v5 Chapter 83： God bless Stark!

Blackmailing Malfoy was nothing.

Although William has no evidence, it is basically certain that he participated in the march.

It's impossible to get into Azkaban.

He was able to get away with the liquidation of the Death Eaters back then, but now there is no iron proof that Fudge would not let his golden pig in.

In this case, it is better for William to cut some meat hard.

That way at least feel more comfortable.

The Malfoys certainly have no shortage of good things, and Gallen has no shortage of William, the icing on the cake.

But goblin-made items and out-of-print magic books...all come.

Some things can't be bought with money. To put it bluntly, it is family heritage.

William has already begun to accumulate information for the Stark family.

One mouth is needed, and one is really willing to give.

It seemed that William still underestimated Draco's place in his old father's heart.

Lucius tried his best to ensure the safety of his son.

After all, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't have a second child, so Draco was the only child in the family.

Can't stop.

When William found Neville, the latter was looking into the distance from the window. When he sat down on the sofa, Neville regained his senses, pulled his face, and smiled apologetically.

But laughing is uglier than crying, and the fat face is crowded into a ball.

William asked softly, "Why are you hiding here alone? Feeling uncomfortable?"

Neville hesitated, shook his head and nodded.

He lowered his head and asked in a low voice, "Will those Death Eaters be released?"

"No." William shook his head and said, "We will find the location of those hostages and stop them, so no."

Neville obviously eased his breath, and said with a heavy face:

"Actually, I really want them to be released... Bellatrix, Rodolphus, Rabastan...

Do you believe it, William? Sooner or later I will kill these people! "

William stared at the seemingly cowardly, but extremely Gryffindor boy in front of him, and said slowly:

"Of course I believe it. If you want to do it one day, let me know. I'll be happy to watch the wind for you."

Neville nodded vigorously.

At this moment, Hermione appeared at the door, she relieved and said hurriedly, "William, found them."

William stood up, patted Neville on the shoulder, and walked outside.

When William and Hermione were gone for a long time, Neville kept staring at the direction where they disappeared.

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Walking into the room and sitting on a chair, William carefully scrutinized the camp map.

Before, in order to find Astoria, William released the tracking spell and made a map of the entire camp.

At this time, I didn't expect it to come in handy again...and it's very useful.

During this time, Hermione, Fleur, Terenei, Qiu... they have been looking for the names on the map.

The number of missing wizards is unknown, but at least a few names are known.

Fleur pointed to a certain location, and William glanced over.

Somewhere in the gymnasium box, dozens of people were crowded.

William quickly saw familiar people among the overlapping names:

Harry, Ron, Malfoy...even...Barty Crouch.

Has Crouch been caught too?

Speaking of which, Crouch did miss the final tonight.

But now that the location is found, it's easy to handle.

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It was pitch black all around,

Sitting on the steps of the stadium, Barty Crouch Jr looked up at the sky with a smug smile on his lips.

Not long ago, there was a green glow there, but now it's gone.

Three black devil marks appeared in the sky, which little Barty did not expect.

It seems that he is not the only one who wants to do something big.

interesting,

Interesting.

Barty Crouch Jr. has never been happier.

That fire was really timely.

Otherwise, he doesn't know how many years it will take to seize the opportunity to break free from the Imperius Curse and leave his father's captivity.

The escaped little Barty has only one thought...to find the master.

Before you find it, of course you need help.

Those who went into Azkaban with him back then were undoubtedly the most loyal servants of the master.

The first step is to save these people.

It's completely impossible to break into Azkaban alone, and he doesn't have that ability.

The Ministry of Magic must be coerced into releasing the people themselves.

So, he thought of such a hostage plan.

Using the Invisibility Cloak and Malfoy's wand to carry out a kidnapping plan in a mixed camp... It's not too difficult for him.

Although there were indeed some accidents in the middle, such as the girl from the Greenglass family; another example, the sudden mascot attack tonight...

Fortunately, these accidents did not stop his final plan.

Perhaps, those officials from the Ministry of Magic are still in the middle of nowhere, or secretly looking for hostages in the camp.

But he... actually moved to the empty stadium long ago.

The journey has been long and difficult. The tragedy of many years ago...a glorious restart tonight.

Barty laughed dumbly. He was a little excited, and his hands were shaking with excitement.

Who can stop me? !

Haw!

The door of the box behind him suddenly opened.

He turned his head suddenly, widened his eyes, and stared at him.

But there was no one in sight.

He suddenly realized that someone had used a superb illusion spell, or, like him, was also wearing an invisibility cloak.

Barty Crouch Jr suppressed the horror in his heart. He didn't know who it was, and no matter who it was, he directly lifted his wand, pointed at the box, and shouted, "Avada Suo!"

