Crouch and his son are both Slytherins.
Naughtiness and lack of straightforwardness are always written on his face.
Old Batty was proud of his son, but he always kept this pride deep in his heart and never spoke it out.
It is also because of this that in the eyes of little Barty, his father never took him as a pride, which led to the idea of joining the Death Eaters to prove himself.
But this disaster made Old Barty almost lose his son again.
The debt he once owed has not yet been repaid, which frightens him.
The current old Barty is not the best Minister of Magic in a century, nor is he a candidate for the International Federation of Wizards.
He was just a father, a father who was afraid of losing his son.
The father and son reconcile here.
Odom's voice came.
"Hey, there's another one here, give me a hand!"
Odom didn't have one hand to save the person, so he grabbed the person buried under the rubble and dragged him outside.
Barty Sr. and Barty Jr. go over.
They cleared the heavy objects on top and had people dragged out.
"Why does it look familiar?" Odom stared at the rescued man's face.
Suddenly, the rescued person opened his eyes.
Odom was shocked.
"Are you okay?" Odom said to the man whose face was covered in blood.
The other party didn't respond, just looked at himself.
Odom was a little unhappy, and he didn't need to thank himself for saving his life.
He looked around and said, "We need to reorganize personnel for rescue and leave first."
As a candidate who can be nominated, Odom is not mediocre.
The attack did not affect the castle in the sky, and the wizards there still didn't know what happened.
"I'll take Ms. Zhang down, Batty...Old Batty, you can bring your son over later."
Odom glanced at the father and son, and said to the rescued person: "Can you still move? Leave with us."
The rescued man's dazed look made people wonder if he had damaged his brain.
Little Barty looked at the other person, and he looked more and more familiar.
Suddenly, the man yelled, "Make magic great again!"
It's Starr, he didn't die, but he didn't intend to live either.
The thing in his hand loosened, it was a button.
"Armor Protection (Protego)"
Without thinking, Old Barty pointed his wand at Little Barty.
Fire surrounded the area.
Odom had no time to react, and his body had been devoured.
"Father!"
The violent explosion blew little Barty away.
Under the firelight, he saw Old Batty's guilty eyes.
The horrific explosion caused another damage to the Sky Castle.
A rumbling vibration.
Little Barty rolled on the ground more than ten times and almost fainted.
He fell to the ground, just in time to see a dozen falling objects dragging firelight flying towards him from the sky.
One falling particle is a devastating blow that destroys everything.
Without hesitation and enduring his grief, Barty Jr. picked up the wand Old Barty dropped and used Apparition to leave.
Jing Zhang looked at the approaching death, sat up, and straightened her hair.
Three consecutive crashes into the sky castle completely destroyed this place.
The rest, amid the screams of the inhabitants, destroyed the place.
This is a disaster in the history of magic.
Anyone who survived that disaster will never forget it.
That was the day Muggle technology dealt a devastating blow to magic.
The magic that I was so proud of was so fragile.
This disaster made people see the insignificance of magic, the weakness of wizards, and the power of Muggles.
And this disaster is far from over.
...
in the kingdom of bhutan
On the east side, a group of people dressed as wizards and Muggles did not speak.
They just watched the explosive signal coming back in silence.
In the void, a golden line was drawn.
Then a passage appeared.
John came out.
He was silent and asked, "Why?"
"Magical society is in decline," said the scholarly old man with glasses on his face, "we have to save it."
"Thousands of people were killed by your rescue."
There was endless coldness in John's eyes.
Although he got the position from the general and rushed there, he was still a step late.
The old scholar said: "They don't understand this and the harm caused by Muggles. This is a wake-up call."
His voice stopped abruptly.
The body was shattered by white light.
John didn't lower his wand, but looked at the others.
A young man came out and said, "To make magic great again, my dear second king."
"The birth of a hero is accompanied by the existence of the devil," the young man said. "One body has two sides. Evil must exist before there can be justice."
"Only in this way can heroes be born who can lead everyone on the right path."
John knew that these people had no regrets.
They are like martyrs, willing to die for their ideals.
John raised his wand and white ripples spread out.
Everyone dies.
He opened a passage and headed to the origin of magic.
There is devastation everywhere, and there are endless wailings under the ruins.
This is Grindelwald's ultimate goal, a performance that deceives everyone.
John's expression was numb, and he walked towards the Castle in the Sky.
Someone asked him for help on the road, but he didn't seem to hear him.
Step by step towards the destroyed castle, John saw it.
He sees his partner.
Yes, it's him.
That almost carbonized body.
John walked away numbly.
He lost, completely.
With careful planning, he wanted to push Old Barty into that position.
But the result was a huge failure.
He reached out and touched old Batty's hand, and the residue fell off as soon as he touched it.
"It seems I'm not smart enough."
John stared at Old Barty's body and slowly stood up.
Like a zombie, he walked down.
die.
cry.
wail.
The flames carried the smell of burning, and there was a cry under the ruins.
The cries of lost loved ones, the groans of pain.
Everything was impacting the second king's heart.
He thought he had been through enough.
Killing Voldemort is enough to put yourself at the top.
That brutal Hogwarts battle was enough to make me proud.
John's heart throbbed.
He stumbled and looked up.
Half of the body buried under the rubble was revealed, and that face was Theodore.
Seeing his familiar face, John's numb expression finally took on another color.
He waved the weight on Theodore away and pulled the man out. He used a healing spell to let Theodore heal.
Theodore wakes up and sees John.
John put the man down and his body erupted with light.
Then flew into the sky.
Like a little sun, he attracted everyone in this disaster.
John waved his wand.
The passage in front of you opens.
The Star Spirit Divine Guards appeared, and golden little men jumped from the sky one by one and turned into divine guards when they landed.
Then he waved again, "Divine Guard"
body. "
Streams of silver light flew out of the wand and fell to the ground.
Where he pointed, elemental divine guards rose from the ground.
They moved the rubble away and rescued the people inside.
White light condensed on the tip of the wand and fell from the sky.
Wherever the light shines, the injured are healed.
At this moment, John was like a god coming to the world.
His light shines upon every wizard.
A Ministry of Magic employee was treated with white light. He watched this scene, silently raised his wand, and used projection magic.
The extinguished images of the Ministry of Magic in various countries gradually lighted up.
Everyone who was affected by the attack just now was there watching.
They saw that the second king was shining brightly.
They saw that the second king saved the world.
This disaster was caused by John's help.
In the ruins of death, thousands of wizards were rescued.
They all looked at the man who was like a god.
Facing everyone's gaze, John slowly fell down.
He didn't speak, just walked by silently.
The wizard looked at him.
John stopped and said calmly: "Go home and take them back."
No one objected to his words.
The wizard found his family and friends. They looked at the dead people and tears fell silently.
Justice is born out of evil.
Heroes are born after disaster.
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