Chapter 1163： Mr. Bait

Chapter 1163 Mr. Bait

 “Damn it, are you being targeted?”

Kenneth stood by the window, stretched out his hand to open the gap in the curtains, and secretly observed the situation outside the street. Although he did not see anyone wandering around his residence, he could feel that he was indeed being watched.

His luck has been really bad recently. Not only did his stupid father lose a lot of galleons by selling counterfeit goods, but he also sent him to Azkaban Prison, and he helped Albert run a joke with Zuko. Behind the store, I felt like I was being watched by someone. Although Kenneth didn't find anyone, his intuition in the gray area told him that he was indeed being watched.

This is never a good thing.

 But, why are you being targeted?

 Because of my father?

 No, Kenneth preferred to believe it was because of Albert, because of the **** 10,000 reward.

 Somewhere, he felt that he had been tricked by Albert.

That’s right. If he hadn’t sensed a problem, how could Albert have needed his own help to deliver the goods to Joko?

Wouldn’t it be the same if Fred, George or Lee Jordan delivered the goods?

  Damn it!

 Why didn’t I think of it before?

 He also signed a magic contract. Even if he was caught, nothing could be revealed.

Albert shouldn’t want to take this opportunity to trick himself to death!

 No, probably not.

 Probably throwing trouble at him and seeing if he is trustworthy.

Thinking of this, Kenneth became even more depressed. At first, he had proposed to cooperate with Albert, and there was nothing wrong with making money together. As a result, Old Toller not only refused, but also wanted to gain the benefits of dark magic defense tools from Albert.

It feels ridiculous just thinking about it.

Is that guy so easy for others to take advantage of?

I don’t want to think about what happened to the Death Eaters who wanted to disrupt the wedding.

 Old Toller got himself into Azkaban and messed up his relationship with Albert.

 Otherwise, based on their cooperation at Hogwarts, even if they cannot get a lot of benefits like Fred, George and George, at least they will not suffer a loss, instead of having to sign a **** magical contract like this.

 Kenneth regretted that he believed his father's lies and made the situation become like this.

Now that he is being targeted, he has no choice. Now he can only find Albert for help through Fred, George and Lee Jordan, but those guys have no idea where they have been hiding recently.

　　I shouldn’t be left outside to attract firepower!

The more Kenneth thought about it, the more something was wrong.

 “I can’t stay here anymore, I have to find a place to hide from the wind.”

He decided to discuss the matter with Fred, George and Lee Jordan at the next Ministry of Magic Defense Against the Dark Arts training.

When he was simply packing up his things and preparing to leave, there was suddenly a rush of footsteps on the street outside, and then the door was rudely opened. Before Kenneth could apparate, he saw several men with ferocious faces and beards. The slovenly man rushed into the house with his wand and fired a curse directly at Kenneth who was picking up his suitcase and preparing to leave.

 “Damn it!”

After Kenneth threw the suitcase, he pulled out his wand and used the Iron Armor Charm to block the oncoming curse, but he was still staggered. Fortunately, the Iron Armor Charm on the defensive bracelet helped him block it, otherwise he might have suffered the same fate. No better than the window next to it that was blown apart by a curse.

 “Damn it, I’ve really been tricked.”

Kenneth greeted Albert's family in his heart and recognized one of the intruders.

Kenneth used a red curse to push back the three approaching people, and immediately found a bunker to hide. He roared at the sloppy man named Paul: "Damn it Paul, what do you want to do?"

"What don't you want to do? Someone wants to invite you to join us." The sloppy man named Paul grinned and showed yellow teeth. "Little Toller, I advise you not to resist and just follow us. Otherwise, don't blame me. Look at old Toller."

“Do you invite others to join you like this?”

Kenneth's face was very dark. If he hadn't signed a magic contract, he wouldn't be afraid to go with them. The worst-case scenario would be to join them, but that's not possible now.

“I don’t think you’ll take it seriously, that guy is still in Azkaban prison.”

“Stop talking nonsense, I’ll count to three and follow us, otherwise we won’t blame you for being rude.” The three of them quickly surrounded Kenneth’s hiding place, preparing to take him down in one go.

