Spotted By Grindelwald And Went To Hogwarts Chapter 258: Guts

At this moment, the newspaper that had been trembling for a while suddenly opened, and a huge net enveloped it from behind.

James cast a defensive spell to block the attack for Sirius. He took a quick step back, and the huge net directly covered the three members of the Lestrange family.

The huge net was like a living creature, and the dark green network cable was suddenly tightened. The three people who had no time to react were **** instantly, and the wands in their hands fell to the ground uncontrollably.

The huge net was still tightening crazily, and there was even the sound of bones rubbing. Rodolph Lestrange, who was bound in the innermost part, had rolled his eyes white, and seemed to be dying soon.

Sirius whistled, then waved his wand and unleashed a fire spell. The giant net receded from the flame-soaked beach like ebbing sea water.

The other guard members quickly stepped forward and bound the three people who had lost their ability to resist with a spell, and then added a restrictive spell.

James put away the huge net that had turned back into a newspaper. He weighed it in his hand and said with a smile, "The magic props handed out are quite useful. There must be a master of herbalism in the headquarters. There are very few wizards who can transform devil vines like this."

Sirius grabbed Rodolphus's robe collar and wiped his wand: "It's really good for sneak attack, but it's a pity that the activation time is too slow, and the habit of the devil vine's fear of fire has not been improved."

"It's enough... that's enough, let's take someone back."

The other team members apparated away with the three members of the Lestrange family who were bound, and James, who was at the back, turned his head and glanced at his friend: "From the information given, it seems that your cousin doesn't need to be arrested yet?"

Sirius spread his hands indifferently: "She resisted arrest by herself, and according to my understanding of her, if she really did not violate the law, she would not resist so fiercely. Go back and dig, I guess there is something hidden."

"Well. By the way, I brought you closer to work in the office, and now I have arrested your cousin. I'm afraid Regulus will come to you, right?" James frowned slightly. Judging from the attitude in the words, he seemed to have some friendship with Regulus.

Sirius tugged at the neckline a little irritably: "Since I promised to help you, I don't have to think about what other people think. Besides, no matter what I do, I'm already a disgrace to the Black family—ha, I'm proud of it."

James shook his head: "Regulus is just trapped in the shackles set by your parents. You and I both know that he, he is actually a bit weak. He is not as brave as you to fight—but he is still kind in nature."

Sirius waved his hand impatiently: "My stupid parents are madly obsessed with pure blood. They gave birth to a freak like me. Of course, another son must be brainwashed. That guy Regulus believes in the nobility of pure blood. He...he is too easy to compromise."

"Hey man, listen, I think you two brothers could have a good talk..."

Sirius interrupted James with an uneasy expression: "Dude, I have you, Lupine, and Peter—Harry and Daisy are also my pride, and that's enough."

James glanced at Sirius, who was frowning, and he finally shrugged: "But I can't marry you-hey, man, don't look at me like that, your godson is already in his second year at Hogwarts, and you just found a decent job."

"Get out of here, my uncle left me enough to squander my whole life—if it wasn't for helping you, do you think I would give up red wine and wizard chess?"

"Please, I'm also a well-known rich second generation, but I still go to work."

"That's because Lily didn't want you to eat and wait to die, and becoming an Auror at that time might help Daisy's condition."

"I don't deny this. If it wasn't for Daisy's illness, I might be on the national Quidditch team now."

"If you said you were regretting it, I would punch your nose right now."

"You'll never get this chance, buddy..."

…

The arrest of the three core members of the famous British pure-blood family Lestrange has become big news in the wizarding world recently.

You know, unless the crime is really serious, it is impossible for a family like Lestrange, who is rich and powerful and has always maintained a pure bloodline, to be questioned by Qiu Hou.

According to the public statement of James Potter, the UK office of the United Wizards Guard, although the three have always refused to plead guilty, the evidence is quite sufficient, and it is even possible to dig out more and longer cruel cases.

After being imprisoned by the British Ministry of Magic for a week, the three members of the Lestrange family were collectively transferred to the headquarters of the United Wizards Guard. After collecting evidence, they will also be punished by the International Federation of Wizards.

…

Neurmengard Castle, Hogwarts Common Room.

"Sean, did you go to rest so early today?" Hermione closed the page and looked at Sean who got up and walked back a little strangely.

"Today's stew is too delicious. If you eat too much, you will easily feel sleepy." Sean rubbed his eye sockets and replied lazily.

"Well, then you can rest early."

"Well, you guys go to bed early too, good night." Showing a gentle smile to Hermione and Daisy, Sean turned and returned to the dormitory.

Locking the door with his backhand, after he waited for a while, the Dark Mark on his left arm became slightly warm, and a slightly distorted voice accompanied by a blurred scene came to Sean's mind.

"Master." Bella's voice sounded respectfully.

Sean's gentle smile towards the two girls had long since disappeared, and he put on a haughty tone that has become more and more proficient recently, and said softly: "Bella, thank you for your hard work."

"No, this is my honor, Master." Bella was lying in a prison cell, she turned sideways inside, and pressed her hand on her Dark Mark.

Sean could see a blurred view of the other party's environment. It was a small cell, but there seemed to be no guards around the cell.

"Master," Bella said, "As you expected, they couldn't find any more evidence of my crime, so I was just locked in an ordinary prison cell. It seems that Rodolphus and the others were sent to a stricter prison. I haven't seen them since I came here."

"Well, I see. Bella, you haven't forgotten what I told you?"

"Yes, master, after you explained it, I immediately looked up all the information on the recently arrested wizards, and firmly remembered them."

