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Chapter 183 Sorry, I Scared You, Miss Jorkins [Monthly Pass Plus 11]

English Ministry of Magic.

Department of International Magical Cooperation.

The Department of International Magical Cooperation is the department of the Ministry of Magic headed by Barty Crouch the Elder. At this moment, several dignified officials from the Ministry of Magic came here through the Floo network.

Old Barty Crouch had to pour a lot of potions into his mouth to support himself and make himself look refreshed.

"Hello."

He shook hands with the foreign ministers of the Ministry of Magic politely, and sat down with them.

Opposite Old Batty are the foreign ministers of the Ministry of Magic of Germany, Hungary, Austria, and the Netherlands.

Old Barty Crouch also felt a headache when he saw so many foreign ministers.

He didn't understand why the foreign ministers of the four countries appeared in front of him.

Has the English Ministry of Magic attacked these Ministry strongholds?

If not, why did the four foreign ministers of the Ministry of Magic come here?
The last time this happened, several countries discussed together how to deal with Grindelwald.

Forgive the old Barty Crouch for his limited thinking.

He couldn't think of the reason why the four foreign ministers of magic came at this point in time.

It can't be because of Voldemort, can it?

Barty Crouch Sr. joked to himself and tried to focus.

The four foreign ministers looked at each other seriously. Opposite Old Barty, the Hungarian foreign minister spoke first: "Dear Mr. Crouch, that's right."

He took out a photo and handed it to old Barty Crouch, "I am here on behalf of the Albanian Ministry of Magic—you know, there are not many wizards in Albania, and more importantly, we thought that the Albanian Ministry of Magic, There are at least ten people, but..."

He looked regretful and spoke in a haphazard, cloudy way that old Barty Crouch was not used to.

Old Barty Crouch took the photo curiously, and saw the people who were dealing with the mess inside, as well as the corpses all over the place.

His hands trembled slightly.

Because this scene is really too miserable.

This is a black-and-white photo. In this black-and-white photo, several wizards hold their wands numbly, moving the corpses to a distance and piling them up together.

Next to it, members of the Ministry of Magic from Hungary, clearing the ground.

Albanian and Hungarian Ministry of Magic officers have different clothing decorations and are easily recognizable.Wizards from the Hungarian Ministry of Magic are helping Albanian wizards to dispose of the corpses. Everyone's expressions look very worried.

"What place is this? Who did it? It's a massacre.

Enemy of all our wizarding world! "

Old Barty Crouch said, showing just the right curiosity, he raised his head, looked at the expressions of several foreign ministers present, and felt a little ominous.

Because they were all staring at themselves.

This gave old Barty Crouch a bad feeling.

Was it an English wizard?
"Who did this?"

He asked out of luck.

He hoped that this matter had nothing to do with England, but unfortunately, it didn't work out.

The Hungarian foreign minister cleared his throat, took out another photo and said, "Don't worry, Crouch, you can look at this again."

He took out another photo and handed it to Barty Crouch Sr., who took it.

Just one glance.

I saw the conspicuous Dark Lord mark on the photo, the bunker in the distance, and the skull brain that was spitting out a giant snake.

Barty Crouch Sr. felt his blood run cold.

He looked desperately at the Hungarian foreign minister in front of him, hoping that the Hungarian foreign minister would give him a reason—the Hungarian foreign minister understood the meaning in his old friend's eyes, and he shrugged his shoulders and said, "Yes, that's right, my friend, you That's right.

This is the mark of your Dark Lord.

Duwey Jones, he was in Albania, slaughtered almost thirty wizards, for his lord.

After the massacre, he left behind the mark of the Dark Lord.

This has never happened before. You should know, my friend, that even when the Dark Lord was at its peak, our wizarding world was safe and sound.

The English Ministry of Magic needs to give us an explanation for this matter.

Because of Duvi Jones, the Albanian Ministry of Magic, there are only three left.

The other four people were all killed by him in this disaster. "

The Hungarian foreign minister looked at the German foreign minister, who nodded heavily and said, "Yes, Crouch, we need the English Ministry of Magic to tell us why Duvi Jones appeared in Albania.

More importantly, why, he wants to kill in Albania.

