The Sons of Grindelwald at Hogwarts

He pushed the book over.

Thakal hesitated, but finally took the book.

"He really likes to read this kind of book? He's only 11 years old." Thakal looked at the book, his face turned red, and he hesitated for a while before speaking.

"You can always trust my understanding of him." Orlynworth laughed.

British children are more precocious.

"I'll give you this book, I won't bother you, bye." Orlingworth looked at Takal's expression, still a little speechless.

It turns out that Odessex's liking for reading these strange books is not a special hobby, but a thing called inheritance.

Oliverworth sighed.

"I can erase your Dark Mark for you." He looked at the Dark Mark on Takal's arm and pointed.

Just now Takal had been looking at the Dark Mark with an extremely disgusted expression, as if he was looking at a lump of Ollie emitting a stench.

And Thakal, who was concentrating on reading, was obviously shocked by this sentence, raised his head in astonishment, and met Orlynworth's pair of different pupils.

"You can erase the Dark Mark on your arm?! But...but it was made by the Dark Lord! You..." Takal looked at Orlynworth in surprise, the disbelief in his eyes couldn't be concealed at all.

Orlynworth smiled slightly.

"Dark Lord?! He dares to call himself the Dark Lord?! How could such a title as the Dark Lord be reserved for that bald, noseless, village-level terrorist?!" Olynworth laughed, looking at his arm with disdain With the Dark Mark on it, he snorted coldly.

"I don't know how bad his aesthetics are, so he chose this logo. It's really ugly. A guy like this dares to call himself the Dark Lord?! It's a joke! An insult to the title of Dark Lord, You are simply a scum." Orlingworth looked at the Dark Mark on his arm and shook his head speechlessly.

Seeing Orlynworth's disdainful expression, Thakal sighed, only because he was born too late and didn't know the horror of the Dark Lord.

He didn't think this kid who looked eleven or twelve years old could solve this problem, no matter how good he was in alchemy and potions.

He thought that he was at best the strength of two elite Aurors, and he couldn't solve the problem of the Dark Mark left by the Dark Lord on his arm at all.

Seeing his disbelief, Orlynworth smiled slightly, and pulled his wand out of his sleeve.

"Trust me, I can quickly make the Dark Mark disappear on your arm." He looked at Thakal confidently.

He still has that ability, after all, the system gave him the magic that made him destined to become the Dark Lord, that is, the magic similar to Voldemort's Dark Mark. (See Chapter 98 for details.)

He is now very familiar with such marks, and can easily make the Dark Mark disappear.

And the mark that the system rewarded him is much more powerful than Voldemort's Dark Mark, and has many more functions that the Dark Mark does not have.

Pressing the Dark Mark allows Voldemort to know the exact location of all people with the Dark Mark, and they can also use the Dark Mark to communicate remotely with the person with the Dark Mark or Voldemort.

But the mark of Olynworth is powerful, and has many more functions than the Dark Mark.