"You're welcome? Why are you going to be so rude?"

Kenneth suddenly fired red sparks out of the window that was blown up by the spell, trying to scare the three people away and give himself a chance to escape.

 “Damn, is this a trap?”

Kenneth's actions undoubtedly succeeded in misjudgment among the three of them. The Ministry of Magic used many methods to catch the dark wizard during this period.

 “Don’t be silly, I bet he just wants to scare us away.”

 “No matter what, take the person away first.”

Paul jumped at Kenneth, trying to knock him down, but was severely knocked away by a barrier spell.

 “Just don’t kill him.”

Anyway, the order I received was just to capture Kenneth. Since that guy was ignorant, it would be better to let him suffer a little.

 As for the friendship with Old Toller, how many galleons is that worth?

However, Kenneth was not bad either. He either dodged the three curses or blocked them by using the defensive items on his body.

However, it took them some time to successfully corner Kenneth.

At this moment, there was another rush of footsteps outside, followed closely by an unfamiliar shout.

 “Hurry, hurry, don’t let them escape.”

 A group of people are approaching here to outflank us.

The three of them wanted to kill Kenneth, but it was too late. Several magic spells had been fired from outside the door, knocking Paul and the three of them directly to the ground.

 “It seems that we are quite lucky.”

Kingsley glanced at the stunned Kenneth and motioned to several people around him to take him away.

Kenneth finally regained his composure and couldn't help but ask: "What are you..."

"Fred and George told me that you might be in trouble." Kingsley glanced at the unlucky guy who was about to act as bait, and comforted him: "Don't worry, if you come here a few more times, everyone will know that you are the bait." After that, no one will come to trouble you again.”

 Hearing this, the expression on Kenneth's face suddenly fell.

“Cooperate well with the Ministry of Magic and we will reduce your father’s sentence appropriately.”

Kingsley reached out and patted Kenneth on the shoulder, handed him a candy, and reminded: "This is a new product recently manufactured by Fred and George. It is said that eating it can bring people luck. In the future, you If you encounter this situation again, just eat it, and nothing will happen."

 “Thank them for their kindness for me.” Kenneth took the candy and said through gritted teeth.

"I will. Before that, I suggest you go back to the Ministry of Magic with us. At least it will be safer there."

Kingsley hurried over with his people, and hurriedly returned to the Ministry of Magic with several knocked down wizards, preparing to extract useful information from these people.

As expected, the three of them basically knew nothing.

They were all at the bottom of Knockturn Alley. They had just joined the mysterious man not long ago. It should be said that they became the minions of some Death Eaters. The order they received was to take Kenneth away.

 Kingsley reported the news to the Auror office immediately, but he felt that no one might be caught there. After all, they had just made such a big noise in Knockturn Alley, and many people had seen it.

Think of others too stupidly. As long as those people have any brains, they will definitely abandon the stronghold.

Kingsley asked his assistant to briefly organize the news, and then knocked on the door of the minister's office with the news.

"How about it?"

Scrimgeour asked without looking up.

 “Only a few minions were caught.”

Kingsley handed over the documents that his assistant had helped organize, "The Auror office should be investigating along that line, but I think the possibility of catching a big fish is not high. This operation is too rushed. We There was absolutely no time to arrange it.”

 “Where’s Kenneth Toller?”

Scrimgeour put down his quill, took the report, quickly glanced at the contents, and asked.

"Mr. Toller is at the Ministry of Magic. We asked the Telegrapher to communicate with him, but he doesn't know much. Based on the information provided by Mr. Toller, we suspect that Hogsmeade may have a Death Eater spy. , and those three guys want to catch Mr. Toller, it should be a Death Eater trying to find Albert through him, and his reward is still hanging on the black market."

 “I really don’t understand that their heads are on their butts?”

Scrimgeour wanted to kill Lucius directly, but in the end he gave up. If he lost his credibility, it would be difficult to do it again in the future. After all, there was no Galleons left from the fines from the three Death Eaters. How much.

