You will never be welcome here."

Old Batty said.

"Yes, I am a fugitive who has committed a heinous crime."

Duwei was not angry, he admitted these things frankly, hissing like a snake: "But I did not kill my wife and children with my own hands, Mr. Crouch.

Speaking of which, Mr. Crouch, I'm actually very curious too.

How does it feel to personally send your wife to Azkaban and personally kill the son you exchanged for your wife's life?

I really want to know, watching the two people closest to me die in front of me, did they all die because of me..."

He walked to Old Barty and whispered into his ear: "I think you will never forget that feeling in your life, Mr. Crouch.

The sins you carry are much less than mine.

We are all sinners, we all deserve to die, and our lives are all a mistake."

He grinned, looked at Old Batty ruthlessly and said, "Then, how about we make an appointment to commit suicide together?"

He put his wand against his heart and said: "Avada Kedavra lives together, it only takes a moment, a little time."

As he spoke, he pointed the wand at Old Barty again.

"Of course, if suicide can't hurt Heaven, we can also do this. I'll kill you, and you kill me, okay? Your Crouch family can still end up with a family full of loyal people."

He opened his eyes wide, looked at Old Batty and said: "Fair and fair, Mr. Batty, really, it only takes a moment of pain and everything will disappear.

Regret, annoyance, everything you struggled with when you were alive will all disappear."

He became impassioned. Old Barty looked at the lunatic opposite him. His hand holding the wand was slightly aimed at Dowey Jones. Dowey Jones's wand was also completely pointed at him. Then, Old Barty withdrew.

got his own wand.

"What are you doing here?"

he asked angrily.

And made Du Wei a cup of tea.

Dowey Jones lazily took the tea and said: "I heard that you have been having trouble with the Minister of Magic recently, so I came here specially to give you some trivial help.
Chapter completed!