Chapter 550 Grindelwald: They Really Volunteered! They Are So Easy To Talk To!

Chapter 550 Grindelwald: They Really Volunteered! They Are So Easy To Talk To!

"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 Barty Jr. couldn't be killed, but...

Anyone can kill Barty Jr., but Barty Sr. can't.

A father killing his son is the greatest tragedy in the world.

Although Old Batty made a mistake, he did not want Old Batty to have to experience such pain at this age.

This is Dumbledore's unique kindness...

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

The moment Old Barty saw Little Barty, he knew that the Imperius Curse he had placed on him for many years was completely ineffective.

In other words, the demon trapped in his son's body was released again...

Therefore, he rushed over and wanted to kill Little Barty. On the one hand, it was for the sake of his career, which had long come to an end. On the other hand, it was also to stop his son in time...

Now, after gradually calming down, Old Barty's idea of ​​killing Little Barty became clearer.

Little Barty escaped, and 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 little Barty has escaped temporarily, the Lestranges will definitely continue their actions tonight.

After planning the operation for so long, it was impossible for them to give up just because they saved little Barty.

As long as they still proceed according to the original plan, then Dumbledore, who has been prepared for a long time, will be confident that he will catch them all in one fell swoop!

"Well... you've always had it, haven't you? So... what are you going to do with me? Albus?"

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

Now that Dumbledore knows that he secretly replaced Barty Jr., he understands that his career in the Ministry of Magic is over.

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

After all, Dumbledore was known to be a stickler for rules.

However, old Batty was wrong this time...

"You go away... just pretend this never happened." Dumbledore said softly.

"Wha...what?" Old Barty looked at Dumbledore in confusion, thinking that he heard wrongly, "What do you mean?"

"I mean, I didn't see anything, I didn't hear anything. Old Barty, a lot of people still need you. You don't deserve that end."

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

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

Dumbledore is very disciplined when it comes to matters of right and wrong, but he is also a human being after all, and he will have his own thoughts and feelings as a human being.

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

Barty Sr. now has almost nothing.

And except for a moment of confusion about his son, he has never done anything evil.

Not only did he not do any evil, he also made outstanding achievements in the 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... Even though he sacrificed his own family for the greater good, he was no longer eligible for the position of Minister of Magic, and in the end, he could only be transferred to the current idle position.

The final result of Barty's lifelong struggle was that his wife died, his son was useless, and his career was ruined...

The only thing left for Barty now was also far away from him tonight.

If he still reported Barty in this situation, and then put Barty, who had nothing left, into Azkaban... then 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?" Blake 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 are sick, remember to tell me, I made a lot of anti-disease potions before, which can cure many diseases. "Oh? A potion to cure diseases? Have you developed a new formula?" "No, this is just a failure... I wanted to make a universal potion that can cure any disease, but many of the effects conflict with each other and cannot be balanced, so... I only made a failure that can only cure more than 70 basic diseases at most..." Blake said with regret. I thought I could make a universal potion, not to mention a potion that can cure all diseases, but at least it can cure all diseases, right? As a result, only a failure that can only cure more than 70 diseases came out... Blake sighed regretfully over there, but his words silenced Grindelwald and the people around him who heard Blake speak. A potion that can cure more than 70 basic diseases, this is something that can make any potion master win the Order of Merlin, First Class! You actually said it was a failure? Damn, you are worthy of being Blake... I was pretending... Then A large number of system prompts immediately sounded in Blake's mind... The people sitting in this box are not ordinary wizards... They are all powerful wizards who can deliver goods.

"Blake, how can I wholesale the first-class medal of the Order of Merlin for you directly........." Grindelwald said helplessly.

Thinking about it, although the things Blake really took out to publish were amazing, they were not many...

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

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

At this time, the mascot of the Irish team had left the field.

It was a group of Irish leprechauns. When they appeared, 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 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 validity period expires.

If this is the case, it can be caused by ordinary Transfiguration.

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

It's not about changing the object intrinsically.

If the time limit of the transformation spell expires, the transformed thing will only change back to its original appearance.

Rather than disappearing into thin air...

Blake looked at the gold galleons in his hand and his brows slowly widened.

