Chapter 177 Banquets and VIPs
With the assets John now owns, it is very simple to buy a manor or something.
The original Shafiq's manor was renamed Silver Hand Manor.
Some 'big shots' who are not seen on weekdays entered the manor, and they all had an invitation card in their hands.
Standing at the door were members of the Silver Hand security team, some of them were retired Aurors, and some were full-time black wizards.
Without exception, these people are the elite.
The people who came to the appointment were also secretly frightened. This force could win even against any pure-blooded family.
It was no wonder that Shafik was kicked out in a desperate manner. The people who came here included pure-blood families, officials from the Ministry of Magic, and wizards from foreign countries.
Potions Master Dharma Alex was wearing an elegant azure blue robe, plus that modified cane, and the Merlin First Class Medal on his chest was particularly conspicuous.
Lucius Malfoy came with John, in a black velvet dress, with a gemstone ring the size of a pigeon egg on his left hand.
Anyone who saw this scene will start to re-examine Lucius Malfoy.
But more people's eyes moved with the silver mask, and many people showed flattering smiles on their faces, and the flattery and flattery were very obvious.
"I'm very glad that you can come to my banquet." The silver ring and emerald on the left hand are shining under the light.
Johnny Silver opened his mouth, and everyone shut their mouths tacitly.
Barty Crouch was among them, staring at Lucius.
"Among the people who came, there are officials, some people who have made mistakes for a while, and scholars in the academic world. They are an indispensable part of driving the magic world like gears."
As John looked, under the lights, Ministry of Magic officials, potions masters, former Death Eaters...all of them coexisted harmoniously in this manor.
Pure blood, half blood, Muggleborn, werewolf.
Perhaps they should have been hostile, and they were able to come here because of the prestige of the King of Knockturn Alley, and also because of the generosity of His Excellency Johnny Silverhand.
A speech ended generously, and John's final words were: "Let us honor the world that holds us together.
To our friends, helping each other achieve when we need it most.
Respect for future worries and setbacks, maybe you will die, but as long as you don't kill us, you will eventually make us stronger. "
Raise the wine glass high, the content in the glass exudes mellow fragrance.
After drinking a glass, John walked down the high platform tactfully.
In addition to gathering one's own strength, this banquet is more about allowing these people to have more intersecting interests.
Magic officials will discuss with scholars, dark wizards will clink glasses with former enemies, and potion masters will negotiate with material suppliers.
Every clink of glasses and every laughter will make this interest group stronger.
And their center is the man named Johnny Silverhand.
As long as Johnny Silverhand exists, these relationships are unbreakable.
Only Johnny Silver Hand can gather these people.
The new head of the Auror office, Piers Thicknesse, came to John with a glass of wine.
"Your Excellency, please allow me to clink glasses with you."
As expected of someone who has been praised by John for being a good dancer, Pierce is very clear about how he got to such a powerful position, and respectfully clinked glasses with John.
"The Auror defense funds need to be used to purchase a batch of striker equipment." He is really good at being a man, Pierce just got the funds from here, and sent them back to John.
John was very satisfied with his little brother, nodded, and said meaningfully: "I will give you a discount, and only you."
Pierce was overjoyed when he heard this, and quickly brought another glass of wine.
He drank too fast, and his face flushed abnormally. Just when he was about to drink another glass, John held his hand and said, "Don't be greedy for good wine. There are many people here. You shouldn't let yourself drink it." drunk."
After being reminded, Pierce suddenly realized, thanked him again and again, lowered his posture, and went to find other people with a glass of wine.
Tang Mi walked up to John and said in a low voice, "My lord, old Batty is waiting for you in the room."
John put down his wine glass, declined a scholar's invitation, and walked into the study that originally belonged to Sean Shafik.
Old Barty Crouch was already waiting here. He was sitting on the sofa with short gray hair combed meticulously, and his expression showed some worry.
Seeing John coming in, he subconsciously stood up and was pushed down by John.
