Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 1161: Mr. Bait

"Damn, are you being targeted?"

Kenneth stood by the window, reached out to open the gap in the curtains, and secretly observed the situation outside the street. Although he did not see anyone wandering around his residence, he could feel that he was indeed being watched.

Recently bad luck, that stupid father not only lost a lot of Galleons for selling fake goods, but also put "Zuo" in Azkaban prison, and he helped Albert run After the Joko joke shop, he felt like he was being targeted by someone. Although Kenneth couldn't find anyone, his intuition in the gray area told him that he was indeed being targeted.

This is never a good thing.

But, why am I being targeted?

Father's sake?

No, Kenneth prefers to believe it's because of Albert, because of the **** ten thousand bounty.

Somewhere along the way, he felt like he was being tricked by Albert.

That's right, if he hadn't sensed a problem, how could Albert need his own help to deliver the goods to Joko?

Isn't it the same as having Fred, George or Lee Jordan deliver the goods?

Damn!

Why didn't you think about it in the first place?

He also signed a magic contract, and even if caught, he wouldn't be able to reveal anything at all.

Albert wouldn't want to take the opportunity to kill himself!

No, probably not.

Presumably throwing the trouble at him, by the way, to see if he's worth believing.

Thinking of this made Kenneth even more depressed. At first, he proposed to cooperate with Albert, and it is not bad for everyone to make money together. As a result, Old Tolle not only refused, but also wanted to obtain the benefits of the defense against the dark arts from Albert.

It's ridiculous to think about it.

Is that guy so easy to take advantage of?

Don't even think about what happened to the group of Death Eaters who tried to make trouble at the wedding.

Old Tolle got himself into Azkaban and messed up his relationship with Albert.

Otherwise, since they have a foundation of cooperation at Hogwarts, even if they can't get as many benefits as Fred, George and George, at least they won't suffer, instead of signing a **** like this Magic contract.

Kenneth regrets how he believed his father's nonsense and made the situation what it is.

At the moment, he is being targeted, and he has no good way. Now he can only find Albert for help through Fred, George and Lee Jordan, but those guys don't know where to hide recently.

Don't be tempted to stay outside to attract firepower!

The more Kenneth thought about it, the more wrong it was.

"I can't stay here, I have to find a place to avoid the limelight."

He decided to discuss the matter with Fred, George and Lee Jordan at the next Ministry of Magic Defence Against the Dark Arts training.

As he was simply packing his things and preparing to leave, there was a sudden rush of footsteps on the street outside, and then the door was rudely slammed open, and before Kenneth Apparated, he saw several faces The gruesome, shaggy-bearded man rushed into the house with his wand and fired a curse directly at Kenneth, who picked up his suitcase and was about to leave.

"Damn!"

After throwing out the suitcase, Kenneth pulled out his wand and used the oncoming curse from the Iron Armor grid, but was still staggered. Fortunately, the Iron Armor spell on the defensive bracelet helped him block it, otherwise he would I'm afraid the end is no better than the window next to it that was blown up by the curse.

"Damn, I really got scammed."

Kenneth recognized one of the intruders as he mentally greeted Albert's family.

Kenneth used a red curse to force the approaching three back, and immediately took cover to hide, roaring at the sloppy man named Paul, "Damn Paul, what are you trying to do?"

“Don’t want to do anything? Someone wants to invite you to join us,” the scruffy man named Paul grinned and showed his yellow teeth, “Little Tolle, I advise you not to resist and just follow us. Don't blame me for not taking old Toler's face."

"Are you inviting others to join like this?"

Kenneth's face is very dark. If he doesn't sign a magic contract, he is not afraid to go with them. The worst case is to join, but not now.

"I don't think you'll take his face, that guy is still in Azkaban prison."

"Stop talking nonsense, I count to three, follow us obediently, otherwise don't blame us for being rude." The three quickly surrounded Kenneth's hiding place, ready to take down each other in one go.

