themonasnovels Chapter 507 Father, I Come To See You For The Last Time!
Chapter 507 Father, I Come To See You For The Last Time!
Chapter 507 Father, I Come To See You For The Last Time!
The night was dark and the rain was pouring.
The black figure crawled ashore from the canal like a ghost.
She had only taken a few steps in St. Mark's Square when five Aurors who were secretly guarding appeared in apparation.
They all raised their wands.
The woman was not afraid at all, she brushed the drops of water from her hair, and said loudly: "Tell Oberon Martell... just say the Goblet of Fire, I brought it!"
The Aurors looked at each other, and the five murmured a few words to each other, but they didn't want to leave.
In the end, it had to be rock-paper-scissors, and after seven rounds, the unlucky guy was decided and asked to notify the Secretary-General, Mr. Martel.
The other four continued to stay and "monitor" the witch, and by the way...admire that sky-defying long leg.
It's a pity that if you don't wear leather pants, you can wear shorts or skirts instead.
But to be honest, the witch in front of me is really tall.A full 1.8 meters five.In response to that sentence, the neck is full of legs.
Less than 5 minutes later, Secretary-General Martel walked over quickly. When he looked at the witch, his pupils shrank.
"You all leave," he ordered.
"But……"
"Don't worry about me, kid." Martell looked at the five Aurors. "I'm not old enough to need protection."
but……
They don't want to leave, just want to see the legs!
After the Auror reluctantly left, Piazza San Marco became quiet again.
Neither of them spoke.
The atmosphere is dignified, only the sound of the river can be heard.
After a while, Martell took the initiative and said, "Long time no see, Triene."
"Yes, Father!" Tyene gave a cold smile.
"What about things?"
"Huh? Are you so eager?" Tyene walked around the square twice.
"I thought...you were going to talk to me about the relationship between father and daughter."
"Bring back the Goblet of Fire you stole, and I will chatter with you naturally... Otherwise, I can only let the Auror chatter with you." Martell lowered his voice.
"Steal?" Triene leaned back, tilted her head, looked at her nominal father for the first time tonight, and said sarcastically:
"It's just the two of us here, and you still have to maintain that hypocrisy."
"Obviously you stole the Goblet of Fire, but I just walked in from your office at the right time."
Martel's eyes were dark, and he said calmly: "I took the Goblet of Fire to stop a monster.
That monster appeared 700 years ago and it flooded Sardinia.I just want to save Venice. "
"So, you're a good person?" Tyene seemed to hear something interesting, and burst out laughing.
"In order to stop it...you wake it up first?" Tyene sneered.
"This logic is also invincible. However, this is your usual method, isn't it?"
Martell looked over Tyene's shoulder and looked forward, silent. After a long pause, he gradually said indifferently:
"How many things do you really know?"
"I know...all of it." A smile curled up on Tyene's lips.
She didn't know everything at first, and she never understood the most critical question:
My own father, who is obviously about to die of old age, why did he make a scene of flooding Venice.
Even if he became the savior of Italy, he became the hero in the hearts of all wizards.
But at this age, what kind of storm can be caused?
Get a record for oldest Minister for Magic and shortest serving Minister?
But last night, the conversation between William, Hermione and Bagshot made it all clear to her.
That almost prophetic thing made her instantly understand Martell's true purpose.
He was going to find Santa Lucia's bones, prolong his life, and then become that... dragon slayer.
With this prestige bonus, the Italian Ministry of Magic is in his pocket.
"Why did you betray me, Tyene?!" Martell said with anger.
"I have trained you for so many years, not to make you fight against me."
"Betrayal? Can't talk about it." Tyene shook her head, "I just don't want you to continue to make mistakes, and I don't want the whole Venice to be buried with you."
"No, just give me the Goblet of Fire." Martel said firmly, "Venice will not be destroyed, I am the real dragon slayer."
"Of course." Tyene nodded, "I'm here to give you back the Goblet of Fire, but... I have a condition."
"You said, as long as I can do it, I can agree."
"Notify the Aurors to withdraw the arrest warrants for William and Hermione. Declare them innocent.
You put the blame on the two of them, don't you just want to find the scapegoat who stole the Goblet of Fire?
I am! "
Martell raised his right hand, straightened his frosty temples, and said with a low laugh: "It seems...you like them both?"
He leaned back slightly, as if he was in control of the situation again.He lazily said: "Of course I can agree, the newspaper tomorrow morning will clarify.
But... what about the Goblet of Fire? "
"I'll take you there," Tyene said.
"Why should I trust you?"
"You can only trust me, I hid the Goblet of Fire in a place you would never expect." Tyene said seriously.
"Don't even try to catch me and use Veritaserum."
She raised her arms, pulled open her sleeves, and there was a peculiar scar on her wrist.
"I made an unbreakable oath with others, vowing not to tell anyone the location of the Goblet of Fire.
So I can only find it, you follow me. "
Martel thought for a while, nodded and said: "Yes."
But he said silently in his heart: "I can withdraw the arrest warrant, but the two must die."
After all, who knows how much truth Stark and Granger know?
Only dead people can keep secrets.
Including Tyene.
Tyene didn't know what Martell was thinking, she turned her head and looked in a certain direction.
Since she came, she didn't intend to go back alive.
It's a pity that the ticket for the World Cup Quidditch.
……
……
In the early morning, William opened the window of the room and found that the water had flooded the garden and was about to overflow the steps.
It's like looking at the sea from the house.
Bagshot's sea view house is worth buying.
"Hermione, the rain outside is getting heavier and heavier, and it is estimated that many fish will be drowned." William joked.
"Then is the gondola we put in the yard still there?" Hermione trotted over and poked her head out from behind William.
"It's still there, but it's already floating."
"Maybe... we should buy a house in Venice," he mused.
In his previous life, he couldn't afford a house, so William developed a bad habit: he wanted to buy a house in every city.
Hermione rolled her eyes at the boy.
"This is not a sea view house, but a sea house. If I really want to buy it, I prefer Florence."
William shrugged and didn't object.
"Let's go, today will be very busy." Hermione put away the documents under the bed and put them all in the safety sheet.
I went to bed very late yesterday, so I didn't have time to tidy up these things, so I threw them on the ground.
After the two walked out of the room, Hermione knocked on Tyene's door.
"Trenee, are you up? We're leaving in a minute."
But no one answered.
William frowned, took out his wand vigilantly, and tapped the lock.
……
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"So, Tyene just left?"
Sitting on the bow of the gondola, reading Tyene's letter, Hermione was a little depressed.
When the two of them came to Italy, they met such a friend.
"Then what can we do?" William was also a little bit reluctant.
"Terene said in her letter that her father is dying, and we can't stop her from rushing back to see her for the last time."
Hermione put away the letter, rubbed her cheeks and said, "She should be very sad."
William didn't think so. When Tyene mentioned her dying father last night, she was not so sad, but more indifferent.
Anyway,
Hope her father is ok!
William opened the cockpit lid and found the button to start the engine.
The good news is that Tyene is not here today, so he can play with this gondola anyway he wants?
William wanted to drive yesterday, but Tyene refused to let him drive.
it's good now.
He can enjoy racing on the sea.
"Hold on tight, Hermione, we're going to drive!"
William was a little excited, he kicked the accelerator, and the gondola rushed out.
On the canal, leaving a beautiful ripple.
……
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(Please recommend tickets, everyone.
Thanks to "Yang Feiyang" for the reward)
(End of this chapter)