog suddenly turned into Sirius. Sirius picked up the ball, put it in his pocket and sat on the round table sofa.
"Mr. Sirius, are you ready to go out?"
Behind Harry, Lupin, Hermione, the Weiss family and the Diggory family all came out, apparently planning to go to the night market.
Sirius took the thing from Bree's hand and threw it on the table. The ferret in the cage on the table stared at a magic photo - Barty Crouch Jr. was chained to a chair in the courtroom, but
He kept shouting excitedly: Father, I don’t have it!
"Don't stay in one place all the time. Books are not as fun as outside. Back then, James Lupin and I often followed the secret passage to Hogsmeade..." Sirius said with a hearty smile, but was suddenly frightened.
The sound was cut off.
"Ahem..." Professor McGonagall changed into a comfortable plaid skirt and walked out. Professor Sprout who followed him said very considerately: "What are you waiting for? Let's go out together quickly, but don't stay here.
Together, otherwise the children will be restrained."
"Let's go."
Bree mentioned the small cage containing the ferret.
"You want to take it out?" Cedric walked over.
"Oh, son, let's go there and take a look, what a beautiful fire magic, hurry up!"
Cedric heard his father's words and said helplessly to Bree: "Sorry, Bree."
"Master Draco, Madam has something to ask you." At this moment, the house elf of the Malfoy family appeared and stopped Draco.