Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying - Chapter 412

Brolin’s tone was filled with sadness and disappointment, Abigail gritted her teeth and her eyes turned red.

She didn’t think she had forgotten, she just… got some breathing space while getting along with the children…

But the patron saint did change, something she couldn’t explain.

Baird looked away slightly and looked at the wine bottles on the shelf that reflected the light.

There is naturally a reason for a wizard who has received systematic education and has a serious identity to join their anti-wizard organization——

Either he grew up in an organization, his parents and family are all members of the organization, and he identifies with the organization more than the teachers and classmates at the magic school.

Or, like Abigail, she is full of hatred for wizards as a group, and even desires to destroy herself and the world together.

After a moment of silence, Brolin sighed and softened his tone.

“Sela, you’re tired, go back and rest for a while.” He said, “You don’t have to go back to that school.”

“My mission is not over yet.” Abigail suddenly raised her head and said unwillingly: “I am willing to use practical actions to prove myself!”

“I remember you said in your letter that Wade Gray had handed over the golem to you?” Brolin asked.

“……Yes.”

“Then your mission is over.” Brolin said.

The faint smile on his face had completely disappeared, and there was hidden doubt and suspicion in his eyes.

Arigel’s heart felt cold, she clenched her fists, lowered her gaze and said, “I understand.”

…

Seeing his companions leaving in despair, Baird said: “Sierra just saved the students on the train. It was the time when her prestige was at its highest, and the students were very convinced of her… Her leaving now would be very detrimental to our mission.”

Brolin let out a long sigh.

The gray-haired bartender next to him spoke up. While wiping his wine glass, he said, “I would rather fail the mission than risk my companions’ rebellion.”

“Abigail has too much confidential information. If she betrays her, the damage to the organization will be immeasurable.”

“And there aren’t many wizards like her who have mastered most of the magic systems and have excellent results in the organization. Even if they are not sent out from now on, staying at the base to teach those children is much better than having problems with their position.”

“I understand.” Baird nodded.

“How’s that kid you’re taking care of?” Brolin asked, “The mission doesn’t seem to be going well?”

“Yes.” Baird said shamefully: “Wade Gray is elusive even in school and is very difficult to get close to. Khalil has been sorted into different colleges and has few opportunities to get along with him.”

“It seems that I chose the wrong person.” Brolin shook his head slightly: “I thought that with that child’s affinity, it would be easier to establish a good relationship and exert influence. But I forgot that if there is a snow mountain opposite, A mere torch cannot light it.”

“I heard that even Ravenclaw students have a hard time talking to that Gray.”

Baird frowned and said: “He only has a few friends, and then he pulled his friends into a small club to concentrate on study and research.”

“Doesn’t play games, doesn’t fall in love, doesn’t attend parties, doesn’t watch games, and doesn’t even appear in the common room of the college often – when there are no classes, even his best friend doesn’t know where he is.”

Baird looked incredulous. He simply couldn’t understand why there could still be such teenagers. What’s the point of living alone like this?

It’s not like he has done nothing in the past six months. Baird opened a snack shop in Hogsmeade. Many students visit Hogsmeade every weekend. Even if he doesn’t deliberately inquire, he can hear a lot. Gossip about school.

After listening for a long time, he forgave Khalil’s slow progress – he himself didn’t know how to approach someone who couldn’t be found at all.

“Wade Gray was able to surpass most adult wizards and achieve so many achievements in just two or three years. It would be impossible without a heart that is willing to be lonely and can endure loneliness.”

Brolin said with an appreciative tone: “The development of our organization to this day is based on this spirit, isn’t it? From another perspective, this kind of pure scholar is actually easier to exploit.”

——A pure scholar?

Baird thought of some of the rumors he had heard – such as turning cockroaches into cockroach cows and scaring classmates to wet their pants – and always felt that this “scholar” was not that pure.

But he still bowed and said: “Yes, you are right.”

“Don’t worry too much about the mission – you’ll have new helpers,” Brolin said.

Baird hesitated for a moment and asked: “Are you…the next Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?”