"I think they should withdraw that **** bounty, but... even if they withdraw, the Malfoy family may continue to pay others to put Albert's bounty on it." Kingsley is not too worried about Albert's safety. , "Currently we have not found the whereabouts of Narcissa Malfoy. We suspect that she may be with Bellatrix Lestrange."

"This matter is not urgent. That guy is not easy to mess with. If necessary, he will definitely take the initiative to cooperate with us." Scrimgeour put down the document, looked up at Kingsley and asked, "The black magic training over there How is it going?"

"About a hundred people came to participate in the training, and the number is gradually expanding." Kingsley took out another document from the folder and handed it to Scrimgeour: "The effect is even better than we expected. I want to use Soon, they should be able to protect themselves.”

"You have done a good job, but when it comes to training them... I mean teaching them more self-protection abilities, and if there are particularly outstanding personnel, consider recruiting them for training." Scrimgeour said from the folder He took out a document, signed it, and said to Kingsley: "I will give you some temporary staff, and the treatment will be the same as your current members. And the next time you encounter a dark wizard who massacres Muggles, I will You are allowed to kill them directly. We need to give those **** some deterrent to prevent them from causing trouble everywhere. The Muggle Prime Minister has already protested to Fudge several times."

 “Are we going to continue to expand enrollment?” Kingsley asked with a frown.

"There is no way, we are seriously short of manpower." Scrimgeour reminded, "They are considered non-staff during the war, and we need more helpers."

 “Where’s Kenneth Toller?” Kingsley asked again.

"It doesn't matter, let his father's sentence be reduced. I guess it won't be long before Voldemort will try to rob the prison." Scrimgeour tapped his finger on the table, "And we have nothing to do about it, so it doesn't matter whether it is reduced or not. "

 “Who’s prophecy?”

"So be it!" Scrimgeour sighed and said: "This kind of thing is inevitable. You should know better than me. There are many prisoners in Azkaban now. For Voldemort, these are natural cannon fodder. You should know very well that he would not mind doing that."

"If possible, first select a group of prisoners with relatively minor crimes, fine them, and then release them for investigation. If they commit crimes again, the punishment will be increased. As for the money that will be used to expand the crisis The response team and the fight against the mysterious man are all we can do now to get through the difficulties together."

 “Are you really going to do this?” Kingsley was confused by Scrimgeour’s suggestion.

"Well, there's no need to worry about this. I will ask about the specific time of the jailbreak when the time comes. You can help me give this to Pierce later, and call Gadwin by the way. We will have a meeting on time at ten o'clock in the evening to discuss this matter."

 “Okay, I get it.” Kingsley left with the signed document.

Looking at the closed wooden door, Scrimgeour sighed heavily.

If possible, Scrimgeour actually planned to ambush a wave of mysterious people at the airport, but since he learned that Dumbledore was injured, he completely gave up on this idea.

 Let Dumbledore fight You-Know-Who.

 No, he couldn't risk it.

 Moreover, it is impossible to prevent such things as prison robbery.

Who made the person who robbed the prison a mysterious person?

He couldn't resist at all. Maybe the Auror could be called so that the mysterious man could be driven away, but it was just that.

 At the moment, he can only use the all-people-military mode to give everyone the power to fight against the dark wizard. Although he is also very aware of the consequences of doing so, he can no longer care about it now.

 The docile people are indeed beneficial to the management of the Ministry of Magic, but they have no ability to protect themselves when facing hungry wolves. The reason for all this is actually that the Ministry of Magic has cut everything across the board in order to facilitate management.

 This is not difficult to see from the Auror training materials and the Ministry of Magic's revision of parts of Albert's "Self-Defense Guide".

As for future troubles, it’s none of Scrimgeour’s business. The most important thing now is to win this war and survive.

 Can you win?

Scrimgeour did not have much confidence in himself because he suspected that Dumbledore was dying.

Why was I murdered by a mysterious man?

 The big reason is that if the mysterious man tries to control the Ministry of Magic, he will become the number one target.

Combined with Dumbledore's injury, he very much suspected that Dumbledore was gone by then, and the mysterious man would have no worries. Although Albert said he had left a way out, but...he would not escape!

 (End of this chapter)