"Apparitions are not allowed in this place!" Scrimgeour asked. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I know, but he did suddenly disappear from ...... eyes of my eyes"

"Rufus, here's the thing," Fudge said, seeming relieved, "the dark wizards who conjured the markers apparitions or some other way out of the way when they were done, and dropped Harry's wand. They did it so wisely that they didn't use their wands so that they wouldn't reveal themselves. Moments later, the hapless elf stumbled upon the wand and picked it up. ”

Scrimgeour was silent for a moment, as if considering the possibility of what Fudge had said.

"Elf, did you see anyone at the time?" he asked in a cold tone.

Twinkling even more than before, her two-bulb-sized eyes looked at Scrimgeauer, then at Fudge, and finally turned to her master, Mr. Crouch, and took a big breath.

"I don't see anyone, sir, not a single ......"

"You're lying!" Scrimgeour said incredulously, "I have a way for you to tell you everything you know." ”

"Scrimgeour!" Crouch said, stiffly, "I know full well that the normal procedure is for you to take Twilight to the Aurors' office for interrogation, but before I do that, I would like to have permission for me to deal with her first." ”

Scrimgeour didn't answer, and Crouch seemed to take it as a tacit acquiescence as he walked quickly over to Shindle.

"Lord, Lord, Master......" Sparkle stammered as she looked up at Mr. Crouch with tears in her eyes, "Please, please, please, don't ...... it."

Crouch glared at her, his face stiffening.

Every line on it stands out, and there is not the slightest pity in the eyes.

"I was shocked by what Twinkle did tonight. "She didn't follow my orders, she showed up at random at the scene of the accident and picked up a wand that house-elves shouldn't touch." That means, clothes!"

"No, no!" "Sparkle screamed and threw herself at Mr. Crouch's feet, "No, master!

The only way to free a house-elf is to give him decent clothes.

This means liberation for house-elves, but it also means destruction!

Sparkle clutched her tea-towel tightly and fell at Mr. Crouch's feet and wept in such a pitiful way.

"You can't do that, she was terrified!" Hermione said with sudden indignation, glaring at Crouch fiercely, "Your house-elf has a fear of heights, she can't stay in the box forever and die!"

Evan could feel that Hermione's little hand was trembling slightly from the anger.

By this time, everyone already knew that Twinkle couldn't be the one who conjured the Dark Mark mark.

But Crouch doesn't care, he just needs a scapegoat.

Evan looked into the dark ruins, wondering where Twilight had hidden Barty Crouch Jr.?!

The wizard said that he had seen a figure suddenly disappear from his eyes, and it must have been Barty Crouch Jr.

He couldn't have apparitioned, so he must have been hiding under the Cloak of Invisibility.

Evan was no longer aware of Barty Crouch Jr.'s presence, and he seemed to be protected by a magical force.

Because of the battle just now, Evan is now very weak.

In his current condition, he was unable to pinpoint Barty Crouch Jr.'s location, and the magic was ineffective.

However, he had no intention of exposing this matter in the first place.

This is related to his next plan, as for Barty Crouch's fate, he can only ask for more blessings!

Voldemort, who has encountered one defeat after another, will definitely break into his home himself.

Although he didn't care about Crouch, he also warned Evan about it.

With a power over ordinary wizards, those madmen can do anything.

Whether it's Voldemort or a vampire, these evil dark wizards have never had human life in mind.

Scenes like tonight's one could happen at any time in the future.

As if he hadn't heard Hermione, Mr. Crouch took a step back, free from the elf's entanglement.

He looked down at Shimmer, as if she were some filthy rot thing that was staining his polished shoes.

"I don't need house-elves who disobey orders," he said coldly, turning his head to Hermione, "I don't need a servant who forgets to uphold his master's reputation. ”

Twinkle cried heartbreakingly, her cries echoing through the ruins, and there was another awkward silence.

Mr. Crouch tried to shake her off, but Sparkle clinged to his lap.

"If you can, please give him back Harry's wand!" Sirius frowned, "these children have been through so much tonight that they must go back to rest, and we have no energy or obligation to stay here and watch this farce continue." ”

Scrimgeour hesitated, then walked over and handed Harry his wand, his gaze falling on Aven.

"Your name is Evan Mason, right?!" he asked, "I want to talk to you!"

Evan was about to agree, but Sirius stopped him directly.

"I don't think Evan has anything to say to you, everyone has seen what happened tonight!" he said unceremoniously, "In my opinion, it was Evan who saved everyone, he is a hero!"

"That's true, but it's obviously not normal for this kid to have such a powerful magical power!" Scrimgeour said stiffly.

"You know, there are people who are born to be geniuses!" Sirius replied softly, "don't judge anyone else by your standards. What's more, no matter how powerful Evan is, this matter has nothing to do with the Aurors. ”

Scrimgeour stood in place with an embarrassed face, staring at Sirius.

"Let's go, boys!" Mr. Weasley whispered hurriedly, quietly pulling Sirius by the hand.

As everyone knows, Scrimgeour is a man of the most ruthless.

He has been an Auror since he joined the work, dedicating much of his life to dealing with dark wizards.

The professional habits he has developed for a long time make him not let go of any suspicions, and he will not care who the other party is.

It's not as powerful as Crouch, but it's best not to be provoked easily.

Aven's performance tonight was so eye-catching, he needed to keep a low profile now.

What happened tonight, especially the appearance of the Dark Mark at the end, is clearly not right, so don't get involved.

Everyone turned to leave, except for Hermione, who seemed reluctant to move, her gaze still falling on the crying elf.

"Hermione!" said Mr. Weasley, his tone more urgent.

After a few seconds, Hermione turned around and followed Evan and the others out of the ruins and towards the outside of the stadium. (To be continued.) )