Serra is going back, so naturally a new professor will take over this position.

In Hogwarts, this is the only course whose professors change frequently, making it the most convenient place to hire.

Brolin shook his head and said, “You can’t keep working in the same position… Just go back and wait patiently.”

“yes.”

…

Considering that the presence of parents would make children more restrained, Ferdinand had a house in Westminster cleaned in advance this holiday, and Wade, Harry and Michael moved there on the third day of the holiday.

This time they can each have a bedroom and don’t have to rush to get up for breakfast. On the second day after moving here, Michael slept until noon.

Westminster is located in the center of London and is much more lively than the remote town where the Gray family lived before. A few people took advantage of the few people to go to the movies in the morning and listen to the opera in the evening.

This place is also close to King’s Cross Station. From time to time, you can see weirdly dressed wizards passing by on the street, and employees from the Ministry of Magic often come and go in this area.

There is also a playground in the nearby park, which is brightly lit and bustling with people even at night.

They experienced all the various rides. As the roller coaster swooped down, Harry and Michael’s screams made Vader suspect that they were about to undergo a magical riot.

The park is still preparing for the upcoming Christmas market. Some vendors have already started selling from push carts, and some people are carrying a bag or stuffing small products into their pockets and starting selling all over the street.

Of course, the most popular ones are video games. Even adults will be addicted to the fun of leveling up and accumulating points, let alone two thirteen-year-old boys who have never been exposed to this aspect.

After dinner, sitting in front of the game console, Michael waved to Wade and said, “This game can be played by two people. You don’t have to accompany us all the time. If you have something to do, just go and get busy!”

Harry was stunned: “Vade, don’t you like playing these games? Or do you want to play something else?”

His eyes turned to the pile of game boxes in the corner, trying to find a more attractive one – although in Harry’s opinion, every game was full of charm.

Vader waved his hand and said, “It’s not about the type of game. I just prefer studying magic.”

“Oh…” Harry couldn’t understand, but he still said: “Then…then go and study it…”

Seeing Wade leaving in a good mood, as if he was going on a date, Harry was silent for a moment, then turned to ask Michael:

“Michael, have you finished your homework?”

“Are you kidding? The holidays have just begun. Of course I haven’t finished writing yet.”

Michael pressed the power button, turned around and quickly sat down cross-legged next to Harry, picking up the game controller.

“Should we…should we write papers too?” Harry moved his hips and said anxiously.

“Don’t compete with Wade!” Michael said nonchalantly: “I’ve discovered it a long time ago – you have to keep competing with Wade, and you will tire yourself to death! Don’t worry, you will always finish your homework, and that’s it for the holidays. Short, if you don’t have fun, how can you be worthy of yourself?”

“Well… you’re right.”

Harry also sat down with peace of mind, and at the same time made up his mind——

After finishing this game… I’ll play the game tonight, and I must start doing my homework tomorrow morning…

…

The black fortress stands on the island, and the sea breeze sweeps the waves and slaps them angrily on the black rocks.

There was a layer of ice around the island, and the waves were constantly breaking it up, rolling it into the sea water, and then pushing it back again.

The ice cubes collided with the stones, making a crackling sound, as if some monster was chewing and swallowing food.

The narrow cell was as cold as a huge ice cube at this time, with thick frost on the walls and floor. The ragged old man was only covered with a thin blanket and held a few newspapers in his hands.

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Not far ahead, a huge mirror was leaning against the wall. What was reflected in the mirror was not the appearance of the old man, but the image of a group of people searching on the almost bulldozed island.

“The British Ministry of Magic rescued dozens of children who were abducted by Muggle organizations. The Hogwarts train was attacked by dementors from the Ministry of Magic. Muggles also developed weapons to restrain wizards?”

The old man asked mockingly in a hoarse voice.

“This is what the news said.” The man in a black cloak hung outside the cell and said respectfully: “When our people came to the island, they found nothing useful… But it is said that Dumbledore once encountered That kind of weapon.”

“What’s the result?” the old man asked with interest.

