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Chapter 266 Become Minister of Magic

After making an unbreakable vow, Zabini relaxed completely, and even his tone of voice became much lighter.

Before leaving, the young man looked at Wenxiu Lord with a complicated look in his eyes, "Mr. Lord, why did you agree?"

Feeling that Barty Crouch Jr. was also looking at him, the perfect curve of Vinciu Lord's lips became more sincere.

"This matter has not reached the point where it cannot be undone. I am a businessman. If you are willing to use the Zabini family in exchange for her life and reputation, I will certainly not refuse."

After sending Zabini away, the eyes staring at him from behind did not move away.

Without asking, Wenxiu Lord rolled up his sleeves, walked to the operating table and continued to process the potion materials.

A question so soft that it was almost a whisper came from behind.

"Is that all?"

Wenxiu Lord continued what he was doing and answered Little Barty's question without turning his head, "It accounts for 6%."

Concentrating fully on dripping the drop of medicine that he had finally squeezed out into the narrow mouth of the bottle, Wenxiu Lord put the stopper in place and continued.

"Another 3% of the reason is that the Outermbia family now has a lot of cooperation with other families thanks to Eliza Outermbia, which is enough to prove her ability."

"Let her go. With this leverage, she will be willing to help me with some trivial favors in the future."

As soon as he noticed the woman named Eliza Olumbia, Wenxiu Lord investigated her background.

It's really unbearable to rely on a little daughter to support the family.

"What about the last 10%?" The voice behind him got to the bottom of the matter and sounded in his ears.

Feeling the warmth behind him, Wenxiu Lord frowned and took two steps away in displeasure.

"That's the last reason."

Of course it’s because he is a fan of all CPs.

"Maybe it's because he loves her."

Little Barty felt that this was the main reason why he agreed to let Eliza Outlumbia go.

Because when he talked about the last reason, the smile on the boy's calm and focused face could not be wiped away no matter what.

That smile was faint, but it seemed to have endless magical power, causing strange emotions to surge continuously in his heart.

This was the second time in eleven years that he had experienced such emotions.

The first time was last night.

Barty Crouch Jr. walked up to the boy and, under his puzzled gaze, held his hand as he was about to take the potion ingredients.

“Senior, I can also give up the entire Crouch family for you.”

What an astonishing statement.

After choking and coughing twice, Wenxiu Lord pulled his hand away and took two steps back.

If others don't know, how can he not know?

Barty Crouch Jr. would love to see Director Crouch unhappy, and when he said this, it sounded like a 'win-win' situation.

"No need. I think it would be better for you to inherit Crouch's glory. I think if you enter the Ministry of Magic in the future, you will definitely become the Minister of Magic."

Children’s mental health should be taken care of from an early age, otherwise they will become abnormal when they grow up and it will be difficult to change.

"Does Senior want me to become the Minister of Magic?"

The young man leaned forward, supported himself on the operating table with his arms, and restrained Wenxiu Lord in place, looking seriously into the silver-gray eyes.

Wenxiu Lord leaned back and almost fell onto the operating table. He stretched out his hand to push away Little Batty in front of him and nodded.

"Well, I think you are better than your father. If you enter the Ministry of Magic, you will definitely become the youngest Minister of Magic in the history of British magic."

Little Barty was stunned and didn't even feel that he was pushed away.

"Am I better than that old man?"

Taking advantage of the moment when little Batty was stunned, Wenxiu Lord put on a layer of armor to protect himself. After ensuring that such an emergency would not happen again, he turned around and continued to work.

Barty's hoarse voice behind him jumped up and down, "Then I'll become the Minister of Magic, so that I can help you better in the future."

"Well, future Minister Crouch."

As long as he doesn't become a Death Eater, whether he goes to the Ministry of Magic or helps him manage the industry in the future, it will be a win for him, Vince Lord.

Walking to the other side of the operating table, Barty Crouch Jr. took away the potion materials that had not yet been processed.

"Let me help you, Senior. To what extent do these need to be dealt with?"

Looking up at the young man opposite him, Wenxiu Lord did not refuse his help.

"The venomous snake fang in your hand must be crushed, leaving some particles."

The two men stood face to face in front of the operating table, handling the work in front of them seriously and attentively.

The time in this space seems to have stopped.

The two of them stood there, maintaining the same posture and the same angle of their heads down.

Only the steaming cauldron and the processed potion ingredients beside the two people symbolized the passage of time.

A clear voice broke the silence, and Wenxiu Lord asked the question that he had been thinking about and could not find the answer to during the silence.

"Little Barty, why did you choose to follow me?"

The boy opposite me paused in his sight, and his hoarse voice lost the disguised elegance, nor the madness in the corridor.

Instead, it is as calm as a daily morning greeting.

"The first time I saw you, I wanted to destroy you and avenge my father."

The boy licked the corner of his lip quickly, with a bad expression on his face. "Senior, you really look like a little bird I picked up when I was a kid."

"So my idea changed from destroying you to getting you and making you my pet."

The silver-haired boy raised his head, and the expression on his face was hard to describe when he looked at little Barty.

'How did he manage to say something so perverted in such a calm tone?'

Sensing the meaning behind the other person's gaze, Little Barty chuckled a few times, "Of course, I also want to do this now."

But the flying bird cannot be kept. Even if it is put in a cage, it will use its beak and its head to bang its head until it is broken and bleeds.

The silver-haired boy looked just like the little bird he rescued last night, fragile, as if one could see the life draining away from him.

"When I saw you fall into Snape's arms last night, I realized that I didn't want you to die."

This was the reason why he followed the boy - to protect him, but it was not the reason why he fell in love with him.

The reason for his love is simple.

In the room behind that wall, he saw a strong and rich love for Wenxiu Lord, not just love, but also preference and unhesitating protection.

Barty Crouch Jr. wanted that kind of love.

The words that were spoken were not continued, one did not speak any more, and the other did not ask any questions.

Wenxiu Lord realized that this must not be the real reason, or rather, it was just one of them.

But he didn't intend to delve into it further. The warning in his heart was reminding him that if he did, the result would not be what he wanted.

The topic came to an abrupt end and the room fell into silence again.

The two of them worked together to process the potion materials, and soon they had everything they needed. All that was left was to put them into the crucible at the right time.

Wenxiu Lord took off his dragon leather gloves that were covered with venom and said to Little Batty, "Go wash your hands first. I'll clean up here."

After that, Little Batty did not leave, but sat on the sofa and read quietly, watching Wenxiu Lord who was sitting at the desk working.

It was almost dinner time when Severus woke up and packed it up and threw it out.