"Look at who this is, my dear Mr. Consultant, I haven't seen you for a while."
Two waves of people met.
When Boke saw Yang An, he stopped talking to Fuji, and came forward enthusiastically, spreading his arms exaggeratedly. He also held an exquisite short staff in his left hand, which was inlaid with various precious gems.
Of course, the most precious thing is the magic circle pattern carved by Yang An himself. He does not want his "white gloves" to die in a conspiracy.
This person is quite comfortable to use.
"Mr. Boke, I'm so happy to see you. I hope everything is fine." Yang An said with a smile.
The two hugged each other.
Old Bock raised a strange smile on his lips, his face was noble, and he held a cane, nodded to the curious Penelo and Hermione, and narrowed his eyes.
"Which of these two beautiful ladies is your girlfriend?"
"It's my classmate." Yang An corrected and turned his head to introduce Penelo and Hermione.
"This is my boss, the helm of Birmingham Company, Mr. Karaktakus Bock."
Penelo's eyes lit up. She still remembered her work and said with a generous smile, "Hello, Mr. Bock."
Hermione also gave a restrained greeting.
While the three of them were chatting.
When Foggy and others noticed this scene, they were a little surprised. His Excellency Boke, who was about to become the richest man in the British magic world, actually took the initiative to talk to a young man?
All of them cast curious eyes.
"Those Bulgarians are really difficult to deal with. They are deliberately making fun of Fuji." Bok pulled Yang An's arm and whispered, winking and making him feel more friendly.
Yang An looked along and the Bulgarian Magic Minister in a deep purple robe was talking to Fujiji.
From Fudge's awkward expression and sweat-wiping handkerchief, he needs help from an interpreter.
"I think the company can carry out a business, for example, helping the International Affairs Department provide translation services?" Yang An joked.
Boke was stunned, then nodded in his eyes, "Why didn't I expect this?"
Yang An: "."
Seeing Fuji and others coming over, Yang opened some distance.
"Mr. Bock, thank you for giving me the ticket."
He looks like he respects Boke very much.
"Mr. Bock, who is this young man?"
Just so happened that Fuji led a group of VIPs over and looked at Yang An up and down. Seeing that Yang An was of extraordinary temperament and looked handsome, he said with a bright smile.
"This is a senior consultant to our Birmingham company, Mr. Ann Young. Although he is still studying in Hogwarts, he has helped me a lot and provided me with many excellent ideas. He is a talented and talented young man."
Boke patted Yang An on the shoulder and praised, "I treat him as my nephew."
Hearing this, Forge obviously became more enthusiastic and his smile became brighter.
"This is His Excellency Fudge, Minister of Magic." Boke introduced to Yang An.
"Mr. Minister, I am already looking forward to meeting you." Yang An showed an impeccable smile, bowed slightly, stretched out his hand and asked softly.
Such a small flattery obviously made Fuji very useful, especially when he learned that Boke was optimistic about Yang An.
Moreover, the young man in front of him turned out to be a senior consultant of Birmingham Company, so he immediately smiled.
"I also admire an excellent young man like you. If you want, you can write me a letter. I am happy to chat with the young man and give you advice as an elder, if you don't dislike me."
As he said that, Fuji also squeezed at Yang An, then turned his head to introduce Yang An to those curious Bulgarians.
Yang An and Boke had eye contact.
Fudge specifically asked Bock to help support the scene. After all, Birmingham's business is now spread throughout Europe and is a veritable multinational enterprise.
Fudge's kind and kind look also fell into Harry's eyes, and he was so surprised that he was.
Ginny beside her murmured in a low voice, "Does that Yang actually know the minister? Oh my God."
Harry noticed that Lucius and his family left quietly.
They walked in just now and had some conflict with Mr. Weasley, and now they are in disgrace. Although Harry doesn't know the reason, he feels very comfortable.
Taking this opportunity, Harry hesitated and went to Hermione, "Hermione, your wand is right, I want to say sorry to you."
Hermione took the wand handed over by Harry, with a plain expression, "It doesn't matter, it has nothing to do with you Harry."
