Chapter 500 1 Everything is Lucius' Fault
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Qing Mo Da Xian
Friday,
A report in the "Magic World Daily" made card dealers all over the world blow up.
The wizard card actually has a flaw, and it's a very serious flaw.
As long as the deformation is played with too much, it will crumble into a pile of fine crumbs.
Although it is still a gold gem, it has lost its original value.
The merchants holding a large number of wizard cards panicked.
It is the Japanese batch that has the defect. What about the British and French models that have already been released, and the German, Italian, and Swiss models that will be released soon?
The three black swan wizard card houses were completely surrounded, and even the other three that had just chosen their addresses and hadn't started their renovations were no exception.
Lucius, who walked into Diagon Alley, backed away with a dark face.
The card merchants didn't make a fuss, they were all wizards who made a fortune by increasing their value.
When he returned to his estate, Parkinson, Crabbe, Gore, Flint, and Zabini were all there.
Franz Flint demanded aloud:
"Lucius, did you think about the present when you made your own claim! You must say it's a coincidence, right?
defect?It was clearly the work of the savages of the archipelago! "
"Frantz!" Argos Parkinson stopped him,
"It's still not sure if they did it, maybe it's just a problem with the factory."
"Nonsense!" old Flint stared away,
"Even if it's a factory problem, it's caused by this bastard who wants to speed up the plan!"
He wasn't a Death Eater, and neither was old Parkinson.
The only ones present who really understood why Lucius wanted to speed up his plan were Edgar Crabbe and Ganesh Goyle.
The two sons were beaten up by the little bastard of the Longbottom family a few days ago, and they were very annoyed after knowing the reason.
Now that old Flint was asking loudly, they couldn't say that they were speeding up their plan because they were afraid that Voldemort would return at any time.
It's getting hotter and hotter.
Lucretia Zabini noticed the aggrieved faces of the two,
"Lucius, are you hiding something with Edgar and Gannis?"
Old Flint stared wide-eyed, "Hey - a mere gossip is enough to scare you like this, your Malfoy family has fallen!"
Old Parkinson fell silent.
According to Lucius' character, he would not be so eager for quick success.
Now to speed up the layout of the global wizard card, it is clear that there is a crisis.
There is only one answer.
Lucius' cold eyes met Old Flint,
"Frantz, you know very well what will happen when he comes back.
We are all golden pigs waiting to be slaughtered, golden pigs that will be slaughtered if we fail to satisfy him. "
"That's your business!" Old Flint stood up, pointed at his nose and cursed:
"To kill is to kill you selfish bastard!
Me, Lucretia and Argos are different from you, why should we be afraid of that lingering guy! "
"Hey——" Lucius sneered, "Frantz, do you dare to say it again in front of him?"
Old Flint, now more angry than ever fearful, blurted out almost without thinking:
"What dare not!
I dare to point to his nose and say it again, do you dare to bring him in front of me! "...Old Crabbe and Old Goyle scrunched their necks.
This is not a question of dare, but a question of can.
Before Voldemort was found, the Ministry of Magic would definitely send them to Azkaban first.
Lucius had a gloomy face, "Since the matter has already happened, no amount of noise will help us."
"He's right." The anger in Madame Zabini's eyes was not directed at him,
"How much money I can make is not important to me, what matters is how to deal with Wayne and Gwent cards."
Old Parkinson shook his head helplessly, "Impossible, Lucretia.
It's not like you haven't seen the big battle when they opened, let alone the headmaster of the magic school, even the head of the Ministry of Magic was present in person. "
Lucius stood up abruptly from the sofa.
Mie Ashiya is the wife of the Minister of Magic of Japan, how could Takuma Ashiya support the wizard card.
No, he was fooled.
Without the identity of the Minister of Magic's wife, it would be impossible for him to trust that Yamamoto 99 who came to beg for food.
"We're in trouble."
Old Flint was so angry that he grabbed his collar, "How many things are you damned keeping from us!"
"The signature on that magic contract should be fake." Lucius pushed the pair of big hands away forcefully,
"That Yamamoto 99 has probably disappeared."
A suspect quickly formed in Madame Zabini's mind.
The only person who is most eager for something to happen to the wizard cards and sees their misfortune is Vincent who has been to Japan during the Christmas holiday.
She didn't believe it was a coincidence, it must have been a premeditated calculation.
