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"Apparition is not allowed in this place!" Scrymgeour demanded.
"I know, but he did suddenly disappear, right in front of my eyes …"
"Rufus, that's what happened!" Foggy said, seeming to breathe a sigh of relief. "The Dark Wizards who conjured up the mark, apparited or moved away in some other way after the deed was done, and dropped Harry's wand. They were clever not to use their own wands, so as not to reveal their identities. A moment later, the unlucky elf accidentally saw the wand and picked it up. "
Scrymgeour was silent for a moment, as if considering the possibility of what Foggy had said.
"Elf, did you see anyone?" he asked again in a cold tone.
Twinkle was trembling more violently than before. She looked at Scrymgeour, then at Foggy, and finally at her master, Mr. Crouch, and took a deep breath.
"I didn't see anyone, sir, not a single person …"
"You're lying!" Scrymgeour said incredulously. "I have a way of making you tell me everything you know."
"Scrymgeour!" Crouch said stiffly. "I am fully aware that, according to the usual procedure, you will take Twinkle to Aurora's office for interrogation. However, before that, I hope that you will allow me to deal with her first."
Scrymgeour did not answer, and Crouch seemed to take it as a tacit agreement. He walked quickly to Twinkle's side.
"M-m-master …" Twinkle looked up at Mr. Crouch, her eyes full of tears, and stammered, "Master, p-please, no …"
Crouch stared at her, his face stiff.
Every line on it stood out, and there was no trace of pity in his eyes.
"I was shocked by Twinkle's behavior tonight," he said slowly. "She did not obey my orders, appeared at the scene of the accident, and picked up a wand that a house-elf should not have touched. This means … clothes! "
"No, no!" Twinkle screamed and threw herself at Mr. Crouch's feet. "No, Master! No clothes, Twinkle doesn't want clothes! Please! "
The only way to free a house-elf was to give him decent clothes.
This meant liberation for the house-elf, but it also meant destruction at the same time!
Twinkle clutched her tea-towel, and wept on Mr. Crouch's feet, in a most pitiful manner.
"You can't do that. She was terrified!" Hermione suddenly said indignantly. She glared at Crouch fiercely. "Your elf has acrophobia. She can't just stay in the box and wait to die! She was just running for her life and happened to pick up Harry's wand. You can't blame her! "
Elwyn could feel that Hermione's little hand, which was holding onto him, was trembling slightly because of her anger.
At this time, everyone already knew that it was impossible for Shan to be the one who conjured the Black Demon Mark.
But Crouch did not care. He just needed a scapegoat.
Elwyn looked into the dark ruins and wondered where Twinkle had hidden Barty Crouch Jr.
The wizard said that he saw a figure suddenly disappear in front of him. That must be Barty Crouch Jr.
He couldn't have appeared in an illusion, so he must be hiding under the Invisibility Cloak.
Elwyn could no longer feel Barty Crouch Jr. He seemed to be protected by a magical force.
Because of the battle just now, Elwyn was now very weak.
In his current condition, he could no longer detect Barty Crouch Jr.'s specific location. Magic had lost its effect.
However, he had no intention of revealing this matter.
This was related to his next plan. As for Barty Crouch's fate, he could only pray for himself!
Lord Voldemort, who had suffered repeated failures, would definitely break into his home.
Although he did not care about Crouch Jr, this matter also served as a warning to Elwyn.
After gaining power that surpassed ordinary Wizards, the group of lunatics could do anything.
Whether it was Lord Voldemort or the Vampires, these evil dark wizards had never cared about human life.
Like tonight's scene, it could happen at any time in the future.
Mr. Crouch did not seem to hear Hermione's words. He took a step back and got rid of the elf.
He looked down at Twinkle as if she was something dirty and rotten that was tarnishing his polished shoes.
"I don't need a house-elf who disobeys orders," he said coldly, turning his head to look at Hermione. "I don't need a servant who forgets to protect his master's reputation."
Twinkle cried her heart out. Her cries echoed in the ruins. There was another awkward silence.
Mr. Crouch wanted to shake her off, but Twinkle clung to his leg tightly.
"If you can, please return Harry's wand to him!" Sirius said with a frown. "These children have been through too much tonight. They must go back and rest. We don't have the energy or obligation to stay here and watch this farce go on."
Scrimgeour hesitated for a moment, then came over and handed the wand to Harry. His eyes then fell on Elwyn.
"Your name is Elwyn Mason, right?" he asked. "I want to talk to you!"
Elwyn was about to agree, but Sirius directly blocked his way.
"I don't think Elwyn has anything to say to you. Everyone saw what happened tonight!" he said bluntly. "In my opinion, Elwyn saved everyone. He's a hero!"
"That's true. But this child has such powerful magic. It's obviously not normal!" Scrimgeour said stiffly.
"You know, some people are born geniuses!" Sirius replied softly. "Don't use your standards to judge others. Moreover, no matter how powerful Elwyn is, this has nothing to do with the Auror. "
Scrimgeour stood there with an embarrassed look on his face, looking at Sirius.
"Let's go, children!" Mr. Weasley said hurriedly in a low voice, quietly pulling Sirius.
Everyone knew that Scrimgeour was a man of action.
He had been an Auror since he started working, and he devoted most of his life to dealing with the Dark Wizards.
This was a habit that he had developed over a long period of time. He would not let go of any suspicious points, and he did not care who the other party was.
Although he did not have a high position like Crouch, it was still best not to provoke him.
Elwyn's performance tonight was too eye-catching. He needed to keep a low profile.
What happened tonight, especially the appearance of the Dark Magic Mark, was clearly not right. It was best not to get involved.
Everyone turned to leave. Only Hermione seemed unwilling to move. Her eyes were still on the crying elf.
"Hermione!" Mr. Weasley said, his tone becoming more urgent.
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