Abyss Lord's HP Daily

Before Dumbledore could speak, Elendil's mental power had already turned around in his memory. Although he couldn't understand it in depth, he already knew his origin.

"Ah, so it's the teacher of the magic school?" Elendil smiled. "I thought it was the police of the wizarding world. When will this kind of thing be the turn of the school teacher who can't fight?"

Dumbledore was shocked even though he had seen many more worlds, and his whole face was stiff - if he remembered correctly, he had never told Elendil that he was the headmaster of Hogwarts, and Elendil asked him where the wizards gathered at the beginning, and he was obviously not someone who knew too much about the wizarding world.So that is to say, without him knowing, Elendil has known their details in a short period of time?How did he know?

"How did Mr. Tichondrius know my identity?" Dumbledore was even ready to pull out his wand, even though he knew that his force was not worth mentioning in front of Elendil.

Elendil raised his hand to signal him to relax, "Don't be nervous, I won't shoot you, after all, you are so old and so weak."

Dumbledore's mouth twitched.Snape glanced at him, his gloomy expression was inconclusive, but Elendil still caught a hint of schadenfreude in his eyes.

"As for how I know your identity, it doesn't matter if I tell you," Elendil laughed unscrupulously, "I just need to read your memory once."

Dumbledore's face immediately became uglier than ever.

"What? Are you angry?" Elendil took a sip of tea casually and said, "I tell you a truth, a strong person is entitled to do whatever he wants, and a weak person has no right to object. Of course, I allow you to be angry, but there's nothing you can do, can you?"

The lord who grew up in the Devil's Abyss, where the strong are respected, acts without any scruples. He can do whatever he wants, so how could he tolerate weak people dictating his actions?Originally, he was not attached to Harry Douding. Anyway, his plan to use Xiao Douding to find desserts has been ruined. It doesn’t matter if he is put back, but who told Dumbledore to let him hand over Harry? ?

"You want me to hand over Harry, but I won't hand it over, what can you do to me?" Elendil chuckled, "I just want to keep him, if you have the ability, you can take him back. "

Dumbledore suddenly laughed, "Since this is the case, can I understand that Mr. Tichondrius has no malice towards little Harry?"

"Malicious? Why do I need to be malicious to such a small bean?" Elendil said disdainfully, "Eating him is not enough for my teeth."

"Then little Harry will entrust Mr. Tichondrius," Dumbledore said with a smile, "Mr. Tichondrius must be able to protect little Harry with his powerful strength, so I have nothing to worry about. "He also thought about it, he couldn't resist the strong man of unknown race and identity in front of him, and it was wishful thinking to bring Harry back, so it would be better to bring him over to be a helper, with such a strong man as the backstage, In the future, Harry's path to being the savior should go smoothly.He couldn't beat Elendil by himself, so even if Voldemort came, it would be tough enough.

Huh?How is this reaction?

Elendil froze for a moment, then realized that he had been tricked by the old man.However, it is impossible for the face-saving lord to immediately retract what he said just now, and was immediately choked up speechless.It was such a troublesome thing to raise a child... He regretted it.

At this time, a tender voice came from the door of the living room, "Mr. Elandil, do you have any guests?"

Then a little Douding rubbed his eyes and walked out of the living room with a sleepy face, muttering as he walked, "I'm sorry, I fell asleep suddenly just now, and I didn't learn well." '..."

Elendil had an idea when he saw him, and beckoned him to come over with a smile, "Harry, these two gentlemen are here to take you home, although I really want to keep you, but if you want to go back, I will I will not object, do you want to go with them?"

Little Bean Ding shook his head like a rattle and flew towards him, "No, no, Aunt Petunia, Uncle Vernon and Dudley don't like me, if I go back, I will be scolded again, Mr. Elendil is right I’m so good, you gave me new clothes to wear, and let me have enough to eat, I want to stay here and learn my skills, and help Mr. Elendil when I grow up!”

Snape's face was as black as ink at once - from what Xiaodou Ding said, it seemed that he couldn't eat and dress well at the Dursleys' house?Still being scolded?

His cold swishing eyes immediately shot at Dumbledore.

Elendil sighed in disappointment in his heart. It seems that this Doudin really can only be kept... But after thinking about it, he became happy again. In Dumbledore's memory, Harry Doudin was not a wizard If he is the savior of the world, then he will turn this kid into a standard little devil and turn that damned Merlin's territory into a puddle of muddy water!Ha ha ha ha!

