Chapter 672 Malfoy's Life and Death Is in Your Hands

"Red Cannon?!" The Prime Minister stood up in disbelief and said loudly, "The whole world saw the power of that explosion. It was exactly the scale of a miniature nuclear bomb explosion!"

Old Barty said calmly: "But the police you sent to Wiltshire should have also sent back news. There was no nuclear radiation in the area swept by the explosion. There was only pure destruction and killing."

Before coming to meet, Old Barty asked Lynn for some common sense about the Muggle world, and the knowledge about nuclear radiation was also learned by Old Barty from Lynn.

The Prime Minister choked up. As Old Barty said, his government sent a large number of police forces and technical personnel in protective clothing to explore the ruins, but did not detect any nuclear radiation.

Old Barty briefly told the Prime Minister about the alchemy of the magic world and the alchemical weapons of the goblins.

"In fact, this is a revenge, an innocent family that is about to be killed by terrorists in the magic world, before fleeing the manor where they have lived for decades, is taking revenge on the terrorist!"

Old Barty said carefully, describing Voldemort as a terrorist in the magic world.

The Prime Minister said somewhat helplessly: "Who is the terrorist? Can an innocent family master weapons like nuclear bombs?!"

Old Barty spread his hands and said: "You can understand that family as a chaebol in the United States, but there are few wizards, and there may be only a few family members of the chaebol."

The Prime Minister understood it after hearing this.

The Prime Minister nodded and asked: "Then, what do you need me to do with you?"

As the Prime Minister of the British government, he was unwilling to give the power to deal with the Wiltshire explosion to wizards.

But what happened in the explosion was beyond his understanding, and everything about magic was something he could not touch.

Fortunately, the Minister of Magic, Barty Crouch Sr., looked very easy-going and polite. As long as he was capable of handling the incident, the Prime Minister did not mind letting him do it.

Barty Sr. said, "I hope you can keep your police and irrelevant personnel outside your blockade. I will let the Auror Office enter the blockade, remove all hidden dangers within the explosion range, and hand over a completely safe piece of land to you."

Hearing Barty Sr.'s words, the Prime Minister finally breathed a sigh of relief. He nodded and said, "Then I'll leave it to you."

Barty Sr. smiled, and he stretched out his hand to the Prime Minister again, saying, "I wish the friendship between wizards and ordinary people will last forever."

The Prime Minister no longer hesitated and shook Barty Sr.'s hand.

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Magic world, Rolle Castle.

"Emotionally, there is nothing wrong with what you did," Lynn paced in front of the Malfoy family, "but your behavior has really caused a lot of trouble."

Lucius hurried forward and said humbly: "Mr. Rowe, we are willing to provide all compensation within our capabilities."

"Compensation," Lynn chuckled, stretched out a finger and shook it slightly, "I don't need your compensation."

Lynn said so, he walked past Lucius and walked in front of Draco.

Lynn said with deep eyes: "After this battle, the Death Eaters were seriously injured, and Voldemort must have been severely damaged. This is the time for us to seize the victory and pursue."

"So, Draco, I originally allowed you to find the Horcrux Ravenclaw's crown before Christmas, but now, I require you to get it within a month after school starts!"

"In one month, Draco, the life and death of the Malfoy family is in your hands."

Lynn looked into Draco's eyes and said so.

Hearing Lynn's words, Draco's lips turned pale.

In just one month, he got the Horcrux Ravenclaw's crown? !

Looking at Lucius and Narcissa who were worried, Draco's eyes gradually became firm.

He nodded vigorously and said, "I know, Lynn, I will succeed!"

Lynn didn't say much, he just patted Draco's shoulder gently and turned away.

"Before the deadline, Rowe Castle will provide you with a room, and Gale will arrange it for you."

Lynn's voice came from a distance.

...

Avery Manor.

Voldemort was like a tattered rag doll, lying on the main seat in the castle's living room. After so many days, the injuries caused by the terrible explosion have not healed.

He has never seen such a terrible explosion, even the purple-gold moonlight of Lowell is far less terrible than this explosion!

If he had not recovered his ability to Apparate before the police sent by the British government and personnel in protective clothing arrived at the scene, and had not forced his way back to Avery Castle at the cost of losing nearly one-fifth of his flesh and blood, he would probably have been captured by those dirty Muggles!

In front of Voldemort, the remaining one hundred or so Death Eaters were trembling and crawling on the ground. They did not expect that this seemingly sure-fire operation would turn out like this.

Voldemort, who was slumped on the main seat, looked at the Death Eaters below and said with difficulty: "We have suffered an unprecedented defeat, my servants."

"Before the great Dark Lord recovers, you should stay in the manor and plunder as much star power as possible to prepare for future wars."

Voldemort was unwilling, but he could only say so.

Except for Rookwood, who negotiated with werewolves, vampires, trolls and other races, and Yaxley, who used the family's secret method to sneak into the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts, all the Death Eaters were concentrated in Avery Manor.

Before Voldemort recovered from his injuries, Rookwood and Yaxley were the only two Death Eaters who could leave Avery Manor and carry out their missions.

A steady stream of magic surged in Voldemort's body, healing his injuries. The flesh and blood that had been separated under the Apparition gradually grew back. Voldemort felt the situation in his body, but his heart was full of hatred.

After this explosion comparable to a nuclear explosion, the status of the Malfoy family in Voldemort's eyes had almost reached the level of Lynn and Irina.

That was an endless hatred!

According to McNeill's intelligence, the Malfoy family had appeared in the German magic world, and McNeill had used his network of connections in the German magic world to investigate the address of the Malfoy family.

Perhaps it won't be long before the great Dark Lord can make that damn traitor pay the price!

Voldemort roared in his heart. (End of this chapter)