The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

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Hermione and Harry followed Mr. Klein up the stairs and locked all the doors of the exhibition areas on each floor. Harry lay on the fence and watched the dinosaurs in the hall shaking their tails and heads.

"Do you know? It took me two months to get used to it..." Klein pulled the deadbolt forcefully, and quickly found the correct lock among a bunch of keys.

"Quick! Move fast!!" Hermione opened her mouth, a little stunned. Prime Minister Churchill twisted his fat waist and tapped the ground with his crutches, "It's too slow, Klein! If the soldiers in World War II were like you In this way, Britain will die long ago.”

"Don't worry, just be yourself~" The knight beside him sat on the stone and greeted Hermione

"Hmph, so that's why you can't be a good king." Churchill smashed his cigarette holder and walked with a swaying body, "I don't know what they think, put me with you..."

The living museum attracts Cyrus

"Father...this is indeed a surprise!"

Cyrus looked curiously at the portraits and sculptures that came to life around him, and the sound of guns and cannons could still be heard in the adjacent war history area, as well as the screams of William the soldier.

Klein finally came to the third floor, panting heavily, and seemed to be running all the way, but looking at his son who was in good spirits, he was a little proud

"How is it? This museum is different." The boy's father closed all the iron doors, patted his pocket on his waist,

"What surprised me even more is that you persisted." Cyrus focused his attention on his father, "I thought this kind of work would scare you away."

"Ha...you know...I can't keep...running away..." the burly man faltered, tiptoed, and suddenly turned his gaze to Churchill downstairs, "Hey! Don't Messed up my desk...son...you guys go play...lol"

"I have too many things to do. If you stay on the first floor, don't provoke the dinosaurs. Besides, King Arthur will protect you."

Hermione returned to his side, and the two watched the scene of fighting inside through the iron door in the corridor of the exhibition area, while Harry took a piece of paper and put it under his buttocks, listening to King Arthur telling stories

"That golden plaque turned out to be the product of Pharaoh's alchemy!"

It is rare for Cyrus to become excited, the ability to add intelligence to dead objects is rare

"Hmm... seems to be somewhat similar to the portraits in the wizarding world?" Hermione's arm naturally and quietly turned into the boy's arms, and then the lady stroked her hair,

"It should be that the wizarding world is a half-finished product compared to it...Be careful..." Cyrus hooked her arm and turned an arc, letting himself be on the inside

Looking at the model whose power of action and thought were no different from that of a living person, they somewhat lamented the imagination of the ancient alchemist masters.

"Where's Stitch?"

"The trail has been washed away, but it can't get out..."

The two came to the lobby on the first floor, and the skeleton dinosaur was chasing a remote-controlled car with a bone from itself tied to it

"What are you looking at?!" Merlin on the portrait on the first floor looked like a bad old man, "Haven't you seen Merlin? Huh... Huh? Are you wizards too?"

Merlin watched Cyrus and Hermione take out their wands, squinted their eyes for a while, and looked at the two people in front of them with big and small eyes,

But before the girl could ask anything, a wooden stick stretched out from behind and struck the portrait, which made Merlin a little annoyed, and angrily scolded the other party as a barbarian

"Wizards? Nazi lackeys? I don't remember any of these races in the British colonies..." It was Churchill who said this, "Well, boys, don't waste your good time on this crazy old man"

Churchill was wandering in the lobby boredly. When he saw the three new guests, he was quite polite, but he was a little dissatisfied with the descendants of the British.

"I'd rather you listen to King Arthur's story about the birth of England than this old lunatic"

He sucked the cigarette holder dryly, embraced the two of them, and poked the portrait mercilessly with his crutch with his right hand.

"British people are so savage after that... Hey! Go away..."

"You are not British. You are of no use when the whole world is fighting against fascism." Churchill couldn't spit out, and could only raise two fingers to express his taunt

"I'm not British?" Merlin thumped the photo frame inside the portrait, trying to jump out and punch the fat man. "Without us, you don't even know what Britain is."

Merlin was a little annoyed, and at the same time complained that his descendants of wizards were getting worse and worse.

"Then what did you do? You enjoyed the British land and the rights of British citizens, but you failed to fulfill your obligations." Churchill frowned impatiently, "Okay, children, let's go..."

"You may be wizards, but don't be like that old lunatic." He swung his cane, twitched the bottle on the ground, and hit Merlin in the face, pulling past Cyrus and Hermione towards the round table in the hall.

"Hey... hey, take me there, I'm going to kill him... Arthur... Arthur! Don't go away"

Holding Harry's hand, he introduced each portrait and portrait to the boy. When he walked past the portrait of his old friend, he was a little embarrassed and looked down at Harry.

