Chapter 222: Crybaby and Mole
The ball ends at 12 a.m.
As the Christmas holidays began, John's life became boring.
He only has one thing, and that is to heal his injuries.
The aftermath of the Mind Magic Land was even greater than he thought.
For example, right now, he is in tears, sitting there without love.
"This bullshit empathy makes me so sentimental."
Like tear incontinence, John weeps at every turn.
Sometimes the emotions are a little more intense, and tears are streaming down my face.
Xin Hao was on vacation, and he didn't go out to meet people.
Only the people of the Star Society know about this.
Malfoy wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and he was about to suffocate his internal injuries.
Daphne was in a good mood, and her whole body was filled with a sense of happiness.
Finely chopping the fruit into small pieces, she picked up a piece with her bare hands and handed it to John's mouth.
"Woo woo, Daphne, you're so nice to me."
Damn empathy.
John was eager to put this power to waste.
He was moved to hold Daphne and began to cry.
Daphne gently patted John on the back as if she were comforting a child, and the smile on her face was as bright as a flower.
"Alright, good."
Patiently comforted, Daphne's happiness and joy became more flashing.
Malfoy found it amusing, and he snuck over to see if he could stimulate John.
Seeing Malfoy's bad intentions, John punched him like a baby.
Fleur arrives at the Stars Society and sees Malfoy lying motionless on the ground, and John still holding Daphne and crying in the storm.
“…… Shouldn't I come? Fleur was lost in thought, but Cedric came later.
Both of them were shocked by John's current situation.
Trying to collect his feelings, John saw the two coming, and the corners of his eyes were red.
For the first time, Fleur felt that the word 'I see pity' could be used by men.
Fleur admits that she was hurt by the color of alcohol, so from now on, quit drinking!
"I've found the clue."
Trying not to look at poor John, Fleur coughed dryly, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said to Cedric, "Do you want me to tell you the clue?" ”
Cedric smiled helplessly and said, "I know it too." ”
Fleur's proud expression froze.
"Cedric was thinking about whether to remind you, really, he's like this, I'm crying to death."
In fact, John did cry.
"It's a great friendship."
"Hey, don't cry."
Fleur tries to help, but Daphne glares back.
After a moment of scrambling, John calmed down again.
He took a deep breath to adjust his mood, and said calmly, "Sorry, this is the after-effect of using too much magic last time. ”
"It'll be fine in a few days."
"Okay." It was a little difficult to accept that John, who was usually strategizing, had become a crybaby, and the two nodded with difficulty.
Heinrich returned and sat down in silence.
John glanced at him, and Heinrich nodded quietly.
"Fleur, have you thought of a good method?" John crossed his hands on his chin.
Fleur glanced at Cedric with a jealous look and said, "I'm going to use the Bubble Head Charm, but I'm not very skilled in this magic. ”
"Looks like you and Cedric have the same idea." John nodded, "Maybe you should learn how to communicate with underwater creatures." ”
Cedric and Fleur were thoughtful, but this was where they were negligent.
They forget that in this treasure hunt, there are also underwater creatures that act as NPCs.
John's reminder woke them up, and the two left to prepare their means.
After they were gone, John continued to lie unloved.
He's already starting to refine potions, and he needs something akin to a sedative.
Before the second semester arrived, John finally restrained his strong ability to empathize.
Daphne became unhappy, leaving John baffled.
The auditorium flew into the black flock of owls.
One of the owls flew over with the Daily Prophet.
John picked up the newspaper and looked at it, and saw Hagrid's name in the small report.
"Magizoologist, if Hagrid sees the name, he'll wake up laughing."
Smiling, John could see Rita's strong desire to survive through the newspaper.
Presumably after a few strands of hair had been braided, Hagrid was beloved by the school, and was also the savior Harry's favorite professor who liked to pursue thrilling teaching methods.
Hagrid's masterpiece, the Fried Snail, is also introduced, claiming that it is a leap over the milestone in Magizoology.
"It's pompous."
Flip to the next side of the paper, and the column about the Triwizard Tournament is still reporting.
