Hogwarts: Oops, I'm Voldemort - Chapter 205

c205 Grindelwald: You don’t know what I hate most is

Chapter 205 Grindelwald: Don’t you know what I hate most is Paris?

The red light is right at the center of the mouth.

Harry’s entire face was filled with disbelief. He couldn’t imagine how he could be attacked by Cassandra. Aren’t they in the same group? Aren’t they partners who can rely on each other?

He really didn’t know Cassandra at all, but what prompted Harry to trust each other was the common mark on their arms!

But he was betrayed!

He wanted to ask Cassandra why she did this, but he was unconscious and fell backwards.

Cassandra glanced at Harry coldly, and then walked up to the knocked down Rabastan. The Death Eater disguised as someone else had his eyes blurred at this moment, staring like a fish out of water and starved of oxygen. His eyes were open and his mouth was opening and closing, and he was spitting out blood.

More than a thousand people on the Quidditch pitch were watching this scene. No one dared to speak. Many people were covering their eyes in fear. McGonagall seemed to be going crazy.

“How dare she kill someone?!” Hermione screamed.

They were so well protected by Hogwarts that they never thought about how cruel the world was. What Cassandra did was a little hard for her to accept.

“How dare he?!”

“Harry Potter and that woman killed the Beauxbatons warriors together! They’re crazy!”

“The game must be stopped!”

“…”

The stands where the referees and senior officials from the Ministry of Magic of various countries were sitting were already in a quarrel. Cornelius Fudge was sweating all over. He could not imagine what would happen if this matter continued.

It may directly lead to a diplomatic breakdown between the British and French Ministry of Magic!

Although the competition itself is very dangerous, and there have been many casualties in history, there has never been a time when a warrior took the initiative to kill another warrior!

Harry and Cassandra seemed to be caught in the center of the storm at this moment!

“Stop the game now!” Scrimgeour passed over Fudge, who was still panicking, and shouted seriously to several gentlemen serving as referees, of course, mainly to Babajide.

His hair like wet kelp stuck to his eyes, and his eyes subconsciously looked at Barty Crouch Jr. Contrary to his expectation, the “Ms. Maxim” who was supposed to be the angriest was silent at this moment. Sitting in her referee’s seat, there was no thought on her huge face.

“Once the competition starts, it cannot be ended.” Babajide said with some embarrassment.

Kassandra’s behavior is indeed bad, but if the game is terminated like this, the other warriors will be punished by the rules.

“Then Harry Potter and Cassandra Warley will be disqualified from the competition.” someone said.

Mag immediately felt surprisingly angry.

“This has nothing to do with Potter!”

Her thin body was trembling, but her eyes were as fierce as an old lion.

“Everyone can see that Harry Potter and that woman murdered the Beauxbatons warriors together. This was a deliberate murder, gentlemen!” The wizard who spoke looked at everyone excitedly. He was an international wizard. A member of the Federation, and happened to be a graduate of Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. At this moment, seeing the warrior of his school being murdered, he was naturally very emotional.

“Let me tell you,” Fudge said intermittently and cowardly, “This has nothing to do with Harry. You see, the murderer also attacked Harry. He was deceived…”

There was only one thing on Fudge’s mind, and that was to throw the blame immediately.

No matter what, Harry Potter represents Hogwarts and the British wizarding community, and he must not be allowed to become an accomplice.

Scrimgeour finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing what he said. When he first heard Fudge speak, he was worried that this idiot would do something bad. Fortunately, Fudge got it right.

The official from the International Confederation of Wizards who proposed the matter did not have much objection to Fudge’s explanation. They could clearly see the actions of Harry and Cassandra. In the end, Cassandra did attack Harry Potter, which was enough to let Harry off the hook.

“Then Ilvermorny will be disqualified from the competition!” He looked at the referee’s seat angrily.

Babajide looked troubled.

“I think we need to discuss it…”

“Perhaps we can suspend the game and rescue the Beauxbatons warrior?” Seeing that Harry was cleared of suspicion, McGonagall breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to worry about the Beauxbatons warrior. “I think he seems to be still alive.” Can we save it again?”

