Hogwarts: What are the four great masters doing?

There was a sigh in his low voice.

"No, it would be too obvious to contact the werewolves. I just provoked them."

A trace of pain flashed in Lucius's eyes, but then he straightened his back and raised his chin deliberately, as if trying to regain his former arrogance.

"They were too irritable, too crazy... those beasts."

His words reminded Ryan of the tight security he had seen at St. Mungo's Hospital before. At that time, Dean Olivia said that Lucius must be crazy to stimulate the werewolves by restricting investment in wolfsbane potion.

But now it seemed that Lucius Malfoy was not crazy.

He simply made his choice from that moment on – for his only child.

"Let me guess—werewolves attacked your estate, you perhaps knocked one out, scratched yourself with his claws...you turned into a werewolf, and then fled in the confusion."

"Those who were watching you would have searched frantically for you, but they could never have imagined... that the proud head of the Malfoy family would turn into a werewolf."

"And your wife, Narcissa Malfoy, might say you died in a werewolf attack?"

He could almost guess the truth of everything.

"It seems I underestimated you, Mr. Malfoy."

In response to Ryan's words, Lucius Malfoy did not refute, and he did not even show a hint of weakness.

He didn't ask Ryan to meet him today to gain sympathy.

"Elias."

His voice trembled.

"I'm not here to beg for charity, I have... the information you need - in exchange, you have to ensure Draco's safety and keep him away from all danger!"

he said firmly.

"...I can't say that with any certainty, Mr. Malfoy."

Ryan said very seriously at this moment: "I can only say that Headmaster Dumbledore and I will obviously do our best. Draco is a young wizard in the school. Even if there is no news from you, I dare say Dumbledore will not let him get hurt."

These words obviously made Lucius relax a lot - as long as he was not an enemy, Dumbledore's name was obviously very trustworthy.

"Tell me, then—what you know."

Ryan said softly.

Therefore, Lucius Malfoy really did not show any hesitation.

He recounted the previous meeting at Malfoy Manor—including the two pure-blood family patriarchs who were present at the time, as well as...

"Barty Crouch Jr.?"

Hearing the name again, Ryan's eyes flickered.

"..."

He gave a thoughtful look. "This is very important news, Mr. Malfoy."

he said softly.

That's right.

This news was indeed important - because it meant that what he had seen in the Department of Mysteries before was not an illusion, and there really was a 'Little Barty Crouch'.

Besides that, this little Barty appeared in front of Lucius... and at that time Voldemort obviously didn't really think that Lucius would betray him.

so...

"That little Barty shouldn't be an impersonator—there's no reason for him to pretend to be someone else in front of his own people, unless... his original appearance is very famous or very conspicuous?"

Ryan thought.

And then, what Lucius said next surprised him even more.

Barty Jr. borrowed Draco Malfoy from Lucius, and...

"More than?"

Ryan asked softly.

"Yes, that's our family's house elf."

Lucius explained.

"The man who must not be named, his plan seems to require two parts - one inside Hogwarts and the other outside, so they need two people to carry out the mission... Draco and Dobby, he is here to warn me..."

He obviously caught the clear warning in it.

But at the same time...

"They are not noble enough to be unaware that the great Malfoy family has even modified the contract with house-elves."

Lucius said this proudly, without mentioning that it was because his elf was not very obedient and always had some special ideas, so he temporarily added some 'rules' to him.

"As the head of the Malfoy family, I can sense Dobby's location... I know where it is."

Having said that, he also looked into Ryan's eyes.

"It's in Knockturn Alley... Borgin and Burke's in Knockturn Alley!"

Chapter 217 Borgin and Burke and Dobby!

"More than."

After separating from Lucius in Hogsmeade, Ryan did not return to Hogwarts immediately.

He just murmured the name, judging the truth in Lucius' words.

The conclusion was simple—he believed Lucius's words were true.

Based on the other party's attitude and behavior, it is not difficult to judge - becoming a werewolf is too painful a price to pay.

so...

"Knockturn Alley..."

Ryan muttered, and the next moment his figure disappeared from the spot, and he directly Apparated in Knockturn Alley.

That's right.

Ryan had been to Borgin and Burke before, on that day during the summer vacation, so he could naturally Apparate directly here.

The funny thing is, he also met Lucius Malfoy on that day - but the other party's situation was completely different from now.

"What fate..."

Ryan lamented the fickleness of fate.

The heavy, musty door of Borgin and Burke's was closed, and the shop was silent.

"really..."

But Ryan keenly noticed a considerable number of magical restrictions around the store.

Apparently, just as Lucius said, this place was under strict surveillance.

Ryan could even sense the magical fluctuations of black magic inside the store.

"It's not very clever, and it can't even be completely hidden..."

Ryan judged the other party's attainments in magic.

Then, without hiding his presence, he pushed the door open.

"Justice does not need to be hidden, only evil does."

This was the rule given to him by Gryffindor.

"Buzz!"

His sudden appearance obviously immediately broke the tranquility in the store.

The three figures wrapped in black robes, holding their wands tightly, all paused in surprise, but the next moment they almost simultaneously pointed the tips of their wands at Ryan from different dark corners.

"Avada Kedavra!"*3

The cold green light was very crisp.

"Oh, that's good."

Ryan exclaimed in admiration, but there was no gentleness in his admiration.

On the contrary, a sharp cold light had gathered in the depths of his blue eyes.

"Buzz!"

The speed of his Apparition was so great that the three dark wizards couldn't even catch him - there was no wand, and they didn't even hear any spells or fluctuations of magic.

And the next moment...

"boom!"

Three dazzling incandescent beams, like lightning exploding in the darkness, suddenly tore through the dim light in the shop—that was 'fainting'.

"Sorry, although I'm used to using magic to speak now, it's obviously not a good habit in battle..."

These words became the last words the three Death Eaters heard.

The next moment, fear solidified in their eyes.

Their bodies instantly stiffened like clumsy puppets, maintaining the ridiculous posture of holding sticks, and fell to the ground one after another, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Before the dust had settled, Ryan had already stepped over them.

His eyes looked towards the counter not far away, where was the curtain leading to the warehouse behind.

"Come out, Mr. Caractacus."

His voice was not loud, but it had undeniable penetrating power.

"..."

After a brief moment of dead silence, the curtain was lifted by a trembling hand, and Caractacus Bock stepped out from the shadows with a hunched body.

Ryan's expression was not very good.

He knew the origins of this old wizard - a reclusive master of the Dark Arts who had a good relationship with Voldemort in the past.