Green light flashed past and hit the wall.

Barty Jr knew he was being fooled, no one passed through, the door was magically opened, just to get his attention.

Whether it was the spell or the sound, his position was revealed.

Barty jumped back subconsciously, and the floor he landed on burst with a bang.

He raised his hand and touched his head, which was covered in blood. The right ear was directly cut off by that ray of light.

He was a little scared.

I was wearing an invisibility cloak, and the other party suddenly shot, so the curse should be a bit biased.

Otherwise, at this time, his head should fall to the ground and roll.

He raised his wand, and the green light swung away again, running to one side.

The death curse failed unexpectedly, and the other party had already moved.

Now, everyone doesn't know each other's positions, so they have to rely on this method to guess each other's positions, perform spiral moves, and predict in advance.

It's a pity that Barty's luck seems to have run out, and the other party actually predicted that he was going to go to the right.

A thick snow-white ray of light was blasted past and landed on his chest. The invisibility cloak was shattered, and the chest was also blurred with flesh and blood, and bones were even visible in several places.

Barty swallowed a mouthful of blood, ripped off the broken invisibility cloak, and threw it towards the ground, making a slight landing sound.

The stadium was too dark, the other party was misled by this voice, and another curse was thrown in the direction of the Invisibility Cloak.

Little Barty glanced at the air angrily. Even if he can't fight, the most embarrassing thing is that he doesn't even know who the opponent is!

But he was still sensible, and he shot a flame into the box and started Apparating without daring to stop.

William did not pursue, but rushed to the box.

If these people are all burned to death, there is no point in catching each other.

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Harry woke up in the dark, feeling his head hurt.

He remembered an attack on the camp, and Mr Weasley had them charge into the woods.

But Ron tripped on the way, and the two of them got out of the pack.

Then came Malfoy, sneering at him and telling him to be careful.

Seeing that Malfoy was alone, Harry and Ron were going to **** him and let him know what social evil was.

Malfoy was definitely not a match for the two, and Harry quickly rode on him, ready to give him a phase charge.

But a green skeleton appeared in the sky, and he was knocked unconscious.

Where is this place?

where am i?

Wherever he was, it was pitch black. Darkness like a deep cave, deadly silence.

He was lying on his back and tried to move his arms, but found that all his limbs were tied and he couldn't move at all.

Harry felt that he should be tied to the pillar, facing the side of the pillar.

He couldn't move, he could only stick out his tongue to try it out, and then he licked on a smooth object.

He changed direction again, this time on rough objects with lots of potholes.

Just then, a green light suddenly shot in from outside.

Harry's hair exploded with fright.

He is no stranger to that green light, it is Avada Suomin!

Fortunately, the death curse just stuck to his cheek and hit the wall.

How dangerous!

Wait... that flash of light brought a brief light, but it also let him know what he just licked.

He, Ron and Malfoy...the three were tied face to face.

The smooth ones were... Malfoy's cheeks.

The rough is... the freckles on Ron's face.

For a moment, Harry felt nauseous. He still licked it for a while.

anyone is fine,

Come and save me!

Soon, there was a fight outside. Harry had renewed hope.

But he couldn't get excited any time soon, as a cloud of flame was thrown in and landed on his ass.

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Then, a picture that he will never forget appeared.

A wizard walked in holding what looked like a lighter, emitting a shimmering light.

He pressed it lightly, and with the sound of 'click', the flames floated to the wall, and the room was bright.

In an instant, not only Harry... Krum, who woke up not long ago... Dozens of kidnapped people could see the young wizard who was walking slowly.

The light in the room shone brightly on his handsome face.

Her white moonlight...

In the mind of a young witch, this word appeared inexplicably.

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"Minister Fudge, now how is the Ministry of Magic going to respond to the kidnappers' demands... You're not really going to release the Death Eaters, are you?"

"Mr. Minister, do you think this attack means that the Ministry of Magic has lost control of the situation?"

Fudge just showed up, and a group of reporters surrounded him.

"If you know it, you will understand it, but if you don't understand it, you won't understand it. Don't ask. The interests are too involved. It's not good for you to say it. There is no way.

If you ask again, I can only answer with no comment..." Fudge said perfunctorily.

Just then, the Kingsley Apparition appeared. He walked over to the minister, lowered his head and whispered a few words to him.

Doubt, shock, ecstasy, mixed feelings.

For a time, countless feelings surfaced on Fudge's face.

He suddenly grabbed the reporter's microphone and said loudly:

"The hostage is all right, just saved by William Stark!

Oh Merlin!

God bless England,

God bless Stark! "

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