Thinking of this, Elendil's mood improved, and he rubbed Xiaodouding's head with a smile, "Very well, I will 'teach' you well!"

Dumbledore smiled gratifiedly, took out a handful of candies from his pocket, and approached Little Douding, "Little Harry, hello, I'm your parents' former teacher, you can call me Albus. "

The Lord and Douding's eyes lit up.

Elendil is because of the pile of candies, but Harry is because of hearing about his parents.

"Do you really know my parents? Then, what kind of people are they?" Harry grabbed the sleeve of the smiling old man in surprise, and asked anxiously, "Mom and Dad are definitely not like what Aunt Petunia said In that way, it's a hooligan, isn't it?"

Snape's face darkened even more.

Dumbledore was a little surprised, put the candy in his hand on the coffee table, hugged Xiaodouding, and asked solemnly: "Harry, did your aunt say that your parents are hooligans?"

Harry nodded sadly, "Well... Aunt Petunia also said that Mom and Dad were killed by a car because they were not good people... What she said must not be true, right?"

"Oh... Poor James and Lily..." The old principal wiped the corners of his eyes sadly, and nodded solemnly to Harry, "Yes, what she said is not true, your parents are very good people, They died to protect you."

With a "wow", Xiao Douding got into the old man's arms and burst into tears, his voice full of grievances.

"Wait!" Snape's eyes were sharp, and he suddenly noticed the abnormality. He forcefully snatched Little Douding from Dumbledore's arms, stared at his forehead with a look of shock, "Where's your scar?" The iconic lightning scar is not there!

Harry was taken aback, and stared blankly at the fierce black-faced uncle, forgetting to cry, and finally said in a low voice, "Mr. Elendil took the ghost possessed by Harry If you eat it, the scar will disappear..."

Dumbledore and Snape turned their eyes to Elendil at the same time, and saw the lord squinting his eyes with a bloody lollipop in his mouth, satisfied like a catnip The cat... And more than half of the big pile of candy that Dumbledore put on the table just now has disappeared. I don't know how he ate it so fast.

"Huh? Why are you looking at me like this?" Elendil didn't pay attention to what they said just now, and asked vaguely with a lollipop in his mouth.

Dumbledore adjusted his expression, and asked cautiously, "Mr. Tichondrius, what is the scar on Harry's head...?"

"Oh, that, there is a soul fragment attached to his scar, so I took it out and ate it," Elendil crunched the lollipop a few times, chewed and swallowed it, and then Peeled off the wrapping paper of a chocolate frog, bit off the head of the chocolate frog, and replied casually, "The owner of the soul fragment seems to be called Voldemort or Voldemart, do you know him? He is delicious, I really want to eat it again." Once..."

The two natives of the wizarding world were shocked and embarrassing. These few words of the lord are too informative!

It took the two of them a minute or two to digest his words, and Dumbledore glanced at Elendil one after another before asking hesitantly, "Excuse me, Mr. Tichondrius, what kind of magical creature are you? "

"Magic creature?" Elendil frowned, "What is that? A monster?"

"The so-called magical creatures refer to non-human creatures with magical powers. In the wizarding world, they generally refer to unicorns, werewolves, elves, goblins and the like." Dumbledore explained.

"Can unicorns and elves be classified into the same category? Your world is really..." Elendil ate another chocolate frog, "In this way, I am not, I am a demon, specifically, my race It's a big devil."

"Our world?" Dumbledore grasped the key words sensitively, "From what you said, you don't seem to be from our world?"

"Hey, of course not," Elendil sneered, "First of all, I am not human, and secondly, there is no race of demons in your world. I come from another plane." Although this plane has a powerful main god , but I have to say that the magic power here is too weak, and it is not comparable to that of Shenen Continent. How can there be such a powerful race as demons?

He didn't care about revealing his identity at all. With the pride of His Majesty Elendil, he would not hide his origin.

Dumbledore and Snape looked shocked, but there was a feeling of "really so", and they fell silent for a while.

What broke the silence was the doubtful voice of Harry's little bean, "Mr. Elendil, didn't you tell Harry that you are a wizard?"

Elendil glanced at him lazily and said casually, "I lied to you."

Xiaodouding sniffed, buried his head in the black-faced uncle's chest aggrievedly, and said in a muffled voice, "Mr. Elandil is too bad!"

Snape, who was tucked into his arms by a small soft body with a milky fragrance, froze all over.