Hogwarts: This Dark Lord is so evil

Clear days are rare in England, and tonight was no exception, being overcast as well.

Therefore, not only were the stars invisible, but there wasn't even a sliver of moonlight.

The night was heavy with darkness.

“Whoosh!”

A ball of black mist shot down from the sky, landing on the ground and reforming into a person.

Leifield set down his briefcase and patted his cheeks, which had grown somewhat numb from the wind.

Flying spells were great and all, but they offered no wind protection…

Leifield always felt helpless about this.

He was already embodying black mist, so how was the wind so accurately hitting his face…

Could it be that the black mist was just a special effect? That his body hadn't actually turned into mist?

Also, this billowing black aura didn't exactly make him look like a good person.

He'd have to find a way to change his appearance later, at least making his entrance effects less like a dark overlord…

After feeling the sensation return to his cheeks, Leifield picked up his briefcase again.

At this moment, Nagini also poked her head out from his sleeve.

She had been hiding in his sleeve the whole time, unable to see outside, only feeling like she was soaring through the clouds, and was still a little dizzy.

However, when she saw the surrounding environment, Nagini was also somewhat surprised.

It seemed… they had arrived?

It seemed like only about ten minutes had passed since Leifield was spacing out on the street, right?

She hadn't expected to arrive so quickly…

Nagini didn't know that Leifield had been secretly talking to his senior, so she thought Leifield was just spacing out trying to find his way.

However, Nagini chose not to ask Leifield how he had arrived so quickly.

Because she knew that Leifield seemed to have many secrets, and she thought it was better not to ask.

Leifield didn't know Nagini's thoughts, and instead went to the door of the house on his own.

He hesitated for a moment, but still didn't knock.

He raised his hand and said to Nagini, "We've arrived at Mr. Scamander's house… I just didn't know we'd arrive so late, and I don't know if we'll be disturbing them… What do you think, should we find a place to stay first, and then come back tomorrow morning?"

Nagini nodded. It was indeed very late, and the lights in the house were not on.

"Okay, let's go." Leifield had just turned around when he suddenly heard the door behind him click open!

Then four wands were pointed directly at his back!

"Stop! Don't move!"

"Uh…" Leifield suddenly felt like he was being held at gunpoint.

"Turn around!" someone ordered.

However, Leifield could still recognize their voices.

"Uh, okay, but please don't shoot… I mean, please don't cast any spells!" Leifield said as he turned around.

Then he saw two men and two women pointing their wands at him warily…

"Ah? It's you!? Leifield!" Newt held up a lantern, bringing it closer to Leifield's face, and said in surprise.

Then, as if remembering something, he quickly lowered his wand.

"Sorry… I… we were just…" Newt looked apologetic, unable to speak fluently.

Seeing that it was Leifield, the other three also lowered their wands.

"Oh, it's you! Sorry! We thought… you know, things might not be so peaceful lately, so we might be a little more vigilant…" Jacob also put away his "wand."

Leifield blinked, looking at his "wand."

"Ah ha! I know what you want to ask. This is a gift Dumbledore gave me! It's very intimidating, isn't it?" Jacob said cheerfully.

"Oh… Jacob… in fact, a .38 Special revolver might be more suitable for you than a wand," Leifield said cheerfully.

"Oh? I didn't expect you to be quite knowledgeable about firearms! But… since coming back from the war, I haven't touched a gun," Jacob shrugged. "I just want to live my peaceful life… I hate war!"

"Hating war and picking up a gun to protect your family are not contradictory, Jacob. I think firearms, even against wizards, can sometimes be very threatening. However, you might have to set up some ancient runes on them that can resist magic," Leifield said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, a look of struggle flashed across Jacob's face…

"Oh, don't just stand at the door, come in quickly!" one of the ladies said, making way.

Hearing this, Newt seemed to have just remembered this, took the suitcase from Leifield's hand, and welcomed Leifield in.

"I'm… I'm very sorry, Leifield. Recently, that person has been very prominent, so everyone is a little paranoid…" Newt finally managed to say a complete sentence.

Leifield shook his head, "I should be the one who's sorry, I'm the one who's disturbing you."

After Leifield walked in, Jacob said, "Oh right, I haven't introduced you yet, this is my wife, Queenie. This is Tina, Queenie's sister, and of course, Newt's wife."

"Hello, Mrs. Kowalski, Mrs. Scamander," Leifield greeted them politely, as polite as Tom.

"Just call us by our names," Tina said generously.

"That's right, you already call Jacob by his name, you don't have to be so formal with us," Queenie also looked at Leifield with curiosity.

