Chapter 429：

Karl's head exploded like a watermelon.

After Gauss finished all this, he patted his hands and said, "Okay, it's time for me to escape."

"Who said you wanted to run away?" John asked.

Gauss was stunned and said warily: "Going to jail is another price."

John smiled, recalling the memory he had just received from Karl in his mind.

"5,000 galleons is not the price of killing, but..."

"Liquidation."

Some pure-blood families still believe in the ridiculous concept of 'pure-blood supremacy' and are obsessed with Voldemort.

That being the case.

Then let’s solve it directly.

Let’s start with the Carlo family.

…

Chapter 453 The liquidated family

A person hurriedly walked into Silverhand Manor.

Old Batty's face was livid, and his steps were moving rapidly. You can see his mood at the moment.

"Johnny, Johnny!" he called loudly as he walked into Silverhand Manor.

The menacing voice echoed in the empty manor.

"Minister Crouch."

The silver albatross flew into the hall, calling John's voice.

Old Batty looked at Albatross with a sullen face, "You should give me an explanation. I remember I said, don't go too far!"

"I think Minister Crouch wouldn't mind going to the garden. I can't get away now."

The albatross' beak opens and closes as if it is talking.

Old Batty tossed his robe and walked towards the garden.

The albatross gradually turned into silver light and disappeared.

When Old Barty arrived in the garden, he saw the famous Johnny Silverhand accompanying the little girl to catch butterflies.

A butterfly with colorful wings flew in front of him, and Old Batty swatted it away impatiently.

He strode in.

The butterflies fluttered and flew around in the air.

Tyro giggled, and John stood not far away and chuckled. He waved his wand, and butterflies turned into flowers and rained down.

"Johnny." Old Buddy looked uncertain.

"Minister Crouch," John waved his wand again, and the petals turned into a rabbit and jumped towards the garden.

Tyro screamed and chased the rabbit.

"Children's nature is to play, isn't it?" John glanced at Old Barty's expression and smiled lightly, "Relax, aren't I here?"

"You exiled the Shafiq family," Crouch said with a stern face, "Now you are going to attack the Carlo family."

"Johnny, I told you, don't go too far."

"It's not me who went too far, Old Barty." John said calmly, "It was them."

"But you can't stop the Aurors from enforcing the law!" Old Barty roared.

Fortunately, Tyro left after chasing the rabbit, otherwise the sound might have scared the little girl to tears.

"What will happen if the Aurors are caught?" John asked, "What is the charge? Kidnapping or kidnapping of magical creatures?"

John said calmly: "We all know how many people regard werewolves as humanoids rather than humans."

Killing humans and humanoids are completely different crimes.

One is a member of the same race, the other is an intelligent animal.

Old Barty was speechless. He said in a deep voice: "You used lynching. Not only will the Ministry of Magic be embarrassed, but those purebloods will also join forces to deal with you."

"Rare pure blood requires means to maintain the bloodline. Carl is the only child of the Carlo family."

Old Barty stared at John's face and said coldly: "The death of a family is enough for pure blood to deal with you at all costs."

Pure-blood families are also human beings, and they are also afraid that one day their family will decline.

Although today's purebloods control huge wealth, their numbers are getting scarcer every day.

They will be afraid that one day they will become like the Carlo family, where the last heir dies in mysterious circumstances.

The only way is to set an unwritten rule. For the sake of the family, they need to stick together.

And Crouch is also a pureblood.

He came to warn John out of the greatest help from his friends.

How will those officials, those businessmen, and how many pure-blooded people react when they receive this news?

Old Batty knew the energy of those people.

"You should be afraid, John." He did not call him Johnny, but said with a headache, "They don't know your true identity, they will bite you like crazy."

"Carl can die in the Ministry of Magic, but he must not die in the hands of others."

"What about you, old Barty?" John said with an inexplicable smile, "You also have to abide by that unwritten rule and attack me?"

Old Batty was furious when he heard this, "Do you think I would do this?"

"It's just a confirmation." John waved his hand and said with a relaxed expression, "As long as you don't join in, it will be fine."

"Aren't you anxious?" Old Barty frowned, "I know you took action to stabilize the werewolf, which can be regarded as indirectly helping me, but if they join forces, I can't help you much."

As the Minister of Magic, Old Barty cannot monopolize all power.

