Explain to Me What a Surprise Is!

Inside the tent, Nicolas, sitting on the sofa, was the first to take a sip of tea. After putting down the cup, he broke the silence.

"Is Fudge going to ransom people?"

"He hasn't made up his mind yet; he's still hesitating," William said softly.

This is an open conspiracy. If those Death Eaters aren't released, many wizards might die or be killed.

Among them are wizards from other countries, and even celebrities, such as the famous Quidditch player Krum.

No one can withstand this kind of public opinion.

But if we release them... they're a bunch of Death Eaters. If the Ministry of Magic releases them, it's a responsibility Fudge can't handle.

The most crucial question is, what if they kill the hostage after we release him?

So Fudge wasn't so much hesitating as he was waiting for a scapegoat.

Unfortunately, apart from Dumbledore, who was weighty enough to take the blame for him, no one else could.

But Dumbledore is still in Venice.

Fudge would rather be unconscious in battle, filming sex scenes for six months straight, and then let others make the decisions for him.

When he wakes up, he will still be the clean-cut, good minister in the hearts of the people.

"But what if that person is just bluffing?" Cedric said suspiciously.

"He said he arrested many wizards; if he really had, the Ministry of Magic should have noticed long ago."

William took a sip of tea, swirled the rim of the cup between two fingers, and said softly, "It's not a bluff... Remember Astoria?"

Astoria had gone missing before the semi-final.

William had always found this matter very strange.

It's strange that she was arrested, and then the people who arrested her released her... That's even stranger.

The kidnappers placed her in Crouch's tent, seemingly to frame Crouch.

But now that I think about it, it was just a way to divert attention.

The other party must have discovered that the little girl is a child of the Greengrass family.

If a Pure-blood families loses its wizard, they will definitely search for it extensively.

This would easily expose his plan.

To prevent the kidnapping plan from being discovered, he had no choice but to release Astoria and leave her with Crouch... to put an end to the matter.

"His targets are definitely solitary wizards, so that even if they disappear, no one will find out," William said.

There are too many wizards like this. Many of them are foreigners who come to watch the Quidditch World Cup alone.

If such a person goes missing, no one will report it to the Ministry of Magic in a short period of time, and it will go unnoticed.

This suggests that the wizard imprisoned by Crouch was responsible.

That person was also a Death Eaters.

After all, those he demanded to be released were all Death Eaters.

Crouch actually captured a Death Eaters and imprisoned him in his home for several years?

This is absolutely outrageous.

And the other party is definitely a smart person.

After escaping, they were protected by Invisibility Cloak.

In a camp of 100,000 people, one can truly do whatever one wants.

Given enough time, he could secretly kidnap many lone wizards without being detected by the United Kingdom Ministry of Magic.

Just then, Mr. Weasley, the twins, and Ginny hurried in.

"Did you find it?" William asked, looking up.

"No, Harry and Ron are missing. They must have been kidnapped together." George's face was grim.

"Bill and Charlie are still looking," Fred said in a low voice.

"What are we going to do?" Mr. Weasley slumped onto the sofa, covering his face.

"I just told Minister Fudge... but he's completely lost right now... he has no idea what to do."

"Scrimgeour suggested a tougher approach... to find the hostages in the camp," George said.

"But such a large-scale operation is easily detected by the enemy." Fred shook his head.

Once discovered, the other party will definitely kill.

There was absolutely no warmth or tenderness to be found in this.

"Mr. Weasley, tell Minister Fudge in a moment that you agree to their demands..."

After putting down his teacup, William slowly said, "However, this place is too far from Azkaban, and releasing them will take time. Ask them to give us more time."

Mr. Weasley fell silent for a long time, then shook his head and said, "William, the Death Eaters cannot be released! If they come out, they will only kill more people."

The Death Eaters cannot be released, of course, but the problem now is finding the hostages' location.

In the camp of 100,000, there are also various tents with the Undetectable Extension Charm.

The amount of work involved is not mentioned, and it goes unnoticed by the other party... that's quite an achievement.