Among everyone, she was the most curious about Leifield, because she read two minds on Leifield!

It was as if Leifield had two personalities, and one of the personalities seemed to be female?

However, being their first meeting, she didn't want to ask directly.

But her question was quickly answered.

After everyone relit the lamps and helped Newt sit on the sofa to rest, Newt placed Nagini on the table.

"Newt, this is Nagini... you're old friends, aren't you?"

Because Nagini had been hiding in Newt's sleeve, Newt only noticed her at this moment.

"Ah! Of course! Dumbledore even brought her to see me last time." Newt looked at her with some excitement. "Strictly speaking, we are also comrades-in-arms... we fought against Grindelwald together... it's just a pity that she suddenly disappeared later... but we all vaguely guessed, but... no one wants to say it actively..."

Those who knew the inside story looked at Nagini with sympathy, including Jacob.

Obviously, their relationship far exceeded Newt's imagination.

It seemed that after the movie plot ended, they had experienced a lot together...

However, Newt couldn't learn more about the inside story from that poorly-executed movie series.

"Her physical condition is very good." Newt looked at Nagini's body and said happily. "What do you usually feed her?"

One mistake, one head, one hair, one content, all in one look!

"Boiled eggs or some other fresh food... I once tried to feed her cooked food other than boiled eggs, and she was willing to try it herself, but... it's hard for her to eat." Newt said regretfully.

"Well... her body has undergone fundamental changes, and even her body's digestive system has become snake-like. She can no longer adapt to the human way of eating... Ouch!" Newt looked at Tina in surprise.

It turned out that Tina had knocked him on the head with a look of displeasure.

Newt immediately understood why Tina hit him. It was really inappropriate for him to say this in front of Nagini, what's the difference between that and exposing someone's scars?

"Sorry... I... I was just used to it." Newt said awkwardly.

"Then you deserve to be hit!" Tina said dissatisfied.

When facing magical creatures, Newt always unconsciously substituted himself into his professional role.

But how could he regard Nagini as an ordinary magical creature?

She is a person!

"Hiss..." Nagini raised her head and said softly.

Newt translated for her: "She said it's okay. She's already very satisfied to be able to stay conscious..."

Nagini nodded, indicating that Newt's translation was correct.

"Oh! My God! Dude, you can actually understand Parseltongue?! That's so cool!" Jacob said in surprise.

Queenie asked curiously: "Are you a Parselmouth?"

Newt shook his head and said: "I didn't know it originally, but I have a friend..."

"Tom Riddle?" Queenie asked.

Newt looked at her with feigned surprise.

"I... I'm sorry, I can't control myself." A trace of panic flashed across Queenie's face.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Queenie is like this, she is born with the ability to hear other people's thoughts... this ability is passive, if there is any offense, I'm very sorry." Jacob said quickly.

"Uh, it's okay..." Newt said in surprise.

In fact, under his Occlumency, what Queenie could read was only the information that Newt allowed her to read.

Come to think of it, he only learned Occlumency by working overtime when he thought he was going to meet her.

It's just that the meeting was disrupted by Grindelwald.

"I'm sorry for reading your mind... but your mind is very pure, Newt." Queenie said happily.

Although it sounds a bit dirty, it is difficult for people's minds to remain completely kind.

Even the best people will inevitably flash evil thoughts in their hearts sometimes.

Queenie had long been accustomed to these, but Newt's mind was the purest she had ever encountered.

His heart seemed to only have a thirst for knowledge and a desire for friendship...

Of course, this excludes powerful wizards like Dumbledore.

Because even if wizards like Dumbledore stood in front of her, she couldn't read any information.

"Well... one more question, Newt, how did you get here? I don't seem to see anyone sending you... um, Nagini seems to be very interested in this question too." Queenie couldn't help but ask.

"Uh, is that so? Actually, there's nothing special, I flew here." Newt said honestly.

Jacob asked curiously: "Flew here? Did you ride a flying broomstick here? Isn't that a bit dangerous?"

"No..." Newt shook his head, but he still couldn't finish his sentence this time.

"Oh! My God! The little wizard who invented the flying charm that was reported in the newspaper last time is you?" Queenie covered her mouth in surprise, "You are a genius! Newt!"

Newt closed his mouth helplessly and shrugged, "Yes, that's right."

"Uh... sorry, I... I accidentally again." Queenie apologized again.

"It's okay, I can understand. You can't control it..."

Queenie smiled awkwardly. This innate ability to understand other people's hearts may seem like an amazing talent to others.

However, when this talent is an uncontrollable passive talent, the talent becomes a curse...