Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 977: The truth is unimportant

Time passed by little by little, but no one came to join him. Lucius Malfoy, who was waiting patiently at the temporary stronghold, only felt cold hands and feet.

Even if you think about it with your knees, something must have happened over there, otherwise the others should have come to meet him long ago.

It was really hard for Lucius Malfoy to imagine that if he just returned to England like this, he would be punished by the Dark Lord.

He couldn't help shivering, and didn't dare to continue thinking about it.

I have to do something.

After much hesitation, Lucius Malfoy finally decided to return to Spain to find out what happened tonight.

It wasn't difficult, Snape had left some of the compound potion left for them, and it took him a while to get hair from a Muggle.

To be honest, Lucius Malfoy really doesn't want to look like a Muggle. There is a risk of being recognized by others, so turning into a Muggle and pretending to be a foreign wizard is the best choice at present. Suppressing the discomfort and disgust, Malfoy drank a small cup of compound potion. Next, he quickly changed into another look.

A few minutes later, Lucius Malfoy rearranged his clothes and returned to Spain with a travel suitcase.

As long as you find the right source, it's not difficult to find someone to ask for information, at least not difficult for Malfoy. He pretended to be a spectator who came to Spain to watch the International Wizards Duel Contest, and was going to stay at the Barnabus Bar. Both the boss and the waiters here were very good at various languages, so there was no need to worry about communication issues.

Malfoy walked into the lively bar, sat down at the vacant seat by the counter, ordered a drink for himself, and casually chatted with the bartender.

During the seemingly inadvertent chat, Malfoy learned that the Mudblood was not dead, and that he had already entered the top sixteen, and he was one of the seeded players with the best chance to compete for the championship.

"If you want to bet, you have to do it early." The bartender in front of the counter reminded kindly, "But don't blame me if you lose."

Lucius Malfoy didn't pay attention to what the other party said, but turned his attention to the Spanish newspaper thrown on the counter. He actually saw the news that Goyle and his gang were arrested in the newspaper, although Malfoy couldn't read it. Knows Spanish, but this does not prevent him from understanding the contents of the photos.

"It seems that another black wizard has been arrested?" The bartender glanced at the newspaper on the table, wiped the wine glass, and said with a smile, "The newspaper said that the black wizard from England was arrested. They seem to be called Death Eaters, and they seem to be trying to assassinate a contestant, but they were discovered and subdued by the patrolling Aurors. I really don't know what the brains of those people are thinking, and they actually made trouble in the heavily guarded duel competition? You His complexion doesn't seem very pretty."

"I haven't had a good rest for two days and two nights." Lucius Malfoy drank the drink in his glass, paid for the key, took the suitcase and went back to his room to rest.

Of course, Lucius Malfoy is not in the mood to sleep, and he is full of thoughts on how to get rid of himself. The Dark Lord will definitely not let him go easily, especially since the Dark Lord knows that he accidentally left the diary. After being broken, Malfoy felt that the Dark Lord didn't like him very much.

Now, the mission has failed again.

They must not fail because they are too useless, their failure must be due to the trap of the Order of the Phoenix, and that Mudblood was prepared.

"Yes, didn't that mean that the Mudblood could prophesy?" Malfoy suddenly sounded a reason to justify himself.

The reason for their failure is more because the members of the Order of the Phoenix knew their plan in advance through the prophecy of the mudblood, secretly attacked and intercepted them, even the assassination of the mudblood at close range was escaped by that guy doomed.

Isn't this the best proof?

That Mudblood is a menace!

If he shines at the International Wizarding Duel Competition...

Staring at the newspaper in his hand, Lucius Malfoy found that he actually hoped that the other party would enter the top four.

This is ridiculous.

However, only when the opponent is stronger and shows more astonishing strength, their failure will not seem so wasteful.

How to say that sentence: It's not that I don't work hard, but that the enemy is too strong.

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In the player area of ​​the gymnasium, Albert sneezed suddenly. He rubbed his nose with his hand, and went to the counter to buy a refreshing hot drink, so as not to catch a cold at night.

