[HP+Gintama] Azkaban's house price is high

Dumbledore sat down thinking about Yin Shi's thoughts.

He always felt that Yinshi and Voldemort had an inseparable and close relationship. Although he knew that he came from another world, and maybe he had never heard of Voldemort's name before that, but doubts were like the winter cold, no matter how hard it was to stop him, there was still a thread penetrating into the bone.

What's more, he had to pay attention to the weird eyes of those two members of the Ministry of Magic.

It was as if the villain who had been accidentally intruded into the secret camp was sizing up the intruder with his eyes.

However, the moment Yinshi opened his mouth, he realized that he was wrong.

"Then!" The silver-haired curly smiled treacherously and wretchedly, and pulled out a [-]-cap high-definition uncensored... beach girl photo album from the bottom of the sofa...

Beach Girls Photobook...

Photo Album……

set……

- No way! ! ? ?

When Dumbledore stared at Yin holding his shoulders, he looked at the two members of the Ministry of Magic who were rubbing their hands and smiling, and finally felt a sense of disobedience.

This is not a villain's secret camp at all—if you really want to say it, it's just a club with common interests and appreciation in certain aspects!

Could it be that the young man just ran out because he couldn't face the bad nature of grown men?

Dumbledore couldn't help thinking that.

"How is it? This style is not bad, right?" Yin Shi patted his shoulder vigorously while expressing emotion, "For men, the demand for beauty photo albums is like "Jump", even when the new issue is published and forget to buy How many times have I said, "Just take this opportunity to graduate from the world of "Jump", but in the end I couldn't help but think, "It's not too late to graduate after watching this issue", and then ran away purchase."

Dumbledore smiled kindly, and answered the words very naturally: "Indeed, everyone has the instinct to pursue beautiful things, just like everyone has the instinct to pursue power and power." One more sentence, "Speaking of which, Mr. Sakata has been here for a while, and he must have been bored at Hogwarts all the time, right? Shall I ask Hagrid to accompany you around Hogwarts? "

"What is there to do near the school?" Gintoki casually picked his nostrils while flipping through the pages, "It's fine if there are no pinball shops and izakayas, but there are still a bunch of magical creatures with dangerous looks. The one from last time The guy named Hagrid showed me a basketful of what he said were his 'precious pets' - disgusting looking things, like guts crawling out of a car accident scene."

The Forbidden Forest administrator actually has such a pet?

The members of the Ministry of Magic who had been smiling and making eye contact with the photo album couldn't sit still, and looked straight at Dumbledore with suspicious eyes.

The corner of Dumbledore's mouth froze, and he changed the subject with a smile.

He and the other professors knew about Hagrid's hobbies.Although it is a bit different, Hagrid is a kind person, and he does things in his own way (not at all). On the premise that there is no crisis for the children of Hogwarts, the old man is very tolerant.

Of course, part of the reason is to make up for the damage he suffered when he was framed as the murderer of Myrtle.

But Gintoki said this in front of the members of the Ministry of Magic. Although Dumbledore didn't want to speculate on others with malice, he always had a thought of "Did you do it on purpose?"

In fact, Wizard White's thinking is not difficult to understand. When the seeds of doubt have been planted preconceivedly, it is normal to feel that the other party has ulterior motives.

It's a pity that he confused the dividing line between evil villain and righteous protagonist from the beginning.

If you believe in the wrong person, you are doomed to be calculated.

The villain camp is infighting, the decent camp is suspicious, and the wizarding world and the Muggle world are mixed together, so it can be said that it is not troubled or not alive.

Gao Shan suddenly opened his eyes, and found himself lying in a place where he could not see his fingers. It seemed that something was pressing on his body, which made people feel stuffy.

The quiet, almost dead environment allowed him to catch the breath that was close at hand.

who is it! ?

Killing intent flashed through Gao Shan's eyes, and he acted faster than consciously, his hand slammed the man's throat.

There was a muffled hum, which sounded familiar.

Gao Shan froze for half a second before letting go of his hand, changing it into a half embrace: "Are you okay?"

"Uh, cough!" Voldemort held his throat and coughed a few times, probably because Gao Shan had hit hard just now, his voice sounded a little hoarse, "What's going on?"

"I don't know either." Gao Shan subconsciously filtered out the crime of hurting others just now, "I opened my eyes and appeared here, maybe it was the ghost of the mermaid ghost just now?"

"No..." Voldemort said with gritted teeth, "I'm asking why you suddenly pinched me!"

Gao Shan didn't expect Voldemort to ask directly, the corner of his mouth unconsciously raised an arc, but his voice was extremely calm: "It's just a conditioned reflex in an unfamiliar environment."

The corner of Voldemort's mouth twitched, trying to straighten up and say something.