You English Ministry of Magic, why do you call such a dangerous Death Eater, uh, Death Eater, right?This word is a bit difficult to spell, and you must bear some responsibility for the actions of this Death Eater.

Obligations are fine, anyway, you have to do something, Albania doesn't have many wizards in the first place.

We can't control the situation. "

Crouch heard the words.

Feeling dizzy.

Why is Duvi Jones killing in Albania?
How does he know this?

He is a normal person.

He wasn't a lunatic like Duvi Jones.

You want to know, ask Dewey Jones, ask me what!
But these words, he is destined not to be able to speak, he can only swallow these words, and swallow them together with his saliva.

He held the chair firmly with his hands and stood up.

"We'll look into this matter."

The old Barty Crouch was going to say some ostentatious words to perfunctory these foreign ministers. This sudden big news made his blood pressure rise—he didn’t understand, he really didn’t understand, Du Wei. How did Jones do it and why would he do it?
From the night before yesterday to the early morning of yesterday, and now, Duwei Jones seems to have never stopped.

At the very beginning, Duvi Jones organized a group of people to storm the Ministry of Magic. The Ministry of Magic almost fell, and a large number of wizards died in this man-made disaster.

Immediately afterwards, during the day yesterday, Duvi Jones appeared in Gringotts again. He rode a giant dragon and destroyed Gringotts. So far, the goblins have blocked Gringotts, and wizards are not allowed to enter. Those goblins For wizards, there is almost an unconcealable hatred.

Then, four foreign ministers came to him.

According to this time, Duwei Jones came to Albania last night, no, in the evening?
He fought fiercely in three places in one day, and the wizard suffered countless casualties for this.

why?
What the hell is Duvi Jones going to do?
Is he going to be the third Dark Lord?

Old Batty couldn't understand the logic of Duvi Jones' actions, let alone why he went to Albania to kill people?
If he is willing, along the way, Germany, France, and even the Ministry of Magic of the United States, which is currently more powerful than England, he can enter and exit several times.

Why choose an unknown Albania to do it?
At this point, he let out a sigh of relief, feeling lost in life.

The foreign minister of the German wizard looked at old Barty Crouch and said, "Of course, if you can't deal with Duwei Jones for the time being."

He brought up the real purpose of the few of them coming to the English Ministry of Magic this time.

"We need someone from England to deal with what happened in Albania.

You know, things suck.

Albania originally had few wizards, and such a thing happened.

You know, we just don't have that many wizards to wipe Muggle memories.

Yes, you mean Muggles, right? "

The German wizard foreign minister spat out a German word, and then said: "So, you, the English Ministry of Magic, need to help us deal with the finishing touches."

Old Barty Crouch licked his lips, nodded with difficulty and said, "Okay, no problem, I will report this matter to Ms. Burns."

He said.

"Ms. Burns? Isn't your Minister, Mr. Fudge?"

The German Foreign Minister asked curiously.

Mentioning Fudge, old Barty Crouch was not in the mood to ridicule Fudge.

He was no longer excited about Fudge's resignation, and waved his hand weakly and said: "Mr. Cornelius Fudge, you mentioned, submitted his resignation earlier these days.

Although the procedure is not over yet, it is certain that Mr. Fudge will leave his position as Minister of Magic.

The person in charge of the Ministry of Magic is Ms. Burns.

Ms. Emilia Susan Burnsch. "

Crouch said.

The foreign ministers of the Ministry of Magic glanced at each other and said nothing. They came here this time to ask Yingji to deal with their own mess, and the rest of the matter didn't matter.

They haven't forgotten what the first Dark Lord, Grindelwald, did last time.

It was a scar engraved in the hearts of Ministry of Magic officers in Europe and even half of the world.

It's still scary.

Grindelwald is not Voldemort.Grindelwald's reputation is well-known in the entire Western wizarding world, and it is like thunder.

He hit from one end of the wizarding world to the other, and all of Europe suffered from it.

His steps have gone further than Voldemort, and his idea is to unite all wizards and fight back against Muggles.Wizards have a long lifespan—a long lifespan means that in some parts of Europe, there are still wizards who saw Grindelwald's methods with their own eyes.

These wizards were deeply shocked by Grindelwald's black magic.

