Abyss Lord's HP Daily

Azrael didn't want to discuss the topic of Regulus anymore. As a serious and rigid person, the young man with facial paralysis only had cultivation and his majesty in his life. He hadn't considered the relationship issue, so he pulled it apart. changed the topic, "Your Majesty, when will your injury heal?"

Elendil finally finished eating the chocolate frog Dark Lord, exhaled contentedly, and said with a smile: "It will be almost the same in ten days and a half months!"

Then this person started to harass Lucius, such as asking him if he missed him, if he was messing with women when he left, and so on, Lucius coped with it with a "hum" .

At this moment, Dumbledore suddenly sighed, and said distressedly, "Why is it so difficult to find a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor? It's really hard to find someone every year. There are only so few people in the wizarding world..."

Narcissa asked curiously: "Didn't you post a recruitment notice on the Daily Prophet? No one has applied yet?"

The old man nodded dejectedly.

"Why don't you let Rael come?" Narcissa obviously wanted to let her cousin get a chance first—after all, Azrael is here, "Rael was also a Death Eater after all." , the strength is pretty good."

Azrael saw through her plan at a glance, "Narcissa, have you forgotten that Regulus is now an undead creature and can no longer use magic."

Narcissa looked at him sadly.

So Dumbledore could only worry about the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor alone.

By the time Snape and Harry returned from the Forbidden Forest, Lucius and Narcissa had gone back to Malfoy Manor, and Dumbledore had gone too.

Elendil felt very complicated when he saw the grown Harry. A few months ago, he was such a small puppet, not even reaching his waist height, and now he is almost [-] years old.Harry, who grew up under the education of Azrael and Snape, looks very different from that coquettish and crying little Doudin. Although he was very excited when he saw Elendil, he didn't look like he was when he was a child. Just jumping over like that - when he was young, he was still more dependent on his Uncle Elendil.

"Hi, Snape!" Elendil waved to Snape who entered the door, and suppressed him with murderous aura.

Harry glared at him: "Uncle Elendil, why did you use this trick on Mr. Snape again!"

"Isn't it a long time to say hello? I'm used to it. I believe Snape will also find this move very kind." Elendil withdrew his murderous look and smiled at Snape, "Isn't it? "

Snape let out a snort, ignored him, and said to Harry, "Do the follow-up processing of the materials you collected, I will check tomorrow", and then went back to the castle.

In the following days, Elendil lived very comfortably. Apart from meditating a few times to recuperate, he went to Malfoy Manor to tease Lucius. Azrael was restless, and took care of him after he left. He recalled some of the industries that he received as a tribute from the few servants he had collected in the Muggle world, and then used the money he earned to prepare a dessert shop for his majesty. Eat a different sweet every day for years - I have to say he is so considerate!Elendil was overjoyed.

During this period, Regulus came to visit his "master"'s master once. Since then, Elendil has looked at Azrael in the same way as Narcissa. He has already seen it, Regulus As soon as Si got along with Azrael, he was very nervous. Looking at his little eyes, he knew that he was secretly in love with his "master". However, the young man with facial paralysis had a very low EQ, so he didn't notice it at all, and Regulus himself was too. As if he didn't have the guts to say it.

When he talked about it with Narcissa, Narcissa had a look of resentment: "Oh, we have known each other for several years, but he still can only let Azrael say that he is someone he knows, even a friend No, how unpromising are you talking about? Every time Azrael has something to ask him or I pull him, he dares to come. He doesn’t dare to talk too much when he comes. In Azrael’s eyes, his sense of existence is thin Very, if this goes on like this, I don't even know if I can marry him off in my lifetime!"

Elendil is also very troublesome. Their little Lal is considered an older unmarried young man. In the abyss, he has always been worried about their little Lal's emotional intelligence. I don't know how many ignorant girls in the abyss have a crush on him. Well, back then there was a very tough girl who pestered him every day on the grounds of asking for advice and learning from him. The young man with facial paralysis thought that she really wanted to learn from him, so he readily agreed and beat the girl up, and it was the girl who came to find him He said that he beat him once every time he played, which shattered a pure girl's heart. From then on, the girl who had a crush on him didn't even dare to show affection to him.

