Jamini could understand why Sirius was so happy.

Bati Crouch, currently the Director of the International Magic Cooperation Department, former Director of the Magic Law Enforcement Department, was sent directly to Azkaban by him.

Although there are reasons why Sirius himself doesn't want to come out, he will inevitably gloat when he sees this guy being sent in.

No, it would be better to say that he was so happy, his laughter never stopped...

After the Ministry of Magic left, Gemini and others returned to the tent.

"What will happen to Shining?"

As soon as everyone left the open space, Hermione couldn't help asking.

"I will live a good life, I will find an opportunity to buy her." Jamini whispered.

"How could they treat her like that!" Hermione said in an atmosphere: "Mr. Digory also called her a goblin... and Mr. Crouch, looking at his appearance, if it weren't for Jamini, he had just pushed all the responsibility on Shanshan!"

"Look, I'm better?" Jamini grinned.

"Hmm..." Hermione took Jamini's arm.

"Why are everyone so nervous about that skeleton?" Harry couldn't help asking.

"I'll explain to you after I get back to the tent." Mr. Weasley said anxiously a little worried about the others.

When they reached the edge of the woods, everyone encountered a large group of wizards. They gathered there with fear. When they saw everyone coming, many people hurriedly came forward.

"What's going on over there?"

"Who made the mark?"

"Arthur—can it be—him?"

"Of course it's not him." Mr. Weasley said impatiently: "I don't know who it is... Maybe it's just a group of drunk Death Eaters. The problem has been solved. OK, let it go. I want to go back to bed."

Everyone walked through the crowd and returned to the camp. The whole camp was now quiet, and there were no more masked wizards in chaos. Charlie poked his head out from behind a curtain of a tent.

"Dad, what's going on?" he asked in the dark: "Fred, George and Ginny are all back safely, but the others-"

"Everything is back," said Mr. Weasley, and everyone got into the tent.

The few of them looked safe, but Fred, George and Ginny looked a little shocked.

"Did you catch them, dad?" Bill asked incitely: "Those who make marks?"

"Well... no." Mr. Weasley glanced at Jamini awkwardly: "But everything has been resolved."

“Solved?”

"Those...the people who were marching... were killed by Jamini on the spot." Mr. Weasley's face was a little unnatural.

"But the person who created the mark was not caught. It was done by Barty Crouch, Jr. He picked up Harry's wand and changed it to the mark, then stuffed the wand to the elf and ran away."

"What?"

Everyone was surprised, whether it was about the death eater being killed by Jamini or about Batty Crouch Jr.

Mr. Weasley told them the whole story, and Percy looked very embarrassed.

The twins sat up in shock when they were dying and burned my calories.

They had enthusiastic smiles on their faces, and they embraced Percy's shoulders one left and one right.

"Ha, Mr. Crouch never rests!"

"Hey, Mr. Crouch is well-behaved!"

"I'm going to be someone like Mr. Crouch-"

"Then move into Azkaban!"

"What do you think? Weatherby (Crouch's name is wrong Percy's name)?" the two asked in unison, then laughed unceremoniously, Percy's face turned red with embarrassment.

The tent was filled with joyful air.

"Okay OK, can anyone explain what that skeleton is?" Ron said impatiently, "Why are everyone so fussy."

"That thing is a symbol of a mysterious man," Charlotte explained: "But it hasn't appeared for more than ten years. Every time the Death Eaters are making trouble, the party releases a dark mark in the sky."

"I haven't seen it for thirteen years, so people are naturally nervous. It's like seeing a mysterious man again." Mr. Weasley said softly.

"What's there to be afraid of?" Ron frowned: "I mean, it's just a shadow, right?"

Beside him, Harry looked puzzled.

"What fears is not itself, but what it brings. Imagine that when you get home, the Dark Mark is hovering over your house. What do you think you will see in the future?" Jamini opened a bottle of wine, crossed her legs and leaned against the sofa, and took a few sips.

Everyone fell silent, only Fred and George seemed to be distracted.

"What are you afraid of? Those guys have been killed by Jamie, aren't they?" Fred reminded.

Everyone was excited again.

"By the way, I haven't asked yet, how many have you killed?" Bill asked excitedly.

Jamini recalled: "It's probably more than three hundred people."

There was a long breath in the tent.

"If I remember correctly, this number is more than all the Death Eaters that the Ministry of Magic once caught..." Charlie calculated: "Oh my God, it's terrible..."

"Yes..." Mr. Weasley nodded. He felt that Jamini was a little too murderous, but he didn't say anything.

He is not the kind of foolish and kind person, and he believes in not killing or something. In fact, most people in the magic world are like this. Although they never kill people, they don’t think it’s not good to kill these black wizards.

Many people do not kill people more because of kindness, but when it is really time for crisis, they never mind killing a few Death Eaters, such as Mrs. Weasley, a kind-hearted fat woman who stormed Bellatrix on the spot when her daughter was in danger.

"By the way, what are the Death Eaters?" Harry asked.

"You really should read more books." Jamini waved his hand: "The Death Eater is Voldemort's followers, and after all, you are your enemies. You can understand it a little."

"This time the matter has come to an end." Jamini said lightly: "Batty Crouch stepped down, but the power he has under his command is quite large... Is Mr. Weasley interested?"

"Uh? Am I?" Mr. Weasley hesitated: "I'm actually pretty good now-"

"Dad!" Percy frowned, as if very dissatisfied with his father's uninspiring attitude: "Even for Ron and Ginny, you should work hard!"

If such a good thing could fall on Percy, he might be able to kneel down to Jamini on the spot...

"It's not the same thing, I like my current job, and Percy, who is not worthy of position, will only make things worse, and I'm not suitable for this," Mr. Weasley said seriously. "But if it's something else, maybe it's okay."

Percy pursed his lips, looking a little disappointed, but the others looked as if they were expected.

"So...Charlotte, I don't think you'd mind being a little busy?" Jaminie smiled gently.

"I'll listen to you."

"very good."
Chapter completed!