Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

Dumbledore, I don't think there is any need for us to discuss the Three Powers Cup together, especially face-to-face. Look. The man at the wine table glanced at the warm warm sun outside the window and continued: This British The weather here is really disgusting, and I still miss the weather around us in Durmstrang, where it's freezing cold and snow and wind to hone a wizard's will. Then he picked up his own cup and gulp down the bubbling drink in between.

The bar was very lively and the atmosphere was warm, but no one cared about the ironic words of this foreign visitor.

Even drinks are something that women drink. The man smashed the cup on the wooden table, causing the wooden table to shake a few times, and it looked like it might fall apart at any time.

Old man, I think I can only agree with some of your points. Sometimes it is not only the surrounding environment that can hone a person, but there is also a lady here. Should you pay attention to your words? ? Dumbledore also raised his glass and took a sip.

It's my negligence. The man looked apologetically at the other woman at the table. You know, Madame Maxime, I'm just making an analogy, and I don't mean to discriminate against women.

It doesn't matter. The lady named Maxim just smiled faintly, ignoring his irrationality just now.

Madame Maxime was an unusual woman, or not only unusual among women, but unusual among wizards or ordinary people, and she was so tall that she was at this table. The front occupied a place where two people could sit. On top of that she had an olive face, big black watery eyes, and her hair pulled back. She was draped from head to toe in a black satin dress, and she wore many rich opals. She speaks great English, with a bit of a French accent.

As for the vulgar man just now named Igor Karkaroff, who did not conform to his standard gentleman appearance, he was tall and thin, with short white hair, and his goatee with a small roll) did not completely cover his thin chin.

Uninformed people may see him at first glance as a standard English gentleman.

The three people at the wine table chatted casually, ignoring the noisy environment of the surrounding bars, and the people around didn't care about things here, which was a bit abnormal, after all, Dumbledore was in the UK and the wizarding world around the world. All have a lofty reputation, and there will always be people who will pay attention to him.

Obviously, they cast a spell to block outside interference.

Dumbledore took over what he just said and continued: I have no intention of interfering with the operation of the Sports Department of the Ministry of Magic. In fact, you are the most positive about the Triwizard Cup, right, Mr. Karkaroff.

Then why did you ask the two of us to travel thousands of miles to come here and talk? I don't think it's necessary for me to come to this shabby place during my leisure vacation. Karkaroff used his thick The voice said, there was some dissatisfaction in his tone.

I don't mind, it's just a tour. Madame Maxime nodded gracefully, but still asked, Then why did you ask us to come here?

Well. Dumbledore pondered for a while, took out a black book that was scratched beyond recognition from his wide robe, and put it on the wine table.

Dumbledore, what are you trying to do? Karkaroff raised his thick eyebrows suddenly, as if he saw something impossible.

You shouldn't be making this. Madame Maxime also frowned, this notebook gave her a very bad and evil feeling.

The essence of the Horcrux is extremely evil. When it is not destroyed, it can still have a certain ability to disguise and deceive people. Otherwise, the original Ginny,

Ron, Dumbledore and now Lockhart will not be hit. But now that it's damaged, all that's left is a sickening wave of evil magic.

Of course, Madame Maxime. Dumbledore nodded, showing his attitude.

Then this thing is probably the loot you got after defeating a certain black magician? Karkaroff said with a self-deprecating smile: If you just use this to warn me, then it's not necessary, although I There used to be a less glorious history, but now I know that life on the shore is better.

So, what are you looking for us for? Karkaroff put his hands on the table and stood up all of a sudden, his eyes fixed on the man in front of him, and he asked him with a questioning tone. road.

Don't worry. Dumbledore waved his hand and said, I think my office is more suitable for discussing some secret events. After all, this is a pub.

It's an honor. Madame Maxime nodded and prepared to stand up. The blood of a giant gave her a somewhat resolute style.

I forgot what year was the last time I went to Hogwarts, this time I just went to see it again, she muttered to herself, her words full of joy and anticipation.

Karkaroff cleared his throat and coughed a few times. His voice in private meetings was different from his voice in public. In front of students, his voice was always mellow and sweet, sounding like a sissy. , This is also to neutralize his once dark history. Sometimes the change of external image is the first step. Now that he is about to leave the private field, he has to change his voice back first.

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