Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite NextPage

Chapter 37 The Death of Wormtail(1/2)

"Buzz——"

The alchemy tool in Goblin Boss's hand finally showed some reaction.

A ray of light emerged from the panel along with a hum, and finally turned into a projection of a beast-faced mask.

"Bos, what's the matter?"

"I just saw in the Daily Prophet that the foundation was destroyed? What the hell is going on?!"

Goblin Boss said almost growling.

"Don't be nervous, Boss." The beast-faced mask said, "It's just some minor problems, there won't be any..."

Goblin Boss interrupted:

"I am also one of the shareholders of the foundation, although my proportion is very small. But I think I should also have the right to know the truth, right?!"

The beast-faced mask was silent for a while, and then said:

"Well, in fact...it was just John Shafiq who led his men to attack the foundation."

"ha--"

Goblin Boss sneered, "Do you want to take a closer look at what nonsense you are talking about? Can John Shafik alone do such a thing? What do Gringotts and the Ministry of Magic do? They are responsible for the security of the foundation.

What's going on with the fairies of our own race at work? And that dark mark..."

"We are already holding Gringotts and the Ministry of Magic accountable." Beast Face Mask said, "As for the Dark Mark... Indeed, judging from the current situation, John Shafik and Michael Shafik are very

It is possible that he has joined the Death Eaters."

Hearing this, Fairy Bosch's face suddenly darkened.

Voldemort and his Death Eaters.

Goblin Boss, or the entire goblin group, has a deep impression on them.

Because when Voldemort was at his peak more than ten years ago, the scale of their massacre of goblins in the country was far greater than that of wizards.

At that time, almost two-thirds of the fairies in the entire country of Yu were slaughtered.

This directly caused the country's originally prosperous goblin power to be crippled, so that now, with the help of external support, it has restarted its plan to erode the magic world.

And now, this guy is back again.

I don’t know how many goblins will die this time.

Of course, Goblin Boss doesn't really care whether other goblins die or not.

The most important thing is that many goblins, including him, have invested a large amount of money in this plan to erode the magic world of the country.

If Voldemort were born, everything would be messed up.

Then isn’t all their investment wasted?

"Don't worry, Boss." Beast Face Mask comforted, "The foundation is already being rebuilt. This time we will set it up directly in Gringotts and set up a floo network channel directly connected to the Ministry of Magic.

It'll be fine for sure.

As for John Shafiq and Voldemort, you don't have to worry about them.

There are no permanent friends, only eternal interests.

I believe that Voldemort should think so too."

Hearing this, Fairy Boss was stunned for a moment, and then said excitedly:

"You mean..."

"Shh-"

The beast-faced mask interrupted, "Don't say anything, you just need to wait and see the results."

"Then I'll be waiting for your good news." Goblin Boss laughed, "By the way, the "Goblin Protection Class" plan has failed, and I have been expelled from Hogwarts."

"What? What did you say..."

"Don't talk to me in such a tone!" Goblin Boss said, "The reason why I was expelled was because you didn't do things well. I was implicated by you!"

The beast-faced mask was a little confused.

He seemed to be shocked by Goblin Boss's shamelessness.

But Goblin Boss still cursed:

"I originally planned to go to Hogwarts to be a professor, so that I could abuse the wizard children there! As a result, I was expelled without even getting a full professorship! This is all your fault!

Okay, I don’t remember the faults of villains, so I won’t hold you accountable.

But now, I feel very unhappy and want to go back to France.

You'd better pay out the first tranche of dividends as soon as possible, otherwise don't blame me for speaking ill of you to the board of directors!"

After saying that, Goblin Boss didn't even wait for the animal-faced mask on the other side to respond, and directly broke off the contact.

After scolding him, Goblin Boss seemed to be in a good mood.

He chuckled and took out a pen from his coat pocket, and was about to remove the cap.

However, at the next moment.

But there was an inaudible sound of breaking wind coming to Fairy Bosch's ears.

"laugh--"

As blood spattered, Goblin Boss's head, still with a look of confusion on his face, fell to the ground.

Snape lifted the [Disillusionment Curse] on his body, took out a bottle of gray-black potion, and poured it on the body of Goblin Boss.

As white smoke filled the air, the corpse was corroded at an extremely fast speed.

Snape then began to use magic and potions to remove the blood stains and other traces caused by the activities of Goblin Boss.

This whole set of movements is very smooth and skillful.

You know, Snape was also a Death Eater before.

And they are still the most elite and the most valued by Voldemort.

Murder, arson, etc. are too simple and too normal for him.

Many times, this kind of thing couldn't even stir up the slightest disturbance in his heart.

But this time, the situation is obviously different.

After everything was taken care of, a look of solemnity appeared on Snape's face.

Goblin Boss is definitely going to die.

What Snape valued most was John and Michelle.

Especially now that John has left Hogwarts, Snape, like Draco, believes it is his responsibility to protect Michelle.

However, Goblin Boss intends to attack Michelle directly.

This was something Snape would absolutely not tolerate.

However, from the messages that Goblin Boss had previously exchanged with his companions, Snape felt that he seemed to know some very important information.

"call--"

Snape let out a long sigh.

He raised his head, stared at the dark clouds in the sky, and murmured with a complicated expression:

"Maybe...it's time to go find John."



at the same time.

Twelve Grimmauld Place.

"Crack, crack, crack—"

The fire in the fireplace is burning brightly.

John, Bella and others sitting in the soft chairs around it were silent, staring at the panicked werewolf Fenrir Greyback in front of them with different expressions.

After a long time, John finally spoke:

"What did you just say? Say it again."

"Yes...yes." Greyback said tremblingly, "Wormtail is dead...in the basement, just discovered by my compatriots. Judging from the situation, it seems that he died because...the environment was too bad and his injuries worsened.

"

"Puff——"

Little Barty couldn't help laughing.

Immediately, Bella and the other Death Eaters couldn't help but start laughing.

For a moment, the entire living room was enveloped in sarcastic laughter with a strong sense of ridicule.
To be continued...
Prev Index    Favorite NextPage