Chapter 215：

Old Batty's name was intact, which meant the attack was unsuccessful.

John asked calmly: "Does he know who he is?"

"Old Batty doesn't know either." Tang Mi said respectfully: "That person attacked from behind and wanted to control Old Batty with the soul-stealing curse. Old Batty carries an amulet with him to avoid being controlled by the soul-stealing curse."

The Imperius Curse is indeed hard to guard against, but fortunately Old Barty is cautious.

Since the house was invaded, Old Batty has been carrying the amulet with him.

He immediately fought back after being attacked. That person was quite strong.

As the former director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, Old Barty is not weak.

After a quick confrontation with the enemy, Old Batty successfully repelled the man.

Tang Mi said: "He speculated that it might be some cruel dark wizard. Old Batty offended many people back then, and he didn't know who had this suspicion."

Barty Sr. made too many enemies. He was very popular back then. If it hadn't been for Barty Jr.'s incident, he would have been the Minister of Magic.

On the road to power, both political opponents and dark wizards hated him.

Now that he is trying to become the Minister of Magic again, it is inevitable that some people will be jealous of him and don't want him to succeed.

John nodded and traced Old Barty's name with his finger. His eyes were deep and he said, "Ask a few werewolves from the security team to follow Old Barty. You don't need to follow too closely. Aurors are not vegetarians."

Tang Mi signaled that he understood. John closed the book and asked, "Where is little Barty?"

"He seems to have changed a bit in the secret garden." Tang Mi hesitated for a while and said, "He tried to escape. Do you want to take him back to Silver Hand Manor?"

Due to the Death Eater attack on the manor, Barty Jr. was moved to Knockturn Alley.

But this is not safe. Little Barty is an outstanding wizard in his own right. He may find a way to escape from the garden.

When John heard this, he also knew that this matter needed to be resolved.

He went to the Secret Garden, which was in a doorless house in Knockturn Alley.

John walked towards the wall, walking through it as if he were walking into Platform Nine and Three Quarters.

As soon as you enter, the colorful flowers are very beautiful.

The garden here is more believable than the prison.

Little Barty is here, sitting on a bench in a daze.

John's arrival made him raise his eyes, and the hatred in his eyes was mixed with a hint of complexity.

"What are you doing here?" Little Barty snorted, "Did he ask you to come?"

That ‘him’ naturally refers to old Batty.

As a parent, no matter how hard-hearted Old Barty is, he will always leave a touch of tenderness for his son.

While being imprisoned, Barty Sr. often visited Barty Jr.

Every time, the father and son could not talk properly.

Old Barty hates iron for not becoming steel. He is his son, but he is willing to fall into the company of Death Eaters.

Little Barty resented his father's neglect since childhood, and at the same time resented his father's distrust.

During the more than ten years of being imprisoned, Barty Jr. gradually erased the image of his father and replaced it with the image of Voldemort.

Like him, Voldemort had the same father he didn't want to admit.

After years of loneliness and subtle influence, little Barty regarded Voldemort as his father.

When John walked in, Barty Jr.'s first thought was his severed left hand, which was his only connection with Voldemort.

John ignored the hatred in Little Barty's eyes. He picked a delicate rose and twirled it between his fingers.

"I just came to see you and confirm something."

Approaching little Barty, John's eyes under the silver mask seemed to be examining something.

When he approached, little Barty immediately pounced on him like a mad dog.

It's a pity that it stopped in front of John.

The thorny vines wrapped around little Barty's body. The rose thorns scratched the skin, and the blood seeped in and became brighter red.

John looked at this bereaved dog with great interest. He chuckled and said, "It seems that you know something. You thought well. The person you are loyal to is back."

Little Barty stopped struggling, with surprise and enthusiasm in his eyes.

Like a crazy brainwashed believer, he screamed piercingly.

"He's back, he's back!"

The broken voice roared to vent his emotions.

John impatiently stuffed the rose rhizome with spikes directly into his mouth. The spikes cut his lips, causing his voice to stop abruptly.

"Be quiet." He stretched out a finger and shook it, and John sneered: "Do you think he will come to save you?"

Without waiting for Barty Jr. to answer, John said to himself: "Unfortunately, no, a group of Death Eaters tried to rescue you, but they failed."