They have seen Grindelwald lead his disciples to kill all directions in Europe. They have seen the heroic wizard they usually admire, and under Grindelwald's hands, one move is instantly defeated.

Even if, in the end, Grindelwald was imprisoned for life.

In their hearts, the fear of the first-generation Dark Lord still remained!
Until this time, outside Nurmengard, Grindelwald's prison, there are still a large number of wizards imprisoning the Dark Lord.

Many people think that the prison where Nurmengard is held is the former castle of Grindelwald.

No, of course not, these two places are just because they are not far apart.

Back then, the Ministry of Magic of many countries that he almost defeated joined forces. After Grindelwald was defeated, these wizards spent huge sums of money to build a cage that looked perfect to them.

And in the first few years, a large number of backbones of the Ministry of Magic were transferred to the side of Nurmengard to guard this mighty Great Demon King.

Next to the residence of the Great Demon King, they cast all the spells they could think of.

Then, ten years passed.

Twelve years have passed.

Twelve years have passed.

Twelve years have passed.

Grindelwald, who was imprisoned in Nurmengard, did nothing. Even so, there are still a large number of wizards who firmly believe that even if a terrifying wizard like Grindelwald has no wand or subordinates, It is also easy for him to get out of prison.

But for so many years, Grindelwald, who was imprisoned, squatted quietly in the prison.

In his words.

Everything is meaningless.

From the time he was defeated by Dumbledore, ideals were shattered.

Even if he gets out of here, he will only get a bigger prison.

The Dark Lord without fighting spirit is no longer strong.

But the legend he left behind still has a long history.

Originally, the officials of foreign Ministry of Magic didn't pay much attention to Voldemort, because even if Voldemort was to wreak havoc again, he was tossing in England, as long as he didn't toss in their territory, nothing would happen.

But now, they had to focus on Voldemort.

Because they found out, if Voldemort wanted to.

He can call the whole of Europe.

Blood flows into a river.

At least he had this lunatic called "Dewey Jones."

Fully capable of doing it all.

……

London.

Bertha Jorkins Apartments.

Although Bertha Jorkins was driven around, people often couldn't remember things, and she was called stupid and stupid Bertha, but she was an officer of the Ministry of Magic after all.

Ministry of Magic staff is a high-paying job in the English wizarding world.

After she followed Du Wei, she rented a room in London.

A spell was used.

keep it a secret.

No one knew this secret except Duvi Jones and her.

Today, later today, Bertha Jorkins finished eating the melon contentedly, and was ready to come back, write what she saw and heard in a diary, and then give it to her beloved master one day.

But when he came to his home, Bertha Jorkins pulled out his wand vigilantly.

Because she saw a bloody handprint on the door of the apartment she rented.

The door is open.

There was no light inside, so I couldn't see the situation clearly.

Bertha Jorkins walked in vigilantly. The tip of the wand was flashing with fluorescent light. Under the flashing fluorescent light, she could see blood everywhere on the ground, dense bloody handprints on the wall, and a certain person on the ground. A blood dragged by something.

Jorkins grew more nervous, ready to strike at any moment, to put a love spell on the intruder.

Until I saw the person leaning on the sofa.

I saw the person leaning on the sofa.

Bertha Jorkins froze.

There was indeed a man lying there.

It was Dewey Jones. He was lying on the sofa. One of his legs could already see a broken bone. The bloody trace on the ground was dragged out by this broken leg.

There was already a pool of blood on the ground.

His whole body was covered with blood, and his clothes also turned black.

That is the color of blood after it has clotted.

Putting the phone aside, it looked like Duvi Jones wanted to make a call, but unfortunately, he didn't have much strength.

The mobile phone was also dropped at the same time.

But his face is clean.

Because he used "clear water like a spring".

"Hello, Bertha, I'm so sorry, I look really, really unseemly now."

Du Wei heard the voice and tried his best to open his eyes a little bit.

Seeing Bertha walking in, he managed to force a smile.

Said softly.

"I didn't frighten you, Bertha Jorkins.

I'm really sorry that I couldn't come to see you cleanly. "

　Thank you for the reward from the book friends of the lord of the lord, thank you

　　
　
(End of this chapter)