v2 Chapter 492： Elf's clothes

"This place does not allow the use of apparition!" Scrimgeour asked.

"I know, but he did disappear suddenly, from my eyes."

"Rufus, that's the way it is!" Fudge said, seemingly relieved. "The black wizards who turned out to mark the phantoms or disguised them after other things, and dropped Harry's wand. They did their work so smartly that they didn't need their wands to avoid revealing their identity. After a moment, the unfortunate elf saw the wand inadvertently and picked it up."

Scrimgeour was silent for a while and seemed to be considering the possibility of this thing that Fudge said.

"The elf, did you see anyone at the time?" he asked in a cold tone.

The shimmering was more powerful than before. Her two big bulbs looked at Scrimgeour, looked at Fudge again, and finally turned to her own master, Mr. Crouch, and took a big breath.

"I didn't see anyone, sir, no one."

"You are lying!" Scrimgeour did not believe, "I have a way to let you know everything you know."

"Skeringer!" Crouch said bluntly. "I know exactly that, according to the general procedure, you have to bring the glimmer to the Auror office for interrogation. However, before that, I hope to allow me to come first. Dispose of her."

Scrimgeour did not answer, Crouch seemed to regard it as the default, and he walked quickly to the side of the gleaming.

"Lord, Lord, Master" gleamed up and looked at Mr. Crouch, with tears in his eyes, stuttering and saying, "Master, beg, beg you, don't"

Crouch stared at her and his face became stiff.

Every line above is very prominent, and there is no mercy in the eyes.

"Sparkling tonight's behavior made me very shocked." He said slowly, "She did not obey my orders, and appeared at the scene of the accident, picking up the wand that the house elf should not touch. This means , clothes!"

"No, no!" Screaming and screaming, fluttering at the foot of Mr. Crouch. "No, master! Don't dress, don't wear clothes! Please!"

The only way to release a house elf is to give him a decent dress.

This means that the house elf means liberation, but it also means destruction!

Squeezing her tea towel tightly, crying on Mr. Crouch's feet, it was really pitiful.

"You can't do this, she was frightened at the time!" Hermione said suddenly and indignantly, she glared at Crouch. "Your house elf has a fear of heights, she can't stay in the box all the time." Waiting to die! She is justifiable when she appears here. She is just escaping, and she happened to pick up Harry's wand. You can't blame her!"

Evan can feel it, because of anger, Hermione has been holding her little hand and shaking slightly.

By this time, everyone knows that the spark can't be the one who turned out to be the Dark Mark.

But Crouch doesn't care, he just needs a scapegoat.

Ivan looked into the dark ruins. I don’t know where the little Batty Crouch was hiding. !

The wizard said just now that he saw a figure suddenly disappearing from his eyes. It must be Little Batty Crouch.

He can't be phantom, so he must be hiding under the invisibility cloak.

Evan now does not feel the existence of Little Batty Crouch, who seems to be protected by a magical force.

Because of the battle just now, Ai Wen is very weak now.

In his current situation, it is impossible to specifically detect the specific position of Little Batty Crouch, and the magic has lost its effect.

However, he did not intend to expose this matter.

This is related to my next plan. As for the fate of Batty Crouch, he can only ask for more happiness!

Voldemort, who has suffered successive failures, will definitely go into his home in person.

Although he did not care about Crouch, this incident also warned Ai Wen.

After having a powerful power above the ordinary wizard, the madman can do anything.

Whether it is Voldemort or a vampire, these evil black wizards never put their lives in their eyes.

Like this scene tonight, it can happen at any time in the future.

Mr. Crouch did not seem to hear Hermione's words. He took a step back and got rid of the elf's entanglement.

He looked down at the sparkling, and the look was like what she was dirty and rotten, smearing his shiny shoes.

"I don't need a house elf against the order," he turned to look at Hermione and said coldly, "I don't need a servant who forgot to maintain the owner's reputation."

Sparkling and crying is very sad, her crying echoes in the ruins, and it is a very embarrassing silence.

Mr. Crouch wants to open her, but clings tightly over his lap.

"If you can, please return Harry's wand to him!" Sirius frowned. "These children have experienced too much tonight. They have to go back to rest. We have no energy and obligation to stay here, look at this. The farce goes on."

Scrimgeour hesitated, and came over and handed the wand to Harry, and his eyes fell on Avon.

"Are you called Avon Mason?!" he asked. "I hope to talk to you!"

Ai Wen originally wanted to agree, but Sirius was directly in front of him.

"I don't think Evan has anything to say to you. Everyone saw what happened this evening!" He said bluntly. "In my opinion, Ai Wen saved everyone. He is a hero! ”

"It's true, but this child has such a powerful magic, which is obviously not normal!" Scrimge said stiffly.

"You have to know that some people are born to be geniuses!" Sirius replied softly. "Don't use your standards to measure other people. What's more, no matter how powerful Evan is, this matter has nothing to do with Auror." ""

Scrimgeour was embarrassed to stand in the same place and stared at Sirius.

"Let's go, kids!" Mr. Weasley whispered, whispering a small Sirius.

Everyone knows that Scrimgeour is a resolute person.

After he joined the work, he was an Auror who devoted most of his life to dealing with the Dark Wizard.

The professional habits that have been developed for a long time, so that he will not let go of any doubts, and will not care who the other party is.

Although there is no such high weight as Crouch, it is best not to provoke it easily.

The reality of Ai Wen’s watch tonight is too eye-catching. He needs a low profile now.

What happened this evening, especially the appearance of the last Dark Mark, is obviously not right, or don't get involved.

Everyone turned and left, only Hermione seemed to be reluctant to move, and her eyes still fell on the crying elf.

"Hermione!" said Mr. Weasley, the tone was even more urgent.

A few seconds later, Hermione turned and followed Evan and everyone to leave the ruins and walk outside the stadium. (To be continued.)