However, as soon as he pressed his hand on Takasugi's chest, the words that came out of his mouth turned into a question: "Why are you so cold?"

Although he couldn't see each other's appearance, Takasugi still felt Voldemort's burning eyes fixed on him.

Gao Shan frowned slightly: "I don't feel cold."

"But your..."

Voldemort obviously wanted to press on, but the sudden light above his head made him swallow his next words.

The heavy burden on their bodies was suddenly lifted, and the two found themselves lying in a coffin. Looking towards the direction of the light, it was a blond man holding the coffin board with one hand and supporting the edge of the coffin with the other.He was dressed in a knight's attire from centuries ago, his body was covered with dust and mud, he looked distressed, his face was obviously tired, but his eyes were bright.

"Pass through safely!" the blond knight yelled, with an obvious smug smile on the corner of his mouth, "Look, I told you this method is easy to use."

"Then shouldn't I be grateful to you?" What came even more suddenly was a male voice from below. The voice was so abrupt that Takasugi's muscles tensed instantly, and he stood still in a posture that was almost impossible for the human body. Jumping up - and Voldemort on top of him.

Strangely, the two got up in a way that passed directly through the blond man.

And the blond man maintained his original posture with a smile on his face as if he was completely unaware of their existence.

"Aha, I'm really flattered to thank you from the most cunning forest wizard!" The blond knight smiled, showing two rows of big white teeth, stretched out his hand, and made a supporting gesture.

It's a pity that the other party didn't appreciate it, so he slapped him away with a "slap", and then stood up by himself.

It was a man with sharp eyes, long hair that was meticulously groomed and draped over his shoulders. The first thing he did when he got up was to straighten his appearance, and then he raised his chin fifteen degrees, dragging the emphasis of the nobleman's conversation—if it wasn't for the With his pale green hair and emerald eyes, Voldemort almost thought he was the ancestor of the Malfoy family - said: "You let me lie in a coffin, pretend to be a plague-stricken corpse, and then bury me in the ground , it was long overdue until three days later—and now you want my thanks?"

"The method is a bit rough, but you have to admit that it is very effective." The blond knight shrugged, and said with a playful smile, "Get rid of those clingy bastards, so that we can continue with the next plan—speaking of it, Mel So, what's our next plan?"

"Please call me Kadia, we don't know each other well."

Myers Cardia?

Voldemort frowned.

"Oh, don't be like this, we are strategic partners!" The blond knight laughed happily, as if he was very satisfied with his reasons, "Isn't it necessary to resist evil forces together, fight for freedom and light, and run towards a better future by the way? Hahaha……"

Myers showed a charming smile, which successfully turned the knight's smirk into a dry smile, and finally disappeared without a sound.

Then there was a huge thunder that fell from the sky, and it hit the head of someone who was fooled by the beauty with a bang!

However, before the lightning could hit the target, it was automatically extinguished like a match placed under a waterfall.

The knight frightened, quickly glanced at the sky and then turned his gaze back to Myers, with a mean smile: "Hehehe, Myers, you forgot again, I am a body immune to magic. If I really want to teach me a lesson, you are welcome to fight hand to hand~" The last word "oh" was so high-pitched that it was ecstasy.

It's a pity that the person who spoke was too stingy to give even a look, and walked away after a few steps.

"A guy with no interest." The blond knight muttered. Seeing that the figure of the proud wizard was about to enter the woods, he quickly caught up with him. "So? What are we going to do next?"

"I heard that a group of wizard rebels set out from the barren village of Halder, bypassed King Uther's knights, and entered the territory of the forest elves." Myers lowered his voice, "The situation ahead will only get worse for us. It is getting more and more beneficial. King Uther continues to kill, and sooner or later he will force out other wizards who can't bear the brutal rule, not to mention the hidden elder-level wizards who are dormant. Before the wizard resistance grows enough to compete with the knight , we need to find a base camp first.”

The blond knight nodded, hesitantly said: "So..."

Myers hooked the corners of his mouth without emotion: "The Macmillan family, the Rogier family, the Yerkes family, the Slytherin family, and the Hayden family have the longest heritage among wizards. We can try to ask them for help. .”

After the words fell, the figures of the two people, together with the swaying woods, the ground with mottled sunlight, and the sky with heavy clouds, turned into a bleak color. After disappearing like smoke, another scene appeared.

"This is..." Gao Shan had a faint guess in his heart.

Obviously, Voldemort's answer marked this speculation as an affirmation: "This is a memory. This wizard is the founder of the Moonlight Contract, and if I'm not wrong, the blond knight should be his lover." , Summerfield Simpson."

A knight who was also immune to magic and betrayed his allegiance to Myers, a knight who did not leave any records in the river of history.

The author has something to say: everyone, I came back alive from acute appendicitis surgery tat

Filling the hole at three o'clock today

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