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Chapter 261 You must be that kid Wesson!(1/2)

Inside the basement.

The sound of the explosion was deafening.

While the dwarf Peter was still wailing on his broken left leg, an explosive shock drove him out again!

At this moment, the short and fat man felt like a ball of his body, and was rumbling and blown away by trap bombs in the basement, and his whole body was covered in blood!

In comparison.

Voldemort was a little lucky.

The Dark King waved his magic power to lay a layer of magic shield in front of him, but the power of the explosion was too powerful. Even if he blocked many shrapnels, he could feel his body exploding and shaking in pain!

This is a fatal trap!

Voldemort gritted his teeth and supported him. His body flew to the round iron door in an instant, trying to open the iron door and rush in!

However…

How should this iron door be opened?

Voldemort quickly patted the thick round iron door, waved his wand and landed on the iron door, and quickly chanted the door opening spell!

"Araho hole opens!"

This is the most effective curse in the world!

Even the circular protective door of underground safety house, which is extremely rare in Muggle society, cannot stop the power of magic. As the spell takes effect, the circular iron door clicks...

However, before the iron gate is fully opened...

The people inside the door seemed to notice it and closed the door with great force, obviously trying to make the dark king stay in the basement and be blown to death.

Inside a safe house.

Snape closed the door calmly before frowned, and seemed to be surprised: "Hmm? Are you still alive at this time?"

“…”

Batty Crouch's eyes suddenly became strange...

Is this the fucking human words?

but…

This is not the time to care about those things!

It was his master who was injured by the trap bomb outside!

Even though I just heard a little sound just now, Barty Crouch could hear that it was Voldemort's voice!

Batty Crouch, Jr., rushed to the door without thinking at all, trying to open the iron door to welcome Voldemort into the door!

Bang!

Snape kicked him to the ground!

"What are you doing!"

Batty Crouch Jr. got up from the ground and looked at Snape with a crazy face: "Snape, have you bastard...betrayed your master too?"

"Shh..."

Snape raised a finger on his lips indifferently, signaling Batty Crouch to calm down, and continued softly: "Don't make noise, when he dies this time, I will tell you everything..."

It's obvious.

Barty Crouch Jr. is not a modest person.

The man raised his doubts with a crazy look on his face!

"What the hell is going on!"

"Snape, what's going on outside?"

"Why did you come here? I just heard the master's voice. Has the master been resurrected? Why did you leave the master outside?"

"You bastard..."

“…”

Snape suddenly raised his wand and pointed at Batty Crouch, and a red heart-breathing curse flashed past, causing the man to fall down in pain!

"You're talking too much."

Snape looked at Batty Crouch, lying on the ground and said coldly: "What you have to do now is to close your mouth. When everything here is over, I will tell you everything..."

As he said this, Snape slowly squatted down and looked down at the painful little Batty Crouch: "Give me a little peace of mind. After a while, you have to listen to what your master left..."

"you…"

Barty Crouch Jr. bit his teeth hatefully!

After thinking for a second, the man suddenly remembered that there was another creature in the safe room. He suddenly spoke loudly: "Shanshan, kill him!"

"…yes!"

When the house elves heard the noise, they secretly stayed next to them. When they heard the order of Batty Crouch, they raised their hand and wanted to cast magic!

The next moment...

But its body suddenly became hung upside down!

Snape calmly used the kyphosis to hang up the house elf. He held his wand and slowly controlled the elf to float to his side.

Snape turned around and looked at Shining with a cold face. His eyes looked extremely cold and terrifying: "After all this is over, go and help me find Mr. Batty Crouch back, don't let anyone know what's going on here..."

"Tell him..."

"As long as he goes home alone..."

"Only you can protect your son's safety."

“…”

Hearing that Snape threatened to hurt the little master, the house elf agreed quickly: "Yes, yes, yes... I will... don't hurt the little master..."

"Stop dreaming!"

Bati Crouch, listening to Snape's words, couldn't help but sneer: "Do you think he will care about my life or death? Let's see! When he comes back, he will definitely bring a group of Aurors to capture you into Azkaban!"

"Yeah?"

Snape didn't seem to care much, and he continued indifferently: "Then tell him that I am Weisen Wright's teacher and I have to discuss with him, the parent if I have something to do..."

“…hahahahahahahaha…”

When he heard this, Baddy Crouch laughed even louder: "Do you think he would care about that little devil? Do you think that little devil...wait... that little devil..."

Barty Crouch's voice came to an abrupt end.

This man who was still laughing wildly seemed to be grabbed by his throat, and his face suddenly became a little ugly, and he couldn't help but feel a little panic!

At this moment...

Barty Crouch Jr. finally remembered a troublesome question!

"Where is that little devil?"

Baddy Crouch raised his head with a gloomy look and stared at Snape: "Tell me, what the hell is going on, where is that little devil? How could you know the secret here, you bastard... caught him?"

The secret here...

Only a very few people know about it!

And only Weisen can determine the location of this underground safe house!

Batty Crouch's eyes roamed, his face turned crazy, and he muttered: "Snape, isn't that little devil out there too? Is he going to be killed by the bomb too... Will he be killed by the bomb?"

"Will you be happy when he dies?"

Snape raised his own eyebrows.

"I…"

Batty Crouch was silent for a moment with a strange expression. His palms kept kneading his fingers, as if his mood seemed extremely complicated and nervous!

"I…"

Little Barty's expression finally gradually became heavier. He gritted his teeth, as if he wanted to say psychological words, and suddenly said, "I'm not... Although I hate that little guy very much... but he...he...he...he...after all..."

Obviously...

Barty Crouch Jr. was a little stuck when he said these words because he really couldn't think of how he should describe Wesson directly...

"Um?"

Snape was surprised and confused.

"After all, he's a bastard!"

Batty Crouch finally couldn't help but curse. He looked at Snape in front of him and said angrily: "I can't continue talking!"

“…”
To be continued...
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