Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1130: A dwarf is not a fairy!

? When it comes to treating everyone equally and without prejudice, one of the founders of Hogwarts, Ms. Helga Hufflepuff, should be well-deserved.

While the other three founders were choosing their own students according to their own requirements, only Hufflepuff was able to teach, even the house elves brought by Salazar Slytherin from the family. They all learned the curse of food in her place.

There is no doubt that such a broad mind is worthy of admiration.

However, in addition to Ms. Hufflepuff, there is actually another quite famous wizard who never values ​​blood origin. Although no one knows the full name of the wizard until today, everyone still remembers his infamous name:

He is the despicable Helbo.

Yes, in Haierbo's eyes, it doesn't matter what identity, origin or lineage, only personal understanding and talent are the key.

And these two things, in his cognition, are by no means a lineage and origin. After all, since ancient times, there have never been fewer people from humble backgrounds who can still climb all the way to the top.

So to a certain extent, he seems to be more critical than anyone when choosing his subordinates and apprentices, but if you look at it from another angle, in fact, he also looks at it from a non-preconceptional perspective. The existence of others.

In this era, Haierbo has once again reappeared in the world, and he naturally began to recruit new followers, who needed manpower.

And obviously, his philosophy that has been maintained since ancient times has not changed.

In fact, he has to say something for Martin at this point-at least in terms of magical talent and hard work, he is impeccable. Even if it is the mind of doing things, it may not be so bad.

It can only be said that if you compare it with a wizard like Maca who even praises Helbo himself, and even considers it as an opponent, it is indeed a bit too difficult for him.

However, even though Martin was tossing around in secret by Maca at present, it can almost be said that he fell halfway before he exerted any strength. But no one said that Haierbo accepted him as an "apprentice", right?

Now, just as Maca and Scrimgeour were being interviewed by the Daily Prophet, Martin finally met in private with another wizard whom Helbo liked.

Also, this time it is not like the one that Maca pretended to be in the underground church last time, but a person who really has experience similar to Martin.

"Hey!"

In the noisy dance music and enchanting Veva’s underground black market Sleeping Dragon Bar, the short wizard standing behind Martin stretched out his hand and patted him on the back.

No way, this short wizard is not an ordinary short, he is even smaller than that of Iluli, who has a mixed blood of fairies!

"Huh?"

Martin, who was alone in the heat, felt that three inches of his hip was touched, and suddenly shrank like an electric shock, and then turned his head even more annoyed.

"Why--"

Before he finished speaking, he realized that there was no one in the close range behind him. After the short man patted him again, Martin finally lowered his head to see the "little guy" who was almost as tall as the high stool in front of the bar.

"Fairy?"

He murmured, and then he thought of Eluli and Pansy again-which made him suddenly show two unkind eyes.

"Damn fairy!"

"You are a fairy!"

Even in the deafening and dynamic music, the shout of the short wizard can still be heard. It can be seen how loud this "little guy" is.

Following, Martin saw that the other party suddenly pulled off his hood, and suddenly revealed a mature face with a sense of contradiction resting on this figure.

When Martin took a look, he immediately pouted his lips again, and roared impatiently:

"Not a fairy!"

"Your fairy ears are round?"

Obviously, in addition to the special goblin bloodline, dwarfism also allows a person to maintain a child-like height forever. This kind of natural developmental delay is not only occasionally seen among wizards, but also among Muggles.

But even though he was such a wizard who was different from ordinary people, Haierbo still didn't care, and even accepted him as his apprentice in this era.

Of course, being an apprentice to a wizard does not mean that you can learn a lot of magic with Helbo. In the ancient magic world, the wizard apprentices were actually just a group of slightly more advanced handymen before they were further affirmed by the teacher.

Just when Martin frowned and stared at the short winter melon in front of him and yelled, he heard that the other party quickly put aside the topic of the goblin, and asked loudly:

"Idiot! I ask you, are you also a teacher's student?"

When Martin heard this, his face changed suddenly.

"What? Don't you..." As he said, he suddenly shook his head, then turned to say, "No, wait! How did you know that I was too?"

