"Peter, Pet?"

Batty Crouch, the old man, shook his head quickly.

Batty Crouch, the old man, still knows nothing about these situations, is still recalling the past: "That man... had been killed by Sirius seven or eight years ago, so he also received the first-class medal of the Sir Merlin..."

The explosion between Petr and Sirius Black was personally handled by Batty Crouch, and he was still very impressed by this incident.

A person defined as death…

How could it be the third generation of Dark King?

"etc…"

Barty Crouch, the old man immediately remembered the compound decoction ingredients that Wiesen Wright asked him to send to Hogwarts on the day of school, and Hogwarts directly closed the school after the night of school.

It must be Wiesen Wright's trick!

This little devil got into big trouble the night he entered Hogwarts!

Otherwise, Hogwarts would not have been able to inexplicably seal the school for a school season! The only problem is that compound decoction can only be disguised as a living person, which also means that Petrite Peter is indeed alive...

"Remember?"

Weissen Wright was resting his backrest leisurely and mentioned the past with a smile: "The mouse I wanted to get from the Weasleys...that mouse is Petr, who has always lived..."

"An illegal Animagus!"

Old Batty Crouch's expression changed immediately, and he spoke in disbelief: "Peter, a petty dwarf, is an illegal Animagus who can transform into an animal... He did not die in that explosion at all!"

"yes."

Wiesen Lait nodded and softly praised Peter, saying, "And from that day on, Mr. Peter's life has been very exciting...it will soon become more and more exciting."

"But, if I remember correctly..."

Batty Crouch, the old man recalled the story that happened that day and couldn't help saying, "That day, you seemed to have pulled some hairs from it, and asked me to send you some ingredients for the compound decoction that night."

When talking about this, Batty Crouch, the old man immediately firmed his mind and continued to ask: "Do you know why Peter the Pet is still alive? What did you do with his identity during this period?"

"It seems a bit too many, I can't count it."

Wiesen Wright glanced at Old Batty Crouch, rubbed his forehead and continued: "There will be more in the future. You don't need to worry about this. We just borrow his identity for the time being, because it is impossible for us to take the initiative to deal with Voldemort. Only the identity of Petr is the most suitable..."

“…”

Batty Crouch, the old man, didn't know what to say.

This little devil must have helped Little Dwarf Peter become the third generation of Dark King?

Wiesen Wright seemed to be able to understand Barty Crouch's thoughts, and did not intend to deny his thoughts: "I am just a Hogwarts student and cannot be exposed to Dumbledore's vigilance.

So now I have created a terrifying and powerful third-generation Dark King, and use this identity to deal with the second-generation Dark King Voldemort. Is that reasonable?"

“…”

Old Batty Crouch thought for a while, then nodded slowly, and then asked: "Peter, is a innocent wizard or a..."

"How many innocent people do you think there were in the magic world back then?"

Wiesen Wright looked at the eyes of Old Batty Crouch, suddenly asked him, and added another answer: "Peter, a spy who is loyal to Voldemort, has been secretly planning Voldemort's return."

“…”

Batty Crouch, the old man, immediately lost any burden.

Anyone who attempts to resurrect Voldemort must be his enemy.

Batty Crouch, the old man, even offered his own opinions: "Is there anything I need to do now? For example, confirm that he is the third generation of Dark King. If he still works, it will be too early to reveal his identity..."

"Um."

Wiesen Wright seemed to have thought of something and said casually: "It's probably not long before Dumbledore might ask you about the Sirius Black bombing, maybe tell him a false news.

When you quickly dealt with the explosions of Dwarf Peter and Sirius Black, you went to the scene to investigate the situation many times, and encountered a short and fat black wizard sneak attack, but at that time you thought it was just a deception and wanted to take revenge on your Death Eater."

“…”

This kind of thing is at most a trivial matter.

Only add icing on the cake to Petr, the third generation Dark King.

Old Batty Crouch rubbed his scalp and felt a little numb. He finally spoke to change the topic: "Don't we really need to go to the Godric Valley on Christmas Day?"

"unnecessary."

Wiesen Wright looked at the scenery outside the window and whispered: "In the future, you only need to say to everyone, all your energy is focused on one thing, and try to train me to become an Auror who fights the black wizard."