"You're welcome? Why are you going to be welcome?"

Kenneth suddenly fired red sparks out of the window that had been blown up by the spell, trying to scare the three away and buy himself a chance to escape.

"Damn, is this a trap?"

Kenneth's actions have undoubtedly succeeded in misjudging the three of them, and the Ministry of Magic has used many methods to catch the dark wizard during this period.

"Don't be silly, I bet he's just trying to scare us away."

"Anyway, take the people away first."

Paul pounces on Kenneth, trying to knock him down, only to be blown away by a Barrier Charm.

"Just don't kill me."

Anyway, the order I received was just to catch Kenneth. Since the guy is ignorant, it's better to make him suffer.

As for friendship with old Tolle, how much Galleon is that worth?

However, Kenneth is not bad either. The curse of the three was either dodged by him or blocked by the defensive props he used.

However, it took them a while to push Kenneth to the edge.

At this moment, there was another rush of footsteps outside, followed by unfamiliar shouts.

"Quick, quick, don't let them escape."

A group of people are flanking this way.

The three of them wanted to kill Kenneth, but it was too late. Several spells had been fired from outside the door, knocking Paul and the three to the ground.

"Looks like we're lucky."

Kingsley looked at the stunned Kenneth and motioned for the people around him to take him away.

Kenneth can't help but ask, "You are..."

"Fred and George told me that you might be in trouble." Kingsley glanced at the unlucky **** who was about to act as a bait, and said comfortably, "Don't worry, come again, everyone knows Once you're the bait, no one will come to trouble you again."

Hearing this, the expression on Kenneth's face instantly collapsed.

"Work well with the Ministry of Magic and we will appropriately commute your father's sentence."

Kingsley reached out and patted Kenneth on the shoulder, handed him a candy, and reminded: "This is a new product made recently by Fred and George. It is said that eating it can bring luck to people. , you will eat it in the future when you encounter this situation again, and it will definitely be fine."

"Thank them for their kindness for me," Kenneth said through gritted teeth, taking the candy.

"I will. Until then, I suggest you go back to the Ministry of Magic with us, at least it will be safer there."

Kingsley hurried to the Ministry of Magic with a few downed wizards, ready to pull useful information out of their mouths.

Unsurprisingly, the trio knew basically nothing.

They are all at the bottom of Knockturn Alley. They joined the mysterious man not long ago. It should be said that they became the minions of some Death Eaters. They were ordered to take Kenneth away.

Kingsley immediately reported the news to the Auror's office, but he didn't think anyone could be caught there. After all, they just made such a big noise in Knockturn Alley, and many people saw it.

Thinking of others is too stupid, as long as those people have a brain, they will definitely abandon the stronghold.

Kingsley asked his assistant to simply sort out the news, and then knocked on the door of the minister's office with the news.

“How is it?”

Scrimgeour asked without looking up.

"Only caught a few scumbags."

Kingsley handed over the documents that the assistant helped organize, "The Auror office should be looking down that line, but I don't think the possibility of catching a big fish should be high, this operation is too rushed It's too late for us to arrange it."

"Where's Kenneth Toler?"

Scrimgeour put down his quill, took the report and quickly scanned its contents before asking.

"Mr. Tolle is at the Ministry of Magic. We have asked the telegrapher to communicate with him, but he does not know much. Based on the information provided by Mr. Tolle, we suspect that Hogsmeade may have Death Eater. The three guys wanted to catch Mr. Toller, it must be some Death Eater trying to find Albert through him, and his reward is still hanging on the black market."

"I don't understand how they all have their heads on their butts?"

Scrimgeour wanted to kill Lucius outright, but in the end he gave up on doing it. If he loses his credibility, it will be very difficult to do it again in the future. After all, Gallen was fined from three Death Eaters. There is not much left.

