65 the first wave (1/2)
The first part of the travel was made in entire silence, but the further they go from the island, the greater their mood improves, only then seeing how the suffocating aura of the lone tower has weight on their mind. Even after changing that much, it remains a sight of despair and doom for all. Alex, completely unbothered by the light brize who sent a chill to the others, look at them confusedly. Unnerved by the boy gaze after two minutes, the clumsy Auror bite.
”What?!”
”Just asking myself why your all not use warming charms if your that cold, I know wizard are dumb in general but you lots seem to have fallen quite low during the time I was there.”
They grumbled at his insult but all aim their wand at them, muttering their spells, soon releasing a small sigh of bliss as the warm feeling wash over them and drive the cold away, making Alex shake his head.
After a small blank, the Auror turns at him.
”You say 'you lots' don't you consider yourself as one as well?”
”Truthfully, I don't, your all lack in common sense, too inbred among yourself to realize that rather than producing stronger heirs by keeping among you or even in the same family, your just hasten your destruction. I wouldn't be astonished if at least magical Britain vanish from the world in the next century or so.”
Of the five Wizard present, all but once seems miffed at this.
”Why are you saying that?”
”Look at the fact, how many children are born from each wizard family? Among them, how many possess a magical might stronger than the once they have from their fifth years? Ask Moody about the quality of Aurors, even since the last war, their numbers dimmed and their quality it averages at best.
Even you Crouch should have seen in during your time as head Aurors. Your department is nothing but full of sheep those past years, too afraid to act or too arrogant to follow your own laws, why? Because your position was entitled to you from Daddy, without your pureblood dogma, wizard Britain would have crumbled, only to be raised to news height if you have taken the time to listen to the positive change mundane born could bring you.
Your wand is so far in your ass, that you're unable to see that at the speed mundane technology evolve, in less than ten years, the Oblivators squad sends to wipe out mundane memories of any sight magic, will be spotted. But rather than welcome them you drive them any, feeding other countries and communities with willing people ready to do anything to bury you in the ground.
Face it, Britain is nothing more than a backward shithole and laughing stock of the rest of the world, your the last community still lead by pureblood other than vampires!”
”We have great wizards too!”
”Who? Dumbles? He already had a foot in the grave. The only true astonishing thing he had made in his life is to make Britain what it is nowadays.” Say he indifferently. The angry Auror became confused at this, while all the others were listening without saying a word.
”Heu? Didn't you say that Britain is backward?”
”And in your opinion, who's the culprit? Moldyshort by decimating more old family that he killed new blood or the Great Fumbledore who have so much restricted the knowledge given at Hogwarts in the last fifty years that the only subjects taught at Hogwarts who are recognized internationally are Herbology, runes, Arithmancy. Transfiguration starts to fall short, charms would be in have not the Wisengamot, under the lead of Dumbles, judges that their children must know how to defend themself against dark arts while being completely unaware of says arts.
I don't caution them, only saying that you need to know them to defend against them. Let's not talk about rituals, those are the backbones of your societies, the very things practiced by your ancestors but you ban them? I can understand for the more of them, but what of the old ritual of the equinoxes? Those are harmless and would rather help them from infancy, yet, you let the old wanker made them forgotten for their equivalent of mundane celebration? Where is your pride as purebloods when your very traditions are trampled on and you all sing the greatness of the greatest fraudster of all time?”
It was at this that Barty spoke, he may not be the head of the DMLE anymore and condemned his own son, but he still is a strict believer of the law.
”What do you mean by a fraudster?”
”Tell me what is his greatest success in his life?”
”Vanquishing Grindelwald...” Start the man but stop when he saw the large grin on the face of the young man.
”Not vanquishing, he only defeats him in a duel but didn't kill him. Last time I check, he was still alive in Nurmengard, Austria.” Say him with a grin becoming larger and larger.
”What?! That monster his still alive?!”
For the second time, Bartimus crouch lost his cool, while all the other face whitens at that news, if that true, Dumbledore will be in breach with few ICW laws and it won't be pretty for him.
”That why I say your all sheep, he was feeding you shit all those years and you were all happily munching on it, licking his hand for more.” The Aurors became a little green at the metaphor, but couldn't deny what he was saying for their biggest shame.
”Well, don't really concern me anymore either way. Speaking of it, Mr.Crouch, is there something I must know for the tournament?”
The man needs a second to adapt at the abrupt change of subject but nod neither less, keeping the entire discussion somewhere in his is mind.
”The first task will be on the 24 November, before that, a weighting of wand ceremony will be lead under the three Headmaster, the champions, Mr.Ollivenders, and reporters for the Daily Prophet.”