At this moment, the newspaper that had been trembling for a while suddenly opened, and a huge net enveloped it from behind.

James cast a defensive spell to block the attack for Sirius. He took a quick step back, and the huge net directly covered the three members of the Lestrange family.

The huge net was like a living creature, and the dark green network cable was tightened suddenly. The three people who had no time to react were **** instantly, and the wands in their hands fell to the ground uncontrollably.

The giant net was still tightening crazily, and there was even the sound of bones rubbing. Rodolphus Lestrange, who was bound in the innermost part, had rolled his eyes and seemed to be dying.

Sirius whistled, then waved his wand and unleashed a fire spell. The giant net receded from the flame-soaked beach like ebbing sea water.

The other guard members quickly stepped forward and bound the three people who had lost their ability to resist with a spell, and then added a restrictive spell.

James put away the huge net that had turned back into a newspaper, weighed it in his hand, and said with a smile: "The magic props handed out are quite useful, there must be a master of herbalism in the headquarters, who can transform the devil vine like this wizards are rare."

Sirius grabbed Rodolphus's robe collar and wiped his wand: "It's really good for sneak attack, but it's a pity that the activation time is too slow, and the devil vine's habit of being afraid of fire has not been improved."

"It's enough... that's enough, let's take someone back."

The other team members apparated away with the three members of the Lestrange family who were bound, and James, who was at the back, turned his head and glanced at his friend: "In the news given, your hall Sister doesn't seem to need to be arrested yet?"

Sirius spread his hands indifferently: "She resisted arrest by herself, and according to my understanding of her, if she really did not break the law, she would not resist so fiercely. Go back and dig, maybe there is something hidden .”

"Well. By the way, I brought you closer to work in the office, and now I have arrested your cousin. I'm afraid Regulus will come to you?" James frowned slightly, seeing the attitude in the words, He also seems to have a certain friendship with Regulus.

Sirius tugged at the neckline a little irritably: "Since I promised to help you, I don't have to consider what other people think. Besides, no matter what I do, I'm already a disgrace to the Black family—ha, I'm proud of it .”

James shook his head: "Regulus is just trapped in the shackles set by your parents, you and I both know that he, he is actually a bit weak, he is not as brave as you to fight - but he is still kind in nature of."

Sirius waved his hand impatiently: "My stupid parents are crazy obsessed with pure blood, they gave birth to a freak like me, of course they have to brainwash another son - that guy Regulus believes in the nobility of pure blood, He... he compromises too easily."

"Hey man, listen, I think you two brothers could have a good talk..."

Sirius interrupted James with an uneasy expression: "Dude, I have you, Lupine, and Peter—Harry and Daisy are also my pride, and that's enough."

James glanced at Sirius, who was frowning, and he finally shrugged: "But I can't marry you-hey, man, don't look at me like that, your godson is already in his second year at Hogwarts, and You just found a decent job."

"Go to hell, my uncle left me enough to squander my entire life—if it wasn't for helping you, do you think I would give up red wine and wizard chess?"

"Please, I am also a well-known rich second generation, but I still go to work."

"That's because Lily didn't want you to eat and die, and becoming an Auror at that time might help Daisy's condition."

"I don't deny that. If it wasn't for Daisy's illness, I might be on the national Quidditch team now."

"If you said you were regretting it, I'd punch your nose right now."

"You'll never get that chance, buddy..."

…

The arrest of the three core members of the famous British pure-blood family Lestrange has become big news in the wizarding world recently.

You know, unless the crime is really heinous, it is impossible for a family like Lestrange, who is rich and powerful and has always maintained a pure bloodline, to be questioned by Qiuhou—although the arrest of these three people is in the name of torturing and killing many assailants within a few years. Melon, but realistically speaking, Garen from a pure blood family can solve this kind of trouble.

According to the public statement of James Potter, the UK office of the Wizards United Guard, although the three have always refused to plead guilty, the evidence is quite sufficient, and it is even possible to dig out more and longer cruel cases.

After being imprisoned by the British Ministry of Magic for a week, the three members of the Lestrange family were collectively transferred to the headquarters of the United Wizards Guard. After collecting evidence, they will also be punished by the International Federation of Wizards.

…

Nurmengard Castle, Hogwarts Common Room.

"Sean, did you go to rest so early today?" Hermione closed the pages of the book, and looked at Sean who got up and walked back a little strangely.

"Today's stew is too delicious. If you eat too much, you will easily feel sleepy." Sean rubbed his eye sockets and replied lazily.

"Okay, then you should rest early."

"Well, you guys go to bed early too, good night." Showing a gentle smile to Hermione and Daisy, Sean turned and returned to the dormitory.

He locked the door with his backhand, and after he waited for a while, the Dark Mark on his left arm became slightly warm, and a slightly distorted voice accompanied by a blurred vision came to Sean's mind.

"Master." Bella's voice sounded respectfully.

Sean's gentle smile towards the two girls had long since disappeared. He put on a haughty tone that has become more and more proficient recently, and said softly: "Bella, thank you for your hard work."

"No, it's my honor, Master." Bella was lying in a prison cell, she turned sideways inside, and pressed her hand on her Dark Mark.

Sean could see a blurred vision of the other person's environment. It was a small cell, but there didn't seem to be strict guards around the cell.

"Master," Bella said, "as you expected, they couldn't find any more evidence of my crime, so I was just locked in an ordinary cell, and Rodolphus and the others seemed to be sent to a stricter prison , I haven’t seen them since I came here.”

"Well, I see. Bella, you haven't forgotten what I told you?"

"Yes, master, after you explained it, I immediately looked up all the information on the recently arrested wizards, and I firmly remembered it in my mind."

