Chapter 198
As if he was incontinent, John shed tears at every turn.
Sometimes the emotions are a little more intense and tears flow down.
Xin Hao was on vacation and he didn't go out to meet anyone.
Only people in the Star Club know this.
Malfoy wanted to laugh but didn't dare. He was almost hurt from holding it in.
Daphne was in a good mood, and her whole body was filled with happiness.
Cutting the fruit into small pieces, she picked up a piece with her bare hands and handed it to John's mouth.
"Aww, Daphne, you are so good to me."
Damn empathy.
John wished he could lose this ability.
He was so moved that he hugged Daphne and started crying.
Daphne patted John's back gently as if comforting a child, with a smile as bright as a flower on her face.
"Okay, be good."
Patiently comforted, Daphne's happiness and joy became even brighter.
Malfoy found it very interesting. He quietly came over to see if he could stimulate John.
Seeing Malfoy's bad intentions, John punched him to sleep like a baby.
Fleur came to the Star Club and saw Malfoy lying motionless on the ground, and John was still holding Daphne and crying.
"...Shouldn't I come?" Fleur was deep in thought, but luckily Cedric also came later.
Both of them were shocked by John's current situation.
Trying to calm down, John's eyes turned red when he saw the two coming.
For the first time, Fleur felt that the word 'I feel pity for you' could be used by men.
Furong admitted that she was hurt by drinking and sex, so she stopped drinking from now on!
"I've found the clue."
Trying not to look at the pitiful John, Fleur coughed twice, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said to Cedric: "Do you want me to tell you a clue?"
Cedric smiled helplessly and said, "I know too."
Fleur's proud expression froze.
"Cedric was thinking about reminding you. Really, when he does this, I cry to death."
In fact, John did cry.
“The camaraderie is great.”
"Hey, don't cry."
Fleur tried to help, but Daphne glared back.
After a moment of confusion, John regained his composure.
He took a deep breath to adjust his mood, regained his composure and said, "Sorry, this is the sequelae of using too much magic last time."
"It will be fine after few days."
"Okay." It was hard to accept that John, who was usually a strategist, turned into a crybaby, and the two nodded with difficulty.
Heinrich returned and sat down silently.
John glanced at him, and Heinrich nodded calmly.
"Fleur, have you thought of your method?" John crossed his hands and put them on his chin.
Fleur glanced at Cedric fearfully and said, "I'm going to use the Bubble Charm, but I'm not very proficient in this magic."
"It seems that you and Cedric have the same idea." John nodded, "Maybe you should learn how to communicate with underwater creatures."
Cedric and Fleur were thoughtful, but this was something they had overlooked.
They forgot that in this treasure hunt game, there are also underwater creatures acting as NPCs.
John's reminder suddenly woke them up, and the two left to prepare their methods.
After they left, John continued to lie helpless.
He had already started refining the potion, and he needed something similar to a sedative.
Before the second semester, John finally restrained his powerful ability to empathize.
Daphne becomes unhappy, leaving John confused.
A group of owls flew into the auditorium.
One of the owls flew over with the Daily Prophet.
John picked up the newspaper and read it, and saw Hagrid's name in the small report.
"Magizoologist, if Hagrid sees this name, he will wake up with a smile."
Smiling, John could see Rita's strong desire to survive through this newspaper.
It must have been braided after a few strands of hair were braided. It said that Hagrid was loved by the school and was Harry the Savior's favorite professor. He liked to pursue exciting teaching methods.
He also introduced Hagrid's masterpiece, the Blast-Ended Skrewt, claiming that it was a milestone in magical zoology.
"Exaggerated."
Turning the newspaper to the next page, the column about the Triwizard Tournament was still reporting.
It has set off a betting craze in the local magic world. Whether it is a young wizard or an old wizard, they will all bet on a few Sicor or Galleons.
Although there is not much money to bet, everyone wants to see if they can make a fortune.