"I see... this is not a transformation spell, but... an illusion-type magic. Moreover, it is an illusion-type magic that can temporarily blind even the Eye of Truth, which I did not activate on purpose. ......very impressive!"

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

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

Not only the Gold Galleons in his hand, but also the Gold Galleons in other people's hands, turned into air in Blake's eyes...

He also saw Ronald putting a handful 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.

A hallucination magic that affects people's vision, touch and hearing.

Gee, interesting...

These little leprechauns have this ability, but they use it for this kind of thing. It's a pity indeed.

Blake looked at the Irish leprechauns who were leaving, a little jealous...

Are these leprechauns humans or magical animals?

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"Blake, what are you thinking about?" Cassandra saw Blake looking blankly at the leprechauns, a little confused.

After all, when Blake was looking at those Veela just now, he didn't even look at these leprechauns for long.

"Oh... I was wondering if I should find a way to get some Irish leprechauns to raise..." Blake replied casually.

"Ah?" Cassandra looked at Blake with strange eyes, "I can understand if you say you want to raise a few Veela [but leprechauns...how did you think of raising such a creature?" ?"

"Oh? Really? Do you understand? That's great! I'm also planning to raise a few Veela..."

"Asshole!" Kassandra angrily stepped on Blake's foot……………………

But Blake's indifferent appearance made Cassandra feel a sense of powerlessness... If I had known better, I wouldn't have mentioned Veela...

Grindelwald asked with great interest: "You want to raise leprechauns and veelas? Ordinary people really have nothing to do, but it will be easy if I take action.

"Oh? Really? So what are you going to do? What procedures are you going to go through?" Blake was already prepared to go through a lot of tedious procedures.

B......

"What is the process? Ask them directly. I think the Bulgarian Minister of Magic and the Irish Minister of Magic are both very easy to talk to. If I ask them directly, they will give it directly." Grindelwald said with confidence.

Blake looked at Grindelwald speechlessly.

What does it mean to be easy to talk to? I think you think they are easy to bully...

However, if Grindelwald really spoke directly, the two ministers might actually clean the Veela and send it over...

"No, no, no...it's better not to use it." Blake quickly refused.

Just kidding, I'm a serious person, how can I use it to rob?! Besides, if I rob directly, then the old man Dumbledore will have to nag him in his ear.

Grindelwald immediately understood Blake's concerns.

"Oh! Blake, you misunderstood. Of course I didn't rob it, they obviously gave it away voluntarily!"

"Ah, yes, yes..."

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

It's better to go look for it in the wild, then throw a Poke Ball and conquer it directly.

No worries.

At the worst, he could just get two drops of blood back. He was just curious about the little leprechaun's ability and wanted to find out, but he didn't have to keep it.

As for Veela...well, you can have this!

At this time, huge cheers rang out in the stadium. Unknowingly, the player introduction session was over and the game had officially begun.

Blake looked at an empty seat next to him, so RE

Why hasn't Dumbledore come back yet?

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 still alive!

As soon as little Barty recovered from the dizziness of the Apparition, he saw Rodolphus who had just taken off his clothes.

"Is it you?! You escaped too?" Little Barty asked doubtfully.

Rodolphus and Bella were captured in Azkaban almost at the same time as Barty.

It's not that easy to escape from Azkaban. He also sacrificed his mother's life to get out of Azkaban.

Therefore, little Barty was very surprised that Rodolphus appeared here.

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

"Haha..." Little Barty grinned twice and laughed twice, but Rodolphus didn't feel any joy from his laughter.

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

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

"What? What did you say? Did you find Voldemort?" Little Barty's eyes widened in excitement.

Barty Jr. "was the only Death Eater allowed to call Voldemort "Voldemort" to his face.

In addition to teaching him magic in person, Voldemort even talked to him in detail about his ideals and ambitions... It was evident how much Voldemort valued him.

Otherwise, little Barty would not treat Voldemort as his father.

Because what he lacked from his biological father, he completely made up for with Voldemort...

Therefore, among Death Eaters, in terms of loyalty, Barty is even more loyal to Voldemort than Bella.

"Yes, we have found the master! The detailed situation 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 arrange several confusing magics here, and then dragged little Barty and disapparated away again.

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

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

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

Walking in the tent………………