The Harry Potter Show Teaser

Chapter 245 Daily life before action

"Little brat, you're recovering well. When are we going to act?" Fenrir Greyback licked the blood from the wound on his arm, looking gloomyly at Wes, who was resting on his feet.

"I don't know. In fact, if I could decide, I would definitely act during the days of the OWLs exam. During those days, the professors are busy, and most of the people's attention is on the two exams." Weiss waved Sword, throwing off the blood beads, raised his head and gestured to Voldemort's room.

"Tch, a boring answer." Fenrir Greyback spat, "Even if it's the OWLs exam, it will take a long time!"

"Come on, even if the plan starts, you can't kill people." Weiss spread his hands and said, "Use your brain and complete your task properly!"

"Little devil, why are there so many people in the Ministry of Magic? You know, I'm thirsty for killing! Thirst for blood!" Fenrir Greyback roared irritably, "There's only one Harry Potter!"

"That's right, but I can't be sure whether he will be accompanied by a few classmates or professors who are as hot-headed as him, and every time I arrange the plan, you will interfere with various situations , I just want to be in case." Weiss shook his head calmly and sighed: "I don't expect much from you, as long as one of you does not have any problems and completes the task: bring back the prophecy ball, that will be fine."

"Brat," Fenrir Greyback grinned sarcastically, "Do you need me to abduct your female companions? Please, I'll bring them back 'whole' and I won't bite Take a bite! For you, I went to see their photos. The black-haired ones are okay, but they are too thin. As for the brown-haired ones, I have to say that your vision is really not good. However, you hope that I Whoever I bring back, I can only bear to take one less bite!"

"It's up to you, but I still say that, and the consequences are at your own risk." Weiss shrugged and said casually: "If the most important prophecy ball is not obtained, I can already foresee the miserable appearance of your group."

"Also, do you think they are your lambs? They are qualified wizards, be careful that their counterattack will make you dizzy." Weiss raised his chin and showed a contemptuous smile: "The great werewolf Leader, don't underestimate the lady, or you will suffer a lot."

"Damn brat!" Fenrir Greyback snarled and rushed forward again, his sharp nails piercing the air and making a creepy sound.

……

When Weiss finished training, most of the Death Eaters were still asleep, and there were only two people in the dining room, sitting face to face, discussing something in a low voice while eating food. They quieted down and gestured to each other with their eyes.

"Excuse me, dear Mr. Kabrev, what are your thoughts on not being able to take the OWLs exam that will be held in a few months?" Bellatrix raised her eyebrows as soon as Weiss sat on top of the two of them. Asked Weiss gloatingly.

"This is a very regrettable thing, but it may be a good thing for those old-fashioned invigilators. After all, I am going to use powerful and destructive magic in the exam." Weiss glanced behind With an exaggerated expression, Latrix shrugged and responded: "Or use the Imperius Curse, so that I can get an 'O' in every test."

"It's really a pity that I didn't see this scene, hahaha..." Bellatrix said solemnly at first, and then laughed wildly: "When we were in school, we never Didn't care about grades! Did you? Rodolphus?"

"When we were in school, we had already decided to join the Lord Dark Lord." Rodolphus also opened his mouth and laughed.

"That's right! Looking back, what a glorious time it was when I followed my master!" Bellatrix narrowed her eyes, and her smile became brighter and brighter.

"By the way, when you came back a few days ago, you told me that a giant was lost. What does that mean? Giants are not cats or dogs." Weiss picked up the knife and fork, thought for a while and put them down again, and said loudly The memory of the two smiling brightly in front of them was interrupted.

"That damned little giant!" Upon hearing this, Bellatrix cursed immediately, and at the same time carefully glanced at the steps on the second floor, lowering her voice: "Little devil, you haven't told the great Master?"

"I forgot, your master doesn't know yet, but what's going on? If the old man personally robs you, then you have to tell." Weiss also turned his head to look at Voldemort's room on the top floor, shaking his head and lowering his head. said the voice.

"No, no!" Bellatrix shook her head immediately, but she hesitated and kept signaling her husband with her eyes.

"Let me tell the story." Rodolphs smiled bitterly, and then said in a low voice: "When we led all the giants out of that valley, the giant dwarf was still there. You know, it was a group of giants. We have to He went out at night, walked the country lanes, and crossed the mountains. But when we were about to rest on the tenth day of our march towards England, we found that he had disappeared, and we checked the surroundings and found no magic fluctuations. We only thought it was him Ran."

"Didn't you look for it along the way?"

"Of course I did. I... Nott went there alone to look for it, and it took a day, but there was still no trace." Rodolphs said immediately.

