curse the world at hogwarts

The difference between a real boss and a fake boss was fully demonstrated when Rhine opened the door of the office where Selwyn was imprisoned.

In any case, except for the fact that Selwyn's brain is old and can't keep up with the changes of the times, especially the changes of Rhine, who can't control his wandering thoughts, he is still a qualified boss overall.

Compared to Fudge, even if he has the slightest hope, he can kneel down to anyone in an instant, regardless of whether the other party has any reason to let go of his petty temper...

When Selwyn heard the door open, he didn't even bother to raise his head. He was still immersed in his own world, as if he was not the one facing the disaster.

"It seems you have thought it through."

Rhine had exchanged opinions with Dumbledore and Grindelwald before, and roughly felt Selwyn's pulse, so he went straight to the point.

"Ha ha……"

Selwyn's laughter was as sarcastic as ever.

"I've thought about it clearly, so you have nothing to do, right?"

From being blocked by Dumbledore to now, he got enough time to review and made a detailed prediction of the outcome.

Losing one's reputation is certain.

This time the matter involves the Ministry of Magic. In order to protect himself, Fudge will definitely push Selwyn out and make a big fuss, making him a bad person from now on.

As for himself, the old man really doesn't want to accept this ending.

But considering the actual losses, he knew that accepting it calmly and withdrawing sadly was the best choice to preserve the overall situation of the pure-blood saint clan.

So everything ends with a ruined reputation.

As long as we abandon ourselves, everything for everyone can still be preserved.

He was not reconciled, but not completely unwilling. He could only feel at ease in his heart.

"The thing is...it's not a big deal, but you also suffered a lot."

Rhine dragged a chair and sat in front of Selwyn, continuing the conversation in a relaxed and comfortable tone.

"No one expected Peter to show up suddenly..."

"At this point, we actually all lose."

Closing the distance is the first step to crack open the Selwyn bastard's shell.

When facing him, we cannot adopt the same approach as when facing a boss like Fudge who is soft and afraid of hard work.

"Oh?"

Selwyn was somewhat interested now and looked up at Rhine.

"It seems that you have thought of it too."

"Yes."

Rhine smiled and nodded.

"Sneaking into Hogwarts privately and assigning others to steal confidential information... No matter how shameless you are, the Wizengamot will send you to Azkaban for a while."

"Not in a year, but always in half a year."

Hagrid was suspected of opening the secret room, so he went in and hunkered down for a few days!

Rhine's accusation of Selwyn was not an exaggeration at all, and he was quite serious and thoughtful.

"You know, I've been in that place...it's not a good place!"

"If you weren't lucky enough, I would have to explain it to you. You old bone...tsk, tsk, tsk~"

When you say this, it is true.

Rhine Lyle was not close, but actually confessed that he was in Azkaban.

If a ray of his soul hadn't entered it now, he would have been thrown into the vast North Sea by the dementors, and he didn't know where he died.

Selwyn understood that Rhine wanted to negotiate terms.

"Haha, Mr. Lyle is quite reasonable, but it's a pity..."

Selwyn raised his eyebrows and gave Rhine a soft nail touch with a hint of teasing.

"Although I am an old man, I can still eat and drink. I can play wizard chess all night without feeling sleepy..."

That means, I don't know where your little brat almost died.

As the pillar of my pure-blooded saint clan, the Ministry of Magic dares to interrogate me, imprison me, and destroy me, but it dares not let me die.

If I die, the Ministry of Magic will lose its skin!

"Oh~ my friend!"

"What an enviable physical fitness!"

Rhine said with a standard London music, and then raised his eyebrows.

"Then after you go in, how about you help me say hello to my old friends whom I haven't seen for a long time? It's also a favor for me. How about that?"

"what!"

Selwyn scoffed.

"Those scum at the bottom are still worthy of my greetings..."

Rhine quickly shook his head in fear, and leaned forward to explain with an eager look on his face.

Gu Jian</span> "No, no, no! How dare I trouble you to contaminate those stupid people!"

"But in Azkaban, I still have a group of unruly friends who are enthusiastic, kind, friendly, and helpful..."

"For example, Mr. Mulciber~"

"Like that Mr. Dolohov~"

"Another example……"

He squinted his eyes and looked at old Selwyn, who suddenly looked condensed.

"There is a Mrs. Lestrange, her name is Bellatrix... They are quite good friends!"

"As far as I know, as long as you have not joined a certain dynamic organization called Death Eaters, or have joined but went in to reunite with them..."

"Everyone will receive a warm welcome from them."

"But if you have participated...and haven't entered yet...then..."

Rhine leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs, and waved them leisurely in front of Selwyn.

"Tut tsk tsk tsk~"

"They'd probably be 'happy' hanging out with that person."

Old Selwyn's originally rather proud and arrogant face was now frozen.

He had forgotten all about it.

Strictly speaking, he can't be blamed for this.

Because old Selwyn had never joined the Death Eaters, he also forgot to include in the price the group of people who had been forgotten by the wizarding world.

However, his precious son participated and decisively chose to jump after Voldemort disappeared.

With the mind of that crazy woman like Bella, would she let go of a "traitor"'s aging biological father with respect and respect for the young?

"you……"

Selwyn's face turned livid, he stared at Rhine, and after a long while he uttered a word without confidence.

"They won't have access to...or even know..."

"In theory it is."

Rhine's legs swayed so briskly.

"It seems you won't take care of it for me."

"Then I have to go visit the prison, have a heart-to-heart talk, and ask these friends to take good care of you. It's not a waste of time for you to get to know me today~"

"you you……"

Only then did Selwyn understand why Rhine could always take advantage in the magical world.

Even if he is so shameless, he still has his shamelessness clearly written on his face!

"I can ask not to be imprisoned in Azka..."

"Oh~~~I was too busy before, and there was an old friend who didn't send Christmas greetings!"

Rhine's exaggerated voice blocked Selwyn's futile efforts again.

"There is a Mrs. Burns in the Wizengamot, who seems to be the Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, who happens to have the power to decide what to do with you."

"After we met, I have to go and ask for a favor for you!"

"Don't thank me. This is what I should do as I respect the elderly and care for the young."

When he said this, Rhine's face was of course full of malice and he made no secret of it.

"..."

Selwyn's face turned completely dark.

Amelia Burns - the inheritor of the House of Heroes, the real power of the Wizengamot, Fudge has to give up three points!

If she did interfere, Selwyn would be hard-pressed to avoid being sent to Azkaban.

Yes, Mrs. Burns is known for her integrity, which is something everyone in the wizarding world knows.

But as an old conspirator who has been sanctimonious all his life and has also been hiding in dirty corners for his whole life, Selwyn's way of looking at people has long been nailed down to using himself to save others...

He is extremely dirty and does not believe that there are completely innocent people in the world.

Mrs. Burns may really not be moved by money, but what about relationships and emotions?

It was a small operation and no actual benefits were collected. Who can question her decision?

The thoughts went through his mind several times, and Selwyn finally broke out in a cold sweat.

He dare not bet!

This is a gamble!

He is the pillar of the pure-blood faction...

Life is precious!