Hogwarts Fantastic Beasts in the Stomach

The silver crescent moon hangs in the sky, and under the clouds, apart from the dots of moonlight, there is also a magnificent manor, but it looks particularly solemn and lonely under the clouds.

"Good evening..." The autumn wind blew by, and the wizard in black robes stood under a huge oak tree. He wore a mask to cover his face and the windbreaker on his body fluttered gently with the wind.

"Good evening, Mr. Quirrell." Muller looked at him with a serious expression, and then said slowly: "You are late."

"There was a little accident in England." Quirrell said slowly. He didn't want to reveal too much to the guy in front of him, especially about what happened in Scotland.

"A little accident?" Mueller actually knew it well. He shook his head and said nothing more, but he still felt a little dissatisfied with this so-called ally in his heart.

"It's not important." Quirrell shook his head and said, "The things we want to discuss are much more advanced than that."

"That's the truth." Mueller said, looking at the manor in the distance. After a brief thought, he asked, "Can you represent him?"

"Of course." Quirrell's mouth curled up under his mask: "Except for me, everyone worthy of your trust is already in Azkaban."

Mueller was silent for a while and then said: "She is dying."

"Her doctor assured me that she still has a few months to live at most." Muller said and nodded slightly: "After she dies, this will be my time."

"Yes." Quirrell nodded slowly: "I will help you."

"..." Mueller curled his lips slightly: "Where are the other Death Eaters?"

"Azkaban." Quirrell looked at this man who knew everything and shook his head. He didn't expect that the ally his great master had found had a lot of tricks up his sleeve.

Some of them are even a little bold.

"Heh." Mueller smiled and then stood up and said, "I have arranged a place for you so that no one else will know your identity."

"That's enough." Quirrell nodded and looked towards the moonlit manor in the distance.

Don’t you know that Rozier is here?

…………

"Mr. Rozier..." Several servants of the manor saw Rozier walking out of the fireplace and immediately stepped forward and took off his robe and hat.

"Did you find him?" Philip, who was sitting in the living room, looked at his uncle and asked, "I heard that he killed three of us?"

"Yes." Rozier nodded. He was not in a good mood. He had never thought...how a man without a wand could kill three wizards.

"It seems like he can't be found." Philip shook his head and picked up the coffee on the table and said, "Uncle, the issues you are concerned about should also be placed within the family."

"What did Mueller do again?" Rozier asked slowly. No need to guess, he knew that those German people must be acting frequently again.

"He has been mobilizing people frequently." Philip said slowly: "He thought that his actions could not be hidden from others."

"I've seen a lot of strange faces in the manor recently."

Listening to Phillip's words, Rozier nodded slowly: "He is too impatient." You know, Aunt Vida's recovery is pretty good now, at least she can now walk on the ground again.

This is one of the reasons why Rosier still serves at Hogwarts.

As long as Aunt Vida is fine, no one will dare to do anything openly.

"Sometimes I really don't understand." Philip curled his lips and glanced at the servants who had left voluntarily and said, "What is Mueller thinking in his heart."

"He wants to gain everything, but he also wants to destroy everything."

"So we can't let him win." Rozier said and slowly sat down and picked up the coffee on the table. He took a sip and said: "If he wins, all the efforts and dormancy will be in vain. .”

"Yes." Phillip nodded and looked at the moonlight outside the window: "After all, we are obviously from the same camp."

"But just like light, there is the light of the sun, and naturally there is the light of the moon." Rozier thought of Hogwarts, he showed a smile and said: "I'm leaving."

"Leave?" Philip was stunned for a moment and then shook his head: "You want to leave this situation to me?" "

"You still have Marston and the others to rely on."

"Marston?" Philip looked surprised. He looked at Rozier and shook his head: "It seems that you haven't gotten to know them for a long time, uncle."

"If we are united internally, why should we be afraid of Mueller?" Philip said and curled his lips: "People like Marston who don't understand their own status, don't think they can make a career by flattering Mueller? ?”

"Aunt Vida will take care of them." Phillip comforted Rozier as if comforting himself.

Listening to Philip's words, Rozier didn't know why he felt a little uneasy. Marston and the others...Rozier knew it. They were hawks through and through...

In order to save Lord Grindelwald, they will not hesitate to launch a war.

But...Rozier thought of Dumbledore. He knew that if such a war was really launched, the Wiccan Party would have only one fate...and that would be annihilation.

Even more thorough than last time.

After all, not only did they not have anyone who could unite all forces this time, they didn't even have anyone with real leadership capabilities.

"Huh..." Rozier shook his head and looked at the portrait of Grindelwald hanging on the wall of the living room. It would be better if he was not from a big family.

Maybe it's enough to be just an ordinary believer who follows Lord Grindelwald?

At least I don't have to think about these things anymore...

Rozier really doesn't like politics and struggle. As his aunt said, he still has a French compromise and some illusions in his heart.

Not just for matters concerning the Wiccan Party... and not just for matters at Hogwarts.

He sighed and walked straight upstairs.

Watching Rozier leave, Phillip, who was sitting in the living room, shook his head, and then clapped his hands gently.

Following his movements, several wizards walked out of the shadows, as if they had all been there just now.

"Uncle is still too soft-hearted." Philip said: "I can see his hesitation."

"So we can't wait for him." The oldest wizard among the wizards said: "Mueller and his followers are becoming more and more arrogant..."

"We can't sit still and wait for death." Another wizard also said.

"We must strike first." Philip said. He looked out the window and nodded: "How is Aunt Vida's situation?"

"Ms. Rozier's condition is not very good." The wizard standing at the end said: "But she should be able to recover and persist for a while."

"That's enough." Phillip nodded: "Transfer the others back?"

"Maybe next year, the war will start."