Living peacefully at Hogwarts

Chapter 61: A Born Villain
Sometimes Klein wonders, is he really a born villain?
Not to mention the previous life, the "Black Emperor" sitting on the Mithril Throne, and the place where the "Mysterious Eye" flag flies are all the territory of the empire.Grindelwald I, who was born holy, stepped on the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​bones to become the spellcaster closest to God.

But what happened in this life?

Study hard, make progress every day, and actively integrate into the bronze division. Every day is plain and boring.

He didn't do anything bad, so how could he become the number one enemy in the magic world?
He really couldn't figure it out.

Not only Klein couldn't figure it out, but the "great white wizard" Albus Dumbledore was also confused now.

Well, for example.

It felt like the old man carefully guarding the bomb detonator, thinking everything was fine.Then one day, some cloven-toed ungulate suddenly broke into the house and told him "there's an explosion outside, we might all die".

The feeling in my heart is really hard to describe.

"Don't you want to say something?"

Staring at Klein sitting on the desk, Dumbledore asked in a deep voice.

"The clear will be clear, and the turbid will be turbid. I sit upright and walk upright!"

Klein's face was serious, and he wanted to speak like this.But remembering the fact that he kept Dumbledore from making the Lord of the Rings, enslaving Voldemort, and opposing the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic during this period, he fell silent again, blinked his eyes, and showed a bright smile that was extremely innocent and unique to young people.

Silence is better than sound~
"Ugh."

Dumbledore sighed, feeling a throbbing pain in his temple.

To be honest, it would be easier for Klein if he didn't care, or if he looked indifferent.With these hundred-pound old arms and legs, it is enough to give the magic world and myself an explanation.

But now, he really couldn't be angry.

"I really didn't do anything. Who knew the Ministry of Magic was so sensitive. Randomly made up stories, I didn't expect them to take it seriously."

The secret enslavement of Voldemort and the resignation of the "Department of Mysteries" must never be said.

Klein spread his hands, showing the expression of "I don't really blame me, it's the other party's dish".

Dumbledore thought carefully.

Uh.

It is not incomprehensible.

The main reason is that the identity introduced by Klein is too scary.

Not to mention, being able to skillfully manipulate Fiendfyre is enough to make the Ministry of Magic frightened, not to mention the Deathly Hallows that was thrown out in order to gain a platform for his identity.

Ordinary wizards regard the Deathly Hallows as the content of a storybook, but Dumbledore knows that the Ministry of Magic knows that the Hallows are real.

Thinking about it in another way, if Dumbledore himself were the Minister of Magic, he would definitely worry about such a dangerous person.

"So, it's a matter for the Ministry and Mr Connelly."

Seeing that Dumbledore seemed to be moved, Klein withdrew his smile and decided on the matter without hesitation.

It's none of Keke's business, Keke doesn't know anything~
"About that, let's not mention it for now.

Now the magic world is full of trouble because of "Sauron", if this matter is not resolved as soon as possible.I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with the aftermath.

I suggest that Sauron immediately disappear in "Knockturn Alley", whether he is deliberately killed by the Ministry of Magic, or "blacked out" by the dark wizard.

In short, we must extinguish the signs of this turmoil! "

Meeting the serious expression on the other side, Dumbledore always felt that something was wrong.But before he had time to think about it, he had already started to make suggestions for Klein in a calm voice.

Klein scratched his eyebrows, showing an inexplicable smile.

Why are you so skilled, old man?
Gee.

He is indeed a person who practiced black magic and became the "Greatest White Wizard"~
Daoxing is deep!
"Knockturn Alley" is the same as ever.

At least, Voldemort could see no change.

Wrapped in a loose and tattered black robe, he stared vigilantly at the passers-by, holding the dark birch wand tightly in his thin palm.

He knows the temper of the black wizard, and if he is not careful, he will suffer.He was a dignified Dark Lord who didn't want to be swallowed up as fat.

"Friends, are you interested in the high-quality deep-sea pearls and narcotic fruits?" !"

The cries and greetings are endless, decaying and dark, but strangely "full of life".Voldemort was surprised to find that "Knockturn Alley" didn't seem to be affected by the tense situation outside, and it was even more lively than he remembered.

"unusual."

After muttering, Voldemort kept everything in his mind calmly, and walked into a bar at the end of the street with a bowed body.

Such a mixed place is a good place to inquire about news.

"Have an ale and something to eat."

Jumping onto the high seat with great effort, Voldemort spoke in a deep voice, and took out a few dirty silver coins.

The bartender who was wiping the glass looked up at the little monster with a scary face, said nothing, obediently took the money, and delivered what Voldemort ordered.

"Ah."

Poor ale was poured down his throat, and Voldemort's mouth finally tasted something other than "dead rat".

The gathering place of dark wizards is good, no one cares what you look like, no one cares what you are.Vampires, werewolves, and others can all get along here like a duck to water, let alone a "dwarf" like him.

"Ask someone with you."

After taking a few sips of wine, Voldemort felt better, so he took out a few more gold coins and put them on the bar, staring at the bartender and talking.

"Say."

He didn't reject Voldemort's "good intentions", put away the gold coins, and the bartender cherished words like gold.

"Tell me about Sauron."

Asked what was in his heart, Voldemort's eyes were fiery, and he was eager to know everything about that person.

"Hehe, I know that's the case. Those who have been avoiding the limelight in "Knockturn Alley" these days are doing everything possible to inquire about Lord Sauron."

The bartender smiled curiously.Anyway, these things are not secret, so why not do it if you can earn more.

"Master Sauron is an extremely powerful wizard, master of the legendary Deathly Hallows.

His whereabouts are usually secretive, but what is certain is that he lives in this "Knockturn Alley". "

After a pause, the bartender showed an expression of admiration and yearning.

"My old Paul rarely admires a person, hehe, to be honest, who on this street is not a scumbag.

But Lord Sauron is unlike anyone I have ever seen.

Powerful and mysterious.

He could have taken everything he wanted with his strength.But he didn't. Instead, he became the protector of this street and gave us a way to survive. This is why we respect him. "

Since the Ministry of Magic began to suppress dark wizards in the UK, "Knockturn Alley", known as "Sauron's Base Camp", has become a blessed place for lawbreakers.

Anyway, old Paul felt that since Lord Sauron came to this street, their life became more and more comfortable.

(End of this chapter)