Chapter 596: Clash with the Search Team, Useless Threats and Intimidation (1/2)

Chapter 596 Conflict with the Search Team, Useless Threats and Intimidation

Without knocking, the door of the box was opened directly.

A Death Eater walked in swaggeringly, and the other two stayed in the aisle expressionlessly.

Neville wanted to say something, but when he saw who was coming, he gritted his teeth and swallowed his words.

If it was another Death Eater, he might not do anything to them, after all, they came to school to cooperate with the Ministry of Magic, but this guy had no scruples, and if he was unhappy, he could torture them to death in a minute.

"They are all acquaintances!" Barty Crouch Jr. swept his eyes over several people, "Luna Lovegood, Neville Longbottom, Ginny Weasley, all good friends of Harry Potter.

Who is this? Is he a new member of their group? Half-blood or Mudblood?"

"How rude." Aaron pouted.

"Don't get me wrong, I have nothing to do with them." Claire took Aaron's arm, "I am his fiancée, the second daughter of the Darwin family.

I am not a half-blood or Muggle. If you don't believe me, you can go and investigate, as long as you can afford the consequences."

"From the Darwin family?"

Little Barty narrowed his eyes and looked away.

He helped the Dark Lord to find a lot of information, and he also had some understanding of this unknown wizard family. Unlike Aaron Gaius, who had been expelled from the family, if he really offended this lady, it might shake the Dark Lord's rule.

"Are you healed?" Aaron teased, "The treatment level of St. Mungo's Magic Hospital is really good. It only took a year to completely heal."

"Haha! Thanks to you, but I still have some scars on my body that will never heal." Little Barty Crouch licked his lips with a smile, but there was a hint of cold murderous intent in his voice.

"It's my fault. I was a little more merciful at that time.

I should have used the Killing Curse directly, so you wouldn't be troubled."

"That's a pity!" Barty Crouch Jr. was smug, "The master has won. You don't have the chance to kill me even if you want to."

"There will be a chance later."

"Don't wait until later!" Barty Crouch Jr. put away his wand and raised his arms, "Right now, I'll stand here and not resist.

Kill me, kill me, kill me with the Killing Curse, do you dare?

You don't dare, once you do it, the contract between you and the master will take effect immediately, and I promise that the master will be fine Well, I'll treat you well. "

"Puff!"

Claire couldn't help laughing, "This is the first time you've been provoked like this since you were a child, can you bear it?"

"There's no need, just treat it as a clown's performance."

Little Barty's face twitched slightly, and he turned around and took a few wanted posters from the other two Death Eaters and slapped them on the table, "Harry Potter, the murderer of Dumbledore, a reward of 10,000 Galleons.

If anyone has news about him but doesn't report it in time, he will be sent to Azkaban."

"You..." Ginny stared at him angrily, one hand already holding the end of the wand.

"What's wrong with me?" Barty pretended to be innocent and pursed his lips. "This is issued by the Ministry of Magic. I just follow the rules. It's reasonable and legal."

"Don't tell me that you came here to provoke me?" Aaron asked speechlessly, "It's really boring."

"That's only one aspect. I mainly came to see who is on this train and who is needed, and to say hello to you.

You'd better stay in Hogwarts honestly. I will keep an eye on you."

Aaron rolled his eyes and complained silently in his heart.

It seems that you can keep an eye on me. Do you have that ability?

"I'm curious, how did Voldemort arrange you? You shouldn't need to check the train, right?"

"No, call the master's name." Barty quickly drew out his wand and pointed it at Aaron.

"Do you want to fight? I'll give you this chance."

"Ha!" Little Barty sneered and put away his wand, the anger on his face gradually faded, "I won't be fooled. If I fight, you will have a reason to fight back."

"Good to know." Aaron didn't care, "I really don't want to break the fragile balance now, but it doesn't mean that a defeated general like you can stand on my head."

"You won't be proud for long.

After the Dark Lord killed Harry Potter, it was your turn. As for you..." Little Barty looked at Neville and the other two, "The master is kind and has enough patience for pure blood.

