It was the Death Eaters' connivance that led to the emergence of so many werewolves. Now it's time for them to take charge of their own mess, although they didn't feel that way.

Harry looked at the console. The window there was broken and there was no one inside, but he knew that Krum Crouch, the leader of the werewolves, had been inside.

At first he was going to turn off the lights, but then he hoped that light would come. Unfortunately, the stadium's headlights were destroyed by werewolves. They were replaced by colorful lights used to create lighting effects during festivals and concerts. They were so colorful that the place was decorated.

It's like a big dance party.

"That's weird." He said somewhat amusedly and continued to look for people on the court, although he didn't know why he found it funny.

Everyone has a father. For other people, they can follow their father's example and learn to be that kind of father, or try not to be like him. However, for Harry Potter, he

There is no such object.

He could only learn about his parents' past and guess what kind of people they were from other people's words. Remus and Sirius allowed Harry to see the good side of James, while Severus Snape let him

Saw the bad side of James Potter.

It's like two sides of a coin.

Before the game starts, the referee tosses a coin to determine who will kick off first.

When people cannot decide some things, leave it to God to decide.

At this time, the Liverpool team's team song, "You'll Never Walk Alone", is still playing on the court:

When you walk through a storm

Hold your head up high

And don't be afraid of the dark

At the end of the storm

There's a golden sky

Your dreams may be shattered, but as long as you move forward with hope in your heart, you will never walk alone.

You will never walk alone...

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"I don't want to die alone, Pastor."

Joseph, who was meditating, heard a whisper and slowly opened his eyes. At this time, he was still in the Prince's Monastery in Bavaria.

"Who is there?" Joseph asked loudly, but no one answered him.

So he put down his legs, walked to the table by the window, and lit the candle with a match. The warm candlelight enveloped the dark room in a warm halo.

Smelling the smell of burning red phosphorus, Joseph woke up a little. He shook his head and was about to blow out the candle. An indescribable feeling made his spine chill. He immediately looked back and found a black shadow disappearing behind the

corner.

"We must prevent the chaos from expanding and causing greater panic." Joseph heard another person say, "Those mercenaries are like vultures. They are eager for war so that they can get more gold coins. We cannot let the Grand Duke of Milan do that."

The person appears again."

Joseph opened his eyes wide.

A silhouette appeared on the wall, a sitting fat man and a standing thin man talking across a wooden table. There were quills and other things on the table, but there were no such things in Joseph's room, and there was no such thing.

Two people.

"But, he is our brother..." said a timid voice.

"Hazel will understand that his sacrifice is to avoid greater sacrifices. The Cologne War has only been four years, and we cannot let Bavaria also ignite the war."

No one answered him.

"Jean de Villiers has gone crazy, but Morempeter listened to a madman and wanted to interrogate all the nobles on the list. We must prevent it from happening!" The fat man roared in a low voice.

"We...do we have to kill Halzer?" the thin man asked.

"A secular court cannot sentence a Benedictine monk to death." The fat man took out a small medicine bottle. "Soon Hazel will receive a letter of demotion, and he will be in a very low mood. You mix it into his drink."

In the wine."

"You mean... no, I can't!" The thin man quickly waved his hand and refused.

"He won't feel any pain with this. It's much better than beheading. Do you know how painful it is to behead?"

After the fat man finished speaking, his head separated from his body. Joseph was startled, and he gasped and woke up from his dream.

The candles were not lit, the moonlight poured into the room from the window, and everything seemed so quiet.

"God." Joseph prayed with his rosary beads in hand, calming his pounding heartbeat.

When one dance ends, another dance will continue, again and again, and again.

These balls and their bejeweled men and women make the evening extraordinarily charming.

Some people long for peace, while others long for war and great purges. When the old nobles of Stavero are convicted by the wizard trials, their wealth, positions and land will be vacated, so that the "crows" who have been watching them can

You can get it.

Those "friends" I met at the dance in the past were probably the murderers who stabbed me in the back.

As for why they want to kill them all. Because they are winners, and winners choose their fate. "Kindness" and "unkindness" are just a matter of thought, while losers are only qualified to be manipulated.

If you don't want one person to die alone, then drag everyone with you to hell. Like Wilkes did, confess, provide a long list, so that he doesn't have to die if he has to.

And those male nobles who were falsely accused could not defend themselves. If they did not have friends to "help", they would also become victims of the "witch hunting movement".

So is it necessary for Halzer to die? After all, he once stood on the side of the chief prosecutor. In order to keep his position as abbot, he wanted to try all the nobles who participated in the wizard's assembly.

The storm is over. If the plane to pick him up is coming, it will be in the next two days.

Joseph knelt down and prayed. He did not want to spend the rest of his life in this remote country in Montenegro.

In contrast, he prefers to stay in Bavaria, which is full of crises, even though there are all kinds of conspiracies there.
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