"Please, Lucretia—" Old Crabbe and Old Goyle didn't quite believe it,
"Those principals and ministers are just giving his teacher face, maybe even the idea of Gwent is his teacher's idea."
Old Flint calmed down, "So the person who caused us trouble was the teacher of that little bastard?"
"It must be so." Old Parkinson looked at Lucius who was straightening his collar,
"The Philosopher's Stone was destroyed by him, and it is no longer possible to make the elixir of life.
He wanted to pave the way for his precious apprentice before he died. "
"Impossible." Mrs. Zabini said the shocking news:
"My fiancé told me that Nicole Flamel died last year and that the funeral was held in secret in July."
Her future eighth husband is the director of the International Magic Cooperation Office of the French Ministry of Magic and knows a lot of confidential information about the world's magic world.
"Maybe it's a smoke bomb."
"The big figures from the magic governments of all countries are present." Mrs. Zabini's eyes became brighter and brighter,
"Le Goff's message is absolutely true, Wayne was the headmaster and ministers who met at the funeral."
Old Parkinson still couldn't believe it, "Lucretia, how can you be sure that your fiancé is not lying?"
Mrs. Zabini didn't explain anything, but adjusted her sitting posture slightly.
Facing such a sexy stunner, all the big men present couldn't help being teased.
Lucius felt a faint chill down his spine.
This is his manor, and Narcissa might be watching him from the room.
"Ahem——Wayne is just a pawn, and it can only be Dumbledore who sets the game for us behind the scenes."
They more or less know the grievances between the two.
Ever since the Malfoy family became the directors of Hogwarts, the two have been at odds with each other for many years.
The match ended with Lucius losing his seat on the board and never being able to get back in again.
They have already won a big victory, but they still want to kill them all.
"Bastard!" said old Flint, his anger rising again.
"After all, it's still the trouble you caused!
Want us to fix it for you?
I tell you, no way! "
Lucius, who was wronged, did not shirk his responsibility.
With grace and deliberation he smoothed out the folds of his coat,
"Frantz, we still don't know whether it was the factory or that Yamamoto who did it.
But Dumbledore's ultimate goal must be to turn us into street rats that everyone shouts and beats.
We can only complete the plan as soon as possible and harvest the wealth that we can harvest now. "
……
……
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Qingmo Daxian reminds you: remember to collect after reading
A report in the "Magic World Daily" made card dealers all over the world blow up.
The wizard card actually has a flaw, and it's a very serious flaw.
As long as the deformation is played with too much, it will crumble into a pile of fine crumbs.
Although it is still a gold gem, it has lost its original value.
The merchants holding a large number of wizard cards panicked.
It is the Japanese batch that has the defect. What about the British and French models that have already been released, and the German, Italian, and Swiss models that will be released soon?
The three black swan wizard card houses were completely surrounded, and even the other three that had just chosen their addresses and hadn't started their renovations were no exception.
Lucius, who walked into Diagon Alley, backed away with a dark face.
The card merchants didn't make a fuss, they were all wizards who made a fortune by increasing their value.
When he returned to his estate, Parkinson, Crabbe, Gore, Flint, and Zabini were all there.
Franz Flint demanded aloud:
"Lucius, did you think about the present when you made your own claim! You must say it's a coincidence, right?
defect?It was clearly the work of the savages of the archipelago! "
"Frantz!" Argos Parkinson stopped him,
"It's still not sure if they did it, maybe it's just a problem with the factory."
"Nonsense!" old Flint stared away,
"Even if it's a factory problem, it's caused by this bastard who wants to speed up the plan!"
He wasn't a Death Eater, and neither was old Parkinson.
The only ones present who really understood why Lucius wanted to speed up his plan were Edgar Crabbe and Ganesh Goyle.
The two sons were beaten up by the little bastard of the Longbottom family a few days ago, and they were very annoyed after knowing the reason.
Now that old Flint was asking loudly, they couldn't say that they were speeding up their plan because they were afraid that Voldemort would return at any time.
It's getting hotter and hotter.
Lucretia Zabini noticed the aggrieved faces of the two,
"Lucius, are you hiding something with Edgar and Gannis?"
Old Flint stared wide-eyed, "Hey - a mere gossip is enough to scare you like this, your Malfoy family has fallen!"
Old Parkinson fell silent.
According to Lucius' character, he would not be so eager for quick success.
Now to speed up the layout of the global wizard card, it is clear that there is a crisis.
There is only one answer.
