curse the world at hogwarts

Mr. Parkinson was stunned on the spot.

"Kidding."

Rhine smiled and waved his hands.

"Ahahahahahahahaha!"

Not to mention Mr. Parkinson, even Lucius, who pretended he didn't exist, laughed together.

Of course, they must be scorning Rhine in their hearts——

Open your sister!

Can the Dark Lord be joked about?

Uh……

Thinking about it carefully, they realized that Rhine seemed to have no such concerns.

I've been beaten more than once, so is it okay to make a joke about Lao Fu?

"Okay, tell me seriously!"

After enlivening the atmosphere, Rhine took the topic in a more serious direction.

"Although you certainly won't do it now, you will eventually go down this path."

"Mr. Lyle, I absolutely do not..."

Unlike Lucius, Mr. Parkinson knew nothing about many of Rhine's plans, so he quickly opened his mouth and began to express his loyalty to Rhine.

"Okay, okay, don't rush to say this yet."

Rhine raised his hand to interrupt Mr. Parkinson. He didn't like listening to low-quality flattery that much.

"The problem we are bound to face now is that Voldemort will definitely come back... I believe you at least have a premonition."

What Rhine said was not conjecture. This kind of suspicion is widespread among Death Eaters, and the official attitude of magic has always been vague.

In the past ten years, Black has always been relatively strong, not simply arrogant and domineering.

Some of Dumbledore's excessive caution and passivity are also influenced by this social background.

Rhine's calculation against the pure-blood faction was also to reverse this influence.

What to twist?

After defeating Voldemort several times, someone will naturally turn him around. Aren't these two living examples in front of him?

The worst part of Dumbledore's performance in the original script was undoubtedly his failure to seize the opportunity to save the declining social atmosphere when Harry defeated Voldemort several times.

Building momentum is important.

Voldemort was able to quickly take over most of the wizarding society after his return because of his momentum.

Rhine's current efforts in this area are also aimed at a trend.

He would not place his hopes on a certain hero. He hoped that one day in the future, in every corner of wizarding society, several wizards would appear and kick around the lone Death Eaters passing by.

If he really achieves the desired effect, what if Voldemort has eight lives?

Thousands of wizards could trample him to death a hundred times!

What effect?

Whoever they follow wins.

But whoever wins, who they follow.

Rhine must make people feel...

White will win.

Seeing Mr. Parkinson's face getting whiter and whiter, Rhine also spoke whiter and whiter.

"This future is certain, but whether he can succeed...is not necessarily certain."

"He's known to have failed once, at least."

"And what a few know is that he failed more than once."

Lucius nodded quickly, he had experienced this personally!

He doesn't know the difference between Xiao Fu and Lao Fu, nor does he care about the difference between Xiao Fu and Lao Fu.

Judging from his impossible choice to turn back, Lucius has strengthened his belief that if Rhine can do Xiao Fu, he will definitely do Lao Fu!

Besides, that time in the first grade... wasn't it Lao Fu who got beaten?

My choice must be right!

Perhaps influenced by Rhine's decisiveness, or perhaps infected by Lucius's firmness, Mr. Parkinson's pale face came back with a slight color of blood.

"So, what do you want us to do?"

When Rhine talked about this matter, he must have something to say later. Mr. Parkinson decided to hear the whole story before talking about it.

"What was done on the school board before will be replicated around Voldemort."

"To occupy a position among the Death Eaters that can influence Voldemort's success or failure."

"You have natural advantages...especially you, Mr. Parkinson."

After passing the school board meeting, Mr. Parkinson's position had been proven credible, and Rhine could tell him what he really thought.

"I……"

Mr. Parkinson tried to steady his jumble of thoughts.

He knew that compared to Malfoy, who had betrayed Voldemort, Parkinson, who had not joined the Death Eaters before, had more room for display with Voldemort.

Especially after his comeback, Voldemort's situation will not be good. He needs a reliable pure-blood saint to follow him.

The issue is……

Gu Yuan</span>“I can go, and he may trust me.”

Mr. Parkinson asked the question that made him hesitate the most.

"Can my ability really achieve the effect you said?"

Malfoy and Selwyn both joined the Death Eaters back then, not to mention families like Black and Lestrange who were die-hard Death Eaters.

Which one really influenced Voldemort's existence?

That old guy is not good at anything else, but he is very good at playing tricks. The Death Eaters are harming each other every day!

The more he relies on the Parkinson family, the more he will suppress the Parkinson family. This is the most basic thinking of a superior.

A waste like Voldemort, who has extraordinary fighting ability and extraordinary political ability, prefers to work on such little tricks.

"Of course it can't work if it's just you!"

Rhine supported Mr. Parkinson's views and expressed his approval.

Being able to understand this proves that he is much better than the man named Lu who fell into the pit of Voldemort twice, and his family would have been ruined if his wife had not been clever.

Lucius: I’ll give you my ID card, so you don’t have to be so subtle.

"It's difficult for a company to grow big, and it's easy to be suppressed when it gets big. I won't let you take such a big risk."

Rhine spoke earnestly to Mr. Parkinson, and then revealed a move that he had already prepared but that few people knew about.

"So, I have prepared an opponent for you, and you have to act from now on."

???

Mr. Parkinson was confused for a while, then suddenly turned his head to look at Lucius.

You're not talking about him, are you?

"Mr. Lyle, with all due respect..."

Mr. Parkinson could barely contain his laughter.

"If the opponent you are talking about is Lucius, then maybe..."

He had a showdown.

With his old Parkinson's mind, ability and status, if he were to be in a position where he would be involved in death under the Dark Lord, Lucius would be completely unqualified to compete with him.

Lucius's face turned dark on the spot!

what are you...

Makes sense.

Lucius didn't dare to argue!

If he gets tough here, Rhine will take a look...

Yo~?

You, Grandpa Lu, are very brave!

Then there you go.

Where to go to reason?

Lucius shrank his head and muttered wildly in his mind, "You can endure a moment of humiliation in exchange for a hundred eternities."

"Don't worry about that."

Rhine was almost amused by Parkinson's imagination.

Even if Lucius dares to go, he doesn't dare to let Lucius go!

"The opponent I prepared will definitely only bring pressure to you."

"He will force you to go all out to fight for fame and wealth, and you will not show any flaws in front of Voldemort."

"It just depends on whether you... have the confidence."

Mr. Parkinson didn't like hearing this.

He's not Malfoy, and he doesn't turn a deaf ear to insults!

"Mr. Lyle, you don't need to use this kind of provocation, I will follow you!"

"I go!"

Even among pure-blood saints, the Parkinson family is not completely at the bottom.

Mr. Parkinson doesn’t think anyone who dares to say “absolutely” suppresses him exists!

Didn’t old Selwyn also fall into the hole-digging operation that Parkinson’s participated in?

let him come!

Mr. Parkinson held his head high, with all the glory of the Parkinson family, and proudly looked directly into Rhine's eyes, with a confident and resolute smile on his face.

"Just show me, who are you? Can you beat my Parkinson's?"

"How about Hannibal Lecter?"

Rhine spoke out a name in a tone that was neither strong nor weak, and an emotion that was neither yin nor yang.

For the third time in just a few minutes, Mr. Parkinson's expression changed.

"I go--!"

Rhine nodded with satisfaction.

You see, they are still determined!

Faced with the name of the old pervert, he was still hysterically trying to say "I'll go"~