Harry Potter’s Natural Villain Chapter 67: Fear

　　 "Well, I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer." Karkaroff also got up, patted his sleeves, and cast a new spell on it to get rid of the oil and dirt. Dust, and then complained: "If this tavern runs on our side of Durmstrang, I will definitely not use a magic wand, but punch him in the face first. The environment of the tavern here is really terrible."

　　 "Then you may not be able to beat him." Dumbledore seemed to have thought of something, his long white beard trembled before he said in a somewhat complicated tone.

　　 "What?" Karkaroff suspected that he had heard it wrong.

　　 "It's nothing, let's go."

　　 Dumbledore changed the subject, then led the two out of the noisy tavern, toward their destination.

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　　 "So, are you trying to reverse the case for this half-giant named Hagrid?" Karkaroff stood at Dumbledore's desk, staring at him with an unkind expression.

　　 Dumbledore raised his hand and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Karkaroff.

　　 "I'm telling you, I don't have any interest in your **** things. You can do justice alone. Besides, he is just a mess..." Karkaroff felt himself After being offended, his tone became more impolite.

　　 But the words have been spoken, he knows that he has failed again.

　　 Mrs. Maxim seemed to be a hybrid giant, so he finally stopped the word "hybrid" on his lips.

　　 But it was still too late.

　　 Karkaroff could clearly see that Mrs. Maxim's face next to him became gloomy. The others were not fools, and he could guess what he wanted to say. It made no difference if he didn't say it.

　　 "The old fox gave me a set again." Karkaroff cursed secretly in his heart, ready to change his attitude. After being played, he could only pinch his nose to recognize it.

　　 Just a few hours ago, the three of them came directly to the principal’s office through the Floo Network (Dumbledore’s privilege). Dumbledore didn’t get too slow, and he told Karkaroff his thoughts straightforwardly. .

　　 to the effect: I am a layman for black magic, although I just disdain to study it, so I am asking you now.

　　 Now recognized as the first wizard who wants to ask for himself, Karkaroff is naturally very useful, and the fluctuations in this diary, even after it is damaged, are still very strong. He suspects that it is a certain dark wizard senior The masterpiece, maybe I can benefit a bit from it.

　　Demstrang taught even black magic, not to mention that he had been a Death Eater, and there was no psychological pressure at all.

　　 The noon sun outside the window slowly fell below the horizon, and several hours passed.

　　 Karkaroff exhausted all his life's learning, but restored only a few scenes of the memories remaining in the diary, and introduced them into Dumbledore's meditation basin.

　　From the only fragment, it seems to know that the hybrid giant named Hagrid was wronged, that's it, and the remaining soul fragments are not only small, but also full of holes. This step is already the limit.

　　Kakarov, who has been busy for a long time, obviously couldn't accept this ending, so there was the first scene.

　　 "But this is not completely irrelevant to you. Except for Hagrid, you should also know the mastermind in this matter." Dumbledore explained without delay.

　　 "Heh." Karkaroff snorted, and then said: "Not to mention the distance between Hogwarts and Demstrang, the only exchange of the top three cups, I don’t know how many sessions have been suspended. , Would I know a student at Hogwarts? What a joke."

　　 "This is already fifty years ago." Dumbledore said quietly.

　　 "Fifty years ago..." Karkaroff seemed to have thought of something, and the latter words got stuck in his throat, his expression stiffened suddenly, his eyes full of weirdness.

　　 "Impossible, he must be dead!" Karkaroff didn't want to believe it, and he couldn't believe that the man was still alive.

　　He then said to himself: "This is just a magic item he made. He has disappeared for so long. He won't come back, he won't come back."

　　 For a while, Karkarov seemed to be stunned, talking to himself repeatedly, saying the few words back and forth.

　　 "Calm down, Karkaroff." Dumbledore’s kind voice gave people a calming magic power. After Karkaroff and Dumbledore’s sharp blue eyes met, they were unconsciously calm. Down.

　　 Dumbledore has used the benefits brought by the idea of ​​contemplation, even if he does not actively use it, it will invisibly affect others.

　　"Last year he personally sneaked into Hogwarts, trying to steal the Philosopher’s Stone in order to resurrect his body, and killed a unicorn for his life."

　　"This year I also tried to trace his trail. I walked through most of the Albanian forest, but found nothing."

　　 "I think you should fear his return more than I am."

　　 "So I need your help."

　　 Dumbledore pressed on step by step, not leaving Karkaroff time to think, he just wanted to impress him when his heart collapsed.

　　 Twenty-five boys rarely end well.

　　 If other Death Eaters who are in Azkaban or escaped can still be attached to Voldemort's wings after his return~IndoMTL.com~ Then Lucius Malfoy's position is not judged. In Voldemort's team, it's very uncomfortable.

　　 Fortunately, Malfoy had already made a good impression on him at the first meeting.

　　 As for Karkaroff, a character who is not white for Voldemort's camp, a green light may be the best destination. After all, there are many black magic tormenting people.

　　 I lost my body and was forced to wander around. My loyal men suffered unbearable jail for me, but you chose to betray my loyal followers in exchange for your own peace, and even turned into The principal of Durmstrand?

　　 clay figurines will have three points of anger, let alone the cruel and neurotic Dark Lord?

　　 This is also the fundamental reason why Karkaroff is so scared.

　　 "I'll be on your side." Mrs. Maxim, who has reached the level of principals, is also a human being. It is not difficult to find clues in their conversations, and they immediately expressed their attitude.

　　 "Thank you very much, Boothbarton will be proud of having a principal like you." Dumbledore complimented Mrs. Maxim.

　　 In this way, the Big Three in the European wizarding education circle reached a united front against the Dark Lord in Dumbledore’s office.

　　 "Oops." Mrs. Maxim patted her on the head annoyedly. "I forgot one thing." She said.

　　 "Is it urgent?" Dumbledore stroked his wand, ready to get up at any time, as if he wanted to do his best as a landlord and help people solve problems.

　　 "This is not enough." Maxim's face is a bit embarrassed~IndoMTL.com~Book friends are welcome to visit and read. The latest, fastest, and hottest serial works are all at ~IndoMTL.com~ For mobile phone users, please To read.