Chapter 475 The Madman and Bertha
"I won't get lost!"
Bysha Jinsa from the hotel is full of anger.
She acknowledged that she had taken some risks when she came out of her vacation -since her work, her brain was not easy to use.
It should be like this - that's what my colleagues at the Ministry of Magic say anyway.
‘Since being transferred by Mr. Batty…probably? perhaps? ’
She sighed and worried about her bad memory again -but fortunately she had kept in mind that she was the staff of the Ministry of Magic.
‘You shouldn’t argue with your boss, but am I paying? ’
Berhasha dangled his head and began to stroll around the jungle.
'I wasn't allowed to wander around, but I brought enzymes...the kind that preserves the activity of magic...the wood can also fill my stomach! ’
She touched the position of the stuff again, and determined that it was placed there.
"Then there is nothing impossible, take a good stroll, Bobsha!"
Bertha began to cheer herself up. He quickened his pace and walked towards the forest.
Soon, she discovered an unfortunate rabbit and started chasing it happily - and after confirming that she couldn't catch it, she directly used magic to lift it up.
‘Hey, do n’t eat wood anymore ...’
She murmured happily, humming the small tone that had not been popular for a long time, and began to find a suitable place for raw fire.
‘But I obviously have such a bad memory, how can I remember it? ’
Bertha was thinking, but the movements in her hands did not stop, but as she was roasting, a figure came closer.
"Hehe, you smell so good!"
A male voice made a strange sound, and the expression on his face was very strange.
If the other party hadn't stared at the rabbit in her hand, she would probably...
'Strange, why does this person look familiar...'
‘Also, carry a bag, is it smuggling? ‘
'That's not right, the smuggler...can't think that I am a fellow smuggler...this person is...that's right! ’
She reached out and touched the wand.
But the person in front of him was faster. He almost immediately pulled out the wand. Before Bertha could say the spell, a disarming spell had already hit her, causing her to lose her wand directly.
"Huh?"
Bertha heard the other party make such a sound, and then she was hung upside down.
‘It’s over…’
Such thoughts appeared in Berha's mind.
But soon, the strange man rushed to the rabbit on the fire and started tore up -even because of the hot hand that accidentally fell the things, he couldn't bear to pick it up with his hands, and then he had to shrink his hands.
"You are ..."
Bertha looked at the other person's face, and his name finally appeared in her mind, but before she could say it out, a spell hit her directly.
Then, memories resurfaced crazily in her mind.
Under the impact of the rapidly flipping memories, she couldn't help but raise her head and prepare to scream, but it was to no avail - before she completely passed out, she finally saw a terrifying little ugly man squatting in the crucible.
"Ah!!!!!!"
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When Bertha woke up again, she found that her whole body was tied up by tree vines.
At the same time, she also completely lost her wand -at this moment it was in that one, only one head was revealed.
"You're awake." A voice that should not appear in a baby's mouth emerged. Although it was hoarse, it was full of power - if it were not disturbed by the laughter and messy chewing sounds, it should be more majestic than it is now.
"Quiet down, Wormtail!"
It stopped over there, but Burissa could still see the worm tail ate her dinner at a small mouth.
"We continue, the victim."
The sound of the puppet sounded again.
"The victim?"
"Yes, the victim," Voldemort's voice is full of magneticity, "You probably forgotten, but you think about it, do you have a poor memory when Hogwarts?"
"I forgot."
Bertha was led to think seriously, but after a moment she still shook her head - she already felt a little headache.
"Think about it, the spells you learned, the cooking you learned, and even this exquisitely called the existence of universal food."
Voldemort's voice is low, "Can they master your bad memory? Can the position of the Ministry of Magic be so simple? Even as an assistant for Mr. Batty "
There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!
"I ... I don't know, sir ..."
Berhasha shook her head, and she felt even more painful.
"What you know, what you know, you are even jealous of newcomers this year, yes, that, Percy Weasley, he almost got the same position as you -obviously he is just a newcomer, right?" < br>
Tom stared at Bertha - he needed this woman so much.
Whether it is cooking or creating potions, or to figure out new things in the magic world, especially the universal food.
If the worm tail is good, then it may not be needed, but now, even if the person looks a little waste, it can still be selected.
"I ..."
"You know, and doubt it, but Mr. Batty claims that you are unsatisfactory. You are a completely confused egg. Then everyone thinks so, you become the existence of everyone in the Ministry of Magic, right? "
Voldemort's magic tone is even more gentle, and he feels perfect now -if the worm tail does not fall off, it is even better.
"You have doubted it, but the Ministry of Magic will not be fired, you plan to forget, after all, Mr. Batty said that he would retain your position, right?"
"No...no..."
"You think you should have been good at studying before, but your classmates at Hogwarts said you were not very smart... You think they are closer, right? But is it possible that you were bullied before?"
"Not."
Probably Wormtail swallowed too loudly, giving her time to think. Bertha shook her head, "I messed up their date!"
"But this has nothing to do with whether your grades are good or not. You don't have a good family, but you went to the Ministry of Magic to do odd jobs for Mr. Crouch - and that Percy was only pursuing this at the beginning. He is a genuine pure and simple person. Blood!”
"I ..."
"Your forgetfulness is not forgetfulness at all. You know, it was Mr. Crouch who suppressed you and cast a spell on you!"
Voldemort continued to be confused.
Yes - the spell was cast, but in order not to starve himself, he did not dare to break the forgetting spell.
At least, he couldn't do it before recovery.
If you recover, ‘stay if you use it. If you do n’t use it, you can force it forcibly, and then see what secrets are hiding in the old goods of Crouch. ‘
"He, I..."
"As for the Wormtail in front of me, he was also framed and suppressed, but he is not as lucky as you - me too, I was framed and suppressed, they are slandering me!"
"You?"
"Yes, I, we are all victims!" Voldemort laughed, but his tone was even more milder.
The fish is hooked.
(End of chapter)