The number of remaining players is getting smaller and smaller, and the time of the game is getting longer and longer. Sometimes the battle cannot be over for a quarter of an hour.

Among the crowd who stayed behind, the young Albert was too conspicuous, especially after the newspaper helped Albert expose the halo on his head last time, more people were interested in him.

Sipping a refreshing drink, Albert sat in a corner and waited quietly.

Although the danger had passed, he still did not dare to relax. Tonight's duel was not over yet, and his opponent might be even more dangerous than the Death Eaters.

No way, I encountered a black wizard in the first two rounds.

Although it didn't take much effort to win, but in the face of weird black magic, you have to be 12 points. If you are hit by black magic, God knows what bad effect it will have.

This time, Albert's opponent was a 30-year-old squint, who seemed to be a dark wizard, because before the match, the referee had reminded him that this was a unique treatment for black wizards.

The combination of squinting and smiling makes Albert more vigilant. As the saying goes, squinting is a monster.

At the beginning of the duel, Albert made the first move. So far, he has not encountered a wizard who can cast spells faster than him. Perhaps because he knew that the speed of casting spells was not as fast as that of Albert, that guy directly deployed the magic barrier and successfully blocked Albert's first two attacks.

Actually, it's normal for the attack to be blocked. After all, he has played several times, and the routine he used has probably been sold to other players by intelligence dealers.

After learning about the opponent's intelligence, they will definitely target his weaknesses.

For example, you rarely use black magic, and rely more on skills and strength to defeat your opponents, and the magic barrier can easily block the first wave of attacks, so that you will not be in a hurry.

However, incomplete information can be harmful.

Squinted Eyes was obviously aware of this, the defensive barrier did block the enemy's attack, but this situation did not last long, the magic barrier in front of him suddenly shattered, and a spell flew towards him.

"It's really frustrating to be underestimated!"

The squinting eyes suddenly opened with a sharp light, and he waved his wand to block the oncoming disarming curse.

This guy's spell casting speed is really as fast as described in the information, and it's not that the other party doesn't know black magic, but just doesn't want to use it,

After blocking the opponent's six consecutive attacks in a row, squinting his eyes and waving his magic wand, he was ready to knock down the opponent in one go. Procrastination is not good for him, and there will always be loopholes in the defense.

"Don't die."

A large amount of black flames gushed out from the tip of the wand, turning into a fire bird with terrifying power and rushing towards Albert.

Valley </span>"Devil's Fire!"

At this moment, the audience in the stadium exclaimed one after another. Feeling bad, they all clenched their magic wands tightly. If the devil's flame got out of control, they would immediately cast a spell to extinguish the devil's flame.

"My God!"

"Be careful!"

"Quickly admit defeat!"

When the audience on the stage thought that Albert was about to be engulfed by the terrifying devil flames, they saw Albert calmly waved his magic wand, like a knight swinging a long sword, and slashed the flaming bird head-on Split into two halves, the rolled devil flames suddenly soared up, gathered into a group in the sky, and then turned into a griffin and rushed towards the black wizard in the opposite direction.

This scene stunned everyone present.

No one thought that the young wizard under the stage could control the violent devil flame in the blink of an eye, and quickly countered the enemy.

"My God! How did he do it, isn't that the devil's flame?"

Just now, Tonks thought that Albert would be engulfed by the devil's flame, but the next moment, the other party actually smashed the devil's flame and gained control.

"No, Anderson is obviously very good at using the devil's flame." Kingsley looked at the griffin that was rushing towards the dark wizard, and said in a low voice, "I heard that he was in the maze of the Triwizard Tournament. , I used the Fierce Fire Curse to burn a snail to death."

Looking at the griffin rushing towards him with squinted eyes, he suddenly felt bad, not because of the devil flames flying towards him, but because of the other party's attainments in black magic.

After successfully eliminating the devil's flame, Mimiyan decisively raised her hands and surrendered.

Can't black magic?

Stop kidding!

This guy probably thinks there is no need to use black magic!

If you annoy the other party, you may accidentally die here.

Squint's quick surrender made the audience very uncomfortable. They thought there would be a thrilling duel, but in the end they simply surrendered. Some angry audience even threw bottles downward.