Lucius' cold eyes met Old Flint,
"Frantz, you know very well what will happen when he comes back.
We are all golden pigs waiting to be slaughtered, golden pigs that will be slaughtered if we fail to satisfy him. "
"That's your business!" Old Flint stood up, pointed at his nose and cursed:
"To kill is to kill you selfish bastard!
Me, Lucretia and Argos are different from you, why should we be afraid of that lingering guy! "
"Hey——" Lucius sneered, "Frantz, do you dare to say it again in front of him?"
Old Flint, now more angry than ever fearful, blurted out almost without thinking:
"What dare not!
I dare to point to his nose and say it again, do you dare to bring him in front of me! "...Old Crabbe and Old Goyle scrunched their necks.
This is not a question of dare, but a question of can.
Before Voldemort was found, the Ministry of Magic would definitely send them to Azkaban first.
Lucius had a gloomy face, "Since the matter has already happened, no amount of noise will help us."
"He's right." The anger in Madame Zabini's eyes was not directed at him,
"How much money I can make is not important to me, what matters is how to deal with Wayne and Gwent cards."
Old Parkinson shook his head helplessly, "Impossible, Lucretia.
It's not like you haven't seen the big battle when they opened, let alone the headmaster of the magic school, even the head of the Ministry of Magic was present in person. "
Lucius stood up abruptly from the sofa.
Mie Ashiya is the wife of the Minister of Magic of Japan, how could Takuma Ashiya support the wizard card.
No, he was fooled.
Without the identity of the Minister of Magic's wife, it would be impossible for him to trust that Yamamoto 99 who came to beg for food.
"We're in trouble."
Old Flint was so angry that he grabbed his collar, "How many things are you damned keeping from us!"
"The signature on that magic contract should be fake." Lucius pushed the pair of big hands away forcefully,
"That Yamamoto 99 has probably disappeared."
A suspect quickly formed in Madame Zabini's mind.
The only person who is most eager for something to happen to the wizard cards and sees their misfortune is Vincent who has been to Japan during the Christmas holiday.
She didn't believe it was a coincidence, it must have been a premeditated calculation.
"Please, Lucretia—" Old Crabbe and Old Goyle didn't quite believe it,
"Those principals and ministers are just giving his teacher face, maybe even the idea of Gwent is his teacher's idea."
Old Flint calmed down, "So the person who caused us trouble was the teacher of that little bastard?"
"It must be so." Old Parkinson looked at Lucius who was straightening his collar,
"The Philosopher's Stone was destroyed by him, and it is no longer possible to make the elixir of life.
He wanted to pave the way for his precious apprentice before he died. "
"Impossible." Mrs. Zabini said the shocking news:
"My fiancé told me that Nicole Flamel died last year and that the funeral was held in secret in July."
Her future eighth husband is the director of the International Magic Cooperation Office of the French Ministry of Magic and knows a lot of confidential information about the world's magic world.
"Maybe it's a smoke bomb."
"The big figures from the magic governments of all countries are present." Mrs. Zabini's eyes became brighter and brighter,
"Le Goff's message is absolutely true, Wayne was the headmaster and ministers who met at the funeral."
Old Parkinson still couldn't believe it, "Lucretia, how can you be sure that your fiancé is not lying?"
Mrs. Zabini didn't explain anything, but adjusted her sitting posture slightly.
Facing such a sexy stunner, all the big men present couldn't help being teased.
Lucius felt a faint chill down his spine.
This is his manor, and Narcissa might be watching him from the room.
"Ahem——Wayne is just a pawn, and it can only be Dumbledore who sets the game for us behind the scenes."
They more or less know the grievances between the two.
Ever since the Malfoy family became the directors of Hogwarts, the two have been at odds with each other for many years.
The match ended with Lucius losing his seat on the board and never being able to get back in again.
They have already won a big victory, but they still want to kill them all.
"Bastard!" said old Flint, his anger rising again.
"After all, it's still the trouble you caused!
Want us to fix it for you?
I tell you, no way! "
Lucius, who was wronged, did not shirk his responsibility.
With grace and deliberation he smoothed out the folds of his coat,
"Frantz, we still don't know whether it was the factory or that Yamamoto who did it.
But Dumbledore's ultimate goal must be to turn us into street rats that everyone shouts and beats.
We can only complete the plan as soon as possible and harvest the wealth that we can harvest now. "
……
……
.
Qingmo Daxian reminds you: remember to collect after reading