William seemed confident, calmly shaking his head and saying, "Just tell Fudge that. Leave the rest to me."

Mr. Weasley paused for a moment, then said with a complicated expression, "I understand."

Before leaving, Dumbledore said: If anything happens... follow William's advice.

Just then, a House-elf suddenly appeared.

"Mr. Stark," Mercury, wearing sunglasses and fully armed, bowed slightly and said respectfully, "Someone outside is looking for you."

Who's looking for me?

He said his name was... Malfoy.

Malfoy...?

William squinted and finished the rest of his tea in one gulp.

The tea seems to be coming into flavor.

William walked out of the tent alone and looked into the distance, where he saw Malfoy standing under the big banyan tree, holding a magic wand.

His face looked extremely pale.

A House-elf was standing next to him.

It seems that after Dobby left, Malfoy found another House-elf.

"What do you want?" William asked coldly.

"Shit... Stark... I've come to you to rescue someone," Malfoy said quickly.

"Hmm, I don't understand what you're saying. How can an ordinary little wizard like me save people...? You should go to the Ministry of Magic."

"Stop beating around the bush, we all understand." Malfoy's face darkened.

"Fudge won't make a decision; he'll just drag it out until the other side starts killing people one by one."

William nodded and said calmly, "So?"

"I know... Potter and Weasley's youngest son have been arrested," Malfoy said ominously.

"If you don't save them, they will all die."

"Oh," William said calmly, "Why are you suddenly interested in Harry and Ron's affairs... That's strange."

"You're not Draco in disguise using Polyjuice Potion, are you?"

"..."

Malfoy, his eyes red and his voice hoarse, said, "I know... you're so calm, you really were able to find them... and only you can save them..."

"So what?" William squinted at Malfoy.

"Oh... your family members were arrested too? Narcissa or... Draco?"

Malfoy's lips trembled, and he remained silent.

"Oh, it really is him," William chuckled. "You came to me to save him?"

Malfoy nodded slowly.

"Then we'll have to talk about this." William snapped his fingers.

A House-elf suddenly appeared, placed a corpse on the ground, and then disappeared.

Malfoy's pupils contracted as he stared at the hooded corpse.

"Aren't you going to look? Your good friend... one of the protesters... attacked my tent and was killed."

William gently lifted his hood.

"Oh dear, it's Macnair, the executioner of the Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Creatures... It seems he's the Death Eaters."

Malfoy, I heard you two are quite close... You didn't participate in tonight's attack, did you?"

"I didn't!" Malfoy's face turned ashen. He raised his wand, aimed it at Macnair's corpse, and shot out a beam of red light.

He panicked and said viciously, "You saw it... this is what happens when Death Eaters!"

Even if he's my own son, he has to die!

They deserved to die, sooner or later!

Malfoy fired another spell, leaving Macnair with many bloody holes in his face.

"If you save Draco... Mr. Stark," Malfoy said in a humble voice, "I'll give you a surprise when I get back."

William said coldly, "You translate for me... translate... what does 'surprise' mean?"

"No need for translation, it's a surprise!" Malfoy said, annoyed.

"You translate for me... translate... what does 'surprise' mean!"

"The surprise is... three days from now, I'll give you ten thousand Galleon!" Malfoy shouted.

Ten thousand Galleon... Do I, a man worth five million, lack ten thousand Galleon?

William scoffed, "You translate for me... what the hell do you mean by 'surprise'!"

Malfoy's lips turned blue with rage. "The surprise is in three days... I'll give you 100,000 Galleon!"

"You fucking translate this for me... what the hell do you mean by 'surprise'?!"

Malfoy was so angry he felt dizzy.

"The surprise is... I'll give you 100,000 Galleon, a weapon crafted by Goblin... and a rare, out-of-print spellbook..."

"Oh!" William drawled, pulling Malfoy's hand. "So this is a surprise, huh?"

Don't worry, brother, I will definitely rescue your son Draco.

"Well, he's my classmate."

Malfoy's vision went black, and he fainted.

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