The Rise of Malfoy at Hogwarts - Vol 4 Chapter 155
Old Batty is fighting against the Imperius Curse every day. Fortunately, Voldemort’s current state requires him to cultivate regularly, and he can’t stare at him all the time. Instead, he delegates the responsibility of staring at him to Dwarf Star. Peter.
Peter Pettigrew didn’t know what medicine he had taken wrong, and he often froze there. It was tens of thousands of times lower than Voldemort, who had concealed himself from Peter Pettigrew. After spending a lot of time, he finally managed to get rid of the Imperius Curse. He dared not use magic to prevent Voldemort’s weird means from tracking his whereabouts. He could only rely on willpower and walking to reach Hogwarts day and night. , He can no longer care about the consequences of this action that may ruin himself-
If Voldemort was really resurrected and returned because of him, then he would really be a sinner through the ages. He decided to find Dumbledore and confess everything.
This is why he appeared at Hogwarts.
The problem is that Barty, who pretends to be Mad-Eye Moody, obtained a map of survival from Harry, and learned about the escape of Old Batty in a letter from Peter Pettigrew. He always used the map to stand by and wait for it, and finally it was true. He waited until the old Batty fell into the trap. If Xie Lin was not strong enough, I am afraid that the old Batty would have turned into a pile of bones at this time.
After he recovered his memory, he shook his head vigorously, and he felt that there was something unclear in his mind. This gave him a sense of disharmony with reality, and his entire head was a little swollen and painful.
After a long while, his eyes returned to the clearness of the past, and there was a hint of coldness.
At that moment, he had already seen the scene of his insanity—
His son, the son who has the same honor as his own name, the son who has obtained 12 OWL certificates and is highly hoped by him, the son he rescued at the risk of ruin, the wife he really loves uses one The son whose life was exchanged—
He really wanted to kill himself, and he didn’t hesitate!
He clenched his fist fiercely, a fierce light loomed in his eyes, and said in his heart, since you no longer have a father-son relationship with me, then don’t blame me for being cruel and righteous.
What a shrewd and decisive figure he was. After cutting off the burden of family relationships, he experienced another escape. It seemed that the ambition that had been exhausted more than ten years ago was rekindled in his heart.
To be honest, before this twists and turns, he had planned to sacrifice his reputation and position to tell Dumbledore the truth. But now, he has another choice!
He knew very well that he was able to survive the catastrophe this time, not really because of God’s favor, but the student surnamed Malfoy, who is regarded as the star of hope in the magical world, the next character of Dumbledore!
He is capable of repelling the enemy in such an absolutely unfavorable situation, and also saved his own drag. Obviously, his strength will never be as simple as an exceptionally good student.
Old Barty had a hunch in his heart that the young Malfoy, who was so good that he could be called terrifying, was not inferior to the elite Aurors in the Ministry of Magic. Even if someone told him that Schelling could play a few tricks with the Grand Magister, he didn’t think there was any exaggeration.
Now that I have decided to get rid of my son—
Then, it is unnecessary to sacrifice one’s power, reputation, and status. As long as Barty Jr is dead, no one knows what he has done, except for the little Mr. Malfoy. Mr. Malfoy Jr. obviously won’t be a problem. From his constant contacts with the Ministry of Magic in the past, it can be known that he is an ambitious person—
Then, he must understand the importance of talents and subordinates.
How can I say that I am the head of one of the 28 pure-blooded families. In the Ministry of Magic, he has the power of the head of the International Cooperation Department. In the past, he was a candidate for the Minister of Magic in the Ministry of Magic. There are countless disciples and disciples. . He didn’t believe that Schelling would fail to see his own value.
As for the killing of Batty, you don’t have to worry about it, as long as you ask Xie Lin to deal with it on your behalf, this is the only condition for him to surrender. If he can’t even do this, it means that Xie Lin does not yet have the means and ability to make him bow his head. As for falling into the hands of others, it is not a problem. Old Batty, who is familiar with politics and popular feelings, knows very well that only when Schelling has mastered his most deadly secret can he gain his highest trust.
Various thoughts flashed through his mind for an instant, and finally turned into a picture of Mrs. Crouch looking at him with tears and eagerness, slowly lingering in his mind. He closed his eyes, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly. After a long time, he seemed to have made up his mind, and his closed lips trembled and let out a long sigh.
“My dear, I’m really sorry. After you left, this home became a home where I was alone. In fact, it has long existed in name only. I was just lying to myself, thinking that I could find you on that bastard. It’s nothing more than family affection, but that kid is hopeless…”
Old Batty suddenly opened his eyes, and his bloodshot eyes were filled with determination, “Since there is no love and affection, let’s make up for it with career!”
At the same time, in the rest room of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Barty Jr. changed into a crazy moody look again, and suddenly woke up while sitting on a wooden chair. He knocked on his head, only to feel his whole head groggy and a splitting headache.
He only remembered that he had been stalking the map with the live map all this time, waiting for the appearance of the old man. UU reading www.uukanshu.com finally found his whereabouts on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, but he was so immortal that Harry Potter, whom the master valued, and the difficult Malfoy were chatting nearby.
Fortunately, I had a flash of inspiration and used magic to cause some movement to lead the two away. Then before the others appeared, he successfully killed the old man with a killing curse, and then turned the corpse into an animal bone and buried it in the sea. In the mud near the hut. Hagrid’s mud was used to grow some of the ingredients for Hogwarts. He often threw animal bones into the mud as organic fertilizer, so the bones found there would not attract anyone’s attention.
He twisted his aching neck, then looked at the scar on his body that had just been painted with fresh white ointment, and couldn’t help cursing: “The useless little dwarf Peter actually doesn’t look good at him. I almost missed the master’s event. Fortunately, there is Potter’s map…”
He rubbed his temples, his headache seemed to be relieved a little bit, and he cursed again: “As expected of an old man, without a magic wand in his hand, his spirit is already weak to this point, and he can fight back against me…”
Immediately, he grinned, “However, fortunately, I solved all the problems perfectly…without delaying the master’s major events…”