"Although you and I are friends, from the standpoint of England, I still think Churchill is not wrong."

"Can you blame me? Hey... wizard boy, you don't want to be like them... Do you understand? Huh... go over there and chat, you will learn a lot tonight"

The round table in the middle of the hall is a table imitating a round table meeting, and Cyrus, Hermione, Harry, Arthur and Churchill are sitting casually nearby

Hermione was more curious, Harry was excited to chat with Arthur, Churchill looked at the calm Cyrus, nodded in praise,

"Are you wizard assistants that Klein found?" Churchill held a pipe in his mouth, "He was so scared when he first arrived... You are what Klein said..."

"Yes, he is my father, and they are my friends." Cyrus looked curiously at the man in front of him, one of the Big Three in Yalta

At this time, several people came down from the downstairs. Churchill immediately stood up and showed respect to the people who came down from the display cabinet in the corridor on the third floor.

"Hello~ I'm George Washington." The middle-aged man in a black tuxedo with a rolled up bow tie on his chest and sideburns looks very calm

"3дpa...Sorry, I'm used to speaking Russian, Joseph Vissarionovich Stalin, just call me comrade"

A man in military uniform, with a mustache on his lips, made him a little kind, his cold and tough aura was restrained, and he looked at the three children in front of him benevolently.

"Franklin Delano Roosevelt" the man in the suit introduced with a simple smile

After they were seated, Churchill sat down again, and the Big Three of the World War II Allies gathered together again.

"Hey~ why didn't I see you before?" Arthur was a little curious

"Idiots, show them some respect!" Churchill thumped the floor heavily, "You are new here just like that stupid Merlin last week, of course you haven't seen it before."

"There's no need for this, we've already passed away." The three of them waved their hands, "Since we're here, let's have a good chat. It's been a long time since we've been so lively."

Hermione's eyes were shining, and she regretted why she didn't bring a pen and paper. This is the signature of a world famous person!

"Unexpectedly, there is really Merlin?" Harry turned his head to look at the portrait behind him, saw the old man waving at him,

"What do you really mean? Doesn't your school teach history?" Arthur put the Sword in the Stone against the round table, frowning. "It's normal if ordinary people don't know the history, but you little wizards don't know either?"

Hermione's expression was a little awkward, the boy next to her held her twisted hands under the table, looked up and looked around, some things would be better for him to say

"Actually, the history of wizards has jumped out of the records of human civilization, let alone Merlin, they call ordinary people Muggles..."

Speaking of this, Stalin slammed the table down heavily, while Churchill beside him looked enviously at the never-extinguishing cigarette on his mouth

"This is division! I didn't expect the current wizarding world to be so unsightly!!"

"Have you heard of it?" Harry, who was listening carefully, discovered the words

"During World War II, the Soviet Union still had a lot of them. I heard that they didn't care about...what secrecy laws to help us"

"I said earlier that wizards are unreliable." Churchill would not let go of this opportunity to mock Merlin and Arthur, "What is the British wizarding world like now! A group of parasites sucking human government resources"

"Son...Son! Don't look at that old lunatic. The people sitting in front of you are all people who have made outstanding contributions to mankind. You still have a lot to learn"

Roosevelt on the side didn't speak, and sat there listening carefully to the chats of old friends

Churchill was not particularly optimistic about Arthur, let alone Merlin. If he had any regrets, it was his biggest regret that he didn't arrest the group of wizards hiding underground.

"However, I have heard of some witch hunts, usually held by Christianity." Washington thought for a while

"It can't blame me and Merlin~" Arthur was also a little distressed when he heard this. As the king of a generation, he naturally favored ordinary people in his heart, "You have to know that the targets of witch hunts are not only wizards, but also pioneers who you call science."

"Ha! I heard it all!!" Merlin yelled, "Some pioneers were inspired by us wizards..."

"Shut up!!" Churchill yelled back, "No one here wants to listen to you weird old man!"

After Merlin moved here, Churchill and Merlin didn't like each other, Cyrus quickly winked, and King Arthur quickly smoothed things over

"One type of people, we are all one type of people..."

Among them, the eldest brother with the most aura said kindly: "You have to study hard, the future world depends on you, we are the dead after all"

"By the way, nothing came out today." Washington looked strangely, "Klein is still adapting well."

Harry looked at Cyrus enviously. His friend's father knew famous people in books, and Vernon was not worthy of carrying shoes.

Churchill and Stalin glanced at the wands of Cyrus and Hermione strangely, and the two looked at each other. After some simple eye contact, Churchill pulled the three of them together

"Let's go, since you are wizards, and looking at Klein's face, I will show you a secret." He paused, "A secret that belongs exclusively to the museum."