fall at hogwarts

Chapter 248 Guess
In the Quidditch field, when the first person stuffed the pocket with the pocket, there was only a "pong!" sound from the pocket, and it exploded like a smoke bomb, turning into a dilapidated flying broom.

The man was still in a daze, and a man with a pointed chin and small eyes quickly grabbed the broom, and then, ignoring the shouts of others, rode on the broom and flew away.

Looking at the stadium with billowing smoke behind him, the man with the pointed chin and small eyes laughed heartily.

"Apparatus!!", "Apparatus!", "The broom is flying!", "The bag of velvet is coming!", "The bomb is coming!"

Most of the people watching Quidditch were wizards, and they were not like Ed who had been kidnapped and searched. They were holding wands and wanted to use spells to leave here.

It's a pity, because considering that there will be thieves who will steal things and then use Apparatus to escape, the entire stadium has been set with an anti-apparatus spell.

As for those who called for the broom to fly over, when the broom flew over, they often dragged many people along.

The person who shouts that a bag of velvet is coming is still smart.Of course, the premise is that he has enough coins in his own pocket.

As for those who called for the bomb to fly, the bomb did not fly, but instead triggered the counter spell of the bomb and harmed others.

"I tell everyone good news! People from the Ministry of Magic have arrived. I think they will give everyone a chance to survive." On the white screen, Erich's smiling face appeared again.

Behind him are Dumbledore, Fudge and others.

"What's your name?! You've been surrounded, and your only option is to get caught! Do you know that!?" Fudge shouted at Erich, "Hurry up and throw away the controller in your hand!"

"Don't ask so many questions, ask one by one." Surrounded by people from the Ministry of Magic, Erich shook the controller in his hand without any panic: "First answer your third question, this thing, you can't throw it away. dropped."

After finishing speaking, Erich pressed a button on it again, and a flame lit up on the sea behind him, and a thick smoke billowed up.

Now, everyone started to panic, too many people died, they couldn't bear the responsibility.

Fudge was in a cold sweat, and wanted to wipe his sweat with a handkerchief, but found that he didn't have a handkerchief.

For a while, the originally cold sea breeze warmed up.

"Sorry, seeing so many big people coming, I can't control myself." Erich was acting a little crazy, his fingers kept shaking, and it made people's heart hang in mid-air and couldn't get down.

"Let me answer your second question first, and taking the hostages without a fight is not my only option!" Erich waved his hand towards the screaming stadium behind him: "After all, I still have so many hostages in my hand, so I can take them without a fight. Are you kidding?"

"you!"

What Erich said was the truth. These hostages kidnapped by bombs were Erich's biggest reliance.Fudge didn't dare to act rashly.

"Answer your first question again, my name is Erich! As for whether it is true, you can guess for yourself." Erich looked over Fudge's shoulder and looked at Dumbledore:
"Hey! Whitebeard Dumbledore! Let's make a deal!"

Hearing Erich's words, Dumbledore smiled and did not speak.

Don't you see the Minister of Magic here?Surrounding you are also his men.What deal are you doing with me?
"Erich!" Fudge was obviously angry at Erich's behavior of asking Dumbledore directly, but he didn't show it immediately:

"I am the Minister of Magic. If you have any request, I can promise you on behalf of the Ministry of Magic."

When Erich heard Fudge's words, he glanced at Fudge with disdain, and then pressed the button of the controller in his hand: "Did I let you talk?"

I don't know whether it was luck or misfortune, but the bomb that detonated this time was a bomb that had already exploded.

Fudge didn't dare to be angry this time, and looked at Dumbledore for help.

Erich has a "fuck me" expression, ears and eyebrows drooping: "It's so boring."

Seeing that Fudge had spoken, Dumbledore came out, "Tell me, what do you want to do? Don't tell me that you are only doing it for money to make such a big commotion.

If you have another purpose, stop hurting others.

Otherwise, even if we are willing to agree, others will not agree.I can assure you that nothing will be done to you until we reach an agreement. "

Erich threw the controller in his hand to one of his subordinates, "Since the famous Dumbledore has said so, I am willing to believe you.

As a white wizard, it is impossible to be like other cunning robbers, and you can only believe it if you make an unbreakable oath. "

When Fudge on the side heard the news from the Ministry of Magic, he thought it was a group of desperadoes seeking money, and asked the goblins of Gringotts to prepare a lot of money.

Now it seems that all the effort was wasted.

"As long as your request is not too excessive, I think our Minister Fudge will be able to agree to you."

Dumbledore pushed Fudge out, which made Fudge very happy. Shouldn't he be a tool man this time?

In the distance, the delicate woman Rita, with a lot of dust on her face, hid behind a messy box, holding a camera in her hand, and a magic pen and paper floating beside her.

"Haha," Erich applauded, "it's a pleasure to deal with you smart people! My request is that Sirius Black, Barty Crouch Jr., Bellatrix Lestrange, Labastan Lestrange... wait for 27 people to release.

And, tell us... Forget it, just let the people of Azkaban go. "

Erich's words quickly reminded Dumbledore of the group who attacked Lucius a few months ago.

It appears that Voldemort considered those who were outside the prison to be traitors to him.And those who are in prison are his loyal servants.

He wanted to cleanse, to take revenge, and to announce his return.

"No!", "We don't promise you!", "This is impossible!", "You think too much!"

Many people in the Ministry of Magic have experienced Voldemort's dark age and know how terrifying those people are.Free the criminals, it's impossible!

"You're wishful thinking!" Fudge stood up and shouted at Erich, then looked at Dumbledore, probably hoping that Dumbledore would praise him.

Dumbledore pushed up his glasses so that he could see Erich's expression clearly: "Yes, we promise you."

"Eh???"

Except for Erich, everyone present, including Erich's subordinates, looked puzzled.

Fudge, who was standing beside Dumbledore, even froze his expression.

Is Dumbledore's mind so difficult to guess?Tired of love
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(End of this chapter)