Chapter 667 (1/2)

”How long have you not eaten?” Fanlin looked at Sirius in silence.

I have to admit that Dobby's food is delicious. At least Sirius likes it. He is eating with a chicken leg.

”It didn't take long, but I was busy. I always dealt with one bite.” Sirius said.

Harry was speechless, too. He handed over a glass of watermelon juice.

Ron is reading Sirius' Daily Prophet, which is interesting.

Ron touched Harry lightly and handed him the Daily Prophet. The headlines are: Barty Crouch's strange illness; another is: the witch minister's whereabouts are unknown - the Minister of magic is involved.

Harry read it. ”They said that crouch seemed to be dying,” Harry said slowly, ”but anyone who just came there knew it wasn't that bad.”

”My brother is Crouch's assistant,” Ron told Sirius. ”He said crouch was going to be so busy.”

”I don't care!” Said Hermione coldly.

”Hermione seems to be haunted by elves.” Ron whispered to Sirius and looked at Hermione.

Sirius, however, seemed interested. He took a look at Hermione, and then looked at Fanlin. Sirius couldn't agree with Hermione's view on the matter of elves. However, it was said that Hermione had actually set up a domestic elf Rights Protection Association. Sirius read Hermione's articles in the newspaper.

”The first time you saw elves at the Quidditch World Cup, she helped crouch get a seat, didn't she?”

Said Harry, Ron and Hermione. ”But Klaus didn't show up in that game. He may be too busy. ”

Sirius sat there without a sound, even the food in his hand was temporarily put down.

”Harry, did you find your wand in your pocket after you left Quidditch?”

”Well...” Harry thought hard, ”no,” he finally thought, ”we won't use it until we go to the forest. I put my hand in my pocket. There was nothing in my pocket but omikals. Do you mean someone used magic to take my wand? ”

”Very likely.” Said Sirius.

”Shanshan didn't steal your wand!” Said Hermione in a shrill voice.

”The spirit is not next to you. If it uses magic, it will be detected. Then who is sitting next to you?” Sirius frowned as he sat next to fudge and didn't pay much attention to Harry.

”A lot of people. Bulgarian Minister Cornell fudge And Lucius Malfoy... ”

”It must be Malfoy!” Ron interrupted, so loud that his voice echoed throughout the room, ”I'm sure it's him, the old platinum bastard!”

”Is there anyone else?” Asked Sirius.

”No more.” Harry said.

”And Ruth bagmond.” Hermione wakes him up.

”Oh, yes...” Harry came back, and he looked at Van Lin, as if to make sure there were any omissions.

”I don't know bagmond very well. I only know that he used to be a thug.” Sirius was still pacing up and down. ”What's wrong with him?”

”It's OK,” Harry replied. ”He's always trying to help me win wizard games.”