"I also said what you want to know, now, can I go... while there are not more ‘those guys’ out there?"

Karkaroff didn't seem to feel very good about being bumped into this incident by a man he didn't know each other suddenly-even just now, he was saved by Sirius.

However, now that he is wandering in Germany, he obviously does not want too many people to know.

"Oh, wait a minute, Mr. Karkaroff!" But Sirius didn't want to let him leave so soon. "Since you have mentioned the infighting at Brandt's house, why not A few more words? You know, many people outside are very interested in the changes here!"

"Then what do you want to know?"

Karkaroff frowned, seeing his restless look, as if he were a Muggle passenger waiting for a delayed flight in the airport terminal.

However, after asking such a question, he seemed to have realized something, hesitatingly looked at Sirius who was still leaning against the wall and said:

"Wait...Whose one are you? You are swaying near the front line at this time, and you are so concerned about Brandt's family affairs. Are you...Herbo's--"

"Hey!"

After hearing Karkaroff speculate about his identity, Sirius originally didn't want to bother. After all, as long as his identity is not arbitrarily exposed, then no matter what he asks, it is difficult for Karkaroff to assume his position, and he will not be too specific in answering.

But this guy tried to pull himself to Helbo's side as soon as he came up, which was a bit unbearable.

"Okay!" After staring at him angrily, Sirius waved his hand, "It's nothing to tell you, I'm from the Order of the Phoenix--you should know it?"

"Dumblely...no, McLean?"

When Karkaroff heard the words, his expression suddenly changed, as if his mood was a little subtle.

"Um... yes." Sirius paused for a while, and seemed to be distracted for a moment, but it was Sirius, and soon continued, "Anyway, Germany, the second battlefield, can't be left alone. At this stage where the disaster continues to expand, if you want to solve the problem as soon as possible, you have to start from Brandt’s house... Karkaroff, I don’t want to care about what you run out of Durmstrand, you love Where to flee? I just want to know what decision the Brandt family will make next, and...when will their rusty **** leave?"

In the end, Sirius's tone had become very bad. Because after witnessing the worse situation in Germany and the UK some time ago, he was already very disappointed with the so-called "big family" of the Brandt family.

"This..." Karkaroff shrugged and said, "I just said that the radicals and conservatives in Brandt's family are still deadlocked, so... you know, it must be there in the end. You will decide what to do if you win! The best I can tell you is that my "old friend" Edward's position as the head of the house may not be kept."

"I remember that Edward Brandt was as radical as the previous Patriarch... So, when the conservatives win, the Brandt family will withdraw from Germany?" Sirius thought for a while, thoughtfully. .

"Yes, so I left as early as possible, and didn't stay with Edward anymore." Karkaroff rubbed the handle of his cane against the somewhat itchy messy stubble, it didn't matter, "No matter what you choose, The Brandt’s family will definitely suffer a heavy loss this time... It's a pity that the few large dragon farms in the territory!"

Although he keeps saying that Edward Brandt is his "old friend", when it comes to the fact that the other party is very likely to lose in the fight for the master, Karkaroff is completely irrelevant. An unnerved attitude. It must be said that making friends with this guy is really bad for eight lifetimes.

Sirius looked at him, with a trace of contempt on his face obviously, he glanced at Karkaroff and said:

"Is that so? Okay, you can go! Where do you want to go! The farther away from the battlefield, the better."

"That's what I planned."

Kakarov naturally saw the unabashed contempt that Sirius revealed to him-he would certainly feel uncomfortable. But compared to this trivial contempt, to him, the living corpses wandering around were obviously more important to him.

"Oh! Wait a minute!" Seeing that Karkaroff was about to go out, Sirius suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly called out to him, "When you started talking about the infighting at Brandt's house, did you? Mentioned something like'someone from outside takes advantage of it'?"

"Ok?"

Karkarov's figure, who had reached the door, paused slightly.

"Yes? No, no...you must have heard it wrong."

Before he finished his words, Karkarov didn't stop, and quickly left from the iron fence gate where he had just entered. Sirius took two quick steps~lightnovelpub.net~ from the door, he glanced around, but he could still see the figure of that guy.

"Tsk."

Although if some methods were used, it might not be impossible to let the other party expose his body again, but at the moment, it is actually unnecessary. Sirius shook his head, and drew back into the door again. When he came out of the old apartment building again, he had already turned into the agile black dog.

"Someone interfered with the Brandt's family affairs, and it was another person that Karkaroff didn't want to say... Is it Mr. Blois who has never appeared this time?"

Sirius swiftly avoided the living corpse that might find him, while jogging to continue his previous journey, still thinking of the information that he had taken out of Karkaroff's mouth in his head.

Of course he would not believe the last words of Karkaroff, but no matter who the other party mentioned may be, the result is always "someone or a certain force" intending to promote the retreat of the Brandt family.

Obviously, this happens to be the change in form that Sirius is looking forward to.

In this second battlefield, which is already getting worse and worse, the Brandt family, the wizard family that was originally the number one resistance force in the region, has now gradually become a big obstacle-not the sooner you get out. it is good?

Of course, the more important thing is that Sirius’s most urgent goal is to meet Minerva McGonagall and other Hogwarts teachers and students.

"'Pure-blood family' is really rare. It seems that, except for the Blois house in France, all of them are really either crazy or stupid."

In the shadow, the black dog curled his mouth and said.