curse the world at hogwarts

Chapter 528 Nobel Prize Best Male Pig’s Feet

"Sure enough!"

Soon after the cruise ship left the port, the darlings of the noble family saw the energetic and rosy Princess Diana walking onto the upper deck with a handsome and tall young man.

After many exchanges, everyone confirmed that this was a person who had not appeared in the circle, and no one could tell his origin.

But there is no doubt that the first impression he gave everyone can be said to be quite good.

After all, if you think about the old-fashioned food in Chasi, and look at this watery one, even Mrs. Swinton, who is usually low-key and does not participate in circle activities, can't help but take the opportunity of feeding water to stick out her tongue at her feet. The dog dad complained.

"This time, she is not blind after all."

Not only not blind!

The dog father rolled his eyes.

If it really turns out to be the relationship you imagined, this former princess would make a lot of money, right?

Although that little bastard can be called the little devil of Hogwarts, the biggest scoundrel in the wizarding world, a bastard who is disliked by people (such as the dog father himself), his misdeeds are stained and notorious, and it is difficult to describe...

But no one can deny that from "death hunter" to "dean of academic affairs", he is still single and has a considerable popularity among women in the magical world.

For a wizard who is somewhat proud at heart, the title of Princess of Wales is not worth mentioning.

Unfortunately, he just thought about it.

Ever since the professors pushed for marriage and Hermione started things, if anyone mentioned feelings to Rhine, Rhine would take out his wand and show him what emotional stimulation is...

In both physical and magical senses.

However, the dog dad suddenly tilted his head and thought about it, and realized that now was a good opportunity~?

Then, it suddenly pulled the dog leash around its neck persistently, dragged Mrs. Swinton towards Princess Di.

"Sir Swindon!"

As Mrs. Swinton reluctantly but had to accommodate the dog father's approach, Princess Di quickly noticed this celebrity who was known for being mysterious and low-key, and enthusiastically pulled Rhine to greet him.

The two exchanged pleasantries on the spot, and they even seemed like plastic sisters.

Mrs. Swinton was just low-key, not socially fearful. She was so polite and powerful in her implicit flattery that even Rhine couldn't help but feel a little carried away.

Then, Mrs. Swinton suddenly joked in a low voice about the "hotness" between the two of them.

Ah!

confirmed.

Even the so-called nobles who are high in the clouds in people's eyes look like they are dying when they gossip, or even worse.

Under Mrs. Swinton's very literary whisper, Princess Diana laughed so hard that her teeth were blinded and her eyes were blinded, which made Rhine wonder what the lady had done to Princess Diana.

Anyway, this was how he laughed when he listened to other people driving in his previous life.

But considering that the passenger in this car is probably himself...

And the person driving on the other side was holding a familiar dog...

Rhine squinted his eyes and looked at the dog father who was squatting on the ground and pretending to be a good boy.

GoDaddy:……

Suddenly I felt a little regretful.

"Mrs. Swinton."

Rhine smiled and made a suggestion.

"Looking at your beloved pet, it seems that you haven't taken the necessary measures yet."

"I know a good pet doctor, and his knife skills are the best in England..."

"Wang Wang Wang!!!"

The dog father was so frightened that he jumped up on the spot and barked in panic at Rhine.

Shut up! ! !

As for being so revengeful? ? ?

Our aristocratic little dog cannot listen to this! ! !

Although with the blessing of human body transformation, Rhine's face at this moment will never be recognized.

But his extremely evil and familiar evil smile still sent shivers down Dog Daddy's spine.

Great!

The memory of being a pet to this man in France is getting blurry...

He is really floating!

……

"How is it?"

At this time, a group of men in black were also gathering on the northern coastline of the British Isles.

From the leader's arms came an extremely difficult-to-hear inquiry.

If there were any normal-thinking Muggles here who saw this thing that was shaped like a baby, but looked not much different from an alien, and was even more wrinkled, slimy, and ugly than an alien, they would probably have to vomit a few buckets on the spot. .

But the old pervert Hannibal, who held it in his arms, said that it was nothing.

I remember that before he was forced to become a vegetarian, the lump in his arms was just a piece of meat.

You can eat it with the head off, crunchy and crunchy.

But for now, he still answered respectfully to the thing named "Voldemort".

"Sir, everyone is here."

With that said, Hannibal turned around and lifted Voldemort up so that he could inspect his "army".

Fortunately, Voldemort doesn't like Muggle movies, otherwise he would soon find that the way he was picked up and held high was a complete plagiarism from the animated film "The Lion King" released this year.

Tom Simba Riddle could be angry and vomit blood at any time.

After glaring with a pair of evil eyes and estimating the strength of the people in front of him, Voldemort felt a little dissatisfied.

"Too weak! What kind of scraps are these?"

Compared with the Death Eaters he had gathered back then, these magical bastards from Knockturn Alley in front of him were completely unable to enter the eyes of the Dark Lord!

"Sir... we can only do this now..."

Hannibal explained with sincerity.

"Although the Ministry of Magic was very lax, Dumbledore never let his guard down."

"Those pure-blood traitors were taught like capons by Lyle."

"Except for these desperate dark wizards, no one will help us, no one will care about us... This is our shortcoming and our advantage."

If Rhine were here, he would immediately propose awarding the old pervert a Nobel Prize for Best Actor.

If he hadn't known about it, the pure-blood faction would still be ready to make a move, and even began to waver in confidence due to the suppression. He missed Voldemort, the Dark Lord, so much that he would have almost believed it!

This is also where the old pervert becomes "vicious"...

He used a reasonable logic to protect his most elite force, while at the same time giving severe eye drops to the purebloods who were bound to join Lao Fu in the future.

Who knows how bad the image of the pure-blood sect has become in Lao Fu's heart after so many thoughts?

Anyway, if Rhine was a stubborn pureblood, he would definitely not consider joining the Dark Lord.

In a state where Voldemort was full of doubts and even disgusted with them, to regain the trust of a terminally paranoid patient...

People will die!

Many people will die!

"That's it!"

After all, Voldemort was not a perfect body. He felt tired after sulking for a while, so he could only look at Hannibal expectantly.

"Success or failure depends on this... Dear Hannibal, thank you for your hard work."

"It is my blessing to serve your lord."

With his profound acting skills, the old pervert showed what it means to be...

Loyal!Sincerely!

It’s not hard, it’s really not hard.

After all, in order to successfully rob this prison, you also taught me a lot of powerful black magic, didn't you?

Even for this benefit, Hannibal decided to create a dream for Voldemort that was real enough, satisfying enough, and happy enough!

Even if the future is destined to be a broken dream, it was once beautiful~

"lets go!"

Voldemort nodded with satisfaction and gave the order to set off.

Streams of black energy condensed over the North Sea and flew towards the infamous...

Azkaban.

Just on the destined to meet each other, the cruise ship full of British nobles...

Also slowly approaching.

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