"Congratulations, you have won." The wizard said with a smile, "This is my business card, maybe you have some inconvenient things to do, or some illegal items that you need to use, I can help you." To help you, I will give you a 50% discount when the time comes."

"Well, maybe that day won't be too far away." Albert raised his hand and pointed at the business card, which disappeared by itself.

"You are really vigilant." Squinting his eyes without getting angry, he said with a smile, "However, please be vigilant, I believe we can cooperate happily. By the way, I bet on you to win the championship, work hard."

The expression on Albert's face twitched slightly. Looking at Mimi's eyes who were leaving, he turned and returned to the player area. The next final game will determine the final four.

However, there is no last game, because Albert's opponent, in the 16-to-8 time, lost both sides in the fight with the opponent, and was unable to continue the game. Albert directly advanced bye.

This situation is not uncommon in duel competitions.

Albert is undoubtedly a dark horse!

This matter was reported in the newspapers.

However, a certain gambling bureau held a meeting overnight to discuss the possibility of Anderson winning the prize.

No way, there are a lot of bets betting at the beginning of the game that Albert Anderson will win the final championship.

If this really makes the dark horse the final champion, I don't know how much money it will cost.

Moreover, this scene seems, seems to have been similar.

"What now?"

"Don't ask me, anyway, I don't want to bet on anything related to this guy in the future." The man thought for a while and said, "You collect the guy's information, and then send it to the other three, and tell them , as long as you can get rid of the dark horse, you can get a sum of money, remember, go in a private name."

"Can this work?" someone asked uneasily.

"If you can't do it, you have to do it. Some things cannot be done. Don't expect you to do it. Others will not know. The duel competition must be relatively fair, at least on the surface. This is the reason why those events are held in Spain. If you do things Fuck it, and there will be a whole bunch of people trying to kill you," the man warned.

On the other side, after learning that Albert had entered the top four, Lucius Malfoy was trembling with excitement. He hurried back to England with the newspaper and told the Dark Lord the "good news".

Feeling the increasingly icy gaze of Voldemort, Lucius Malfoy lowered his head even lower, however, this did not allow him to escape the Dark Lord's punishment.

No way, Voldemort was very upset. He didn't have many Death Eaters under his command, but he suddenly lost a few of them. It's no wonder he was in a good mood. As for the dead Peter Pettigrew, Voldemort never cared He lives and dies, and when he dies, he dies.

"Lucius, you really let me down." Voldemort's tone was extremely indifferent.

"Master, that's really not my problem." Malfoy said anxiously, "Our plan was easily seen through. Members of the Order of the Phoenix caught us off guard. That mudblood seemed to know something through a prophecy. He It has long been known that someone will assassinate him."

"Don't justify your incompetence." Voldemort looked even angrier, and gave Malfoy another Cruciatus Curse.

"Master, Severus is right, that Muggle is indeed a big trouble, we'd better kill him as soon as possible before he grows up." Lucius Malfoy gritted his teeth and endured The pain caused by the Cruciatus Curse was trying to divert the Dark Lord's attention to the Mudblood.

"That mudblood...I will kill him with my own hands."

Voldemort stared at Malfoy who was still lying on the ground, and ordered indifferently, "As for the group of captured guys, find a way to get them out, if you fail again, you should know what the consequences will be. "

"I will," said Malfoy tremblingly, knowing that the Dark Lord's patience with him was reaching its limit.

However ~IndoMTL.com~ wasn't the only one in a bad mood, Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge wasn't much in the mood either. As soon as he fell asleep, he was woken up by an urgent message from the Ministry of Magic. However, what angered Fudge the most was that the Spanish Ministry of Magic claimed to have captured a group of "Death Eaters" and was going to hand them over to the UK in exchange for a bounty remuneration.

The news that the Death Eaters were captured was certainly something to be pleased about, but the identities of those people did not make Fudge unhappy.

"No, they can't be Death Eaters."

Fudge has made a decision, and he knows that if these people are defined as Death Eaters, they will definitely cause big trouble.

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