There are also people in foreign countries who make bets, and the money adds up to a lot, which is no less than the World Cup.
John calculated that if he continued, he might be able to earn more money than in the World Cup.
Krum's World Cup excellence plus savior Harry Potter.
This made the Triwizard Tournament very popular.
Of course, it must be well run.
The overwhelming propaganda of the "Daily Prophet" makes it difficult not to know even if you want to.
Now the ranking of favorites to win the championship has changed. Klum, who was originally ranked first, became third, and Cedric moved to second.
Harry, who was originally second, became first.
"If it weren't for Klum's huge fan base, I'd probably be No. 4 right now."
John shook his head, Fleur just suffered an unknown loss.
Moreover, Cedric received the highest score, but was even beaten by Harry in the newspaper.
By the way, can the first project use Firebolt?
What about relying on the wand in your hand as promised?
I feel like this game is a bit of a trick on honest people.
I don’t know if this counts as taking advantage of a loophole.
John thought as he saw a flash of black owl drop the envelope.
Picking up the envelope calmly, John wouldn't open it until evening.
There was Care of Magical Beasts today, and Hagrid grinned the whole time.
Looking at the Blast-Ended Skrewt, John suspected that he only saw the praise and completely missed Rita's little criticism that he was taking classes in a dangerous way.
At the end of the day, John opened the envelope and took a quick look.
His expression soon darkened.
"He was attacked and no one has been arrested yet."
He stared at the handwriting on the letter, which was sent from Silverhand Manor.
Someone tried to attack the manor guards and was driven away.
The fact that the other party was able to find the Silver Hand Manor meant that it was definitely not simple.
"Is it Voldemort?"
Thinking of this possibility, John was not sure. If it was Voldemort, he shouldn't be beaten away.
Little Barty was imprisoned in Silverhand Manor, and it was likely that Death Eaters came to the door.
"I've cut off his Dark Mark, and he's still able to come to his door. It's not easy."
He had underestimated that it was the Death Eaters who had caused trouble.
After Voldemort's fall, most of the Death Eaters were captured and sent to Azkaban.
But most of them are just trash, and those like the Lestrange family are the real elites.
In addition to them, there are still some Death Eaters on the run, waiting for Voldemort to return.
"The Death Eaters were able to discover Barty Jr. at the manor, which means there may be a rebellion within."
John's eyes turned cold, and the Silverhand Manor cast a spell. It was basically impossible for anyone except the security team to enter.
There was an internal rebellion, which suddenly alerted him.
He immediately wrote to Tang Mi, and John asked him to investigate the matter thoroughly.
If the security team rebels, it will be very dangerous.
Naturally, Tang Mi could not be asked to investigate directly, so John asked Tang Mi to find a trustworthy person to lurk in the Silverhand Manor security team.
The next day, Tang Mi replied.
He promised to clean up the security team, and he found a person who was best at disguise to join the security team.
Let John feel at ease.
John sent a ring to Tang Mi. Wearing this ring can temporarily close the prison on little Barty.
Once taken off, it means that little Barty will trigger the confinement left by John.
Little Barty was secretly transferred to another prison.
…
Ludo has been detained for more than ten days.
During this time, he had no one to talk to except for one meal that showed up every day.
It was driving him crazy.
This day he woke up and found that there was one more person.
He was ecstatic, but the man looked familiar, but he didn't care at all.
A big face came closer.
Little Barty opened his eyes and saw that big face.
Without any hesitation, he punched him directly.
Ludo beat him up, and he got angry and punched him back.
The two of them were going back and forth, and Lu Duo couldn't figure out why a man with one missing hand could fight so fiercely.
In the end, he shrank to one side, as scared as a little daughter-in-law who had been bullied.
Little Barty's eyes were dim and unclear, and he couldn't understand why he appeared here.
At the same time, Lippi Korbel, who was smoking a cigarette, was already mingling with the security team.
As an old Auror, Lippi's strongest point is not magic, but his temperament that can get along with anyone.
…