There has been a betting boom in the local wizarding world, with both young wizards and old wizards placing a few Sico or Galleons.
Although the money is not much, everyone wants to see if they can make a windfall.
There are also bets in foreign countries, and this money accumulates a lot, no less than the original World Cup.
John calculated, and if he continued, he could probably make more money than the World Cup.
Krum's stellar performance at the World Cup plus the savior Harry Potter.
This makes the Triwizard Tournament very popular.
Of course, it has to be well run.
The overwhelming propaganda of the Daily Prophet is difficult to even ignore.
Now the order of the favorites has changed, and Krum, who was originally firmly in first place, has become third, and Cedric has moved to second.
Harry, who was originally second, became first.
"If it weren't for Krum's huge fan base, I'm afraid I'd be fourth now."
John shook his head, Fleur just suffered a loss that was not known.
And Cedric was the one who got the highest score, but he was also pressed by Harry in the newspaper.
Anyway, the first project was able to use fire crossbow arrows?
What about the wand in your hand?
I feel like this game is a bit of a cheat.
I don't know if this is a loophole.
John thought as he saw a flash of black owl drop the envelope.
Quietly picking up the envelope, John opened it again in the evening.
There's Conservation Fantasticaology today, and Hagrid grinned the whole time.
Looking at the snails, John suspects that he only sees the exaggerated part, and completely fails to notice Rita's small lash, saying that he is in danger in class.
At the end of the day, John opened the envelope and took a quick look.
Soon his face darkened.
"Attacked, and no one has been caught yet."
He stared at the handwriting on the letter, which had been sent by Silverhand Manor.
Someone tried to attack the manor guards, but was driven away.
The fact that the other party was able to find the Silver Hand Manor shows that it is definitely not simple.
"Is it Voldemort?"
Thinking of this possibility, John was not very sure, if it was Voldemort, then it should not be beaten away.
Barty Jr. is being held in Silverhand Manor, and it is likely that a Death Eater has come to the door.
"I've already cut off his black mark, and I can still find the door, it's not easy."
He somewhat underestimated that it was the Death Eaters who had stirred up the storm.
After Voldemort's fall, most of the Death Eaters were captured in Azkaban.
But most of them are trash fish, similar to the Lestrange family, and those talents are the real elite.
In addition to them, there were also some Death Eaters who fled and waited for Voldemort to return.
"The fact that the Death Eaters were able to find Barty Jr. on the estate means that there may be a mutiny inside."
John's eyes were cold, and the Silver Hand Manor cast a spell, and it was basically impossible to enter it except for the people of the security team.
There was a mutiny within, which made him suddenly alarmed.
He immediately wrote to Don Mi, and John asked him to investigate the matter thoroughly.
If there is a mutiny in the security forces, this is very dangerous.
Naturally, Tang Mi couldn't be asked to investigate directly, so John asked Tang Mi to find a trustworthy person to infiltrate the security team of Silverhand Manor.
The next day, Tang Mi replied.
He promised to check the security team, and he found a person who was the best at disguise to join the security team.
Let John rest assured.
John sends Don Mi a ring that he wears to temporarily close Barty's confinement.
Once removed, it means that Barty Jr. will trigger the imprisonment left by John.
Barty Jr. was secretly transferred to another cell.
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Ludo has been locked up for more than ten days.
During this time, he had no one to speak to, except for one meal that appeared every day.
It drove him crazy.
On this day, he woke up and found that there was one more person.
He was ecstatic, but the man was a little familiar, but he didn't care in the slightest.
A big face leaned in.
Little Barty opened his eyes and saw the big face.
Without any hesitation, he punched him directly.
Ludo was directly stunned, and he was also angry and hit back directly.
The two of you come and go, Ludo can't understand why a person who is missing a hand fights so fiercely.
In the end, he shrank to the side, scared like a little daughter-in-law who had been bullied.
Little Barty's eyes were cloudy, and he couldn't figure out how he could be here.
Meanwhile, Lippi Kerber, who was smoking a cigarette, had mingled with the security guards.
As an old Auror, Lippi's strongest thing is not magic, but his temperament that can be mixed with anyone.
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Some people died, but not completely......