As he said this, Wiesen Wright explained: "My strength will grow faster and faster. I need to find a suitable reason for strength that grows too fast..."

"I see."

Old Batty Crouch nodded slowly and agreed.

"Don't worry."

Wiesen Wright looked at Old Batty Crouch, who was sitting in the driver's seat and said calmly: "If Mr. Batty wants to completely give up his worship of Voldemort, what we have to do is to defeat all of Voldemort, whether it is his magic, his body, his soul, and his mind."

Wiesen Wright looked at Old Batty Crouch, who was a little unmoved in the driver's seat, and his body slowly leaned forward, but a kind of bewitching like a curse appeared in his tender voice.

“If one day…”

"Mr. Batty knew one thing..."

"The Dark King I have always followed, but it's just a pawn in his father's hand...Mr. Crouch, do you think Mr. Batty will still admire him?"

"…I have no idea."

Old Batty Crouch clutch clutch his palms tightly on the steering wheel.

This kind of thing...

No wizard dares to think about it.

Old Batty Crouch was no exception. He could only turn his head slowly and look at Weisen Wright: "Do you think we can do this?"

"This definitely requires enough strength first."

Wiesen Wright retreated in the back seat, and his expression gradually faded: "During the Christmas holiday, I will try to challenge the first generation of Dark King Gellert Grindelwald."

"Are you crazy?"

Old Batty Crouch immediately became nervous: "You are only eleven years old, you are already strong enough, and that is Grindelwald. The legendary wizards in Europe will shivering under his wand in fear!"

"Okay, then I'll say it another way."

Wiesen Wright slowly closed his eyes, then suddenly opened it again, and chuckled and said, "Mr. Peter, a little dwarf, will challenge the first generation of Dark King Grindelwald, and confirm that he has the power to become the third generation of Dark King..."

“…”

Old Batty Crouch is a little unaware of what to say.

This little guy, Weisen Wright, spared no effort to pour dirty water on Petite!

This was not Wiesen's whim.

During this period, in addition to testing his strength and getting Grindelwald's related mission rewards, Wiesen Wright also wanted to let Dumbledore, the strongest white wizard, recognize one thing...

Petr...

As the third generation of Dark King...

He would never be caught so easily!

“Godric Valley must be a cover…”

Wiesen Wright glanced at the invitation sent by Dumbledore, and a ball of flame flew out of his palm, turning the invitation into a ball of ashes: "The real danger must be in Hogwarts, but I must go to Hogwarts as Petr on Christmas Day..."

“This is dangerous.”

"So I will test my strength first."

Wiesen Wright said calmly about his plan, a Christmas plan that could confront Dumbledore: "I will challenge Grindelwald as Petr, and if I can win, I will throw this first generation Dark Lord into the Godric Valley as a reply to Dumbledore..."

Wiesen Wright glanced at Old Barty Crouch, who was sitting in the driver's seat, and continued softly: "When Dumbledore was attracted by Grindelwald, I would take this opportunity to go to Hogwarts to cause some trouble, but Dumbledore could no longer stop me at that time..."

Wiesen Wright slowly clenched his fists and let a ball of ashes dye his palms black. A hint of confidence and perseverance in his eyes appeared in his eyes: "I will make our principal realize a problem. How cunning Peter is the third generation of Dark King, Little Dwarf, is definitely not so easy to be plotted by him..."

“…”

Old Batty Crouch shook his head speechlessly.

If it weren't for the little guy Weisen Wright, who was talking about his plan coldly, and directly threw all the blame to Peter the little dwarf, this look was really a bit stylish...

Why…

Is this guy so skilled in getting rid of the blame?

"What if...you failed?"

Batty Crouch, the old man, proposed another possibility.

Wiesen Wright didn't care about this kind of thing at all. He spread his palms and whispered: "Then from then on, the first generation of Dark King Grindelwald will reappear on earth. The little dwarf Peter is just a lackey under his seat..."

“…”

Batty Crouch, the old man, didn't know what he could say.

Weisen glanced at the helpless old Barty Crouch, smiled and slowly shook his head. A powerful magic tide slowly gathered in Weisen's palm and then disappeared invisibly.

"Believe me, I won't lose."
Chapter completed!