As long as you are obedient, you will not be in any danger."

The three were silent. Although they wanted to stand up and resist immediately, they suppressed the urge to fight.

This is not admitting defeat, nor is it from the heart. It can be regarded as a kind of forbearance!

"Tsk!" Little Barty curled his lips in disdain, "You are curious about my position, right?

I don't have any position, but I command all the arrest teams."

"Oh!" Aaron suddenly realized, and there was more pity in his eyes, "External! After all, you resurrected Voldemort..."

"Don't say the master's name." Little Barty shouted, as if calling him by his name would insult Voldemort.

"Okay, okay, You-Know-Who!" Aaron said, "You are the hero who resurrected You-Know-Who, and he just transferred you away from the center of power."

"This means of sowing discord is really low-level, too low-level.

The master originally wanted me to be the director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, because my damn father was the boss of this department, and he believed that I could manage the largest organization under the Ministry of Magic.

But I refused, so it was Yaxley's turn.

Compared to working in the Ministry of Magic, I want to eliminate the unstable factors in the outside world for the master, such as Muggle-born wizards.

By the way, I remember that your girlfriend seems to be..."

Aaron's eyes turned cold, "Abe."

Hearing the master's voice, Abe immediately understood and jumped from Claire's arms to the table.

The red dragon flame surged to the throat, facing Barty's face

"Hey, wait, wait." Barty's face changed slightly, and he stepped back nervously, "Calm down, I just...

Fuck! There are so many obstacles!"

Boom!

An explosion sounded, and a figure slammed heavily on the wall of the carriage.

Many students heard the noise and carefully poked their heads out of the compartment. At least dozens of pairs of curious eyes looked over here.

"How dare you?" A Death Eater drew out his wand and pointed it at Aaron in astonishment, and another hurriedly helped Barty up.

"Put down the wand."

Barty wiped the blood from his nose.

The barrier spell was cast in a hurry. Although it blocked the flames, the strong impact still caused him some minor injuries.

"But..."

"I said, put it down.

If you give him a reason to attack, none of us three will be able to leave this train alive." Little Barty warned coldly, but his eyes flashed with excitement, "It seems that the mudblood is really important to you!"

"Go on!" Aaron said lightly, "Teach them a profound lesson."

Abe was stunned for a moment, then showed his fangs and sharp claws.

The next moment, a white shadow roared and rushed out of the door.

"Armor protection!" Little Barty immediately cast a protective spell on himself.

"Faint!" A Death Eater launched a counterattack and hit Abe with a Stunning Spell when his claws were about to hit him.

But it didn't work. Abe only took a few steps back and stopped his body, but the pain in his body also made him feel angry for the first time in a long time.

"Quickly imprison!" Another Death Eater's spell followed, and a hemp rope flew out of the wand and tied Abe up.

"Haha! I caught it."

"Really?" Aaron raised his eyebrows and uttered obscure syllables.

Abe's ears moved slightly, and excitement flashed across his harmless and cute face.

Then white wings grew from Abe's ribs, and its body expanded several times, and the ropes that bound it broke inch by inch.

Before the Death Eater recovered from his excitement, he saw a beast that was almost as tall as him staring at him.

Swish!

A white light flashed, a whistling sound sounded in his ears, and a dragon claw slapped his chest heavily.

Blood splattered, spider web-like cracks appeared on the wall of the carriage, and the Death Eater only had time to scream before he lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

"What the hell is this?" Another Death Eater was terrified and immediately raised his wand to release the evil curse.

Abe opened his mouth and spurted out a red dragon flame.

The hot flames collided with the light red magic power, suppressing it fiercely. The terrifying temperature made the Death Eaters retreat step by step, and they screamed miserably.

"What a waste."

Little Barty snorted coldly, and then threw a spell to change the trajectory of the dragon flame.

He was very dissatisfied with the performance of his two men. Although he couldn't beat this dragon, he wouldn't be defeated so quickly, and he didn't even have a chance to fight back.

