Arms Dealers From Hogwarts

"The Arms Dealer from Hogwarts ()"

popping...

With a crisp explosion, a large number of wizards rushed here, and when they saw Jemini and a few others, they pulled out their wands one after another.

When they could see Jemini's face clearly, they quickly put away their wands and brought back a reserved smile on their faces.

"Oh...Jemini!" Mr. Weasley followed the crowd. "Are you all right, kid?"

"Of course it's fine." Jemini chuckled. "I hope the party isn't over, is it? Mr. Weasley."

"Uh... well." Mr. Weasley looked at him embarrassedly: "Although the influence did not expand too much, I still let the children leave first."

"Oh hell..." Jemini rolled his eyes.

"Why are you here? Mr. Fox. I think there should have been a parade here just now..." Barty Crouch asked in a low voice, his eyes falling behind Jemini. On large corpses.

The sky was dark, and he hadn't seen it clearly just now. When he noticed it, he smelled the bloody smell that went straight to his nostrils, and the corpses everywhere.

"Merlin's beard...you made this all?" A wizard with short brown stubble looked at the corpses in astonishment, and a young wizard next to him couldn't help retching.

"Yes, what's the problem?" Jemini raised an eyebrow.

Barty Crouch's face twitched a few times, and then he shook his head in an incomprehensible manner: "Dealing with the Death Eaters... of course there is no problem, but... you killed them all?"

"They attacked me first, Mr. Crouch. If I don't kill them, will it be possible to keep them?" Jemini looked at him amusingly.

"That's right... that's right..." Crouch looked a little stunned.

Suddenly, a green ray of light flew into the sky from the other end of the camp, and turned into a huge skeleton in the sky. A large python emerged from the skeleton's mouth, like a flexible tongue. Soaring high, it glowed brightly in a cloud of green smoke.

"Damn it! It's the Dark Mark!" A wizard covered his mouth in horror.

Barty Crouch's face looked very ugly, and his complexion looked paler.

"It seems that there are some situations over there?"

"That's where the kids left..." Mr. Weasley said, and hurriedly Apparate away.

Jemini raised his eyebrows, and the figure disappeared.

No one bothered about Jemick's use of magic during the holiday, except for a few wizards who had left the aftermath, everyone else followed the Apparition.

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Twenty or thirty figures descended from the sky and landed on the clearing. Then they pulled out their wands and pointed at the figures on the clearing.

"Passed out!" More than twenty voices roared at the same time.

"Hurry away!" The figures quickly dodged.

Jemini saw the figures clearly, swung the dagger, and a transparent shield enveloped the people, blocking the stun spell issued by the crowd. The spell shot on the shield and made a clanging sound. .

"Stop! Stop! That's my son!" Mr. Weasley looked horrified, and strode in the direction of those people.

There were a total of eight people in the arena, Sirius and Lupin with Harry Ron, and Charlotte, with Shirley, Adria and Hermione behind her.

"Get out of the way, Arthur." Crouch's voice was cold and emotionless. He looked at Harry's group of people: "Who did you guys do? Who of you got the Dark Mark?"

"We didn't!" said Harry, pointing to the Dark Mark. "That's what happened just now."

"We didn't do anything!" Ron looked at the group of people angrily: "Why are you attacking us?"

"Don't lie, sir!" Crouch, still pointing his wand at the group, looked a little crazy, his eyes popping out: "You were found at the crime scene.

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"Are you suspecting Harry? Harry Potter conjured the Dark Mark? How dare you—" Sirius growled and shook his fist at Crouch.

"Not only Harry Potter, but also a Wizengamore member present." Charlotte shielded Shirley and the three of them behind her and looked at Crouch coldly.

"If it's a crime scene..." Jemini's cold voice suddenly sounded behind Crouch: "When I met those Death Eaters before, many of you were there..."

Crouch turned his head quickly, and Jeminiy threw his favorite big mouth in the face. He turned 360 degrees and flew up, kneeling softly on the ground.

"Then Mr. Crouch, I have reason to suspect that you have stalked the Death Eaters to achieve some ulterior secrecy..."

Jemini glanced coldly at Crouch's face. Crouch's face was sweaty, and his eyes looked very frightened. The wizards around seemed to want to say something, but they wisely shut their mouths.

Barty Crouch's popularity is not good. Most of my colleagues think this guy is too inhumane. He even resolutely sent his own son to Azkaban. Under normal circumstances, no one wants to With close contact with him, naturally no one will help him to intercede.

"Calm down, calm down, Jemini." In the end, Mr. Weasley helped Crouch out of the siege: "Crouch is just too nervous, he has been very busy recently, he has not rested well, and his nerves are just too tight. ."

"It seems... it's not just like that, didn't you realize that this guy's reaction is too violent?" Jemini snorted, his eyes swept across the surrounding woods, and then he waved his dagger, and suddenly in the jungle There was a noise, and a petite figure floated and flew over.

"It's Twinkle!" Harry looked at the petite figure in surprise and couldn't help being surprised.

Barty Crouch's face looked very ugly. He knelt on the spot motionless, as if frozen, and his pale face was about to breathe fire.

"This—impossible—impossible—" He quickly got up and walked towards where Winky was found.

"It's a little embarrassing..." The stubble wizard before looked down at Winky and said sternly, "Barty Crouch's house elf... I mean..."

"Stop talking nonsense, Amos," whispered Mr. Weasley. "Do you really think the elf did it? The Dark Mark is a wizarding symbol and requires a wand."

"Yeah, she's holding a wand." Jemini said lightly.

"What?" Mr. Weasley looked surprised.

"Here, you see." The wizard named Amos held up a wand and handed it to Mr. Weasley: "What she is holding in her hand violates the third paragraph of the "Guidelines for the Use of Wands" in the first place. : No non-human creature may carry or use a wand."

While speaking, officials from the Ministry of Magic Apparated to the scene one after another, and Barty Crouch returned empty-handed, his face was terrifyingly white, his hands and toothbrush-shaped moustache were twitching.