Hogwarts: What bad intentions could the little badger have?

Almost the same thing is happening.

However, the one sitting in the chair with a miserable look on his face was Mr. Worley.

"I already knew that guy had bad intentions."

He threw the newspaper in his hand onto the table.

The violent rise and fall of his chest showed that he was extremely angry.

The familiar headlines still appeared in the newspaper.

However, compared with Mr. Worley.

Mrs. Worley seemed much calmer.

"This is all fabricated by those unscrupulous media."

"You shouldn't believe it."

Mr. Worley said, "But...you know!"

"The Delacours have lost a daughter too!"

"It has something to do with this boy named Blake Green!"

Mrs. Worley remained calm.

She talked to Blake.

She knew very well that Blake was a very ambitious child.

There was no way he would make such a low-level mistake.

To put it bluntly, if he really wants to do something bad.

There is no way anyone could catch him.

It is even less likely to be widely reported in newspapers.

"I still believe it was just a coincidence."

"You should have seen the seeds I brought you."

"He has such talent, it can be said that..."

"If they still have feelings for each other after seven or eight years..."

"You know, I'd hardly object to them being together."

"So, there's no need for Blake to make a fuss at this time."

"It's just that it's a little too coincidental."

"We happened to be there when the Delacour family was about to put up a missing person notice."

"Besides, we were looking for the Aurors at the same time..."

“So it’s inevitable that it will be noticed by the media.”

"You know, the media loves this kind of thing..."

The two of them sat in the room with sad faces.

Cassandra is indeed missing now.

Even if it wasn't Blake who did it...

Or that is, if Blake hadn't done it.

Cassandra's situation could become even more dangerous!

"That shouldn't be the case!" Mr. Waller suddenly said, "No matter who it is or what their purpose is, they should have sent us a letter by now!"

You kidnappers must have a reason for kidnapping people, right?

Whether it's for money or revenge, you should always contact your family...

but now……

No news at all!

Mrs. Volley also frowned.

That day, she and her daughter Cassandra went shopping in a Muggle fashion store.

But when she came out trying on clothes.

But Cassandra was missing.

After asking the clerk.

The clerk just said that she suddenly ran out by herself.

As for where to go, the shop assistants didn't pay much attention.

And then...Cassandra disappeared.

Mrs. Worley even called the police using a Muggle identity.

But the Muggle police didn't find anything either.

The only thing we know is who Cassandra was chasing that day...

In short, on the same day, Cassandra also had the eldest daughter of the Delacour family.

Missing at the same time!

Moreover, it's like he has disappeared from the face of the earth!

They used alchemical tools for tracking people to search, but still found nothing.

It's like... they no longer exist in this world.

Coincidentally, the Delacour family seemed to have done the same thing, with the same result.

Just when the couple were looking worried.

There was a knock on the hotel door.

Mr. Worley stood up with a weary look on his face, went to the door and opened it.

Standing outside the door was a man who was even more handsome than the woman.

Her long silver hair draped behind her made her look like an elf in the legend.

This familiar look...is almost the same as Furong.

"Are you Mr. Wallace?" the man asked.

"Are you Mr. Delacour?" Mr. Volley also guessed the other party's identity.

Mr. Delacour smiled reluctantly.

"Yes...you should know why I'm here."

Mr. Vorley nodded and invited Mr. Delacour in.

"I know, your daughter also..."

"So I want to ask, do you guys know the name Blake Green?"

Mrs. Worley said, "Yes, he is my daughter's friend."

Mr. Delacour became excited. "Well, do you know where he came from?"

"The disappearance of our two daughters may be related to him!"

"Perhaps, if we check his family situation, we'll find some clues!"

Mrs. Worley sighed, "I actually know his origins. He told me that day."

"What? Why didn't you tell me?" asked Mr. Worley in surprise.

"I forgot." Mrs. Volley said simply. "And you were so excited when you got the new seeds that day that you didn't ask anything."

"So, can you tell me about his background?" Mr. Delacour asked politely.

"He's from the Dumbledore family, if he's not lying."

Mr. Delacour: !!

Mr. Worley: !!

……

"Alas..." Dumbledore took off his glasses and wiped them vigorously.

On his desk was a French edition of the Daily Prophet.

"How come this little guy always causes trouble wherever he goes..."

Dumbledore murmured.

"Do you really believe Blake would do something like this?"

Grindelwald's voice sounded at an inopportune moment.

"Believe me, if Blake wanted to date a girl, he wouldn't have to resort to such despicable means as kidnapping!"

Dumbledore glanced up at him, then slowly put on his glasses.

"I certainly don't believe that Blake would do such a thing..."

Grindelwald suddenly laughed and said, "Even if that little bastard Black really did this stupid thing, it won't be a big problem."

"The most I can do is to be responsible for the two little girls afterwards."

"The Dumbledore family is too small. If Black finds a few more young wives, the Dumbledore family will become stronger in the future."

Dumbledore's face darkened: "Don't you know that a man can only have one wife? It is illegal to have more than one wife!"

Grindelwald said nonchalantly: "So what? As long as we are not married, she is not considered my wife, and of course it is not illegal..."

"You old bastard! Is this how you plan to educate Black?" Dumbledore was almost furious.

"Any problem? This is very much in line with the 'regulations'," Grindelwald said.

It is indeed not illegal to live together without being officially married...

Dumbledore suppressed his anger.

"By the way...why did you come here?"

Dumbledore was obviously unhappy about Grindelwald coming to his office.

It’s like the other person has invaded your privacy.

Grindelwald frowned. "Why can't I come here?"

"I am now Connelly's specially appointed ministerial advisor."

"Where in wizarding Britain can I not go?"

Dumbledore sighed helplessly.

He watched Grindelwald extend his hand into the power center of the British Ministry of Magic.

But nothing can be done.

Now, we have the help of Grindelwald, the minister's advisor.

Fudge hadn't even sent an owl to ask for his opinion anymore.

"Whether Blake did these things or not... one thing is the same."

"That means Blake is missing too."

Dumbledore didn't want to argue with Grindelwald at this time.

Blake is missing.

It’s a good thing to have one more person to help find Blake at this time.

Not to mention someone with such enormous power as Grindelwald.

"I have no doubt that he will be fine," Grindelwald said. "This little guy is actually very strong."

Dumbledore rubbed his forehead, "Are you sure?"