Under the effect of the spell, the dragon flame tilted upward, avoiding the Death Eater's head, and opened a big hole in the top of the carriage.

"Hiss!"

Many students took a breath of cold air, and a lot of the cool breeze that got into the train was absorbed.

What did they see? A cute pet turned into a white dragon more than one meter long, and seriously injured a Death Eater.

It was incredible, just like a dream, but they all felt inexplicably excited in their hearts, especially the first-year students looked at Abe with a hint of respect, and quietly asked the senior students for Abe's information.

Anyone would feel uncomfortable being searched by Death Eaters on the first day of school, but the situation in the wizarding world forced them to submit. Now someone is taking the lead in the resistance, which is really refreshing.

"Abe, there is one left." Aaron reminded.

Abe turned his head to look at Barty Crouch Jr. and roared at him violently.

"Stop, I'm not here to fight with you." Little Batty shivered, and said in a cowardly manner, "Don't forget, according to the contract you can't attack me."

"So this is why you dare to provoke me?" Aaron looked at him contemptuously, "I can't attack you, but Abe is not me, it is not bound by the contract."

"I know, but this..."

"Not playing by the rules, right?

You provoked me first, and there is always a price to pay for jumping around on the edge of the rules.

I'm already generous enough, but why do you...test my bottom line?

You should be glad that this is on the train, and you should be even more glad that there are so many people on the train, otherwise it will burn you to the bone."

Little Batty was furious, but he didn't dare to get angry because there was a dragon staring at him.

"Haha! I got carried away. I can't beat your pet." Barty smiled and changed the subject, "But as you said, we can't fight in this place.

And it can't Apparate, so we can't stop it if we want to leave."

"Get lost!" Aaron said impatiently, "Stop getting in my way."

Barty winked at the Death Eater next to him, signaling him to help the seriously injured and unconscious subordinate up.

"Tsk! The injury is really serious! I guess he will have to stay in the hospital for half a month.

But it's worth it, at least I figured out your weakness, that mud..." Barty met Aaron's cold eyes and immediately changed his mind, "The Muggle-born Miss Granger will be given special attention by me, I promise you that."

Aaron remained silent, clenched his fists and slowly released them.

"I knew this day would come, so I made her a talisman in advance."

"Very foresighted, but her parents..." Little Barty patted his forehead and said with some regret: "I almost forgot that I took people to look for them.

But you seemed to have expected it, and I returned empty-handed."

Hearing this, Aaron's mouth twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but feel fortunate for his previous decision.

Jinns arranged all his guards to protect Hermione's parents, and that lineup could escape unscathed even if the Dark Lord himself came out.

"Mr. Gaius, you gave her the best protection.

But she is too stupid. If she is on this train, we really can't do anything to her, but she is not here.

I will catch her soon. It doesn't matter if I let her go once, because she will definitely make a second mistake." Little Barty said confidently, "Gryffindor is like this, isn't it?

I will wait for you next to the master at that time, waiting for your begging. I am so excited that I can't sleep when I think of such a scene in the future."

After the voice fell, Neville, Ginny, and Luna in the carriage looked at Aaron worriedly.

The three of them had nothing to do with this matter, but they could also feel a strong threat from Little Barty's words, and for some reason, they all felt that the probability of this happening was very high.

"Boring."

Claire rolled her eyes and turned to look at the scenery outside the window, as if she was not worried at all.

She knew Aaron too well. He would never relax Hermione's protection. Threats and intimidation were simply a joke.

Besides, Barty Jr. actually dared to threaten him in front of him. This would not only put him on Aaron's death list in advance, but also make him increase his protection for Hermione.

How stupid would he be to do this? Did his IQ drop after following the Dark Lord?

"Are you done?" Aaron asked indifferently.

"It's over, it's over."

"Then get out!"

"You..." Barty Jr. wanted to say a few more harsh words, but Aaron's look at him like a dead person made him tremble in his heart, "I wish you an unforgettable school year."