novelslam Chapter 800 Harry, you have to be stunned!
Chapter 800 Harry, you have to be stunned!
Chapter 800 Harry, you have to be stunned!
After seeing off Missandei and the others, William and Hermione walked along the corridor towards the hall of the Ministry of Magic.
There are still many things to do in Austria, so it is naturally impossible for Soros and the others to stay here forever.
After helping to testify, he immediately left with the official door key.
When he came to the lobby, William found that the reporters who had just blocked the two had disappeared.
It seems that they should all be driven away by Fudge.
Unexpectedly, William and Hermione saw Mr. Weasley and Malfoy next to the fountain statue in the hall.
The two were confronting each other again, but because of the surrounding wizards, they barely fought, but the confrontation between lips and tongues became more and more intense.
Malfoy stared at Mr. Weasley, and asked coldly:
"What are you doing here, Arthur?"
"Wherever I like!" said Mr. Weasley gruffly.
"Isn't your office on the second floor?" Malfoy raised his eyebrows, "Your small office can't even hold three people."
"What's none of your business?!" Arthur glared at him. "Your manor is indeed big enough, so it must be able to hide a lot of Death Eaters?"
Malfoy glared at him, and said with a sneer: "Just to remind you, don't fight against Minister Fudge.
Otherwise, you may not even be able to keep your poor-paying job. "
Malfoy looked to a nearby fountain.
At the bottom of the well-known Enchanted Fountain, where many silver Sickles and copper Knuts gleamed, a little stained sign read:
All proceeds from the Magic Brothers Fountain go to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Sickness.
Malfoy pretended to be surprised and said:
"Arthur, you don't mean to steal Nat from the fountain to make ends meet?"
Mr. Weasley's face was flushed red, and just as he was about to reprimand him angrily, a voice sounded from not far away.
"No, Mr. Weasley is donating to St. Mungo's Hospital for Wizardry and Wizardry to treat your master's wounded hand."
"Who?!" Malfoy turned around, but seeing the person clearly, his arrogant expression quickly withered away.
Seeing William and Hermione walking side by side, William continued:
"Malfoy, how's old Tom? The wound on his hand, is it better?"
"How dare you...!"
"How dare you call your master's name directly?" William said with a chuckle, "I almost killed him that night.
how?
you forgot? "
Malfoy took a few steps back, a look of horror on his face.
When he thought of the situation that night in the cemetery, he felt like a dream.
The Dark Lord actually fought back and forth with the young wizard in front of him, and was even injured a little bit.
Is the Dark Lord getting weaker, or is Stark too strong?
"Don't be afraid, I was also avenging you that night." William smiled:
"I saw the soles of Voldemort's feet rubbing against your hair...By the way, your scalp doesn't have athlete's foot, does it?"
Mr. Weasley opened his mouth slightly, looking shocked.
Good guy, you keep your hair so shiny every day, and you still mock others for being bald... It turns out that your hair is a "virgin land" reserved for mysterious people.
It was specially made for him to rub.
An angry look appeared on Malfoy's face, and he didn't know whether it was William's words or because Weasley heard it in person.
He quibbled: "I don't know what you're talking about."
"It's fine if you don't know..." William stared into Malfoy's eyes, and said bluntly, "What are you doing at the Ministry of Magic?"
Malfoy deliberately lowered his head to avoid William's sight, then shook the pocket again, and the gold inside rattled.
"Of course it's some personal matter with Minister Fudge, it has nothing to do with you, Stark!"
Malfoy turned around and left, not giving William a chance to read Legilimency.
Looking at his back, William suddenly opened his mouth and said indifferently:
"That diary... is very important to him, as important as life!"
Malfoy staggered, glanced at William in panic, and ran away in a hurry.
"See?" Hermione asked quietly.
"No, he is very vigilant, probably because he knows that I will use Legilimency." William said.
Voldemort has a new mission, assigned to Malfoy, he will come to Minister Fudge.
But Snape investigated for a long time, but did not get any information.
Malfoy clearly knows Occlumency, and knows better than to avoid eye contact.
But it doesn't matter, Malfoy's little handle is still in William's hands.
That's the diary!
Malfoy must not know what a diary is, otherwise he would be thrown into Hogwarts.
But that didn't stop him from being afraid.
After all, it was a valuable item that Voldemort gave to Malfoy for him to keep safe, and it must be extraordinary to be able to open the Chamber of Secrets.
But now, it was destroyed!
In Malfoy's heart, how can he not be panicked, and even more afraid that one day Lao Fu will suddenly ask:
Where is my diary?
And William is deliberately reminding Malfoy that the diary is very important, and to exacerbate his fear.
Even with William's deliberate reminder, Malfoy may not be unable to investigate that the diary is a Horcrux.
After all, even Regulus could find out, why couldn't Lucius?
What would Malfoy do if he knew that he lost the Dark Lord's Horcrux?
Report this to the Dark Lord?
Of course not, Malfoy cared more about himself, and the lives of his wife and children.
He tried his best to hide it.
Naturally, William would not tell Voldemort about this, but he could use this secret to manipulate Malfoy.
"As the daylight grows darker, the night of watchfulness comes.
With the help of his servants, the ruthless Dark Lord will rise again.
Ruthlessness breeds resentment, and resentment breeds betrayal.
When the three traitors appear, there must be death behind...death behind..."
Two years ago, Professor Trelawney made this prophecy, and William still remembers it.
Judging from the present, the Dark Lord has risen again, and the servant who helps him refers to Wormtail.
But Wormtail was already Tom's man, and he betrayed Voldemort.
Three traitors appeared... Two of them, William thought for a long time, were Wormtail and Professor Snape.
As for who the third one was, he hadn't figured it out yet.
But here comes the problem, such things as predictions are illusory, and sometimes you even need to create them yourself.
During the White Dragon incident in Venice, the god of death entrusted William with a dream, telling him that the Holy Grail was burning at the bottom of the tomb.
But in fact, the Holy Grail has not been waiting there all the time, but William and Hermione "actively" brought the Holy Grail there.
There is a subjective initiative here.
Also, since William doesn't know who the third traitor is, create one himself!
Even if it turns out that the third traitor is not Lucius, he can still blackmail him and gain some benefits.
In controlling people's hearts, William is also a master.
He is an old PUA!
At this moment, Professor Snape appeared, striding over, his black robe fluttering like a big bat.
There was a mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he had never been in such a happy mood.
Mr. Weasley rushed to meet him and asked anxiously, "Professor, how is Harry?"
"He's in the back, you go and ask!" Snape left quickly, as if he wanted to find a place where no one was around, and enjoy the pleasure.
Sure enough, Harry came out, but he had a look of lovelessness on his face, and he looked lost when he walked.
He tripped over the steps of the fountain and fell straight into the water.
What the hell!
Looking at Harry like this, he won't really be sentenced to expulsion, right?
Mr. Weasley rushed over, dragged him out of the water, and asked, "Harry, what's the matter?"
Harry whimpered, "I don't know what to do, the future is dark."
"Have you been fired?" William frowned.
"No, but it's worse!" Harry covered his face:
"I'd rather be expelled from the Ministry of Magic! Snape the beast, he was just in the courtroom... on me... woo."
Harry burst into tears, as if Professor Snape had done something terrible to him.
"Harry, don't do this, you have to froze!" Mr. Weasley comforted.
But Harry just sobbed and couldn't speak at all.
At this time, several jury wizards passed by, and Mr. Weasley quickly grabbed one of the familiar wizards and asked what happened.
The other party quickly described it with joy.
After hearing this, William called him an expert.
Snape defended Harry while socially killing him.
This is the real old PUA master!
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