"Wait, I remember telling you that the arrangement was for Nott and McNeil to follow the two half-blood giants? How did he come back?" Weiss raised his hand and interrupted Rodolphs.

"He said that McNeil alone is enough," Rodolphs said with pouted lips, "I think he did it for credit! Kabrev...sir, look at this...can you count the previous masters? The 'Number of Giants' is underreported by a few..."

"I have handed over the statistics of the giants to your master." Weiss shook his head, looked at the two people whose faces suddenly became a little ugly, pursed their lips as if they were talking to themselves: "I remember that the giants often They kill each other, so it's very normal for them to kill one or two by accident... Anyway, you don't have to worry about me, I won't do that kind of report behind people's backs..."

"Little devil! What you said is awesome!" Bellatrix patted the table with joy and praised.

"However, at the root of this matter, it can be said that Mr. Nott left his mission and ran back, or that Mr. McNeil did not stop Nott. It is really difficult to make a choice..." Weiss looked at Luo. Doves, stretched out two fingers and said.

"...Mr. Kabrev is right! McNeil is alright, that Nott is simply outrageous! Well, Mr. Kabrev, today's absinthe is very fragrant, come and taste it!" There was a glint of sternness in Rodolphus' eyes, and then he put on a smiling face, picked up the pre-dinner wine on the side and poured a full glass for Weiss.

"Also we have another question, Mr. Kabrev, you said in the meeting: 'Threatening Harry Potter with his companion's life', so whose safety do you think the boy is particularly concerned about?" Rodolphus He smiled flatteringly and said, "You know, we desperately need a credit right now..."

"Although I should just say: 'Red-haired Weasley', but you should have seen the information collected from Ms. Narcissa, then, 'Ronald Billyers Weasley' and ' Hermione Jane Granger, "Two little wizards, you have a better chance of getting the prophecy ball from Harry Potter by catching them." Weiss glanced at Bellatrix optimistically. After seeing the playful expression, he spread his hands and looked indifferent.

"Kablev, I have to say, you will hurt girls like this." Bellatrix put her hands on her chest and made a distressed look, but the weird smile on her face couldn't stop live.

"Thank you, Mr. Kabrev, the red-haired Weasley..." Rodolphs nodded to Wes: "We will definitely catch him first!"

"...I have to say, you are thinking too well, what if Harry Potter is the only one who goes to the Ministry of Magic? At that time, whoever catches Harry Potter first will have the most credit, so the first The first target should be Harry Potter, right?" Weiss slapped his eyes, shook his head and said: "If he is not alone, then he should be caught by his companions to force him."

"So, Kabrev kid, why did you arrange so many people in the Ministry of Magic! I can control those little dolls by myself!" Bellatrix frowned and stared at Weiss, clutching The silver fork was pinched by her and deformed.

"I..." Weiss was about to explain again, then suddenly stopped, pointed to the top floor and said: "I didn't arrange it, this is your master's arrangement, if you are unhappy or dissatisfied, you can go to he."

"Is it the master? Then there is no problem at all! Not at all!" Bellatrix said quickly, her eyes looked at the top floor with an expression of admiration, as if they could shine and penetrate the ceiling generally.

...Hogwarts...

"Hermione, are you going to see Glop in the Forbidden Forest?" Hermione was spotted by Harry as soon as she came out of her dormitory. He was talking to Ron about what happened to him and Hermione in the Forbidden Forest yesterday: Greg brought back his half-brother, who was a giant, 16 feet tall.

"No, you saw it too, he hates me." Hermione said with a strange expression: "Stay away from me, as soon as I get close, he starts throwing things at us."

"I personally think that kind of emotion is called 'fear'." Harry said with a strange face: "It's not like you didn't see his expression."

"But, it doesn't make sense, I just met him!" Hermione shook her head quickly, with a puzzled look on her face: "I didn't hurt him?"

"You don't have to think about it, it must be the fault of what Weiss left in your body." Ron waved his hand, with an expression of 'are you stupid?', and then his eyes swept over Hermione, looking up and down Looking at her: "According to Hagrid's words, 'Weese almost killed about [-]% of the giants that night', of course he would be afraid of his smell..."

"Ron Weasley!" Before Ron could finish speaking, Hermione quickly took out a thick book with a blushing face, smashed it hard, and left the common room quickly without looking back. .

"What did I say wrong?" Ron covered his forehead and looked at Harry suspiciously.

"...Actually speaking, no." Harry blushed a little, but he patted Ron and sighed: "Although I think so too, but, Ron, don't you think this sentence is a bit question……"

"What's the problem?" Ron covered his forehead with a look of confusion.

　The second grade picks up black books, the third grade picks up mice, and the fifth grade picks up Weiss. .I need to think about what Luna can pick up in sixth and seventh grade. .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)