HP the red-haired savior

Hogwarts is all about the same thing.

In the third grade Defense Against the Dark Arts class, the savior Charlie Potter broke Professor Moody's wand.

What's going on here?

This was the situation at the time.

Professor Moody proposed to let Charlie Potter practice resisting Cruciatus, and the little savior agreed with a smile.Then, when Professor Moody really took out his wand and threw a "cruciatus" at him-it is said that Harry Potter, Harry Potter's brother, stroked his hair complicatedly.

Cruciatus did hit Charlie Potter, but his reaction was something no one expected.

He didn't cry out in pain, and he didn't writhe or struggle because of the spell.He was so calm that he didn't look like he was suffering from Cruciatus, and he even showed a smile.

That smile is hard to describe.

It seems to be the brightest light, and it seems to be the deepest darkness.

Just when everyone was stunned by his special reaction, a piece of paper—a little Muggle-born wizard could recognize it as a playing card—flew out of his hand and flew straight Flying towards Moody, he cut the wand in Moody's hand into two pieces.

For a while, the classroom was silent.

"Dear Professor Moody~" Hisoka raised an index finger to his mouth, and slowly pulled a big, involuntarily weird smile, "I'm so sorry~ But I don't like it The professor’s way of taking care of me all the time~”

He took out his wand, twirled a wand deftly, and then pointed the tip of the wand at Moody. He kept silent, but suddenly a bright red light appeared from the tip of the wand and shot at Moody.

"Ahhhhhhhhh-"

After that, Moody's screams sounded.

"Aiya~" Hisoka's voice was very clear in such a quiet environment where you can hear the sound of a fine needle falling on the ground, "It turns out that the professor hasn't been able to resist Cruciatus well~?"

The sweet smile, the rippling tone of voice, and the soft voice all made people feel creepy at this time.

"Charlie!" Harry couldn't resist standing up and shouting, "Stop!"

Hearing Harry's words, Hisoka turned around.

"Dear biyanguo~ I look forward to your better growth~grow~up~come~yo~" He stuck out his scarlet tongue, licked his lips, and let out a burst of perverted laughter, "Uh huh huh huh huh huh ho..."

Amidst such laughter, Hisoka's school uniform robe shattered into pieces, revealing the weird clown costume inside that was seen by everyone - he obviously saw him wear it on Halloween last year, but that feeling is completely different from now no the same.It was as if the beast had finally opened its eyes and revealed its sharp claws.

His sight seemed to be completely covered by the flying cards, and when the flying cards landed one by one, Hisoka was no longer in the classroom.

"Dumbledore!" Snape almost growled and appeared in the headmaster's office, "What did you say, what did you say!"

"If you're talking about Charley—" Dumbledore's voice was rarely weary, the white-haired old man took off his glasses and wiped them, "I'm sorry, but I feel—"

"You think he is the executor of the Azkaban incident." Snape continued coldly, "Even, the mastermind."

"Yes," Dumbledore sighed, "I don't want to think so, but the strength he showed makes me have to associate him with the Azkaban incident."

"What do you want, Dumbledore?" Snape spoke much faster than usual, "You promised me that you would protect Lily's child—"

"Severus." Dumbledore interrupted him, his voice gentle, but revealing an unquestionable majesty, "I will protect him, as long as he doesn't stand on the other side."

Snape's pale lips trembled up and down, and as a master of potions, his hands trembled for the first time.

Charlie Potter.

That brat's position was something he didn't want to face.

"He's not trying to hide it at all, is he?" Dumbledore sighed with some disappointment. "Of course I'm not saying he must be—but..."

What Dumbledore did not say was understood by both parties in the conversation.

"I'll go talk to him." After a long time, Snape said.

Dumbledore gave him a deep look, but said nothing.

Malfoy Manor.

Lucius Malfoy didn't have to go to work at the Ministry of Magic today. Although he still had to work for the Dark Lord, the Malfoy family took the initiative to take the initiative and was extremely efficient, allowing him to have a leisurely afternoon tea time.

He was sitting in the garden, with an English-style afternoon tea dessert tower in front of him, and his well-groomed long hair was draped over his shoulders softly and obediently, looking very leisurely.

At this moment, a golden eagle flew over, and Lucius frowned slightly. He recognized the golden eagle, which was brought to Hogwarts by Draco, but, generally speaking, German Laco only mails him letters at night or on weekends, why this time...

The golden eagle stopped firmly in front of him, and stretched out its claws towards him. Lucius took the envelope from the golden eagle's lap—it could feel that Draco sent it in a hurry, and he didn't even seal it with wax. It's just a "paste spell" and it's done.

This is very unusual.

Lucius opened the envelope and took out the letter.

"Dear Father:

Something happened in the last Defense Against the Dark Arts class..."

Draco briefly recounted what happened in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class in his mind, and then wrote, "Hisso is gone, is this... a request?"

Lucius felt haggard after reading the letter.

Was this what the Dark Lord requested?

of course not!

How could the Dark Lord ask Little Potter to be exposed at this time?No matter what, they have to wait until the return of the Dark Lord and the return of the king of the magic world, and then say to the outside world that one of the Gemini saviors of the magic world is from their side. How could it be so early!

What is revealing your identity now?Put Dumbledore on alert earlier?Make the wizarding world more resistant to the Dark Lord?

Lucius sighed, exhausted.

However, at this moment, a familiar voice rang in his ears.

"Dear Lucius~"

Lucius took a deep breath and sorted out all the expressions on his face.By the time he turned around, he had regained the calmness and composure of Patriarch Malfoy.

"Sisso, why are you here?"

Hisoka twisted his waist and walked towards him, step by step as if stepping on a straight line, the stars and tears in his eyes were very dazzling.

"Oh my dear Lucius~" the boy said, "Didn't Baby Dragon tell you~? I'm in Defense Against the Dark Arts class..."

"He said." Lucius interrupted Hisoka, "Why did you do that?"

"Dear Lucius~ That Professor Moody has pissed me off~" Hisoka replied with a smile, "Well, anyway, I just came to tell you that I will go back to Kensington Palace Garden Street soon... If If you need me, remember to send me a letter~"

"I mean—" Lucius wanted to continue to ask a few more questions, such as "Why did you leave Hogwarts, and will you go back in the future", but before he could finish, the boy in the clown suit Disappeared.

Lucius: ...

Look at this bear!

In such a comparison, Xiaolong is so obedient!