But the more Hermione did, the more uncomfortable Harry felt, "Hermione, why don't you come back, Mr. Weasley said he would hold a party for you."
"No need."
Hermione refused very simply, "I want to go home even more."
After saying that, Hermione sighed, "Maybe I will recover when school starts, but now, I'm sorry Harry."
Harry nodded, he could understand.
But Harry didn't know that Hermione was drifting away from them. After all, seeing Yang An's style, when they looked at Harry and Ron, they seemed a little too childish.
Although Hermione didn't say it, she could come to such a conclusion with a little comparison in her heart.
So it's hard for her to go back to the previous relationship with Harry and Ron.
When cracks appear, even if they heal, they will leave traces.
Can't make up for it.
It was already late at night after the game.
An Yang, Hermione and Penelo returned to the camp and prepared to rest for another night and leave tomorrow.
"I have something to go out."
Yang An told Hermione and Penelo who were chatting.
"Go out? Where to go?" Penelo asked curiously.
"Something is wrong, by the way, if something happens tonight, Hermione, remember to activate the ring, don't forget to bring Penelo with you."
Following Yang An's instructions, Hermione's original enthusiasm became a little nervous, "What happened to Yang? What happened?"
"I'm not sure, but it may be a little mess." Yang An comforted the two of them with a smile, "It's okay, you will be very safe."
Seeing that he couldn't ask anything, Hermione and Penelo had to give up, "Okay, Yang, go and go back quickly, be careful."
"Don't worry."
When Yang An left, Hermione couldn't sit still. She looked at Penelo, "Are we just watching Yang leave alone?"
"I think it's better to follow his instructions."
Unexpectedly, Penelo said quietly, Hermione was a little surprised.
"Yang is a mysterious and attractive man. He has too many secrets, but I don't want to know them all. Being with him is enough." Penelo said in a shocking voice, with a quiet smile on her face, "Why ask too much? Men look charming only if they have secrets, right?"
Hermione didn't understand, but finally sat down, "Can you tell me how you met Yang and how you were together?" "Of course."
Leave Hermione's tent.
Yang An hesitated for a moment, and then he added another circle of protective magic to the tent, then disappeared directly and left.
When he met Boke just now, Yang An noticed a timid house elf who came out of their box at the end.
It lowered its head and kept silent, hiding in the corner, and no one cared about it.
That should have been.
But Yang An is an exception. Now he wants to find this house-raising elf.
More luxurious campsite.
Compared to the lively and celebrations on the other side of the ordinary camp, it seems very quiet. You can see some decent dressed people communicating with people around you and talking big.
"This competition made me a big profit. As long as one-third of the foreign wizards go to Diagon Alley for a walk, it will be enough to make a fortune."
"Of course, you can't compare with Mr. Greengrass. I have always wanted to communicate with a real pure-blood nobleman. It is my honor to chat with you and your wife"
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A luxurious tent with the Crouch surname sign.
Silently, the curtain was slightly opened, but the protective magic on it did not sound an alarm.
As the curtain fell.
The last tinge of noise outside completely disappeared, and with it the silence.
The space inside the tent is naturally much larger than that outside, and it is luxuriously decorated, but it only has one floor, with about six or seven rooms on the left and right, and there are also side halls on both sides.
Yang An remained invisible, floating in the air, and quietly headed towards the only room with light.
Suddenly, a strange sound of banging and banging was heard, which was very terrifying in the quiet room.
Inside a half-closed door in the corridor.
The source of the weird sound finally appeared.
I saw a short house elf with gray and wrinkled skin hitting a copper bottle with his head. He exerted forcefully and his forehead soon became red and swollen.
Yang An looked around and found that the house was messy, with cracked vases on the ground, and there were no one in the paintings on the wall, hanging them on them or falling to the ground.
Something seems to be wrong.
At least he didn't see the person who should be here.
"Shanshan deserves to be damn, Oh my God, what will happen if the master knows about this."
The house elf on the ground was still crying, with a big hole cracked on his face, and blood was still oozing out of it, but it ignored the terrifying scars on its face.