Last time in the underground church, it was obviously not difficult for the "apprentice" that Maca pretended to know his identity, but now he is in a bar where anyone can come.

The dwarf wizard can recognize his details even when there are no signs and signs on both sides, which inevitably makes Martin hesitate.

But just as Martin asked this, he saw the other person roll his eyes at him.

"Don't use your standards to measure my ability!" I saw that the short man pointed his eyes, then stood on tiptoe and thrust his finger on Martin's body. "Understand? I can see you. Soul!"

It must be said that although the world is often unfair, in some respects it will unexpectedly reflect its fairness.

Although this short man is born with dwarfism, he is quite talented in physique.

Even wizards like Maca and Helbo need to study the rules of the soul in order to perceive the soul, but this guy naturally possesses this unique ability.

Martin was taken aback by what he said, and he could think of something Helbo had done to him. He subconsciously touched the chest that was prodded by the opponent.

Yes, he still remembered—before he separated from Helbo, the other party left a "seed" on him. And that seed is said to be rooted in the depths of his soul, providing him with an opportunity to become stronger in the future.

Because of that "seed of magic", he couldn't learn any ancient magic before he waited for the flower of the soul to bloom.

So...Is it possible that this short winter gourd can really see the soul failure?

Before Martin finished speaking, he listened to the other party and continued:

"The teacher planted seeds for every apprentice, and this is also the best proof for us to recognize each other-do you understand now? Stupid?"

Martin was a little bit temperamental by this guy, after all, he is still inferior to others in general.

After a little hesitation, he frowned and asked:

"Doesn't the teacher prevent us from meeting each other in private? Why did you come to recognize me and you are not afraid of the teacher's punishment?"

"Stupid...stupid!" The other party immediately yelled and cursed again, and added it as if he hadn't cursed, "I think you must have never contacted the teacher recently, right? The current situation can be compared with It was completely different before!"

Half talking, he thought about it, and simply climbed up on the high stool next to him, and stood there to get closer to Martin.

"Listen, the teacher has already said! In the next period of time, we need to work together to accelerate the development of the believers-spread the magic ritual, the sooner the better, the more the better! In the future, Those people will become our most direct force!"

At the end, the short wizard standing on the stool waved his hand:

"I think you'd better contact the teacher as soon as possible...Of course, it still has to be on the premise that it will not be exposed!"

"Ah!"

Martin half-opened his mouth and nodded blankly.

Of course there is nothing suspicious about contacting the teacher, but what he cares most right now is the matter of Muriel being held in the Ministry of Magic dungeon.

If I contacted the teacher now, I guess I won't have the energy to care about Muriel's life and death.

As I was thinking, I saw the short wizard roll his eyes again after saying this.

"Also, next time remember not to be so conspicuous! I don't know what happened to you, but even in such a place, don't forget your identity and mission!"

After all, I jumped off the high stool and turned around and walked towards the door of the bar without even leaving a name.

"Just... Am I very conspicuous?" Martin looked at the back of the short winter gourd, and couldn't help but gritted his teeth and cursed, "Damn it, even if it's really like that...you yelled and jumped up and down like that, obviously It’s no better than me!"

They are also apprentices of wizards who were included by Helbo. Although they can be said to be companions~IndoMTL.com~, they are probably more of a competitor. In this way, it is no wonder that both sides have no good faces.

Leaning back against the edge of the table in front of the bar, Martin contemplated for a while, and Martin suddenly turned around, holding up the already-filled cup of the house elves and pouring it again.

He waited to drank the glass of beer upright again before he pinched the glass on the bar, threw down the money and hurriedly left this noisy wizard bar.

After a while of harassment by the short wizard, Martin no longer had the thought of drinking and venting, and could only go back to Knockout Alley with more worry and trouble.

"Muriel...No, you must never give up!"

When Martin wandered a few steps in the deep alley outside Sleepy Dragon Bar, and let the cold air in the alley wrap him to calm down, he went back to the entrance and exit of the underground black market.

At this moment, the interviews Maca and Scrimgeour received from the Ministry of Magic were even halfway through.

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