Chapter 329

Listening to Voldemort's ruthless statement.

Narcissa opened her mouth in some despair, but still wanted to make a final struggle.

"... But, but, Master... doesn't Draco have the task of assassinating Dumbledore..."

Although the task of assassinating Dumbledore was also almost impossible to complete, at least the time limit wasn't urgent, and it could be dragged on to see if there was any turning point.

But this task was no different from sending him to his death.

"You still have the face to mention it!"

Speaking of this, Voldemort suddenly stood up angrily, and a Cruciatus Curse shot straight at Narcissa's chest; she was flipped to the ground, and a suppressed sob squeezed out of her throat.

"If it weren't for you pieces of trash being followed when you went to Borgin and Burkes, we could have mixed into Hogwarts relying on the Vanishing Cabinet by now!"

"Not only did you not get the Vanishing Cabinet, but you also caused me to lose a capable subordinate!"

Narcissa struggled painfully on the ground, but couldn't make any resistance.

Until Voldemort stopped the curse, she gasped like a dehydrated fish.

"Go, pass my order to Draco."

"I don't care what method you use, as long as you can kill John or anyone around him, I can let you off the hook."

Voldemort seemed to be too lazy to waste any more time on Narcissa and waved his hand to say.

Originally, the task of assassinating Dumbledore he gave Draco was out of an act of venting anger.

It was just to rationalize his venting, so he casually used punishing Lucius as an excuse.

He didn't care about the life or death of Lucius or Draco at all.

Narcissa could only support herself weakly and staggered out of the secret room.

Her eyes were full of despair.

At the same time, there was also a bottomless chill and determination.

The Malfoy family now existed in name only.

If they still kept Voldemort as their master, then what awaited them was only complete destruction.

They must make a choice.

"Are you sure you want to execute this plan?"

Hermione looked at John with some worry and asked.

"Hmm, don't worry, Hermione, I'm not going alone."

"Professor Moody, Sirius, and Professor Lupin are going too."

John patted the back of Hermione's hand lightly and said with a smile.

They were currently sitting on the train home.

John had just told Hermione about the plan he had discussed with Dumbledore and Harry.

Actually, the plan was very rough, with no details.

It was a bit like looking for trouble, and in the end, it might be all for nothing.

But the progress of investigating Bella was stuck, and Voldemort hadn't made any moves.

Since there was nothing to do, it was better to take the initiative to make some noise.

"Then there's no need to go abroad, right?"

Hermione said with some hesitation.

"That's the only way to be attractive."

"There is the Ministry of Magic here, and Dumbledore sitting in town, Voldemort won't take the bait easily."

John said with a smile, while soothingly touching Hermione's face.

"We will also prepare life-saving means on our bodies."

"Even if Voldemort comes in person, we can retreat unscathed, so don't worry."

Hermione had no choice but to nod silently.

John was no longer what he used to be.

Especially after the battle at the Ministry of Magic, he had become the second combat power of the Order of the Phoenix.

He was an existence that could fight side-by-side with Dumbledore.

He could also decide the future direction and strategic deployment together with the core members of the Order of the Phoenix.

Now this plan he proposed had also received Dumbledore's approval and the unanimous support of the core members of the Order of the Phoenix.

It wasn't something she could veto alone.

Although she also felt that this plan was indeed justifiable, because there was really no other breakthrough.

But she still couldn't help worrying about John.

Especially since he had to go abroad.

John saw that Hermione was still worried, so he pulled Hermione into his arms.

"Alright, don't worry, I'll be back after Christmas."

"I'm not bragging, even if Dumbledore comes now, he might not be able to keep me."

As he spoke, he took out more than a dozen illegal portable Portkeys from his arms.

"Look, I've prepared so many Portkeys."

As soon as Hermione saw these Portkeys, her eyes widened immediately.

"How did you prepare so many!?"

"Don't you know that making this stuff privately is illegal!"

John blinked and smiled,

"To be illegal, you have to be alive to be caught, don't you think."

Hermione was speechless for a moment; although she felt relieved for the most part, she immediately felt worried about the future of this lawless maniac John.

Soon the train entered King's Cross Station.

Not many students went home for Christmas break this year.

Because the outside world was not peaceful, it was safer to stay at Hogwarts than to go home.

So the station now looked exceptionally empty, with not many parents coming to pick up their children.

John and Hermione walked off the train together, and Harry, Ron, and Ginny also came down.

Sirius and Professor Lupin had been waiting on the platform for a long time.

And several Aurors who followed the train also got off and followed behind them.

The team was mighty, and ordinary Death Eaters really wouldn't dare to come and find trouble.

Not long after walking out of the platform, John noticed Narcissa's figure appearing at King's Cross Station.

Behind her followed five men with ordinary appearances but fierce eyes.

Death Eaters?

Hey, if you want to come out so openly, I'm getting excited.

Several Aurors also noticed Narcissa and her group, and their hands were already quietly pressed on their wands.

And the five men behind her also exchanged a look, staring at John's group with vigilance.

Narcissa walked forward as if she hadn't seen John and the others at all.

This made the five men behind her not know whether to follow or not.

The Aurors didn't take the initiative to attack either; after all, only five seemingly ordinary people appeared here now.

Sirius and the others also didn't want to cause extra trouble; sending Harry back was the top priority.

But John was too lazy to play games with this bunch of people.

A Muggle-Repelling Spell and a Severing Spell were thrown out openly, covering everyone present.

Afterward, he grabbed with his large hand, and the five men were immediately choked by an invisible force, their feet leaving the ground and hanging in the air.

They didn't have any ability to resist.

"I really don't know who gave you the guts to hang around in front of me?"

John looked at them and sneered,

"John!?"

Sirius and the others looked at John immediately.

You don't even say hello before taking action?

And they didn't have evidence to prove these people were Death Eaters either.

"Ugh!"

"You, what are you doing!!"

The five men's faces turned purple, their hands scratching their necks in vain, looking at John with anger and asking first.

As if they were really ordinary citizens.

John didn't rashly use Legilimency to read their memories again.

He hadn't forgotten the loss he suffered last time.

But this didn't hinder him from catching people.

"I suspect you are Death Eaters, do you have any opinions?"

"Go to the Ministry of Magic for questioning later; if I caught the wrong people, then I caught the wrong people, okay?"

As soon as these words came out, they were choked.

No, are you the Death Eater or am I the Death Eater?

How can a person be so unreasonable?