themonasnovels Chapter 851 Bravery Is the Best Word for Stupidity
Chapter 851 Bravery Is the Best Word for Stupidity
Chapter 851 Bravery Is the Best Word for Stupidity
It was a dimly lit room with only oil lamps.
Voldemort stood in the shadows, his right hand clutching the back of the chair, but his fingers were charred as if they had been charred.
Although the Dark Lord was expressionless, those who knew him already knew that he was extremely angry at the moment.
He was really angry... He was about to leave England, and the few things he arranged before he left were all messed up!
The Death Eaters escaped...and only a handful escaped.
He had a fight with Stark, but he was injured a little, and he didn't take advantage of it.
Let Malfoy and Avery steal the prophecy ball, but also failed!
This is the one thing Voldemort is most angry about!
Rookwood knelt in front of the chair, also trembling.
This matter has nothing to do with him, he just escaped from Azkaban.
That's right, even though he missed the Dark Lord's ride, Rookwood drifted for a day and a night, but he still came to the shore.
Then, he immediately found the organization and returned to the Dark Lord.
Unexpectedly, he was summoned immediately before his body was warmed up.
"So we've been working in vain?"
Voldemort spoke at last, his voice sharp and grim.
"Master, please forgive me..." Lukewood kowtowed like garlic.
"None of your business, Rookwood," said Voldemort in a grim voice.
He let go of the back of the chair, approached the shivering man, looked down and said:
"Is your information reliable, Rookwood?" Voldemort asked again.
"Reliable, master... I have worked in the Department of Mysteries after all... I'm pretty sure..."
"But Avery and Lucius told me that Bird can get the prophecy out."
"It's impossible for Bode to get it, master." Rookwood shook his head.
"Only those mentioned in the prophecy can get the prophecy ball from the Department of Mysteries.
Since that prophecy involves you and Potter, only you two can touch it. "
Voldemort was silent.
This can also explain why Malfoy cast the Imperius Curse on Bode, but Bode was injured instead of getting the prophecy ball.
"Stand up, Rookwood," said Voldemort softly.
Rookwood stood up, still bowing, and glanced at the Dark Lord in horror.
"Your intelligence was timely..." said Voldemort, "very well...it seems I wasted months...but that's all right...we're starting over now."
That is to say, but Rookwood can feel the anger of the Dark Lord, which is about to be full!
"By the way, did you really not see Bella?" Voldemort asked.
"No." Rookwood shook his head. "I separated from Rodolphs and immediately ran towards the shore."
Voldemort was silent.
He also asked several other servants who escaped by chance, but Bella was not found.
Where is she?
"Master, that prophecy ball...we still have to go..." Rookwood immediately took over.
"No, don't bother." Voldemort sneered and said:
"Didn't you say that only those in the prophecy can get the prophecy ball?
Potter will help me with that, I know the kid.
Bravery is the best word for stupidity.And he has always been a Gryffindor in terms of heroism.
Oh ~ stupid lion. "
Voldemort paced slowly and said:
"Okay, go get Lucius and Avery in."
Rookwood shuddered.
Malfoy and Avery, Danger!
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St. Mungo's Hospital,
Ward on the second floor.
It's not a big room, but it's full of wizards.
In addition to William and Hermione, there is the Weasley family, and Harry.
This is Mr. Weasley's ward. He was bitten by a rune snake and he was lying on the bed at this time.
William, who was wearing a lab coat and was a guest healer, handed over the prepared potion.
Mrs. Weasley took it carefully, blew on the hot air, walked to the hospital bed and said:
"Arthur, it's time to drink the medicine!"
Mr. Weasley was reclining on some pillows, the Daily Prophet in his hand.
George and Fred got up quickly, helped their father up, and gave him another backrest.
Mr. Weasley took the medicine, squeezed his nose, and forced it into his mouth.
"How is it, Arthur?" Mrs. Weasley asked concerned.
"I feel fine!" Despite the bitterness in his mouth, Mr. Weasley smiled with mock ease.
Mrs. Weasley felt relieved, leaned over and kissed her husband on the cheek.
"Should we be able to remove the bandage, William?" Ginny asked suddenly in the corner.
"You have to ask Amy, I just help brew the antidote potion." William laughed.
Amy, the therapist who was busy at the side, glanced at the medical record, nodded and said:
"It's almost done, let's finish the last course of treatment."
"Thank you, Miss Bond." Ron blushed.
He has been staying in the hospital recently, and he has a crush on this beautiful therapist sister again.
Amy shook her head, looked at William, and said with admiration:
"This is thanks to Mr. Stark, who provided the antidote in time."
William shrugged.
"I've seen that kind of snake, and I've brewed a lot of antidote, and I always carry it with me."
Not only has he seen it, but he also has a runic snake.
The snake was caught in Albany, with Voldemort at the time.
After Voldemort fled, he took the eggs with him, along with a rune snake.
St. Mungo's Magic Hospital can also prepare an antidote, but I don't know what kind of snake venom it is. Naturally, it is not as fast as William.
Amy squinted her eyes and smiled brightly, and said playfully: "Mr. Stark, are you sure you don't want to work in St. Mungo's?
I heard that you were expelled from the school, and you just came to our department, so you can definitely be a director. "
Ron's mouth was bitter... Why does the girl he likes have a crush on William?
What is this called!
Hearing Amy's words, William sighed.
It's really good things don't go out, and bad things travel thousands of miles.
As soon as he was expelled here, he made headlines in newspapers from all over the world, even the Death Eaters escaped from the limelight.
Overnight, it seemed that wizards all over the world knew that the famous William Stark was expelled from Hogwarts.
The whole world really knows about it... Because in the past two days alone, William has received more than a dozen invitation letters.
They are all magic schools, and they are willing to give full scholarships, hoping that William will transfer to another school.
Why are you all so excited?
Because William has gone, he must be a well-known alumnus!
He is so rich, why should he donate to the school after graduation? '
And those pheasant magic schools...
That's right, apart from the eleven magic academies registered with the International Federation of Wizards, there are many pheasant schools in the magic world.
For example, the Akali sprint class... This is a proper pheasant education institution.
William went, immediately raising the school's reputation, and maybe he could become a full-time member and be recognized by the International Federation of Wizards.
In addition, Mrs. Maxim is also adding to the chaos, deliberately stating in the newspaper:
As long as Stark comes to school, he can help solve the object problem. The most important thing for Beauxbatons is beautiful women.
And Sirius, he didn't think about how to deal with Voldemort, but was interviewed:
As long as William is willing to become a professor, he will pay three times the salary and a large year-end bonus.
Durmstrang had given up a brilliant wizard back then and didn't want to give up this one again.
Even the major clubs came off the field to ridicule, expressing their willingness to recruit William as a chaser.
The Quidditch World Cup Champion Chaser has made a condition, as long as William is willing to come, he is willing to play as a substitute.
For a while, it became a trend to recruit William, a dropout.
Any industry wants to come and catch the heat.
Anyway, rub it,
And don't want money.
William had no choice but to comfort himself, the real boss, who is in the seventh grade?
Look at Grindelwald, look at Old Man Newt, look at Hagrid... Ahem, forget about it.
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(Please recommend tickets and monthly tickets, everyone.)
(End of this chapter)