Chapter 16: Father, I'm here to see you for the last time!
The night was dark and the rain was pouring down.
Like a ghost, a black figure climbed ashore from the canal.
She had only taken a few steps in St. Mark's Square when five Aurors, who were secretly guarding, appeared in apparitions.
They all raised their wands.
The woman was not afraid, brushed the water from her hair, and said loudly, "Tell Oberon Martel...... Let's just say the Goblet of Fire, I brought it! β
The Aurors looked at each other, and the five of them muttered a few words to each other, but they didn't want to leave.
In the end, he had to go to rock-paper-scissors, and after seven rounds, he decided the unlucky one, and asked him to inform the secretary-general, Mr. Martell.
The other four continued to stay behind to "monitor" the witch, by the way...... Admire the long legs that defy the sky.
Unfortunately, if you don't wear leather pants, you can wear shorts or skirts instead.
But really, the witch in front of me is really tall. It's a full 1.85 meters. really responded to that sentence, and there were legs all under the neck.
Less than five minutes later, Secretary General Martell walked briskly, his pupils narrowing as he looked at the witch.
"Let's all leave." He commanded.
"But ......"
"Don't worry about me, kid." Martell looked at the five Aurors, "I'm not old enough to need protection. β
But......
They don't want to leave, they just want to look at the legs!
After the Aurors reluctantly left, St. Mark's Square fell silent again.
Neither spoke.
The atmosphere is solemn, only the sound of the river is heard.
After a moment, Martell took the initiative to say, "Long time no see, Trenier. β
"Yes, father!" Tryne smiled coldly.
"Where's the stuff?"
"Huh? So eager? "Tremier walked around the square twice.
"I thought it was ...... You're going to talk to me about the relationship between father and daughter. β
"Return the Goblet of Fire you stole, and I'll talk to you...... Otherwise, you'll have to let the Aurors talk to you. Martell lowered his voice.
"Steal?" Terenee leaned back, tilted her head, and for the first time tonight looked squarely at her titular father, and sneered:
"It's just the two of us here, and you still have to maintain that hypocrisy."
"You stole the Goblet of Fire, but I just happened to be there and walked away from your office."
Martell's eyes were dark, and he said calmly, "I took the Goblet of Fire to stop a monster.
The monster appeared seven hundred years ago and it flooded Sardinia. I just want to save Venice. β
"So, you're a good guy?" Teraine seemed to hear something funny and burst out laughing.
"To stop it...... You're going to wake it up first? Treenne scoffed.
"This logic is also invincible. But that's your usual method, isn't it? β
Martell's gaze looked over Trenie's shoulder, silent, and after a long pause, he gradually said indifferently:
"How much do you know?"
"I know...... All. A smile curled into Treenne's lips.
She didn't know everything, and she never understood the most critical question:
His father, who is obviously dying of old age, why should he make a drama about flooding Venice.
He became the savior of Italy and a hero to all wizards.
But at this age, what kind of storm can it set off?
Got a record for the oldest Minister of Magic and the shortest-serving minister?
But last night, the conversation between William, Hermione, and Bassat made her understand everything thoroughly.
That near-prophetic thing made her instantly understand Martell's true purpose.
He was going to find Santa Rucia's bones, prolong his life, and then do that...... Dragon Slayer.
With this prestige bonus, the Italian Ministry of Magic is in his pocket.
"Why did you betray me, Trenie?!" Martell spoke with anger in his tone.
"I've cultivated you for so many years, but it's not to turn you against me."
"Betrayal? I can't talk about it. Tremier shook her head, "I just don't want you to continue to be wrong, and I don't want the whole Venice to bury you." β
"No, just give me the Goblet of Fire." Martell said firmly, "Venice will not be destroyed, I am the real dragon slayer." β
"Of course." Tranee nodded, "I'm here to give you back the Goblet of Fire, but...... I have one condition. β
"You say, as long as I can do it, I can say yes."
"Inform the Aurors to revoke the warrants for William and Hermione. Declare them innocent.
Aren't you blaming them both to find the scapegoat who stole the Goblet of Fire?
I am! β
Martell raised his right hand, straightened the frost-white sideburns on both sides, and laughed in a low voice, "It seems...... Do you like both of them a lot? β
He leaned back slightly, as if he was in control again. He said lazily: "Of course I can agree, tomorrow morning's newspaper will be able to clarify."
But...... What about the Goblet of Fire? β
"I'll take you to find it." Tremey said.
"Why should I trust you?"
"You can only trust me, I hid the Goblet of Fire in a place you would never have imagined." Tranee said seriously.
"Don't even think about catching me and using the truth potion."
She raised her arms and pulled back her sleeves, with a peculiar scar on her wrist.
"I made an unbreakable oath with someone else, swearing that I would not tell anyone the location of the Goblet of Fire.
So I can only look for it, and you follow me. β
Martell thought for a moment and nodded, "Yes." β
But he silently said in his heart: "I can revoke the wanted warrant, but the two of them must die." β
After all, who knows how much truth Stark and Granger know?
Only the dead can keep secrets.
Including TreenΓ©e.
Treny didn't know what Martell was thinking, and she turned her head to look in a certain direction.
Since she came, she had no intention of returning alive.
It's a pity that ticket to the World Cup Quidditch.
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Early in the morning, William opened the window of his room and found that the water had flooded the garden and was about to overflow the steps.
It's really like watching the sea from the house.
Bathata bought this sea view house worth it.
"Hermione, it's getting heavier and heavier outside, and I guess a lot of fish are going to drown." William joked.
"And is the gondola we put in the yard still there?" Hermione trotted over and poked her head out from behind William.
"It's still there, but it's already floating."
"Perhaps...... We should buy a house in Venice. He said thoughtfully.
In his previous life, he couldn't afford to buy a house, so William developed a bad problem: he wanted to buy a house when he went to a city.
Hermione gave the boy a blank look.
"It's not a sea view room, it's a sea room. If I had to buy it, I would prefer Florence. β
William shrugged and did not object.
"Let's go, it's going to be busy today." Hermione put away the papers under the bed, all in the safety sheet.
I slept late yesterday, and I didn't have time to tidy up these things, so I threw them on the ground.
As the two walked out of the room, Hermione knocked on Treennie's door.
"Treeny, are you up? We'll be gone in a moment. β
But no one answered.
William's brow furrowed, and he warily pulled out his wand and tapped the door lock.
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"So, did Trenee leave like that?"
Sitting on the bow of that gondola, looking at Treeny's letter, Hermione was a little frustrated.
The two of them came to Italy, and they met such a friend.
"So what can be done?" William was also a little reluctant.
"Tranee said in the letter that her father is dying, and we can't stop her from going back to see her one last time."
Hermione put away the letter, rubbed her cheek and said, "She should be sad." β
William didn't think so, and when Tryne mentioned her dying father last night, she was less sad and more indifferent.
in a word
Hope her father is okay!
William opened the lid of the cockpit and found the button to start the engine.
The good news is that Terrenee is not here today, so this gondola, he doesn't play how he wants, he just plays?
William wanted to drive yesterday, but Terrenee wouldn't let him drive.
It's good now.
He can race on the sea to his heart's content.
"Sit tight Hermione, we're going to drive!"
William was a little excited, and with one foot on the accelerator, the gondola soared out.
On the canal, leave a beautiful ripple.
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