Sean nodded in satisfaction: "Let's talk." Gu

"Yes, master." Bella paused, and after sorting out her words, she described what she saw and heard in detail.

"The floor I'm in should be an ordinary prison. There are only four guardian wizards at night, and the guards are not strong. At the same time, the prison here, at least the one I am in, is not well-prepared. There are no other defensive measures except anti-apparition and magic-proof silver cages. There is not even a single dementor here."

"All the dispatched dementors went to the next floor, and before they separated, Rodolphus and the others were put on shackles made of special materials."

"As for the people you asked me to observe, I found most of them in this layer..."

"First of all, Jobs Aiken, old Aiken's uncle. According to the announcement of the French Ministry of Magic, he was arrested for participating in a black magic party many years ago. It is said that the members of the black magic party betrayed him. According to the regulations of the French Ministry of Magic, this is not a particularly serious illegal act. When I came in, I saw the old guy in the leftmost cell on this floor. Be very calm."

"The second is a pure-blood wizard in Bulgaria, Karel Levi. He should have committed murder, but he was also imprisoned on this floor..."

"My next door is a guy from Italy..."

Bella described everything she had seen and heard since she entered the prison to Sean in detail, even the living conditions of the prisoners were not lost.

After listening, Sean narrowed his eyes slightly - as he guessed, there are quite a few pure-blood wizards, especially the first group of people who were arrested. These wizards were not imprisoned in the heavily guarded lower level, and as prisoners, they were all too calm, as if they knew that they would not encounter any major trouble...

It seems that the United Wizards Guard has indeed reached a cooperation agreement with some pure-blood wizards.

"Master, this is all I observed today. Please forgive me. I have been here for too short a time, and I haven't seen any more useful news." Bella said.

"Well, good job, keep working hard-well, by the way, did they see your Dark Mark when they came in?"

Bella immediately said: "As you expected, they checked my left arm, but before the guards came to the door that day, I had hidden the mark according to the spell you taught me-but Rodolphs and the others should have seen the mark."

Sean nodded: "You did a good job, keep hiding. By the way, you can chat with people around you. Ha, if I guessed correctly, your roommate will come to chat with you the next day."

"Master, what do I need to do?"

"Just chat casually, about our organization - the other party should make insinuations, remember, no matter what the other party promises you, never reveal your identity."

"I see, Master."

After cutting off the contact, Sean got up from the bed and walked to the window. Looking at the moonlight shining from the window, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Up to now, he was almost sure that the United Wizards Guard and the French Association for the Protection of Wizards' Rights and Interests must be related. It was very simple. His identity had been exposed, so the other party must know that Bella was a Death Eater.

It seems to be deception, but the reason why he didn't let Bella expose himself is very simple. First of all, Bella's behavior of hiding the mark and keeping silent about the Death Eaters will give the other party a signal-she and Voldemort cannot be contacted. Even the most careful people would relax their vigilance against Voldemort under such circumstances, and Bella might get more information.

Secondly, the Dark Mark of the Lestrange brothers was clearly visible, but Bella, who they identified as a Death Eater, did not. There must be smart people who thought that Bella had a special identity, and she might be Voldemort's confidant who had learned some kind of hidden spell. Under such circumstances, Bella would not be in too much danger.

It's very simple. In the eyes of the other party, Sean—that is, Voldemort himself, he is also the leader of a pure blood organization. This has a high probability of having something in common with the other party's goal, and the commonality means the possibility of cooperation. What's more, they can't confirm how much Voldemort's strength has recovered.

And the attitude of the other party has already shown this point-you see, I know that these members of the Lestrange family are Death Eaters, but I have not done anything to your confidants.

Shawn sneered, the other party was giving a date after hitting a stick. After all, they still didn't think highly of Death Eaters—there was value for cooperation, but that was all.

But the actual situation is: From Sean's point of view, I don't care what you think of the Death Eaters. I just want to get more information, and I don't care about your attitude.

Even if you wipe out all the Death Eaters, so what, I'll go back and continue my studies.

My backers are Dumbledore and Grindelwald after all...

Before the window sill, Sean's eyes suddenly froze for a moment. He raised his head abruptly, and an idea came to his mind.

Responsible... The United Wizards Guard has been pursuing responsibility...

No way, they are so courageous...

Just in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows on the upper floors of another tower building, two old men are leaning on the railings and watching the night scene outside the window.

"Ha——" Grindelwald narrowed his eyes and exhaled, "Tsk, tsk, times have changed, some people's pitiful guts will actually swell under the impetus of years..."

Dumbledore looked at each other seriously: "Gellert..."

Grindelwald stretched out a hand and interrupted the other person's words: "Albus, let me guess - 'the overall situation is the most important', do you mean to say that?"

Dumbledore fell silent, his lips moved a few times, and he finally sighed.

"Albus~IndoMTL.com~I haven't forgotten what you said to me," Grindelwald laughed wildly, "You told me to quell the war and become a headmaster, and I would start to be bound by the wizarding society-I told you at the time, I wanted to understand this, but for our great goal, I am willing to endure the noise of those little bugs in front of my eyes."

"That moved me very much." Dumbledore said a word.

Grindelwald laughed even more presumptuously: "This makes me very happy-Albus, can I finally say that sentence?"

Dumbledore looked up at him, then looked out of the window, and said slowly: "No...you didn't owe me in the first place, it was just an accident."

Grindelwald slowly floated up, and he flew to Dumbledore's eyes, meeting his eyes.

"I'm so happy, I mean—"

He laughed so loudly that he couldn't straighten up.

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