"Oh, if no one comes after we go back, then in addition to the Ministry of Magic, there may be two families of the captives coming to deliver ransom. You need to let them in and control them together."
"Meryl, I don't quite understand. Isn't it enough to control the Crouch family, the Aurors, and the two visiting guests? What's the use of the Lucius family?" the agent leader asked.
"He is one of the representative pure-blood families in the wizarding world. He is a well-known moneybag. It is easy for him to reveal some information, and he is not very loyal to the Dark Lord." The answer was Joan of Arc, "Somewhat.
Little Hans knew more about the details, he had a bit of a gift for prophecy, through dreams."
"Okay, we're home. Be prepared not to say too much, so as not to leak any flaws. You can say whatever you want to know after this is over, but it's best to wait until Margaret comes. I can't judge whether you are qualified to listen, no.
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"Oh, no problem, Meryl, I'm just very curious and interested, but I agree that the power of your approach must be restricted by rights, especially for wizards."
"That's right, a group of illiterate people like a self-walking c4 can only give us ordinary people peace of mind if they are restricted and supervised by public power. If you don't want to accept the law, I think it's okay to be defined as a Kongbu element."
Several people returned home, but the Ministry of Magic staff and the captive duo's families had not yet arrived. Meryl saw that the time was almost 4 o'clock and asked Linglong to prepare dinner.
The first to arrive were Mrs. Malfoy and their elf Dobby. Linglong felt the presence of the foreign elf for the first time and immediately came to the living room.
"Get out of the door and stand there, you dirty, despicable disgrace of inferior blood," he said, throwing Dobby out of the door. "The Darhk family does not allow despicable beings like you to enter the door."
Narcissa was startled when she discovered that the elf doing the trick was different from her own.
"Madam, it is very impolite for you to bring your own elf into the family of the flower gardener elf. Who are you to do this?"
"I'm sorry, I am Narcissa Malfoy, the wife of Lucius Malfoy, here to deliver the ransom. I don't know much about the habits of the garden elf."
"Since you didn't mean to insult us, I forgive you. Please come in."
After the transaction was completed, Lucius thought it would be better to escape first, so he decided to say goodbye to everyone.
"Wait a minute, sir," the agent chief said, "We are going to mediate later. I think you two can serve as witnesses together with Mr. and Mrs. Scamander to monitor whether our work is biased. And we are really concerned about the wizarding world.
I don’t know anything about it, and I need more detailed information from others to help judge. I think this is not a difficult problem for you two. Of course, if you two are worried that the Ministry of Magic will restrict your freedom afterwards, I think
The Darhk family will not allow the Ministry of Magic to mess around."
"Why do you want us? Don't you feel disgusted with us wizards who resist the rule of the Ministry of Magic?" Lucius was a little confused.
"No, no, no, the so-called Ministry of Magic is not an official department that we ordinary people recognize as government. Even if they have a certain degree of tacit understanding with the Prime Minister, it does not mean that we will agree. They have not sworn an oath to the Queen and the people."
"Oh, well, if the Ministry of Magic prevents me from leaving"
"Don't worry, even if we reach a settlement, even your sister-in-law and my family are not going to be handed over to the Ministry of Magic." Meryl made a promise.
"That's no problem at all." Lucius expressed his willingness to sell favors.
"Hello, is anyone home?" A middle-aged man in a suit called at the gate, followed by the Longbottoms.
"Please let someone from the Ministry of Magic come in."
"I'm Barty Crouch, Director of the Legal Enforcement Department of the Ministry of Magic." Barty introduced himself.
"Oh, one of the wizards who came to invade our home is a young man with the same name as you. He's right over there." Meryl guided Crouch's gaze.
"This is true." Crouch looked back at the Longbottoms, "We have said it many times, and no one from the Ministry of Magic believes it." Alice explained to everyone, "Who would have thought that...
A Death Eater is killing him, and the son of the Director of the Department of Legal Enforcement of the Ministry of Magic, who is at odds with the Dark Lord, will betray his father."
"This is not a betrayal. He has never treated me as a son." Barty Jr. spoke excitedly and his expression was distorted.
"I think this is probably caused by family education. I have seen too many families like this that distort the education of good children to the extreme. Some commit crimes, and some commit suicide due to depression." Meryl smacked her lips, "But it's nothing like our family.
It has nothing to do with it. You are not my student either. You can finish your daily conversation and talk about it later."
"Yes, I think we should talk about business first." Barty was slightly prepared for the sarcastic spoilers spoken by Mr. and Mrs. Longbottom at the Ministry of Magic, but the blow was not as big as in the original work, "If you don't talk nonsense, I will
Tell me what conditions your family has. If I can make the decision, I will definitely agree. If I can’t make the decision, I can only leave it to the minister. We don’t have much time. I don’t know how my son brought me home.
How many working documents have been leaked to Voldemort and the Death Eaters, and the Ministry of Magic is already in danger. So I implore you."
"Barty, why are you here?" All the Crouch family gathered.
It was Meryl who shouted "hands on".
"Close the net," the agent leader said into the intercom.
I saw Joan of Arc taking away the wands of the Longbottoms and the Crouches at a speed that was difficult to detect with the naked eye, and controlling the Crouches. A large group of people rushed into the house from outside the yard, pointing guns at all the wizards.
"Please don't move, all of you. I don't want to cause any misunderstanding." The agent leader began to speak. "You don't need to point guns at the four people over there, as long as they don't take out their wands." He pointed at Malfoy and Scamander.
couple.
"What on earth do you want to do? This lady is the heroic spirit of the Darke family." Old Barty was very confused.
"What we need most is you, Mr. Crouch. We need you to control the Ministry of Magic for the British government. Of course, Mr. Malfoy over there is also someone we want to control, but as far as we know, he is very aware of current affairs."
"I don't think you Muggles understand wizards."
"We don't need to know too much. With your size, let alone foreign wizards, it is not particularly difficult for the British government to kill you all. It's just that the gain outweighs the loss, so we won't do it."
"Then why"
"The threat comes from the threat of foreign wizard forces. We cannot control the wizards in the Eastern camp. You are too useless and your development is too slow."
"I will not be a traitor"
"We didn't ask you to betray wizards and the Ministry of Magic."
"It's the same as you before, but you need to develop your scale and increase your upper limit. Let alone rival the wizard groups of other populous countries, at least have a certain resistance. If a world-class war breaks out, don't let your waste drag us down.
People. Oh, of course, you must also let your descendants have a minimum sense of identity and legal awareness of this country."
"As long as you let my son go, I will make him agree," Old Batty's wife cried.
"Shut up, you don't have the right to speak. Let's see what kind of beast your doting has taught you." Old Batty wanted to stop his wife from continuing.
"You two are the only ones in the Crouch family."
"Although your son is anti-human, Mr. Crouch, we can help you keep a heir. Mrs. Crouch, I will give you some grandchildren to raise. Can you give up your son?"
"What do you mean?" Mrs. Crouch didn't know.
"Take your son as a stud and then kill him." Hans choked everyone with his words.