"Barty, my friend." John sat behind the desk, stroking the ring on his left hand with his right hand, and asked, "You look very bad, is there something bothering you?"
Old Barty Crouch struggled, but seeing what happened today, the little unwillingness in his heart welled up again.
He got up and walked to the desk, with some unknown emotions, he said bitterly: "Your Excellency, I made a mistake."
"I used to be very close to that position, but because of the dog..."
He closed his eyes in pain, thinking back to the day Voldemort fell.
As Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, he is responsible for trying Death Eaters for their crimes.
It was that day that he found out that his son was actually a Death Eater. He used to be extremely proud of him, but that day he completely fell into the abyss.
Even if he sent his son into Azkaban uprightly, it was still criticized, and he missed the position of Minister of Magic.
It was that one mistake that made me make mistakes again and again.
He lowered his head, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "I made an extremely wrong decision, my wife, she begged me to save her son, for this reason, she would rather sacrifice herself, and I will..."
By visiting, his wife switched identities with Barty Crouch Jr. using compound potions.
Not long after his wife died in Azkaban, everyone thought that Barty Crouch Jr. was dead, but no one knew that he had escaped from prison.
Old Batty confessed all this. John listened carefully and said with deep eyes: "My friend, I am flattered by your honesty. In return for your honesty, what do you want me to do for you?"
Old Batty didn't confess all this for no reason, there must be a reason, and John could guess the reason.
"I want to fight again, Your Excellency." Old Batty raised his head, with fighting spirit and unwillingness in his eyes.
The position he had missed, because of the case of Peter Pettigrew, made him return to the competitive position.
This time he didn't want to miss it, he wanted to fight again, and the key person was John, the Lord Johnny Silver Hand in front of him.
For this reason, he will face this person with the most sincerity.
John heard his thoughts and smiled.
"I'm very happy, old Barty, I've been waiting for you."
John got up and walked out, took old Batty's hand, and said seriously: "My friend, I will provide you with enough space to flex your fists."
Batty Sr. was very moved. He knew that other than himself, there were actually other people who could compete for this position.
When John said this, he was showing his cards and supporting himself.
"The Triwizard Tournament is a good twist, old Barty, I will help you, because we are friends, not blood but bonded."
Close to old Batty's ear, John whispered: "I can see that you love your son, but at this critical moment, he is the most important thing."
Old Batty lost his competitiveness because of his son, so he naturally knew the meaning of this sentence.
If it was known that Barty Sr. kept the Death Eater son, it might become the next scandal.
Old Batty's expression was complicated. Although he hated that son, he was once his pride. In the old Batty's view, it was because he didn't teach him well.
Looking at his expression, John knew that he couldn't be cruel, so he patted his shoulder and said, "My friend, come to me if you are in trouble."
Old Batty left the office, and John watched his back.
"If it were me, I would hide his son."
In the office, a person came in from the side door of the study.
The golden eyes looked at John with uncontrollable enthusiasm.
"Heinrich, your idea is very good, but this is not a perfect solution."
John chuckled, yes, the person who came in was Heinrich Edgar.
Now that the members of the Star Club have been confirmed, John is the first to show his cards.
As a diehard John, after knowing this identity, Heinrich knew that he was fully recognized.
Edgar followed the strong, just like his uncle followed Voldemort, and the person he chooses this time will be the strongest one.
Looking at the pale face that didn't fit in the manor, John smiled and said, "I'm going to travel, are you interested in going there together, maybe I can introduce you to a friend."
It would be interesting for Kim Ludisley to meet Heinrich.
Heinrich nodded, he does not belong to Johnny Silverhand, he only follows John Wick.
During the banquet, Lucius also met several former Death Eaters like himself.
They got together to discuss the matter of the Dark Mark.
Next to Lucius, a wizard with a missing half nose and a leg was listening respectfully. Lucius deliberately introduced this person to the Death Eaters.
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