The two "parents" pondered for a long time, but they couldn't come up with any good solution, and they were hit by Lucius, "What are you two doing all the time? They're not in a hurry, so why do you have to worry about it?"

While the two of them were struggling, the summer vacation was almost over, and Hogwarts was about to start.

Dumbledore finally found the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts. Although he stuttered, according to him, his strength is still good. When he was studying at Hogwarts, his grades were also good, and he went abroad to study after graduation. Well, he is still a returnee.

They have never seen this professor named Elandil, Qiluo, and he doesn't do their business whether he is capable or not, so they didn't take this matter to heart.

To be honest, Elendil is very boring now, Hagrid is back, he doesn't need to be a gamekeeper, Azrael can still help him take care of the property to pass the time, but he himself only He could eat sweets every day and tease Lucius, and Lucius might not have time for him to tease him—as the head of a pure-blood family, and a man with countless fortunes, Lucius was extremely busy every day.

So he went to Dumbledore.

"Give me some fun, I'm so bored that I'm going to die of mold." The lord sighed in the principal's office.

Dumbledore blinked and asked him, "What do you want to do?"

The foodie lord ate the candy he found in his drawer, and said, "Why don't I become a professor for you? You see, your school doesn't have a physical education class. Children need more exercise to grow taller!"

"Isn't flying class a physical education class?" Dumbledore looked helpless.

Elendil curled his lips disdainfully, "Just flying around on a broken broom can be regarded as exercise? What is exercise? Exercise the buttocks muscles?"

The portraits of the successive headmasters behind Dumbledore laughed.

"But opening additional courses is not something that can be done with just a few words," Dumbledore was very tangled, "you open it as soon as you say it? It's very troublesome to arrange time. The courses of the seven grades and the four colleges are all scheduled. Alright, school will start in two days, how do we arrange this course? Can we squeeze out the students' spare time?"

"Then make it an elective course, whoever falls in love with it will take it," Elendil said capriciously, "If you don't teach me this course, I'll go to Germany and eat that blond boy who had sex with you back then .”

Dumbledore snapped the blank photo frame on the table upside down and asked him nervously, "How do you know?"

The lord chuckled, "I saw it in your memory! By the way, I can't tell, you were decent and pretty when you were young, and you have a good figure~"

Dumbledore's old face was flushed, and he almost couldn't hold back his breath. It took a long time before he pointed a trembling finger at him and shouted: "Elandil Tichondrius! You bastard!"

"So do you agree or not?" Elendil looked at the photo frame turned upside down on the table with malicious intent, and continued to threaten him, "If you don't agree, I will really eat him~ You said I would put him How about squeezing it into your favorite lemon sorbet?"

Dumbledore's face turned dark, "You're enough... Can't I promise?" This headmaster can't do it!I really want to retire...

The portraits of the principals looked sideways, and one principal asked with twitching corners of his mouth, "Dumbledore, is it really okay for you to use power for personal gain like this..."

Dumbledore looked at them bitterly: "I don't want to either!"

Elendil, who had achieved his goal, went back to his tree house happily, and it was said that he was going to prepare lessons...

In the evening, Harry came back after going to Malfoy Manor. He was very surprised when he heard the news, "Uncle Elendil, isn't it too wasteful for you to teach physical education?"

"Hey, don't waste, don't waste, I can teach some martial arts or something, although you can't practice fighting spirit," Elendil touched his chin and said seriously, "Harry, you have to cooperate with me! Crush them!"

Harry, whose current force value was already quite heaven-defying compared to the Hogwarts children, sighed helplessly, and began to sympathize with his future classmates.

Two days later, Hogwarts started.