“As you can see…the island has been turned into ruins.” The man said: “The owner of that island also committed suicide before the Aurors arrived.”

“Ha ha ha ha……”

Grindelwald laughed so hard in the cell that he couldn’t help but cough a few times.

“Poor Dumbledore… I guess the British Ministry of Magic didn’t pay much attention to his so-called ‘weapons’.”

“Yes.” The man said: “Fudge is busy preparing for the Quidditch World Cup half a year later. He thinks this matter is over. ‘Weapon’ is Dumbledore’s alarmist term.”

Grindelwald couldn’t help laughing again: “I really want to see Dumbledore’s expression at that time – watching the fool he chose exceed his expectations every time, Dumbledore’s expression must be wonderful.”

The person outside the window was silent. He knew that he had better not speak at this time, otherwise, whether he agreed or objected, he might anger the old man inside.

When the laughter subsided, the man said: “Just as you once predicted, Muggles are developing more and more rapidly, and the threat to the wizarding world is also growing…Sir, we need you to lead us again.”

“Leader?” Grindelwald raised his lips: “Do you think I am still the same Grindelwald as before? Look at me, kid. Any kid who has not yet graduated can defeat me. You let me lead.” you?”

“The wizarding world still fears you, sir, and we still wait for you.”

The man said with a slightly passionate tone: “Dangerous signs have begun to show, but the wizards are still indifferent!”

“This world is slow, stupid, bloated, and lazy! Only when the crisis of death comes to them, they know how to struggle, but it is already too late!”

“Sir, what the magic world needs now is not an invincible warrior, but a wise man! Someone who can see through the future and guide the direction! Your magic power may not be as good as before, but your wisdom will not fade over time!”

“Please lead us again, Mr. Grindelwald – for the greater good! For the survival of the wizarding world! To build our utopia! We need you, we beg you! Sir…”

The man’s face flushed with excitement and his body trembled. He held on to the narrow window of the cell and begged loudly, wishing he could tear his heart out.

After a while, I only heard the person inside say: “Stop yelling like that…it’s so noisy!”

His enthusiastic expression suddenly froze, and his face suddenly turned pale. His strong body swayed in the cold wind, as if he would fall from the tower at any time.

Then, he heard Grindelwald say——

“Give me your wand.”

…

Bournemouth, suburbs, hospital.

The wheels of the trolley creaked. Hearing the noise, a thin figure quickly hid behind the door next to him, revealing only one calm eye, observing what was going on outside.

Two men dressed as caregivers pushed a trolley through the corridor. They were just talking and didn’t pay attention to anything else.

Maybelle, who was hiding behind the door, breathed a sigh of relief. She took out the apple she had just stolen from the ward, opened her mouth wide, and ate it in a few bites.

“Crack, click, click…”

A faint voice came, and a caregiver couldn’t help but turn around.

“What’s wrong?” another blond man asked him.

“There seems to be a mouse…”

The blond man also listened carefully, then frowned and said, “Where is it? You must have heard wrong.”

“No, I really heard it…” the former insisted, and wanted to drag the blond man back to check.

“Okay, don’t be too fussy! Finish your work early and go back to rest early!” The blond man swallowed with fear, looked at the gloomy sky outside, and said fearfully: “If you go back late, you may accidentally encounter a dementor. , then it’s over…”

“Yeah…” The first person trembled and said tremblingly: “If we are caught… If we escape from prison like this, will we be kissed by a dementor?”

“Maybe. I remember someone suggested this in the newspaper before… They actually sent more than a hundred dementors. The Ministry of Magic is absolutely crazy!”

“Those monsters may be nearby…haven’t you noticed? It hasn’t been sunny recently!”

“Of course I found it! How about… how about we escape from here? Escape from this city…”

“What a joke! Have you forgotten that the Hogwarts trains are all inspected by those guys? What if we meet on the way?”

These two people are none other than Lockhart and Gal Troca, who escaped from Azkaban and have been on the run ever since.

After threatening each other, the two continued to work with frowns and sighs.

Not far behind him, a black mist quickly and silently rushed to the roof, and then slowly followed the two of them.