The Sons of Grindelwald at Hogwarts

Olynworth suddenly felt like laughing. After all, a person from the Death Eater camp was sitting under his nose, and he was still a little speechless about such a thing.

This idiot also looked smug and cautious, as if he was afraid that others would find out, but this person probably didn't know, he had already been discovered by him.

This is so speechless...

Orlynworth looked expressionlessly at Crouch who was furtively wiping off the mark on his hand.

It is estimated that Voldemort did not expect his plan to be seen through...

Not to mention seeing through, they were even led by the nose.

Well, it's leading the robe, and that thing doesn't have a nose.

Orlynworth sneered with some disdain, then adjusted his robe quietly, and followed.

If he remembers correctly, Little Barty... This fool has obviously locked Mr. Crouch in a strange box... That box is obviously cast with a traceless stretching spell.

If he guessed correctly, Barty Crouch Jr. should be going to his room right now, and then enter the box to kill Mr. Crouch.

Although he doesn't like Mr. Crouch very much, but...

He felt that such a weirdo who both hated the Order of the Phoenix and opposed Voldemort, and was still working in the Ministry of Magic, was very rare...

At least, except for one thing, this is a very honest official...

Besides, he didn't want Hogwarts to cause death. Although he would not believe the joke that Hogwarts was the safest place, it was undeniable that he still hoped that Hogwarts would be fine. Nothing particularly major.

He was going to save Mr. Crouch the moment Barty Jr. cast Avada, and he wanted to make Barty Jr. also be confused.

There's still a lot of work to do tonight.

Maybe somewhere in the corner, Dumbledore was still watching the young Death Eater and his...

Although he cast the Disillusionment Curse on himself, he felt that Dumbledore would still guess that he was following Barty Jr. This is beyond doubt. Dumbledore knew a lot of people and could guess a lot of people thoughts.

He looked at Little Barty who was walking in front of him. At this moment, this young Death Eater was still wearing his father's face, which looked quite strange...

emm...

Orlynworth fell into deep thought, and followed Little Buddy all the way to Mr. Crouch's bedroom... Well, it should be considered half Little Buddy's bedroom now.

He touched his chin, then looked thoughtfully at the strange box in the corner of the room.

That box probably has more than a dozen layers... This is his experience in buying illegal non-marking stretch boxes over the years.

There are probably about forty or so of such bad boxes for Baby Barty in his bedroom.

In fact, half of the small boxes of this type were thrown into a large non-marking stretch box that he usually used.

He suddenly wanted to buy that box, his favorite thing is to collect such small boxes!

But obviously if he did this, neither Barty Jr. nor a bald man without a nose would agree.

Well, once such an idea appears, I can only think about it.

Sure enough, under his gaze, Little Barty opened the box and jumped down.