Chapter 32 A real warrior, dare to face the bleak life, dare to face the dripping blood.
"I think, e, we shouldn't let a child be exposed to the dirty dealings of our adults so early. Although he is so precocious, he knows much more than us." The secret agent leader suggested.
Breaking the brief silence.
"I think what you said makes sense." John agreed.
"No, John" Joan of Arc shook her head at John.
"Why Jeanne tell me the reason."
"Little Hans said something to me, and I agree very much. Strength, power, wealth, these are just temporary glory. Only the strong spirit can create the immortality of the soul. Kingship has no eternity, and the same goes for wealth. Only the powerful
The spirit can be passed down and carried forward by future generations."
"A true warrior dares to face the bleak life and the dripping blood. Although these words are not meant for me, little Hans feels that this is a portrayal of my short life, and it should be the legacy that my descendants should inherit.
Spiritual wealth. The most precious wealth in my life. And I think it is precisely because of this that my throne of heroes was created. It is precisely because of this that little Hans can accurately call me to this world." After finishing speaking.
, Joan of Arc's eyes moved towards Dumbledore, and began to become contemptuous.
"Look at the leader of this group of wizards who doesn't even dare to face his own destiny, but tries to control the destiny of others." Then his eyes turned to Barty Jr., "Following a Dark Lord who doesn't even dare to face his own blood."
The Wizarding War, in which ignorant purebloods cannot even compete with gang fights, is an insult to the thousands of heroic souls who fought and died for our truly noble ideals in the war."
Joan of Arc hugged little Hans tightly to her chest, and her body glowed faintly. But everyone felt it was extremely dazzling.
This, is this the saint? I really want to fight for the country under her leadership. This thought suddenly appeared in the minds of all the agents.
After a long silence, Hans's yawn woke up the thoughtful people.
"Are you tired, baby? Do you want to take a nap?" Meryl said with a smile.
"I'm not sleepy, grandma is bored."
"Linglong, go to the baby room and get all the little baby's toys. Joan, please take him to play on the carpet over there for a while. Baby, you can listen to our conversation if you want to, or if you don't want to, don't listen, grandpa.
Grandma will not restrict it from now on."
"Dear," Narcissa whispered to Lucius with flashing eyes, "They said before that Meryl is a Muggle education researcher or some kind of doctorate."
"Yes, what's wrong?" Lucius also replied quietly.
"I think her education level should be at the top level among Muggles. Their little guy is really amazing. In some fields, Muggle research seems to be far beyond that of wizards."
"you mean"
"I think if the Malfoy family can entrust their basic education to them, maybe a great or leader-like person will appear in the Malfoy family in the future. I think it's best to give birth to a beautiful daughter as soon as possible."
"When it's our turn to negotiate terms, I will consult with the agents carefully. It seems that the little one will not be 12 months old until two weeks from now."
The clock in the living room informed everyone that it was already 6 o'clock.
"There are too many people today, so maybe the ingredients are not enough." Meryl was a little worried.
"If necessary, Mrs. Dark," Narcissa suddenly said, "my house elf Dobby is at the gate. I can ask him to go to the Malfoy house to bring you the ingredients you need."
"Oh, yes I think we could have a party."
"Oh, honey, your dream has come true. The people who came to your flower grower's lunar birthday party are different from those in the dream. What do you think?" Meryl asked Hans.
“No potatoes, no fried fish”
“Oh this is of course rubbish British food no”
"I think we have to speed up the banquet." The impact of a large amount of information made Old Barty regain his shrewdness. "Longbottom, what do you two think? You want to know more, and there are other conditions.
Just agree; otherwise, refuse. Albus is not as shrewd and omnipotent as you Order members think. Maybe you should think about it for a while. Lucius is a simpleton. He is very wise. There is no need to ask more. If you ask for conditions, you can have a banquet.
Let’s talk slowly later. The Prime Minister should also hope to have a pure-blood family to join him. Both of you and your wife in the Scamander family are about to retire. Don’t even think about refusing to become an adviser to the Prime Minister in related fields. In front of the system and state machinery, it is obvious that
You don’t have the leverage to say no.”
"Well, as friends of our in-laws, if you want to refuse, I think becoming my grandson's tutor is a good choice. After all, there are not so few choices for consultants, right?" John felt that of course he shouldn't be too harsh on his friends, especially
They were still unrelated people involved who came to help.
"Then you need a contract or a Loyalty Charm. Finally, Albus, what about you?"
"I I don't know"
"Have you ever been confused? Albus, this is not like you. Think about it for a while."
"Except Mr. and Mrs. Longbottom and Albus, do you have any questions, gentlemen agents?" Finally, Old Barty looked at the agents.
"I think it's almost done. Jack, please inform the snipers outside to withdraw. I'll call the Prime Minister to come over. After that, the specific details will be left to the Prime Minister to decide." The secret agent leader made arrangements.
"Then Linglong and I are going to prepare dinner for everyone. John greets everyone, and we have enough drinks and snacks. If you feel bored, you can watch TV or video." Although Meryl said this, everyone was still very restrained.
"Albus," Old Barty came to stand next to Old Deng, "If you are still confused and have no idea, first tell me what you were thinking before, and we will help you sort out your thoughts."
"The previous ideas are completely useless."
"Then let's have a chat. It's better than just thinking about it alone."
"Okay. It was originally Sibyl's prophecy that gave me an idea. You know, the curse of the Sibyl family. Their family's prophecy talent is very strong, but because of the uncertainty of the prophecy, it is not known to the public.
Believe it."
“Tell me about that prophecy.”
"The man with the energy to conquer the Dark Lord approaches. Born into a family that has defeated the Dark Lord three times. Born at the end of the seventh month. The Dark Lord marks him as a powerful enemy, but he has an energy that the Dark Lord doesn't understand."
Must die at the hand of the other, because both cannot live, only one survives. The one with the energy to conquer the Dark Lord will be born at the end of the seventh month. This is the content of Sibyl's prophecy. I felt at the time, this
It means that the savior who saves the wizarding world and eliminates the Dark Lord will be born into a family that matches the prophecy."
"in'estas desauveurssurês,
There is no supreme savior,
nidieu,nicésar,niibun,
or god, caesar, tribune,
roducteurssauvonsnonês
Producers must save themselves
décrétonsesatun
Go and announce the common salvation." As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, a burst of singing came from the akan under Hans' hand to everyone's ears.