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"Oh, if no one comes after we go back, then in addition to the Ministry of Magic, there may be two families of the captives coming to deliver the ransom. We need you to let them in and control them together."

"Meryl, I don't quite understand. Isn't it enough to control the Crouch family, the Aurors, and the two visitors? What's the use of the Lucius family?" the agent leader asked.

"He is one of the representative pure-blood families in the wizarding world. He is a well-known moneybag. It is easy for him to reveal some information, and he is not very loyal to the Dark Lord." The answer was Joan of Arc, "Some Little Hans knew more about the details, he had a bit of a gift for prophecy, through dreams.”

"Okay, we're home. Be prepared not to say too much, so as not to leak any flaws. You can say whatever you want to know after this is over, but it's best to wait until Margaret comes. I can't judge whether you are qualified to listen, no. ?"

"Oh, no problem, Meryl, I'm just very curious and interested! But I agree with your approach! Power must be restricted by rights, especially wizards..."

"That's right, a humanoid walking on his own c4! Only under the control and supervision of public power can these illiterate people put us ordinary people at ease. If I don't want to accept the law, I think it's okay to be defined as a Kongbu element!"

Several people returned home, but the Ministry of Magic personnel and the captive duo's families had not yet arrived.Meryl looked at the time and asked Linglong to prepare dinner.

The first to arrive were Mrs. Malfoy and their elf Dobby. Linglong felt the presence of the foreign elf for the first time and immediately came to the living room.

"Get out of the door and stand there, you dirty, despicable and shameful person of inferior blood!" He threw Dobby out of the door, "The Darhk family does not allow despicable beings like you to step through the door!"

Narcissa was startled when she realized that the elf doing the trick was different from her own.

"Madam, it is very impolite for you to bring your own elf into the family of the flower gardener elf. Who are you? What are you doing?"

"Sorry, I am Narcissa Malfoy, the wife of Lucius Malfoy, here to deliver the ransom. I don't know much about the habits of the garden elf."

"Since you didn't mean to insult us, I forgive you. Please come in."

After the transaction was completed, Lucius thought it would be better to escape first, so he decided to say goodbye to everyone.

"Wait a minute, sir," the agent chief said. "We are going to mediate later. I think you two can serve as witnesses together with Mr. and Mrs. Scamander to monitor whether our work is biased. And we really don't care about the wizarding world. I don’t know anything about it, and I need others to provide more detailed information to help judge. I think this is not difficult for you two, right? Of course, if you two are worried that the Ministry of Magic will restrict your freedom afterwards, I don’t think the Darhk family will let the Ministry of Magic mess around.”

"Why do you want us? Don't you feel disgusted with us wizards who resist the rule of the Ministry of Magic?" Lucius was a little confused.

"No, no, no, the so-called Ministry of Magic is not an official department recognized by ordinary people as the government. Even if they have a certain degree of tacit understanding with the Prime Minister, it does not mean that we will agree. They have not sworn an oath to the Queen and the people."

"Oh, well, if the Ministry of Magic prevents me from leaving..."

"Don't worry, even if we reach a settlement, even your sister-in-law and my family are not going to be handed over to the Ministry of Magic." Meryl made a promise.

"That's no problem at all." Lucius expressed his willingness to sell favors.

"Hello! Is anyone home?" A middle-aged man in a suit called at the door, followed by the Longbottoms.

"Someone from the Ministry of Magic? Please come in."

"I'm Barty Crouch, Director of the Legal Enforcement Department of the Ministry of Magic." Barty introduced himself.

"Oh? One of the wizards who came to invade our home has a young guy with the same name as you. He's right over there." Meryl guided Crouch's gaze.

"This...is this true?" Crouch looked back at the Longbottoms, "We have said this many times, and no one from the Ministry of Magic believes it." Alice explained to everyone, "Who would Do you think that the son of the Director of the Department of Legal Enforcement of the Ministry of Magic, who has killed Death Eaters and is at odds with the Dark Lord, would betray his father?"

"This is not a betrayal! He has never treated me as a son!" Little Barty spoke excitedly and his expression was distorted.

"I think this is probably caused by family education. I have seen too many families like this that distort the education of good children to the extreme. Some commit crimes, and some commit suicide due to depression." Meryl smacked her lips, "But it's nothing like our family. It has nothing to do with it. You are not my student either. You can finish talking about your daily routine."

"Yes, I think we should talk about business first." Barty was slightly prepared for the sarcastic spoilers spoken by Mr. and Mrs. Longbottom at the Ministry of Magic before, but the blow was not as big as the original work, "If you don't talk nonsense, I just Let’s talk! Just mention whatever conditions your family has. If I can make the decision, I will definitely agree. If I can’t make the decision, I can only leave it to the minister. We don’t have much time. I don’t know if my son will bring me home. How many working documents have been leaked to Voldemort and the Death Eaters, and the Ministry of Magic is in danger. So I implore you."

"Barty, why are you here?" All the Crouch family arrived.

"Do it!" It was Meryl who shouted.

"Close the net!" the agent leader said into the walkie-talkie.

Joan of Arc took away the Longbottoms' wands and controlled the Crouches at a speed that was difficult to detect with the naked eye.A large group of people burst into the house from outside the courtyard and pointed guns at all the wizards.

"Please don't move, please. I don't want to cause any misunderstanding." The agent leader began to speak. "You don't need to point guns at the four people over there, as long as they don't take out their wands." He pointed at Malfoy and Scamander.

"What on earth do you want to do? This lady is the heroic spirit of the Dark family?" Old Batty was very confused.

"What we need most is you, Mr. Crouch. We need you to control the Ministry of Magic for the British government. Of course, Mr. Malfoy over there is also someone we want to control, but as far as we know, he is very aware of current affairs."

"I don't think you Muggles understand wizards--"

"We don't need to know too much. With your size, let alone foreign wizards, it is not particularly difficult for the British government to kill you all. It's just that the gain outweighs the loss, so we won't do it."

"Why then?"

"The threat comes from the threat of foreign wizard forces. We cannot control the wizards in the Eastern camp. You are too useless and your development is too slow."

"I will not be a traitor!"

"We didn't ask you to betray wizards and the Ministry of Magic."

"Same as you before, but you need to develop your scale and increase your upper limit. Let alone rival the wizard groups of other populous countries, at least have a certain ability to resist. If a world-class war breaks out, don't let your waste drag us down. People. Oh, of course, you also need to let your descendants have a minimum sense of identity and legal awareness of this country."

"As long as you let my son go, I will make him agree!" Old Batty's wife cried.

"Shut up! You have no right to speak, let's see what kind of beast your doting has taught you!" Old Batty wanted to stop his wife from continuing.

"You two are the only ones in the Crouch family!"

"Although your son is quite anti-human, Mr. Crouch, we can help you keep a heir. Mrs. Crouch, I will give you some grandchildren to raise. Can you give up your son?"

"What do you mean?" Mrs. Crouch didn't understand.

"Use your son as a stallion! Keep the seed and then kill him." Hans choked everyone with one sentence!