Looking at the anger coming out of little Barty, John chuckled and said, "I originally had a headache on how to find him. Maybe you can be a good breakthrough."

Little Barty's throat was cut by a sharp thorn, and he said hoarsely: "Fart, you are no match for adults!"

"Are you sure?" John took some time to straighten the crooked collar of little Barty, who couldn't move. He leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Then why are you shaking?"

"Are you afraid that the arrogant Voldemort will be in trouble because of you? Or are you afraid that... he will be defeated?"

As soon as he finished speaking, little Barty ignored his injured throat and shouted: "You are absolutely impossible!"

"Again."

John joked: "I've killed him twice."

He saw that little Barty's body was shaking.

John's arrogant, contemptuous, and disdainful attitude towards Voldemort made little Barty feel bad.

Fear fills the entire brain.

Little Barty suddenly had a treasonous idea.

If Voldemort really fails, what should I do?

Was Voldemort, who was invincible in his mind, really killed twice by the person in front of him?

No, it’s impossible, absolutely impossible!

His trembling body lowered his head, and he didn't even notice that the thorns on his body had disappeared.

Holding his head, he tried to expel the thought, but the more he thought about it, the more clearly that possibility appeared in his mind.

This is the effect John wants, he wants to completely destroy Voldemort in Barty's mind.

Only by killing Voldemort in little Barty's heart can little Barty be obedient.

If little Barty escapes, it will deal a blow to the extremely majestic image of Voldemort in his heart, and his suspicion of Voldemort will make him gradually crazy.

If he doesn't escape, he will wait here obediently to attract more Death Eaters.

This is a conspiracy.

To this end, John quietly used his dream to plant a seed in little Barty's consciousness.

When Voldemort fails in front of him, he will completely give up his belief in Voldemort.

John stared at little Barty with his deep eyes, and he turned around and left the secret garden.

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Castle corridor.

Heinrich casts an opening spell on the Defense Against the Dark Arts office.

When he walked into the office, there was a magic mirror in front of him.

A faint smell of wine enters the tip of the nose with the mellow aroma of grapes.

That is the aroma of top wine.

Heinrich followed the smell and looked for it, and an exquisite and beautiful wine bottle appeared in front of him.

There is less than half a bottle of wine left inside.

His eyes fell on the unique Silver Hand Wine Cellar logo number.

His eyes darkened, and he was sure of something.

When he turned around and was about to go out, his steps paused.

His eyes fell on a large box.

He keenly sensed something was wrong.

He walked up to the box and took out his wand and pointed it at the box.

"Alobomora"

The multiple locks on the box made a clicking sound.

As the locks are opened one by one, to the last one.

Heinrich moved closer, wanting to take a closer look.

"Click."

"Who's there?"

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Chapter 240 Counterattack and Public Opinion

The door to the Defense Against the Dark Arts office was pushed open.

Moody walked in with his wooden leg thumping.

At a glance, he saw Heinrich in front of the box. His eyes swept over and found that the lock of the box was unlocked.

Moody's expression changed, and he quickly walked over and reached out to grab Heinrich's collar, causing him to hit the table. Things on the table were knocked down.

"Edgar, you dare to come to my office, what are your intentions?" He yelled, spitting.

Heinrich said calmly: "Sorry, Professor, I came to ask you about Defense Against the Dark Arts homework and came in without permission."

He did not feel embarrassed about being caught, but instead minimized the problem.

Moody's magic eye swept across the box and then over Heinrich's body.

After confirming that nothing was stolen, he let go.

Heinrich looked sick and adjusted his robe.

Moody said gruffly: "You should not enter my office without permission, 50 points will be deducted!"

Heinrich did not leave. He was not a Slytherin student now, so the points could not be deducted from Durmstrang anyway.

Staring at the box behind Moody, he asked, "Professor, what's hidden there?"

His eyes tried to see through the box to see clearly what was inside.

Moody roared: "Another 50 points!"

He was so angry that he completely forgot that Heinrich was not a Hogwarts student.

With this attitude, it is obvious that he does not want people to continue asking.

Heinrich looked at Moody quietly, and left before he got angry.

After Heinrich left, Moody hurried over and closed the door and locked it.

After finishing everything, he walked to the box on his wooden legs.

He stretched out his hand and pressed it on the box, muttering: "He won't find out."

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There is only one last day left before the Easter holiday.