Harry Potter and the Badger Who Can’t Magic

Auston roughly deduced Keith Sandy's plan in his mind. Voldemort wanted him to murder Mr. LeMay, so as to obtain Mr. LeMay's method of making the Philosopher's Stone.

Because Mr. Lemay's manor is a place of pilgrimage for wizards, and Mr. Lemay himself is a highly respected alchemist. If he dared to act rashly, he would definitely not be able to retreat.

So Case Sandy came up with this method, and quietly led Mr. LeMay away before the auction. It happened that there were so many people at the auction that no one would know where Mr. LeMay went. Even if Monsieur LeMay was later found missing, no one would suspect him and the Death Eaters.

It's really hard for him. If he can come up with this brilliant idea, it's not necessarily his idea. Maybe the idea came from his master.

Mr. Lemay was a little puzzled when he heard Auston's words, "What are you trying to say? Can the actions of the Death Eaters have anything to do with me?"

"Well," Auston nodded, revealing the clues he had drawn in his heart, "I learned from the two Death Eaters with the giant lion spar when I was by the river that the unnamed one Give Case Sandy two tasks."

"One is to get the spar from us, and the other is to get the method of using the spar to refine the magic stone," Oston said.

Mr. Lemay slammed the table, "He really thinks so well! I won't give it to him if I die."

Seeing that Mr. Lemay's angry beard was shaking, Auston patted his arm lightly, "Quiet, sir. I know, of course you won't give him the method of refining the Philosopher's Stone. already."

"They figured that out too, so they hooked up with what you just told me. Case Sandy has sent you an invitation to meet him before the auction, and then hijack you. Whether it's the Cruciatus or some other means of coercing a confession, we don't know."

"What?!" Madame Lemay was startled, she hurriedly held Mr. Lemay's old hand, her voice trembling, "Don't go to Nico, it's too dangerous, let's ask the French Ministry of Magic for help."

Mr. Lemay didn't speak, he stroked his beard and thought, and Auston didn't make a sound, just looked at Mr. Lemay with a serious face, quietly waiting for him to make a decision.

After a long while, Mr. Lemay finally spoke, but instead of talking to Mrs. Lemay, he looked at Auston and asked,

"Auston, what are your thoughts? Go? Or not?"

Auston pursed his lips and looked at Mr. Lemay with dark eyes. "The decision is yours, sir. If it is for your safety, I do not recommend you to go. But, there is another point, that is Case Sandy. The meaning of this person's existence."

Mr. Lemay was a little funny, why the topic went off the rails, "What does the meaning of his existence have to do with whether I go to the auction or not?"

"Of course, it has a lot to do. In my opinion, Case Sandy is just a **** for the person who can't name his name. After all, we all know that his magic is not very good. If he is really eating death The status of the disciples is very important, and it is impossible not to use black magic even when fighting against me, which only shows one problem, he has not even reached the level of being able to learn one or two black magic spells in the middle rank of Death Eaters."

Listening to Auston's words, Mr. Lemay nodded, took a sip from the teacup in front of him, and said:

"Well, it makes sense, you continue to say."

"Since Case Sandy was just an insignificant **** thrown by the Dark Lord in the first place, can I infer that the man who can't name his name has thrown more than this pawn. Maybe even some familiar people around you. All wizards may have joined his organization. You can either skip the auction this time, or enlist the help of the French Ministry of Magic to capture Case Sandy."

"But what about in the future?" Auston's dark pupils met Mr. Lemay's eyes, and the boy's face was unusually serious.

"If we escaped this time, all we could do was to scare the snakes. Unless this is over, you will move out immediately, and from now on you will hide with your wife and not be found by anyone. You will be able to keep it safe for a while. But you are The greatest alchemist of our time, and the ability to make a magic stone that prolongs life, the Dark Lord will never give up looking for you."

While listening to Auston's words, Madame Lemay gasped, "Then, what should we do?!"

Madame Lemay stomped her feet in a hurry, and Mr. Lemay glanced at her, then turned to Auston,

"Since you can think of this, you should also think of a countermeasure. Let's hear it."

"I haven't figured out the specific countermeasures yet," Auston said honestly, "because I don't know what the situation will be at the auction. Maybe it's just the Death Eaters working together to deal with you, or maybe the person who can't name it will also. Come. UU reading www.uukanshu.com so we have to be fully prepared. I suggest you write a letter to Professor Dumbledore and let him go to the auction with us, but one thing, can't let him appear in the open , it's easy to scare the snakes."

Auston originally thought that it would be fine to take the dragon with Mr. LeMay, but if there are too many people, even Voldemort himself may come over. If he is restrained, Mr. LeMay will be in danger. Still need a person with powerful magic to protect Mr. LeMay in secret. The person with powerful magic and even Voldemort fears is Albus Dumbledore.

If Voldemort can really come, it's better to kill him in one hit here. Find the remaining Horcruxes. That way you'll be able to sit back and relax.

Auston thought, if he could kill Voldemort, he would even risk his life. Anyway, it's so far from the UK, at least it won't affect my parents and sister.

"Well," Mr. Lemay nodded, "your idea is very good, I will write to Albus."

Immediately, Mr. Lemay put down his teacup and looked at Auston seriously and said,

"But, don't go. Leave these dangerous things to the adults."

"Please don't do this, sir, I'm not afraid of danger." Auston said, getting up from his chair.

Mr. Lemay walked to his side with a smile, patted his shoulder and said,

"I've been scolded by my wife for days when I took you into the jungle of Lovech. I can't do that again this time, my boy. Just sit here and wait for our triumph. Just come back."

As Mr. Lemay spoke, he pressed Auston back into his chair lightly.

"You've been to Paris for so long and haven't gone around. Let the house elves take you around these few days."