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When Zicomo walked in from outside, Lani stood up.

Hermione, who had been dozing off on Lani's shoulder, suddenly collapsed onto the sofa, which immediately woke her up.

Hermione got up from the sofa, ready to complain to Lani, when she looked up and saw Zicomo.

The little witch leaned closer and asked, "Cousin, what did Harry want with you that took so long?"

Zicomo replied, "Nothing serious, it's just that Harry found old Crouch dead in the Forbidden Forest and dragged me along to tell Dumbledore."

Hermione asked, looking completely bewildered, "That's the person in charge of the Triwizard Tournament, the director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation at the Ministry of Magic. If his death isn't a big deal, then what would be a big deal?"

Zicomo stroked his chin and said, "Hmm, for example, Voldemort coming to our door?"

Hermione was speechless; compared to this, old Crouch's death really wasn't a big deal.

She asked with some concern, "But won't old Crouch's death affect the Triwizard Tournament?"

Zicomo and Hermione had said that Voldemort planned to use the Triwizard Tournament as an opportunity to target Harry.

Now that Crouch is dead, if the Triwizard Tournament is suspended, wouldn't Voldemort have no chance to make a move?

Zicomo waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, isn't the director of the Department of Magical Sports still here? Fudge was also there when I went to the principal's office earlier, and he insisted on holding the Triwizard Tournament as scheduled."

Hermione visibly relaxed upon learning that the Triwizard Tournament would proceed as scheduled.

This way, she would still have a chance to face Voldemort.

As for old Crouch's death, Hermione could only express her deep regret, but she would avenge him when the time came.

Um, it seems she hasn't asked who killed old Crouch yet.

Hermione asked, "So who killed old Crouch?"

Zicomo replied, "Little Batty? (Unintelligible characters)"

Hermione frowned upon hearing this and asked, "Didn't Snape say he was captured by the Ministry of Magic?"

Zicomo said, "They escaped again!"

Hermione, exasperated, asked, "Is the Ministry of Magic really that incompetent? Letting prisoners escape time and time again?"

As far as she knows, this is the fourth time already, right?

First, it was Batistuta Jr.? (The rest of the text appears to be nonsensical and unrelated to the initial statement.)

I finally managed to sign Batistuta a while ago.

Hogwarts wasn't much better; she hadn't had a single peaceful year during her years there.

It was either Voldemort's minions infiltrating or the students being attacked.

Now look what's happened, even a high-ranking official in the Ministry of Magic has died.

I really don't know why this place is called the safest place in the entire wizarding world?

“While the Ministry of Magic is indeed incompetent, you’ve misunderstood this time,” Zicomo said. “The Ministry of Magic did not send Barty the Younger to the United States.”

Clearly, old Crouch failed to keep an eye on his son and was even killed by him.

Hermione asked, "What about Barty the Younger...?"

Zicomo replied, "Hmm, hasn't he already been teaching you for half a year?"

The little witch quickly understood what her cousin meant.

She was already in fourth grade, and the only teacher who had taught her for half a year was the new "mad-eyed man" Moody.

She recalled the smell she caught when she brushed past 'Moody' once, just as 'Moody' took out his flask and took a swig.

She said the taste was so familiar; it was the taste of the 'compound decoction' she had prepared when she was in second grade.

Hermes exclaimed, "I never expected Little Barty to be so talented!"

Zicomo said, "No one expected his disguise and imitation skills to be so superb."

Hermione asked, "Should we reveal his identity?"

Do you know that the current 'Moody' is Batistuta Jr.?

If it were Harry, he'd probably be fighting Barty Jr. right now.

Zicomo said, "Not yet. If we expose him now, how will we lure out Voldemort behind him?"

Hermione nodded; alerting the enemy at this point was indeed not the right choice.

Let Little Batistuta...

....... . ...

"By the way," Hermione asked, looking at Huang Xi perched on Zicomo's shoulder, "Huang Xi, why are you out here?"

She also knew Huang Xi well; she was someone who wouldn't leave her home for eight hundred years.

Every time she went to visit Huang Xi, Huang Xi was almost always asleep.

Huang Xi replied, "Zikomo asked me to come out for a bit and also invited you guys to grab a late-night snack."

“You really need to get out and about,” Hermione said, completely agreeing. “Then what are we waiting for? Let’s go!”

Zicomo pulled Hermione back and said, "No rush, I have something else to take care of."

Hermione asked, "What is it?"

Zicomo told Hermione about the purpose of the Primal Stone Blade and how Snape and Leia wanted to transform their souls into Primal Stones.

Hermione was very surprised that such a magical item existed.

She asked Zicomo, "Could you also turn my mom and dad into magicians?"

If Mrs. Granger knew Hermione's thoughts, she would be very touched.

It's rare that this daughter, who can't even remember writing letters home, can think of her parents immediately in a situation like this.

Zicomo shrugged and said, "Of course, no problem, provided you can convince your aunt and uncle to let me stab them in the heart."

As he spoke, Zicomo took out the Source Stone Knife.

This knife is over thirty centimeters long, and although it is called a knife, it is actually sharpened on both sides.

Moreover, there are three serrated spikes on both sides.

Zicomo had washed the blood off the Source Stone Blade, making it even sharper and more menacing.

Hermione looked at the Primal Stone knife in Zicomo's hand with some trepidation.

Regardless of whether she dares to stab her parents in the heart, Hermione is certain that if she dares to mention this to her parents, she will be severely beaten.

Let alone in the Muggle world, even in the wizarding world, being stabbed through the heart is a sure way to die.

For the Muggle Grangers, accepting this conversion was still quite a shock.

Hermione was troubled, unsure how to get them to accept the conversion.

Chapter 232 Snape's Transformation Ritual, Two People Resembling Father and Daughter

Zicomo ruffled Hermione's hair and said, "Alright, we can think about this later. Now we should go and perform the conversion ritual on Snape."

Hermione nodded and followed Zicomo out of the Gryffindor common room.

Lani remained silent throughout; she showed no interest in these matters.

To her, little Barty...

The three people and one bird arrived at the open-air balcony on the west side of Hogwarts.

Zicomo took out the materials and began to inscribe the magic circle for the transformation ritual.

Actually, Zicomo specifically asked Teacher Seren to teach him this magic circle.

After all, Zicomo wouldn't have needed this magic circle before he obtained the Source Stone Blade.

Not long after the magic circle was drawn, Snape brought Leia here.

Zicomo greeted Leah: "Good evening, didn't Lillian come along?"

"Good evening," Leah replied. "I'll be temporarily keeping Lillian at your house."

Zicomo nodded. The scene was going to be a bit bloody, and it wouldn't be good for the little one to see it. Not bringing her was the right choice.

Zicomo looked at Snape and said, "Ready? If you're ready, we can begin."

Hearing that it was time to begin, Leah nervously gripped Snape's hand.

Snape patted Lydia's hand gently, assuring her to relax.

He said, "I'm ready, what do I do?"

Zicomo pointed to the magic circle in front of him and said, "It's very simple, just stand inside."

Snape did as he was told and walked to the center of the magic circle.

Zicomo took out the Source Stone Knife, waved it in his hand, and said, "Will you do it yourself, or should I help you?"

Snape's initial nervousness was completely put to rest by Zicomo's antics.

He wanted to do it himself, but the problem was he couldn't bring himself to do it!