"Stop crying."
Suddenly, a voice sounded from the ears of the house elf. It shivered, raised its head in a daze and looked around, but did not see anyone appear.
The next second, a spell suddenly hit the house elf. Its body trembled, and its originally agile eyes gradually became confused.
Yang An's figure slowly appeared in the room like rippling water.
Looking at the house elf standing in front of him, he asked quickly, "Where is Little Bati Crouch?"
"Young Master, Young Master, he. No, I can't say it."
The house elf shining with resistance and tension appeared on his face, and Xiao Xiaoyi actually wanted to fight against Yang An.
It can only be said that the wizards still underestimate the goblins too much. Although the domestic elves have been enslaved by wizards for hundreds of years and their slavery has been deeply rooted, they have excellent magical talents and their own race's talents and magic.
When the wizards completely put aside their guard against the goblins and domestic elves, it is probably the next time the wizards fight against the goblins.
Yang An increased some magic output.
"I want to help you Shanshan, tell me, Bati Crouch, where have you been?"
After changing several times, Shining expression finally collapsed, her voice was painful, her face was filled with fear and panic, she shouted.
"Young Master, Young Master, he ran away! Oh my God!!!"
After saying that, Shanshan habitually picked up the brass bottle and smashed it hard on his head, and it was so bloody that it had no intention of stopping.
"The master trusts Shanshan so much, and finally agreed to Shanshan to take the young master out and leave for a long time. But"
Shanshan cried bitterly and said incoherently, "But the young master escaped!"
"How did he escape?"
Faced with the tears of Shanshan, Yang An's questioning was a bit unkind, and he was not affected by Shanshan.
Shanshan didn't say anything, and was still sobbing, worried that her master, Mr. Crouch, knew how to punish her for this matter. Maybe it was clothes!
Yang An had no choice but to forcefully search for Shanshan's memory.
Soon, the flashing memory flashed in Yang An's eyes.
From leaving the Quidditch competition venue to Crouch Jr.'s sudden attack, it was a blonde middle-aged man with unshaven bearded and messy hair.
My eyes were so black that it was a bit scary.
The other party's eyes were flashing with madness, and he raised his wand in his hand to face the panicked and shocked house elf.
"It's piercing the heart and the bones! It's piercing the heart and the bones!"
Two consecutive spells hit the thin and poor house elf Shining, leaving a terrifying scar on her face.
The crazy man stared at the house elf who was rolling under his feet and screaming and begging, but he showed no mercy. Instead, a bit of cruel pleasure flashed in his eyes.
The man stopped after tortured the house elf to death.
But he was not planning to let Shinshang go.
He pulled the house elf who had completely lost his ability to resist like a pool of mud from the ground and said in a twisted and hoarse voice.
"Go and tell my father that this matter is not over. I will come back and I will repay him!!!"
After that, the man threw the house elf to the ground and left without looking back.
Only the fainted house elf was left. After eased for more than a day, he woke up. He didn't know what to do, so he had to punish himself.
Seeing the complete process, Yang An left a deep impression on the hideous blonde man. It seemed that this guy who was similar to a lunatic was Little Bati Crouch.
"I didn't expect it to be one step late." Yang An narrowed his eyes, a little confused, because he had just confirmed that Harry Potter's wand was not lost.
Where did Bati Crouch steal the wand from?
Yang An came to watch the Quidditch World Cup for this little Bati.
In the original work, he was Voldemort's most loyal subordinate and a complete madman. It was precisely because of him that Voldemort was able to successfully obtain Harry Potter's blood and complete his resurrection.
Mastering Bati Crouch, you will undoubtedly master the exact resurrection time of Voldemort, which is quite tempting to Yang An, and even do something when Voldemort is resurrected.
It shouldn't be far.
Yang An quickly made a judgment, and at this moment, a burst of noise suddenly appeared outside the tent, and someone could vaguely hear the screams of someone.
Yang An erased the memory of the house elf Shinshan after he appeared, and then left the tent.
In any case, Bati Crouch can't let go!
(This chapter ends)