This is a fair suggestion.

However, at this moment, Cassandra in the picture raised her head and glanced at the magic drone as if she was aware of it, and showed a stunning smile.

Then, she pointed her wand at Rabastan, who had only one breath left, and her green lips like a poisonous snake opened slightly:

“The flames are blazing!”

In an instant, under everyone’s astonished gaze, Kassandra released flames and burned Rabastan to ashes as if she was burning a piece of hazardous garbage.

Mag felt as if his brain had been split open by something.

Umbridge was the first to break everyone’s silent and frightened silence. She screamed, making a grating voice: “She is a devil, as much a born bad as that Cyrus! How many more Do people remember that he was a wanted criminal before?”

No one remembered how to speak, she was the only one babbling.

“It’s best to disqualify Ilvermorny from the competition now! Just like a principal, there are like students! I really can’t imagine what else she will do! Didn’t you see her take one last look at the Golden Snitch? ? This is a provocation! Ilvermorny doesn’t care about Hogwarts, the Ministry of Magic, or even the International Federation of Wizards!”

After saying so many words in one breath, her fat body panted violently, which made her look more like a toad with a bloated belly.

“It’s hard to say whether Cyrus intentionally instigated her to do this.”

The severe accusations made Cyrus and Cassandra fall into a situation of ignoring them. Seeing that the effect was good, Umbridge pursed her lips and smiled coquettishly, and continued: “We’d better cancel Iraq.” Falmani’s game—”

She was interrupted before she finished speaking.

A long, smooth foot wearing high heels passed through the hem of the black lace skirt and kicked Umbridge hard on the chest, knocking Umbridge’s fat body to the ground!

Bella’s anger could no longer be suppressed. Although Cyrus possessed ancient magic, which allowed her to eliminate the dark magic over the years and the negative effects that Azkaban had on her, making her a lot more gentle, she The madness in your bones will not disappear so easily.

At this moment, she put one foot on Umbridge’s chest, bent over and glared at this ugly thing, and the bent wand almost pierced Umbridge’s eyes!

“What are you doing, Lady Bellatrix?” McGonagall shouted.

At this moment, the other wizards in the stands also subconsciously pulled out their wands. They surrounded Bella, and their wands were pointed at Bella like a gun.

“Put your wand down, Black!” said Scrimgeour forcefully.

He didn’t like Umbridge at all, but the vicious attack on Ilvermorny during the game was one thing, and now Bella’s sudden attack had clearly taken things to another level.

“You dare to kick me?” Umbridge glared at Bella angrily, “You dare to kick me!”

She, the dignified Deputy Minister of Magic, was trampled under her feet. What a humiliation!

“Shut up, you toad!” Bella looked at her coldly, “If you dare to say anything wrong about Cyrus again, I will teach you a lesson immediately! Don’t worry, I won’t let you die so quickly!”

“you!”

“Okay,” McGonagall quickly squeezed in to stop Umbridge from continuing to act stupidly and annoy Bella. She pulled Bella away from Umbridge, “I think we all need to be sensible.”

“Reason? How do you want me to be sane!” Umbridge was like a crazed shrew, “Her! Have you all forgotten what she is! A Death Eater! She has been imprisoned in Azkaban for twelve years! She! And that guy from Ilvermorny is a bad breed!”

She jumped up from the ground screaming, her throat seemed to be torn: “We have to give Beauxbatons an explanation, the competition must be stopped! Ilvermorny must be disqualified from the competition immediately! And the murderer and the two Send all wanted criminals to Azkaban!”

“Ta-ta-ta!” A crisp sound interrupted Umbridge.

Durmstrang Principal Vida, who had nothing to do with him from beginning to end, calmly reached out and knocked on the table.

“I think, why not ask Ms. Maxim for her opinion?” Vida said softly.

So all eyes turned to little Barty. Only now did they realize that “Maxim” was still sitting calmly on the chair. She seemed like an outsider.

Little Barty was struggling with being watched by so many people.