"I think they should withdraw that **** bounty, but... even if they withdraw, the Malfoys may continue to pay others to put Albert's bounty." Kingsley wasn't too worried about Albert. "At this time, we have not found Narcissa Malfoy, and we suspect she may be with Bellatrix Lestrange."

"It's not urgent, that guy is not to be messed with. If necessary, he will definitely take the initiative to cooperate with us." Scrimgeour put down the document, looked up at Kingsley and asked, "Black magic training How's the situation over there?"

"About a hundred people came to the training, and that number is growing." Kingsley pulled another document from the folder and handed it to Scrimgeour. "It worked better than we expected. I don't think it will be long before they should be able to protect themselves."

"You've done a good job, but you've trained them...I mean teach them more about self-defense, and if there are exceptionally talented people, consider recruiting them for training." Skrein Jay took out a document from the folder, signed it, and said to Kingsley: "I will give you some temporary staff, and the treatment is the same as your current members. And the next time you meet the Muggle slaughter. Dark wizard, I allow you to kill them directly, we need to give that group of **** some shock, lest they make trouble everywhere, the Muggle Prime Minister has protested to Fudge several times."

"Are you going to continue to expand?" Kingsley asked with a frown.

"No way, we're severely understaffed," Scrimgeour reminded. "They're wartime non-staff, and we need more help."

"Where's Kenneth Toler?" Kingsley asked again.

"It doesn't matter, commute his father's sentence, I guess it won't be long before Voldemort tries to rob him." Scrimgeour tapped his finger on the table, "and there's nothing we can do about it, so don't reduce it. It doesn't really matter."

"The prophecy of that one?"

"That's right!" Scrimgeour sighed. "This kind of thing is inevitable. You should know better than me. Azkaban has a lot of prisoners now. For Voldemort, these are natural cannon fodder. You should be well aware that he certainly wouldn't mind doing that."

"If possible, first pick out a group of inmates with relatively minor crimes, fine them, and release them for investigation. If they commit a crime again, the punishment will be increased. As for the money To expand the crisis response team and fight against the mysterious man, now we can only let everyone get through the difficulties together.”

"Is this really going to be done?" Kingsley was taken aback by Scrimgeour's proposal.

"Well, don't worry about this, I will ask about the specific time of the escape, you will help me hand this to Pierce later, and by the way, call Gadwin, and we will have a meeting at ten o'clock in the evening to discuss this matter. ~IndoMTL.com~ Well, I see." Kingsley left with the signed papers.

Watching the closed wooden door, Scrimgeour sighed heavily.

If possible, Scrimgeour had actually updated to pick up and ambush a wave of mysterious men, but since he learned that Dumbledore was injured, he had completely abandoned the idea.

Let Dumbledore fight You-Know-Who.

No, he can't take risks.

Furthermore, such a thing as a prison robbery cannot be prevented at all.

Who made the prisoner a mystery man?

I couldn't resist at all, maybe calling So Auror to drive the Mysterious Man away, but only to drive away.

Right now, the only way to do this is to use the All Soldiers mode, so that everyone has the power to fight against the dark wizard, although he also knows the consequences of doing so, but now he can't care about it.

The docile masses are indeed good for the management of the Ministry of Magic, but they have no ability to protect themselves when faced with hungry wolves. The reason for all this is actually that the Ministry of Magic has made a one-size-fits-all approach for the convenience of management.

It is not difficult to see this from the Auror's training materials and the Ministry of Magic's revision of parts of Albert's Guide to Self-Defense.

As for future troubles, what's up with him, Scrimgeour, the most important thing now is to win this war and live.

Can you win?

Scrimgeour doesn't have much confidence in himself because he suspects Dumbledore is dying.

Why did you get murdered by the mysterious man?

A big reason is that You-Know-Who is trying to control the Ministry, and he's going to be the number one target.

Combined with Dumbledore's injury, he doubted that Dumbledore was gone at that time, and the You-Know-Who would have no scruples. Although Albert said there was a way out for him, but... he will not escape!

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