Sean nodded in satisfaction: "Go ahead."

"Yes, master." Bella paused for a moment, and then described what she saw and heard in detail after sorting out her words.

"The floor I'm in should be an ordinary prison. There are only four guardian wizards at night, and the guards are not strong. At the same time, the prison here, at least the one I am in, is not well-prepared, except There are no other defenses outside of the anti-apparition and Arcatraz silver cages, not even a single dementor here."

"All the dispatched dementors went to the next floor, and before they separated, Rodolphus and the others were put on shackles made of special materials."

"As for the people you asked me to observe, I found most of them in this layer..."

"First of all, Jobs Aiken, old Aiken's uncle. In the announcement of the French Ministry of Magic, he was arrested for participating in a black magic party many years ago. It is said that the members of the black magic party betrayed him. He. According to the regulations of the French Ministry of Magic, this is not a particularly serious illegal act. When I came in, I saw the old guy in the leftmost cell on this floor. He looked abnormal, neither as neurotic as a dark wizard Behavior, without the panic of a prisoner about to be tried, he behaved very calmly."

"The second is a pure-blood wizard in Bulgaria, Karel Levi. He should have committed murder, but he was also imprisoned on this floor..."

"My next door is a guy from Italy..."

Bella described to Sean in detail everything she had seen and heard since she entered the prison, and even the living conditions of the prisoners were not left behind.

After listening, Sean narrowed his eyes slightly - as he guessed, there are quite a few pure-blood wizards, especially the first group of people who were arrested. These wizards were not imprisoned in the heavily guarded next floor, and as prisoners, they were all too calm, as if they knew that they would not encounter any major trouble...

It seems that the United Wizards Guard has really reached a cooperation agreement with some pure-blood wizards.

"Master, this is all I observed today. Please forgive me. I have been here for too short a time, and I haven't seen any more useful news." Bella said.

"Well, good job, keep up the good work—well, by the way, did they see your Dark Mark when they came in?"

Bella immediately said: "As you expected, they checked my left arm, but before the guards came to the door that day, I had hidden the mark according to the spell you taught me-but Rodolphus and the others should The markers have been seen."

Sean nodded: "You did a good job, keep hiding. By the way, you can chat with the people around you. Ha, if I guess correctly, your roommate will come to chat with you the next day."

"Master, how should I deal with it?"

"Just chat casually, about our organization - the other party should make insinuations, remember, no matter what the other party promises you, never reveal your identity."

"I see, Master."

After cutting off the contact, Sean got up from the bed and walked to the window. He narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the moonlight shining from the window.

Up to now, he is almost sure that there must be a connection between the United Wizards Guard and the French Association for the Protection of Wizards' Rights and Interests. It is very simple. If his identity has been exposed, then the other party must also know that Bella is a Death Eater. Know.

It seems to be deceiving, but the reason why he didn't let Bella expose himself is very simple. First of all, Bella's behavior of hiding her mark and keeping her mouth shut about the Death Eaters will give the other party a signal that she can't get in touch with Voldemort. Even the most careful people would relax their vigilance against Voldemort under such circumstances, and Bella might get more information.

Secondly, the Dark Mark of the Lestrange brothers can be seen at a glance, but Bella, who they clearly identify as a Death Eater, does not. There must be smart people who think that Bella has a special identity, and she is probably Voldemort's confidant. Some kind of hidden spell, in which case Bella wouldn't be in too much danger.

It's very simple. In the eyes of the other party, Sean—that is, Voldemort himself, he is also the head of a pure blood organization. This has a high probability of having something in common with the other party's goals, and the commonality means the possibility of cooperation. What's more, they can't confirm how much Voldemort's strength has recovered.

And the attitude of the other party has already shown this point—look, I know that these members of the Lestrange family are Death Eaters, but I didn't do anything to your confidants.

Sean sneered, the other party was giving a stick and a date. In the end, they still didn't think highly of Death Eaters—there was value in cooperation, but that was all.

But the actual situation is: From Sean's point of view, I don't care what you think of the Death Eaters. I just want to get more information, and I don't care what your attitude is.

Even if you wipe out all the Death Eaters, so what, I'll go back to my studies.

After all, my backers are Dumbledore and Grindelwald...

In front of the window sill, Sean's gaze froze for a moment, he raised his head suddenly, and an idea popped up in his mind.

Accountable...Wizard United Guards have been holding accountable...

No way, they are so brave...

Just in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows on the upper floors of another tower, two old men were leaning on the railing and watching the night scene outside the window.

"Ha—" Grindelwald narrowed his eyes and exhaled, "Tsk, tsk, times have changed, some people's poor guts will actually swell under the impetus of years..."

Dumbledore looked at each other seriously: "Gellert..."

Grindelwald cut him off with a hand outstretched, "Albus, let me guess—'the bigger picture matters,' is that what you meant to say?"

Dumbledore fell silent, his lips moved a few times, and he finally sighed.

"Albus~lightnovelpub.net~I haven't forgotten what you said to me," Grindelwald laughed wildly, "You tell me to quell the war and become a headmaster, and I will start to receive The shackles of wizarding society—I told you then, I figured it out, but for the sake of our great cause, I was willing to put up with the babble of those little bugs right in front of my eyes."

"That touched me very much," said Dumbledore.

Grindelwald laughed even more impudently: "It makes me so happy—Albus, can I finally say that?"

Dumbledore looked up at him, then looked out of the window, and said slowly, "No...you didn't owe me in the first place, it was just an accident."

Grindelwald slowly floated up, and he flew in front of Dumbledore's eyes, meeting his eyes.

"I'm glad I mean it—"

He laughed so loudly that he couldn't straighten up.

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