Kassandra killing Rabastan was hard for him to accept, but it wasn’t time to let Cyrus out yet. Throwing Cyrus’s name into the Goblet of Fire was a sign of the Dark Lord, but it was Harry Potter’s name that he dropped on his own initiative.

Under the current circumstances, even if Harry was eliminated, the people of Ilvermorny would not be disqualified from the competition.

What’s more, he has a ghost to begin with. If things get serious, even Rodolphus’s identity may be exposed.

With this breath, he could only grit his teeth and swallow it with blood.

“The game continues!” Barty Jr. said coldly.

“The Contest is not meant to be a children’s play. Beauxbatons’ warriors have long been prepared to sacrifice.”

Even the victim chose to forgive, and Umbridge had no choice even if she wanted to retaliate. She could only glare at Bella with annoyance and malice.

Bella regained her composure, and she didn’t care about Umbridge’s malice.

But yes, why bother with a person who is about to die?

She held her wand and returned to her position with small steps, a dangerous smile on her lips.

Return to the Forbidden Forest.

Cassandra couldn’t see what was happening on the field, but the reactions of those people were pretty much what she expected. It was definitely not that simple to kill someone, and she was actually ready to quit the competition.

This is why she knocked Harry out in the end. On the one hand, it was to teach the boy a lesson so that he should not be too naive. On the other hand, it was also a form of protection.

As for the trouble that killing Rabastan might cause to Cyrus, Cassandra was not worried. This operation itself was also tacitly approved by Cyrus, otherwise Cyrus would not have told Cassandra how to use the Dark Mark.

She, or rather Cyrus, had already guessed Barty Crouch Jr.’s reaction.

Lucius said that Voldemort wanted Cyrus to participate in the competition, so Barty didn’t dare to let Cyrus out early. Not only could he suffer this loss, but he also had to help protect Cyrus and Ilvermorny.

It was as if Cassandra thought she might lose the qualification to compete, but she didn’t expect that nothing happened at all.

The Dark Lord’s men were more cautious than expected.

“After the competition, those students will probably be afraid of me, right?” Cassandra laughed contemptuously, obviously not caring about the opinions of those little devils at all.

She was originally a venomous snake, did she need to listen to any words of praise?

——

Rodolphus went through several trips before he found Grindelwald.

At this moment, Grindelwald had separated from Dumbledore. He didn’t look like he was here to participate in the competition, but more like an old man taking a morning walk.

After being imprisoned in Nurmengard for fifty years, even walking in such a forest seemed to him to be a kind of enjoyment.

The humid mist in the air was the taste of freedom.

——Of course, except for the rotten smell of the Death Eaters.

“Are you coming out by yourself, or do you never have to come out?” Grindelwald stood in the woods, his eyes closed, as if he was feeling the breath of the cool morning. But without opening his eyes, he could feel everything around him.

Rodolphus walked out like a cunning wolf.

“Mr. Grindelwald.” He knew what kind of enemy he was facing, so he was very humble, “I’m here to cooperate with you.”

“Cooperation?” Grindelwald made a “puff” sound as if he heard a joke.

“You are from France,” he opened his eyes, and one of the completely different eyes emitted a silver-blue light, “Don’t you know that the place I hate most is Paris?”

Rodolphus: ? ? ?

“I think you misunderstood,” Rodolphus was stunned for a moment, and then immediately explained, “We work for the Dark Lord!”

“You?” Grindelwald repeated the word as if mocking.

Rodolphus was a little annoyed by his attitude, but he didn’t dare to conflict with Grindelwald, so he could only endure the humiliation silently.

“We have a common enemy, Dumbledore and Cyrus are in the same group. I know you are very strong, but both you and the Dark Lord need an ally.” Rodolphus said earnestly, “Fighting alone is not a good idea.”

“You make sense, Mr. Lestrange.” Grindelwald said mockingly, “But why don’t you do it yourself?”

“What?”

“I mean, your brother…” Grindelwald’s silver pupils seemed to reflect flames.

“If he stayed with you, he might not be so easy to kill.”