HP Alternative Conquest

Facts have proved that Alger is still very picky outside.Bazel looked at the fascia and connective tissue removed by Alger, and fed apples at home.

"I'll give you the key and address." Lucius was busy for 10 minutes. Seeing Bazel sitting so quietly, he felt a sense of guilt, and the idea of ​​going together disappeared.

"Huh?" Bazel, who was wondering if Alger's usual recipes were a little too casual, turned to look at Lucius, "It's okay, there are no plans for today." He also didn't have the habit of breaking into empty doors, but he was just going to surprise McCaw The office, now it looks like the office is doomed.

Half an hour later, Lucius, who had gone out to find someone, suddenly appeared in a change of clothes, "Bazel, shall I take you there now?"

"Huh? Time-Turner?" Bazel looked at the time, it was not yet Lucius' off-duty time.

"Ahem, no. I've handed over my work." Lucius smiled.

Half a minute later, Bazel and Lucius appeared in front of a castle. "This is what you said, where it needs to be blasted and dealt with?"

"Uh, this place has been empty for years." Lucius said seriously, "Trust me, you'll like it."

"What was it used to do here? Vacation?"

"No, it's just a temporary meeting place. Voldemort needed a lot of luxurious residences back then. But don't worry, this place was built by my great-grandfather. It was just used to make up the numbers, and he never used it."

"I now believe it's been empty for years." Bazel looked at the spotless house and modern furniture, great-grandfather?All right.

"You deceived Voldemort so much that he didn't notice?" Bazel hit the mapping spell on the wall, looking at the floor plan of the five-story building, he needed to find where he needed to look, because there were too many rooms.

"He doesn't know how much property we have." Lucius lowered his head, as if this black history should not be mentioned.

"I don't know whether to call him an idiot or you are too smart." Bazel chuckled, removed the ones he didn't need to go, and then designed an optimal route.

"After all, he wasn't raised by a family. Although he worked hard, the ancestors are just the ancestors." Lucius looked at the remaining seven places in his castle that were reduced by Bazel, distributed on the second and third floors, okay.

"From the book's point of view, he is indeed a qualified leader in the early stage." Bazel was in favor of Voldemort's early achievements, but his ambition did not evolve with his ability.

"What does the book say?"

"No, the achievements of the same period and the corresponding policies of the stage, the later stage—actually the prophecy just represents the expectations of the people, doesn't it? Although that weird prophecy did bring Voldemort to death."

"Weird?"

"This is like a premeditated battle between the two sides. One side pretends to be unprepared for a sneak attack, while the other side accepts it as if it doesn't know it. It knows everything, but insists on sacrificing it."

"Bazel?"

"I'm not emotional, it's just—wait a minute, it's not my emotion." Bazel reacted and stood still.

"Alger." Bazel called Phoenix, "Sorry Lucius, I need to go to Harry first."

"I can help—"

"No, he's in a lot of trouble." Bazel smiled, "We'll talk about the rent issue when we get back." After saying that, Bazel took Alger and disappeared.

In Durmstrang's back mountain forest, when Bazel arrived, he happened to catch Hermione who was knocked out, "Grindelwald did it?"

"No, it was the enemies of the saints from the past. They provoked Harry." Hermione took a deep breath and looked at the surroundings protected by the Iron Armor Curse. "Harry handled it well, but it's hard to get outside."

"Stay here." Bazel nodded, leaving Hermione in the hood, and went to the center of the storm by himself.

"Harry." Bazel said in a calm voice, looking at Harry with red eyes in the middle, "You promised me that I would not be affected by soul movies."

"You have absorbed the soul piece, haven't you?" Bazel approached Harry. The Iron Armor Curse had expired just now, and Harry's magic riot was more serious than imagined.

"You are the savior now, so you don't need to hide anything." Bazel looked at Harry, "You can become arrogant, do you really think I'm your opponent?"

"You don't want me." Harry turned his head away from Bazel.

"For the wizarding world?" Bazel raised his eyebrows, sure that he touched Harry's nerve, and there was the sound of cloth tearing, "Uh, I think you ruined my coat and trousers."

"The wizarding world." Harry stood up, "yes, of course the important wizarding world."

"Harry, if you look at it from a security point of view, what you did back then was really helpless, but you have to understand that it was a period of despair, and everyone regarded every encounter with Voldemort as death." Bazel approached Harry, "Nobody wants to live."

