manynovel Chapter 217 You are all suspects
Chapter 217 You are all suspects
Harry took two steps and stood in front of Afro. In the chaos just now, his wand disappeared.
Now Harry had nothing to stop them except his body.
However, Afro stopped him from trying to protect himself.
The Death Eaters watched the two people's loving scene of protecting each other and laughed sarcastically.
To them, these were nothing more than powerless struggles before death.
“Drill…”
There was a flash of white light, and the Death Eater fell to the ground.
Avro calmly retracted his wand, stood beside Harry without any fear on his face, and looked coldly at the Death Eaters who were in disarray.
These people are just a mob, and they are not loyal to Voldemort. Like clowns, they desperately joined Voldemort when he was in power, and once he fell, they began to find ways to escape punishment.
Soon, they reacted and raised their wands to attack the outnumbered Aphrodite and Harry.
Harry clenched his fists nervously, and he pinched the corner of Afro's clothes so hard that his knuckles began to turn white.
The feeling of powerlessness swept over him again.
At this moment, an untimely sound of finger snapping was heard in the silent and depressing woods.
"Winky, you are not allowed to hurt Harry!" Winky was holding Harry's wand in her hand, and no one knew where she had picked it up.
A huge green skull pattern appeared in the starry night sky, and a python emerged from the skull's mouth.
There was a rustling sound coming from the bushes nearby, and the people who were confronting each other were startled.
However, the Death Eaters were even more cowardly than Avro and his friends, and they all disappeared with a bang.
Hermione and several Aurors from the Ministry of Magic struggled to get out of the bushes. When Hermione saw the two people who suddenly appeared, she screamed in panic.
"Merlin's Watermelon Orange! There are bad wizards everywhere, why are you here?"
Afro didn't have time to explain it to her in detail, because the officials from the Ministry of Magic had surrounded them, and their hostile look made her frown.
"What's going on?" Afro asked Hermione anxiously, "Did something happen?"
Hermione, who had just experienced a panic, had not yet completely calmed down, and her head was like a paste. "They are checking the wands..."
Before she could finish her words, a somewhat bald wizard came over. Although he was checking their wands as a routine matter, his tone was condescending, as if they were suspects.
"Sir, your wand?" Another wizard who was responsible for checking Harry's wand stood in front of him, ready to check.
Harry showed his empty hands to the Auror. The Auror naturally didn't believe that a wizard would lose his wand, so he wanted to take Harry away for further inspection.
Afro, who had confirmed that it was safe, walked over to stand between them and said, "The wand disappeared while dodging."
The Auror disagreed. He sneered, "That wizard would lose his wand? If you can't prove that he has nothing to do with this matter, then he is a participant in it!"
His loud voice attracted other staff members. The Aurors, who were exhausted and wanted to finish their work quickly, did not want to continue arguing with them. They just wanted to find a few people to deal with and get the job done to earn their salary.
They gradually surrounded them, trying to take Harry and his companions away.
"Stop!" a familiar voice shouted from behind the crowd, "Aphrodite, Harry - are you all right?"
Behind Arthur were Crouch and Bagman. Crouch looked very angry, his face as stern as a frozen board.
"Who of you did it?" he asked sternly, his gloomy eyes moving between the few people, as if he was determined that they had nothing to do with this matter.
Afro was almost amused by Crouch's attitude of crying thief.
If there were an Oscar in the wizarding world, she would vote for the Crouchs with both hands and feet!
A short wizard stepped forward, holding the struggling Winky. "Mr. Crouch, we found traces of magic on the wand held by this house-elf."
Bagman wiped his eyes and turned his head to look to the side. "This is not..."
"It's the Crouch family elf." Someone in the crowd said.
Afro, who was very close to Crouch, clearly felt his body stiffen for a moment.
But who would dare to doubt the selfless Mr. Crouch of the Ministry of Magic, who can even enforce the law impartially for his own son?
The situation suddenly became weird. The wizard who wanted to take the lead just now was sweating profusely, and his hand holding Shanshan was shaking.
"Well, I believe Mr. Crouch would not do that." A wizard who seemed to be in a very high position spoke first, and then there were voices of agreement from the crowd.
Another witch in a woolen robe standing next to Crouch whispered, "I don't think these children can do that either."
Then there is only one person left who can take the blame at the entire crime scene.