Purebloods need political power to consolidate their status, so a lot of power is in the hands of purebloods.

Old Barty was never afraid when facing Voldemort from the outside, but although those pure bloods did not have the strength of Voldemort, their power and wealth were soft power.

A dull knife cuts flesh, but it hurts even if you don't die.

"Old Barty, they won't join forces." John said.

"This is a promise..."

As soon as Old Barty opened his mouth, he was interrupted by John.

"An agreement needs to be abided by by someone." John said with an unclear smile, "There is always a shortage of people who are aware of current affairs in the world, and they will consider the heavy price."

His words made Old Batty fall into silence.

Like a huge shock, the color on Old Batty's face quickly faded.

Old Barty's lips turned pale as he thought of something, and said in horror: "Tang Mi, where is Tang Mi Shelby?"

He finally remembered something wrong.

As John’s butler, Silverhand’s most trusted person.

From the moment he entered the manor, Tommie Shelby had not seen anyone.

Not only that, Silverhand Manor is surprisingly quiet.

The security guards are gone.

Thinking of a possibility, Old Batty roared: "Tell me, John!"

Tyro was holding a black and white rabbit in the flowers with a bright smile.

John rubbed the emerald green ring with his fingers and said calmly: "Old Barty, you know, rules are always only to restrain the weak."

"And Silverhand... has never been in this category."

"Listen well, old Barty, and play it in the storm of the night."

…

The explosion broke the tranquility of the Rohr family.

The three Rolls were discussing how to deal with Johnny Silverhand, and they swore about the agreement between pure bloods.

However, their house was blown apart, and the hook penetrated the shoulder blade of the tall blond man, dragging him into the darkness.

The light of the curse shines across the old house of Luo Er. This centuries-old house was destroyed by the curse.

The same scene appeared in several other families.

The Selwyn family is one of the twenty-eight holy purebloods. They have noble blood and believe in the concept of purity like Black.

It is also because of this concept that members of their family have become supporters of Voldemort.

At this moment, the leader of the Selwyn family was fleeing in the forest outside the castle in embarrassment.

Selwyn's foot slipped and he fell into the river.

The exquisite Selwyn are known for their handsome appearance and neat clothing.

Now he didn't dare to waste a moment. The smelly mud was stuck to his clothes and hair, and his face was full of panic.

The strong current carried Selwyn to another river bank.

He didn't dare to stop and ran non-stop.

Sometimes a figure would flash behind him, making him terrified.

Maybe because of bad luck, he ran to a cliff.

"Apparition, Apparation!"

Selwyn kept waving his broken wand, trying to escape from this place.

But he couldn't use Apparition.

In anger, he threw away his wand and roared.

"Look who this is?" came the laughter.

Selwyn turned pale and looked around.

A man with a playful smile and an Asian wizard came over.

"You can't do this!"

Selwyn said in horror: "I am a descendant of Selwyn, and I have pure and sacred wizard blood flowing in my body!"

"Oh?" Gauss pretended to be confused, "Holy wizard's blood? Then I ask pure Selwyn, why do you want to go against my lord?"

"That was a misunderstanding. I didn't mean to target Lord Silverhand." Selwyn's face turned pale and he explained in a panic, "It's Carl, yes, Carl Carlo!"

Like a life-saving dead branch grasped by a drowning man, he explained frantically: "Carl Carlo planned all of this, and, and Rolle! Yes, it's all them, I'm innocent!"

He tried his best to explain, but the Asian wizard next to Gauss showed impatience on his face, and he pulled out his wand and was about to take action.

"Shh-" Gauss raised his finger to signal Selwyn to be quiet, and then scolded the Asian wizard, "How can you treat pure Selwyn like this!"

The Asian wizard's face darkened, and Selwyn seemed to see hope.

Gauss took out an anonymous wand from his pocket and scolded: "Of course you have to use this wand. Your wand will be traced by others. It's not professional at all."

The Asian wizard took the wand impatiently.

"Wait, I can give you money, I have a lot of money!"

"In the drawer in my study..."

"Avada Kedavra"

The ruthless voice caused Selwyn's ruler to fall down the valley. The Asian wizard broke the unnamed wand and threw it into the cliff with no expression on his face.

Gauss said sadly: "Foolish, if I kill you, the money will be mine too."