"Including parents." Harry looked at his brother. "And you. Is it?"

"I don't think I can explain it."

"Your soul will kill you." Harry lowered his head and saw the scars spreading on Bazel's calf. "You are always so rational to cover up your escape, right brother."

"If I was sensible, would I still lie to Grindelwald?" Bazel raised his eyebrows, but he was feeling in his heart that if it wasn't for him, everyone would be torn apart by Harry at this time. "And I didn't run away back then."

"To be precise, I don't know what happened at that time." Bazel didn't know that Harry thought of him like this, should it be thanks to the normal Harry being sober? "I didn't even know I was coming back from the dead."

"Sure enough." Harry was slapped on the back of the neck by the approaching Bazel, and fell limply.Bazel began to expect that Harry would forget all this when he woke up, otherwise how would he explain the resurrection from the dead.

The surroundings calmed down, and Bazel looked at the back mountain where a typhoon had passed through, "Perhaps the new principal will be willing to talk to you about compensation." He put his brother on his back.Bazel looked at Hermione who rushed over, "It will be fine when he wakes up."

"Before he wakes up, you're probably in trouble." Grindelwald appeared in front of the three of them, "Is this my revenge for blowing up your oak forest?"

"If you want to think so, I have no objection at all." Bazel said seriously: "I don't know that the oak forest belongs to my family."

"Otherwise why would I blow it up." Grindelwald looked at Bazel, "Your brother seems to be a big problem."

"My brother's problem is that my failed brother, he has no problems, so before he wakes up, I need to find a place where he won't blow up." Bazel looked at Grindelwald, "You also no."

"Your attitude can easily make me angry, you know?" Grindelwald held his chest exaggeratedly, "You won't like me to be angry."

"Dumbledore has already left. If you still want to ask for an explanation for what happened back then, you know where he will be." Bazel closed his eyes, and Harry needed treatment now.

"Actually, many things have not been explained." Hermione stood in front of Bazel, "What you want is just an attitude, and in Dumbledore's heart, the wizarding world is much more important than you."

"Little girl, you seem to know something different." Grindelwald looked at Hermione and smiled.

"No, I just read more books." Hermione pursed her lips and said, "You don't want to go to him, you just want to see him affected by you."

"You don't want to see me angry." Grindelwald smiled, and suddenly there was a black smoke in front of him, and Bazel and Hermione disappeared in front of him.

"Why didn't you use Alger in the first place?" Harry's weak voice sounded from Bazel's ear.

"Because I don't know where I'm going." Bazel put the person down and turned to Lucius who suddenly appeared beside him, "Sometimes it is really beneficial to have more properties."

"You can rest here." Lucius smiled, "Following the minister can save you formalities."

"Bazel, you need to change your clothes." Lucius suppressed the urge to ask when he saw the scar on Bazel's leg, "Then we need to solve the accident about the exchange students."

"Mr. Malfoy, Bazel, he—" Hermione wanted to speak, but was stopped by Harry, only to watch the two disappear.

"When the minister wants to help, don't bother." Harry smiled, "and he will take good care of my brother."

"What you need to worry about now is yourself." Hermione crossed her arms, looking helplessly at Harry who was pretending to be dizzy.

In another room, Bazel looked at Lucius, who was not very good-looking, "Thank you."

"Thanks are not what I need." Lucius sighed, "You've always been very planned, Bazel."

"Plans can't be used on family members." Bazel stroked his hair, which was like dry grass because of his brother's whirlwind just now.

"I mean you should have known Harry's danger long ago." Why did Bazel trust Harry so much?

"I'm more convinced that he can control himself." Bazel arranged his hair, and his family's blood seems to have an extraordinary insistence on hairstyles. "When we used the Forbidden Forest Secret Curse, I knew what he would choose."

"Restriction is never the solution." Bazel changed his pants and jacket, thought for a while, and changed his jacket into a wizard's dress. "He knows how to control his emotions better than I do."

"Have you controlled your emotions?" Lucius raised his eyebrows, looking at the always casual Bazel.

"So he's much better than me at this point." Bazel smiled, "Should we visit the exchange students? Mr. Minister."

"I don't think they will mind this sudden visit." Lucius shook his head secretly in his heart, Bazel was much better than before when he had someone he cared about.