As long as he kills Dowey Jones again, he will have no flaws.

No, it’s not just Dewey Jones, but also Sirius Black, who is also one of the insiders.

Kill them, get rid of people like Bertha Jorkins, and then deal with the goblins - he will not cooperate with the goblins under any circumstances. This is the bottom line. Likewise, he also wants to get rid of the goblins from the hands of Dowey Jones.

Get the memory bottle.

In this silent environment, people are most likely to have random thoughts. Just like now, a cup of tea is smelling fragrant in front of you. Mr. Barty Crouch Sr. is holding the tea cup and looking at him in trance, with no focus in his eyes.

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Bertha Jorkins sat opposite Barty Crouch Sr.

She looked at Barty Crouch Sr. with disdain.

She originally didn't dare to look at Barty Crouch Sr. like this. After all, no matter what aspect, Barty Crouch Sr. was much stronger than her, whether it was identity, status, or prestige, but she

I don’t know why, but I’m just not afraid of Barty Crouch Sr. now.

Because she got the memory of that day, she thought of Barty Crouch Sr.'s ugly appearance that day, and how he was first panicked, and then so angry that he couldn't contain his emotions, and shouted at her with a wand.

Look.

Like a poor clown.

After someone discovered his privacy, the poor clown.

After she finished the cup of tea, there was a knock on the door.

"who?"

Barty Crouch Sr. came back to his senses, glanced at Bertha Jorkins, and asked.

"Of course it's me."

Duwey Jones opened the office door and walked in. He looked energetic and had a youthful atmosphere all over his body.

He walked unsteadily, tipping himself up on his toes and looking very happy.

Old Barty Crouch looked at Dowey Jones who appeared in the Ministry of Magic in a grand manner. For some reason, he suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Because he rarely saw Dowey Jones so happy, as if he had secretly eaten honey?

"How dare you walk into the Ministry of Magic like that?"

Barty Crouch Sr. leaned forward and asked Dowey Jones.

He quietly touched the wand in his hand.

Lady Bertha Jorkins stood up and asked Dowey Jones to sit down.

"No," Du Wei pressed her down on the chair and said, "There is no superiority or inferiority between us. We just have different divisions of labor, Bertha."

Duwei stood behind Bertha Jorkins, gently caressing her head, and looked at Mr. Barty Crouch Sr. with a smile in his eyes.

He took out the memory bottle from his clothes, placed it on the table in front of Barty Crouch Sr., and pushed it over.

"This is Barty Crouch Jr.'s memory bottle. I'm giving it back to you."

Barty Crouch Sr. looked at the memory bottle in surprise.

He smelled danger.

"What do you mean?"

Barty Crouch Sr. asked.

He had already drawn his wand.

"I don't mean anything."

Dewey Jones said, he said to Barty Crouch Sr.: "I was just thinking about one thing, apologizing, just to comfort others mentally.
Chapter completed!