Hogwarts: Don’t panic, Old Deng, I won’t be the Dark Lord

"Go pack your bags and I'll book a flight."

"Ah? Aren't we wizards?" Hermione asked doubtfully.

"Aren't you going to take the Camaro and the others with you? You finally have a vacation, and then leave them alone at home to guard the empty room?"

Hermione's mouth twitched and she said, "I sometimes feel that I am delaying their world at home."

"Emm..." Ethan was silent for a while.

"I'll ask them." Hermione said as she walked out of the room and walked towards the next door.

Less than a minute later, Hermione returned.

"They have already booked a flight to Gaul and plan to leave me here and let you take care of me for a few days." Hermione said sulkily while sitting on the sofa.

"Uh uh uh...then...disapparate?" Ethan said awkwardly.

"What does it feel like to apparate? I heard that those teleportation spells are not very comfortable, and the fireplace is the gentlest one." Hermione asked quietly.

"It's not bad, it's much more comfortable than the car driven by that short-haired driver." Sisley said.

"That's good!" Hermione's whole body started to sparkle again.

"What should I do if I don't understand the language?" Sisley asked again.

"It's okay. As long as you learn a little bit of Hansi and then speak half-baked Hansi to the Hanse people, they will talk to you in fluent dialect." Ethan waved his hand and said.

"What's the principle?" Sisley asked confused.

"A simple psychological application," Ethan said with a shrug.

"...Okay." Sisley curled his lips and said.

The plan to go to Hans Country was made in the morning. The three of them arrived at noon. In the evening, they went to a famous beer hall to listen to a talk show by a man with a mustache.

Although I couldn't understand what the mustache was talking about, the faces of the people around me were glowing with excitement, and they were clapping their hands non-stop.

It seems that this mustache is talking about something very good.

After eating, the three of them walked quietly on the side of the road.

"Do you know where the Krum family is?" Sisley asked.

"I only know that in a geological park around Treston, the decline must be serious enough that even my own territory can't be hidden," Ethan said.

"Emmm, speaking of which...where is Thorne Wizard Tower? I haven't been there yet." Sisley asked again.

"I thought you wouldn't like it there, so I never dared to take you back. After all, maybe for you, the surname Thorn is not so glorious. Many people may have made a fuss about our surname before." San said with a sigh.

"Actually, no." Sisley shrugged.

"That's good. I still received a lot of looks on my face when I was in school. After all, that old guy made many people of our generation lose their parents in a fit of anger." Ethan said with a sigh of relief.

"He can't control it. That kind of voice that seems to be deep in the blood keeps echoing in your mind. Have you ever experienced it?" Sisley asked.

"Of course, so you've also encountered it?"

"It was that Lockhart, who was in a dueling club at the time, and he was bragging on stage that you accidentally lost to him."

"Ha... Then his death was indeed not unjust." Ethan curled his lips and said.

"Uh... how did the... feeling of anger in the Thorne family appear? Or what is it based on?" Hermione asked aloud at this time.

"How should I put it? It has something to do with interpersonal relationships and one's own personality. For example, if you make some exaggerated jokes with Sisley, it doesn't matter. They are just for fun. Others will easily cause problems if they joke with Sisley."

"Then there's the personality. For example, my personality is more easy-going, so I kill fewer people." As he spoke, Ethan looked up at the sky, as if he was moved.

"Really?" Sisley asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Of course." Ethan nodded.

"alright."

"Oh, by the way, when this trip to Hans Country is over, I will take you to Thorne Wizard Tower. There are many good things in the tower that no one uses. You can just take a look and see if there is anything you can use. "Yes." Ethan continued.

"No need for this, really no need!" Hermione quickly shook her head and said.

"It's okay. The ancestors of Thorne robbed it from outside... Ahem, the wealth of knowledge gained from adventure treasure hunting is really too much to lose. You can just take it as you like." Ethan said grandly.

Sisley secretly squeezed Hermione's little hand.

"Uh... Okay." Hermione nodded while her face turned red.

Back at the hotel, the three of us had rooms next to each other.

Sisley lay on the bed and began to drift off until Ethan shook him awake.

"What is going on?" Sisley asked confusedly.

"Of course it's time to take action. Of course, it has to be fun without any burden. Let's try to find the Krum family today, kill that little brat tomorrow, and then have fun!" Ethan said with great energy.

"What about Hermione?" Sisley asked, yawning.

"I kept my grimoire. As long as he feels that someone is hostile to Hermione, he will kill him. If that doesn't work, he can take Hermione back to the country."

"Okay, okay... Do you have a refreshing potion? Give me a couple of sips."

A bottle of potion was handed over.

"Thank you." Sisley raised his head and drank it all.

Over the valley...

"The Krum family still has simple invisible magic and secret magic, so we can only test it slowly and don't use attack magic, otherwise it will easily trigger the defensive magic." Ethan warned.

"OK." Sisley turned into a burst of white mist and rushed down the valley quickly, and began to fly in the valley, feeling the traces of magic in it.

"This family is really in trouble." Ethan looked at Sisley who was gradually walking away and quickly took out a stick of Semoko, lit it in his mouth, sucked it clean quickly, stubbed it out and threw it down, and also turned into a A dark stream of light flew down.

This valley... I don't know if the name of the valley is accurate. After all, the terrain here is mostly stone forest and there is no large flat ground.

Of course, it could be hidden by magic, but it would be outrageous to have no trace of magic at all, unless the wizard who used space magic on the Krum family was Merlin or someone of the level of the Four.

"Eh...fucking family."

After a long time, Sisley landed on the ground, gathered his body, found a relatively clean stone and sat down, picked up a stone and threw it into the distance.

hum! ! !

There was a sudden and strange chirping sound, and the stone flew back along the same path.

"My damn good luck." Sisley looked down at the stones that fell to his feet and smiled.