Chapter 1161 Mr. Bait

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"Damn, are you being targeted?"

Kenneth stood by the window, stretched out the gap in the curtain, and secretly observed the situation outside the street. Although he did not see anyone wandering around his residence, he could feel that he was indeed being watched.

The recent luck is really bad, the stupid father not only lost a lot of Galleons for selling fake goods, but also put him in Azkaban prison, and he helped Albert run a Joko joke. After the store, there was a feeling of being targeted by someone. Although Kenneth could not find anyone, his intuition in the gray area told him that he was indeed being targeted.

This is never a good thing.

But, why are you being targeted?

Father's sake?

No, Kenneth prefers to believe it's because of Albert, because of the **** 10,000 bounty.

Somewhere, he felt that he had been trapped by Albert.

That's right, if he hadn't noticed a problem, how could Albert need to help deliver the goods to Jokowi?

Wouldn't it be the same to have Fred, George or Lee Jordan deliver the goods?

hateful!

Why didn't you think of it in the first place?

He also signed a magic contract, and even if he was caught, he wouldn't be able to reveal anything at all.

Albert wouldn't want to take the opportunity to kill himself!

No, it shouldn't.

Presumably throwing the trouble at him, by the way, to see if he's worth believing.

Thinking of this, Kenneth was even more depressed. At first, he proposed to cooperate with Albert, and it is not bad for everyone to make money together. As a result, Old Tolle not only refused, but also wanted to obtain the benefits of the defense against the dark arts from Albert.

It's ridiculous to think about.

Is that guy so easy to take advantage of?

I don't even think about what happened to the group of Death Eaters who wanted to make trouble at the wedding.

Old Tolle got himself into Azkaban and messed up his relationship with Albert.

Otherwise, since they had a foundation of cooperation at Hogwarts, even if they couldn't get as many benefits as Fred, George, and George, at least they wouldn't suffer, instead of signing a **** magic contract like this.

Kenneth regretted how he believed his father's nonsense and made the situation become what it is now.

Now that he is being targeted, he has no good way. Now he can only find Albert for help through Fred, George and Lee Jordan, but those guys don't know where to hide recently.

Shouldn't I be left outside to attract firepower?

The more Kenneth thought about it, the more wrong it was.

"I can't stay here anymore, I have to find a place to avoid the limelight."

He decided to discuss the matter with Fred, George and Lee Jordan at the next Defence Against the Dark Arts training at the Ministry of Magic.

When he was simply packing up and preparing to leave, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps on the street outside, and then the door was rudely slammed open, and before Kenneth Apparated, he saw several men with hideous faces and beards. The scruffy man burst into the house with his wand and fired a curse directly at Kenneth, who was picking up his suitcase to leave.

"Damn!"

After Kenneth threw out the suitcase, he pulled out his wand and used the oncoming curse from the armored charm grid, but he was still staggered. Fortunately, the armored curse on the defense bracelet helped him block it, otherwise he would probably end up. Not much better than the cursed window next to it.

"Damn it, it really got tricked."

While Kenneth greeted the family of Albert and his group in his heart, he also recognized one of the intruders.

Kenneth used a red curse to force the approaching three back, and immediately found a bunker to hide, roaring at the sloppy man named Paul: "Damn Paul, what are you trying to do?"

"Don't want to do anything? Someone wants to invite you to join us." The scruffy man named Paul grinned and showed his yellow teeth. "Little Tolle, I advise you to stop resisting and just follow us. Otherwise, don't blame me. Look at old Tolle's face."

"Have you invited others to join like this?"

Kenneth's face was very dark. If he didn't sign the magic contract, he was not afraid to go with them. The worst case would be to join, but not now.

"I don't think you will take his face. That guy is still in Azkaban prison."

"Don't talk nonsense, I count to three, follow us obediently, otherwise don't blame us for being rude." The three quickly surrounded Kenneth's hiding place, ready to take each other in one breath.

"You're welcome? Why are you not going to

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